“Hymn of the Needle Freak”

I have been known as “Daxiarose”.

Dax. I. Arose.

I chose the name because I felt a deep connection to the lyrics written by Dax Riggs. His voice has saved me many, many times.

From Acid Bath to Agent of Oblivion to his own name. The music was already there but I can and will say those tones of his cadence shook me to my core and allowed me safety. Wording that could turn away the so-called best of beat and gathered those who felt lost...defeated.

“Scream of the Butterfly”. 🦋 

Album art by John Wayne Gacy...

Destruction and beauty all wrapped up to confine the world in such a way that until that plastic comes off, you never get the best parts.

Judgement is a son of a bitch.

Unwrap a gift.

Take a chance.

I’m so thankful I found the album and found this symphony of realism.

Pain & perfection.

Turmoil & Terrificness.

Horror & Happiness.

I hear the hymns in me & feel like a needle freak.

A heroin addict hearing the world thrive.

Chaos and calm.

I wish, want, hope & pray that others know this collective uncertainty and use it to fuel their art.

Beauty is subjective.

Pain is reality.

Life is what you choose to make it.

You have four vents...

Make the best use you can, before it’s too late.