Kiss of Darkness...
Yes, Jason, such is my worry and my fear from success. That should I actually be good enough in my writing or film or anything to make beaucoup money. Without the grounding force of love, what you saw last night would be but a pale indication of who I would be. I would not just be that for a few hours, but forever, buying affections and attention, giving nothing of my heart and soul to anyone... ever.
Buy the purchasable for what they are selling. Buy a little more than they intended to sell. Buy those who did not think they had a price. Take advantage of sychophants and groupies. Devour. Rend. Tear. Drink. Leave without a care of what effect I have had on them. Relish only the feeding of the blind hungers within me...
Why do I cling to the light? Because I know my darkness goes farther than you will ever be able to imagine darkness to be.
Stay around me Jas, so long as I try to keep you to the light. But when I allow the beast to rule, run. You should never go down so far, and too many people need you, and you will have to take on my burdens as well as your own. Enjoy some simple pleasures. But never follow me into the bowels of inhumanity. And I won't want any reminders of the little bit of light within that will cry at what I will have become.
But yes... The blood moon is mine.
Buy the purchasable for what they are selling. Buy a little more than they intended to sell. Buy those who did not think they had a price. Take advantage of sychophants and groupies. Devour. Rend. Tear. Drink. Leave without a care of what effect I have had on them. Relish only the feeding of the blind hungers within me...
Why do I cling to the light? Because I know my darkness goes farther than you will ever be able to imagine darkness to be.
Stay around me Jas, so long as I try to keep you to the light. But when I allow the beast to rule, run. You should never go down so far, and too many people need you, and you will have to take on my burdens as well as your own. Enjoy some simple pleasures. But never follow me into the bowels of inhumanity. And I won't want any reminders of the little bit of light within that will cry at what I will have become.
But yes... The blood moon is mine.