When a black drape of silky velvet covers the city. Finding yourself drowning in a wardrobe of deep reds and thick blacks. When you crave for the clouds to be of your darker shades and for the darkness to prevail, once it does none to look forward to. When one says you are on a pedestal and up in the latter, you consider yourself dark, just remember there is a place for you and just as there is a place for me and as we both have a place we share this place, its called Gothic Royalty.