When hate is in your heart
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until あなた hear
The 天使 sing
Thy blessing
When あなた hear heaven’s
Yell あなた wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was あなた who committed them
And あなた wil burn for sin

あなた are consumed によって wretched flames
And through everyones aims
あなた are never hit
Nor bit
によって the 火災, 火 consuming you


Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light

あなた are consumed によって wretched flames
And through everyones aims
あなた are never hit
Nor bit
によって the 火災, 火 consuming you

We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect

How are the winners determined from the losers? Easy. Whoever gave in first.

And if no one gives in?

Giving in is often easier. But not the desirable choice.

Taylor tapped the glass coated floor. The tiny black droplet that bloomed on her forefinger fell with a soft plink on a 三角形 of glass below.

Taylor cautiously lifted the shard to the light. There it was. A small stain, barely the size of a pinhead, darkening the glass.

That's all I am. Just a flaw on an otherwise clear surface.

Just a flaw. A mistake that was never meant to be.

"I'm leaving," Taylor muttered to herself, getting back to her feet. She strode towards the corner, vanishing just as soon as the shadow fell over to embrace her slight form.

She closed her eyes and felt the end of her plait, fumbling with it until wove free.

She knew where she was going, if only this once.

But when she got there? She hadn't thought that far.

Eden Brolin enacts an 18-year-old cruddy, somewhat unbalanced pixie, who along with her friends, turns out to be the target of a sorcerers’ cult. She doesn’t seem whom あなた would call a strong woman and its refreshing we get this in horror movies. She seems 次 door normal unruly girl. Her character has no outstanding characteristic, the artist somehow gives her depth. We see it in her eyes and body language.
Blood Bound plot. No it is not cute, it’s not simple; it’s pessimist and frightful. The story is suggestive of Rosemary’s Baby, which does not seem accidental.
It is 2019, and we’re still exploring age-old subjects like Wicca, human sacrifice and sects. Somehow, those subgenres stand the test of time. Horror stories built around pregnancy never get old either, for obvious reasons. As saturated as these themes may be, in horror cinema these days, Blood Bound manages to impress and surprise. It’s its own thing.