Tag: hozier

aziraphvle:

love how all of hozier’s lyrics imply that either a. he will one day be murdered and buried by the hands of his lover, a beautiful and mysterious woman who renders him utterly powerless or b. it’s already happened

malfvoys:

malfvoys:

it’s officially the first day of spring which means porridge weather is over and hozier is finally done making his oatmeal and can now again release MUSIC 

for those of you who are ignorant of hozier’s hibernation habits

hotcommunist:

me, uncovering a shallow grave of moss and driftwood: hey hozier what’s the mood for pride

hozier, blinking up at the light, awakened from his slumber: the ghost of the lesbian that possessed me when I wrote work song asks that the parades be bathed in light so beautiful it is hitherto unknown outside of the golden hours, that her children be protected, that everyone has a place in the shade to rest with the fawns and magpies, and that cops are drowned.

me, tucking him back in until it’s a new moon: thanks bud

sarsastark:

hi mtv, my name’s hozier and THIS is my moss-covered rock