Random Thoughts 9

Yeah

 

anyone got any ideas on what i should blow (hehe) £150 on?

 

Hahaha, you can make your pictures on your player your wallpaper. Guess what pic I picked? VVVV

 

So I picked up Guitar Hero II.

Whoever they got to sing Mother by Danzig SUCKS!!!

 

HAHAHA. wait till you hear Hangar 18 and Laid to Rest...

 

A Kirsten Bell one?

 

The same as my sig

 

Torture provokes to divorce sanity
Horror mummifies victims who plead
Suicide tempts the mind of the mortal, sickened with grief
Godless fate, perception of the lie, debilitate the weak

Upon the altar of sacrificial bliss
I'm damned to be disposed in perpetual fire
Dismantled youth, forced and shaped my being
Predestined fate nurtures the act of sinning and drives me to

Bind torture kill, You judge my world
Your views have been mistaken
The sickness stems deeper than it seems

I bind to keep, Torture one to strengthen
And kill the weak who fail to meet the needs
Unstable diagnosis, detained to live a victim of myself
Predestined fate nurtures the act of sinning and drives me to

Bind torture kill, Crippled soul, Desensitized
Restraints impeded, Evolving my rage
Bind torture kill, Sanity diminishing
Internal wars desecrate, Re-haunting me
Lunacy dictates my being

Enslaved until my demise surrenders me
Until then I must feed the demons
Fuel my rage and commence haunting you

Bind torture kill, Disposed mental state
Confides my will to tolerate, My plea to help denied
You judge my world, Your views have been mistaken

This sickness stems deeper than it seems
I bind to keep, torture one to strengthen
And kill the weak who fail to meet the needs

I'm damned to be disposed in perpetual fire
Dismantled youth forced and shaped my being
Deafening voices fuel my actions
And drive me to bind torture kill

I get the feeling Friskey would dig seeing these guys live.

 

Of course.

I wish Evangeline would do some more photoshoots... but I guess she's kind of busy with the burned house.

 

Oh I heard about Laid To Rest. I'm scared to even listen to it.

 

The guy talks through the whole thing. it sounds like the same guy that fucked up Cowboys From Hell

 

Yeah, I would be too if my FUCKING HOUSE BURNED DOWN!

 

Yeah, of course. But I think she's living with Dom now so...

Maybe he did it! He probably was like "Why is it taking her so long..." Or Not.

 

Dom is an arsonist

 

It's more likely Evangeline did it herself, with the setting her dad's house on fire on Lost and all.

 

!

 

Poor Evi, getting accused of burning her own house.

 

Why am I here?
What did you say? Stop talking to me
Once I was told therefore I am not
My father once told me to shut up, shut up

Is this where I came from?
Do I know you? Is this real or not?
Where do I belong?
As I was correcting my head I feel ill

Hurts to comprehend
My translucent patterns of delirium
Shut up, shut up you

The pieces no longer fit the puzzle
My glue will no longer hold me
Is this all in my head? Or is that you talking to me?
Who goes there? and why have you come?

Leave me be, lock the door behind you
Let go of my head
I seem to have misplaced myself
Can you help me find my way?

 

http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=1178684965

That's something.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UtNKMRNl7r4&eurl=/index

That's just awesome.

 

Plead for your soul, my world is law
Uprise the tyrannous
Wars disguise and justify damnable needs
Re-haunting souls in graveyards of atrocities

Crippled in my mind... desecrate and alter the state of my faith
Conscience that's over-ruled, destroy and tarnish the will of one
Masses who mourn, curse, and despise and martyr beloved ones
Land that once bred our existence now holds the cold of crypts

Perpetrators of this dreadful evil still exist
Crippling fear alters the focus of life that is
Youth denied, exist in a state of war
Adapt or die as kids

Law of the infidel, kill or be killed
Goal of the infidel, destroy and rebuild
Reward of the chosen few, power we've gained
Fate shared by all, Pain, Pain, Pain

War scars traumatize and burn truth in flesh
Blood stains paint that led lives to death
land that once bred our existence now holds the cold crypts

Perpetators of this dreadful evil still exist
Crippling fear alters the focus of life that is trained to destroy your fate
And will, Kill or be killed

Law of the infidel, kill or be killed
Goal of the infidel destroy and rebuild
Reward of the chosen few, power we've gained
Fate shared by all, pain, pain, pain

I love how their singer twitches his hand beside his head during blast beats, similarly representing the "tomahawk chop".