Dwelling

"That body’s not so beautiful, I know.
It’s not the highest temple for a god.
I understand, refuse to freeze
And I’m so cold, oh, I’m so cold, oh, I’m so cold, oh, I’m so…

I was a statue in velvet skin you stole.
Somebody’s arms have wrapped me in a wing.
You’ll understand if I could freeze
I wouldn’t care, I wouldn’t care, I wouldn’t care.

I seem to be dwelling.
Seem to be dwelling.
I sustain in a frame,
I seem to be dwelling.

Did you know your body’s just a cavern for your soul?
Souls will drift, the aimlessly adrift will dwell on shores
Of unrest, where oceans rage will make its nest,
And I feel strange.

Your body’s just a cavern for your soul.
Where do the lost ones go?
Your body’s just a cavern for your soul.
Free me from this mortal cage I know.
Your body’s just a cavern for your soul, ooh.
Do you feel disengaged like you’re dwelling there?"

_{[ Dwelling – Rose Chronicles ]}


A diptych assembled by Veronica of two of the latest photos we took during the session, which is why I look kind of tired already. Nevertheless, I like how they came out.
Taken in Bologna, Italy.

Photo, editing: contessanera
Model, styling, make up: GothicNarcissus
Hair: Wiegenlied

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