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Skulls, Roses and Guitars. This old-school heavy rock design is stunningly rendered in an eye-catching tattoo style and emblazoned with the motif 'Where words fail, music speaks'. Never a truer word spoken.
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Elegance in the darkest moments shines its black light through the gloom. An organic design portraying death as a beautifully detailed skull and life as the scrolling leaves that surround and reclaim it.
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Through the tattered and torn fabric of his death robes, the Grim ReaperÆs grotesque face peers out from the shadow, cold and unmoving with sunken eyes that have seen an eternity. The fabric of time wears thin.
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Through the tattered and torn fabric of his death robes, the Grim ReaperÆs grotesque face peers out from the shadow, cold and unmoving with sunken eyes that have seen an eternity. The fabric of time wears thin.
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The unholiest trinity of which we never dare to speak. Death, Heavy Metal music and....erm....Unicorns. Throwing up the sign of the devil while his majestic rainbow-coloured steed rears up in a very convincingly...
Through the tattered and torn fabric of his death robes, the Grim ReaperÆs grotesque face peers out from the shadow, cold and unmoving with sunken eyes that have seen an eternity. The fabric of time wears thin.
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The unholiest trinity of which we never dare to speak. Death, Heavy Metal music and....erm....Unicorns. Throwing up the sign of the devil while his majestic rainbow-coloured steed rears up in a very convincingly...
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As she leans in for the chilling embrace of Death, one stolen moment of passion is granted before her final journey begins.
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People stare, make comments about how you seem annoyed at everything and everyone. You’ve not even said a word. You’re not grumpy, you’re not nasty, but you are utterly enchanting – it’s just your resting witch face....
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Now I lay me down to sleepà The restful bones of a long-dead embracing couple lay bare and moon-bleached in the silk lined coffin they were buried in. Six feet under, love remains.
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A deathly, decaying spin on a well-known phrase. All at once, we are gagged, blinded and deafened by the bleakness of death as it looms ever-present. We must not speak of evil, but we are ready to shout out loud about...
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Now I lay me down to sleepà The restful bones of a long-dead embracing couple lay bare and moon-bleached in the silk lined coffin they were buried in. Six feet under, love remains.
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