Like the Devil Do // Twenty songs to dance to in the pale moon light.
transmission from hell cradle of filth house of 1000 corpses rob zombie in the room where you sleep dead man’s bones when jesus come uncle sinner bottoms of the river delta rae the death song marilyn manson heresy nine inch nails my body’s a zombie for you dead man’s bones demon host timber timbre forever loves decay death in june bartholomew the silent comedy maneater blue eyed blondes god’s gonna cut you down johnny cash i hear satan dax riggs me and the devil soap&skin in the branches the builders and the butchers lonesome hunter timber timbre the long black veil johnny cash
"Godfather Death" by Celine Loup
The Olive Fairy Book illustrated by Kate Baylay
a mix for young witches discovering their magic ― and the power that comes with it. [listen]ms mr ⟶ bones (bökken remix). unkle ⟶ set no sun (ft. elle j and joel cadbury). lorde ⟶ glory and gore. florence + the machine ⟶ no light, no light (spector remix). half moon run ⟶ drug you. yeah yeah yeahs ⟶ sacrilege. the xx ⟶ infinity (bachelors of science remix). how to destroy angels ⟶ the space in between. great northern ⟶ houses. bat for lashes ⟶ a forest. white lies ⟶ to lose my life. salem ⟶ king night.
“It was heart-shaking. Glorious. Torches, dizziness, singing. Wolves howling around us and a bull bellowing in the dark. The river ran white. It was like a film in fast motion, the moon waxing and waning, clouds rushing across the sky. Vines grew from the ground so fast they twined up the trees like snakes; seasons passing in the wink of an eye, entire years for all I know…I mean we think of phenomenal change as being the very essence of time, when it’s not at all. Time is something which defies spring and winter, birth and decay, the good and the bad, indifferently. Something changeless and joyous and absolutely indestructible. Duality ceases to exist; there is no ego, no “I”…as if the universe expands to fill the boundary of the self.”
In Filipino mythology, certain Aswang (shapeshifting monsters) can enchant chunks of wood and transmute them into a human they previously devoured with no memories of their death. Afterwards, the copy dies of severe illness. This ensures the Aswang’s safety.
But what if the enchantment doesn’t wear off?
I had this idea of a doppelganger realizing they aren’t who they really are and discovering they no longer need to sustain bodily needs like rest and nourishment. They’d even be immune to death. Now, imagine this copy feeling so overwhelmed with vengeance that it decides to hunt down the Aswang that gave it life.
You now have an indestructible creature in human form with the body mass of an entire tree coupled with superhuman agility and strength, equipped with an acidic poison built up from a gradually strengthening sickness that won’t leave its body.
And it’s hunting monsters.
[Alex von Hochtritt writes dark essays on music for us. An expanded collection of his work, and an easier system to sort than Tumblr allows, is in production for 2014]
The band Raison d’etre has existed since 1992, when the Swedish musician Peter Andersson recognized a need to explore Jungian psychological concepts through music. Varyingly described as “drone”, “darkwave”, “ambient”, and “soundscape”, he skillfully merges samples of industrial noise, ecclesiastical chanting, natural sounds, and low, quiet synthesizer riffs into audio sculptures that catch the melancholy musings of a person’s journey towards his or her death.
"In Abandoned Places", from the album "Requiem For Abandoned Souls", is Purgatory - a desolate, empty plain of half-ruined buildings and glimpses out of the corners of one’s eye of…things…drifting past hollow windows and around corners. This is the place the dead drift towards as they, too, reach the end of their un-existence.
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