HOME | DD

Description
“I can feel it grow,
Starting like a little storm,
Itching in my toes,
But it’s will to take over
Ain’t quite that small,
I can feel it grow.

I can hear it moan,
I can hear it’s bitter cries.
In my veins it crawls,
Underneath my tongue it hides,
I’m in control.

An error in my genesis,
The reason why I started this.
Where did we go wrong?

Don’t you know, in the end,
You’re no stronger of hand,
You are no stronger of heart?
Don’t you know in the end
We’ll be tragically torn apart
If we can’t control the storm?

Does it get to you,
Fury in your fingertips?
Does it get you too,
Turning hands to angry fists
In rageful bliss?

Oh, does it get to you,
Crying all your lullabies?
Do you lick your wounds
Wondering how we could try
To stop this useless fight?

An error in my genesis,
The reason why I started this.
Where did we go wrong?

Don’t you know, in the end,
You’re no stronger of hand,
You are no stronger of heart?
Don’t you know in the end
We’ll be tragically torn apart
If we can’t control the storm,
Control the storm?”

[ Control The Storm – Delain ]

I thought I was going to save this title for another idea I had, but when I saw the photo I thought it would fit perfectly. Actually, I was just pointing to my mother where she should have tried to take the photo for Silver Lining , as I felt the sky was too light from that angle (which eventually proved right), but the photo works quite well on its own, so here it is.
The location is the Cuga dam in Sardinia, Italy.

Photo, concept, editing, model, styling, grooming: GothicNarcissus Photography

Assistant: DamaInNero

Description
“I can feel it grow,
Starting like a little storm,
Itching in my toes,
But it’s will to take over
Ain’t quite that small,
I can feel it grow.

I can hear it moan,
I can hear it’s bitter cries.
In my veins it crawls,
Underneath my tongue it hides,
I’m in control.

An error in my genesis,
The reason why I started this.
Where did we go wrong?

Don’t you know, in the end,
You’re no stronger of hand,
You are no stronger of heart?
Don’t you know in the end
We’ll be tragically torn apart
If we can’t control the storm?

Does it get to you,
Fury in your fingertips?
Does it get you too,
Turning hands to angry fists
In rageful bliss?

Oh, does it get to you,
Crying all your lullabies?
Do you lick your wounds
Wondering how we could try
To stop this useless fight?

An error in my genesis,
The reason why I started this.
Where did we go wrong?

Don’t you know, in the end,
You’re no stronger of hand,
You are no stronger of heart?
Don’t you know in the end
We’ll be tragically torn apart
If we can’t control the storm,
Control the storm?”

[ Control The Storm – Delain ]

I thought I was going to save this title for another idea I had, but when I saw the photo I thought it would fit perfectly. Actually, I was just pointing to my mother where she should have tried to take the photo for Silver Lining , as I felt the sky was too light from that angle (which eventually proved right), but the photo works quite well on its own, so here it is.
The location is the Cuga dam in Sardinia, Italy.

Photo, concept, editing, model, styling, grooming: GothicNarcissus Photography

Assistant: DamaInNero