| Hi all and to all a good night |
[Dec. 31st, 2004|12:00 am] |
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| |  Hopful | ] |
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| | It's The End Of The World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine) | ] |
Will to all who may care to leave no ill will. My time is done bought, borrowed conned, and even stolen, I've run out. Things have changed and must be completed. I no-longer can be with my beautiful Red haired Angel. This Seraphi must move on. Knowing the purple haired one was fun too. But all things come too a end as this has for it's time. Though if theirs one saying of humans i hold and hope is true. Is that [Love conquers all!] too be true.
I'll have friend drop in now then.
Too all a good night
M
*That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane and Lenny Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn - world serves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs. Feed it off an aux speak, grunt, no, strength. Ladder start to clatter with fear fight down height. Wire in a fire, represent the seven games a government for hire and a combat site. Left of west and coming in a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trumped, tethered cropped. Look at that low playing! Fine, then. Uh oh, overflow, population, common food, but it'll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleed dummy with the rapture and the revered in the right - right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty psyched.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign towers. Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself churn. Locking in, uniforming, book burning, blood letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate. Light a candle, light a votive. Step down, step down. Watch your heel crush, crushed. Uh oh, this means no fear cavalier. Renegade steer clear! A tournament, tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives and I decline.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
The other night I dreamt ot knives, continental drift divide. Mountains sit in a line, Leonard Bernstein, Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs. Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You symbiotic, patriotic, slam book neck, right? Right.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine...fine...
(It's time I had some time alone)*
[Dec. 33th, 1919|00:00 am] |
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| Dark Matter |
[Nov. 24th, 2004|10:31 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | Dark | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Rednex - Cotton Eye Joe [4:12]/Taty - yn [4:17 | ] |
The darkness has begun to corrode my beautiful wings. As the Dark Matter begun to fill my blade. Has my shield cracked did something get through my liquid metal armor. Could this be true has this darkness Truly come from with in.
Thats ok i'll make a Great King Pin. Hello Purple Gang
Rammstein - Engel [4:23]
Bloodhound Gang - Bad Touch [4:18] |
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| Stars Harts |
[Nov. 14th, 2004|11:58 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  Hardcore | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Taty - yn [4:17] - DPV/Rammstein - Engel [4:23] | ] |
Small Angels fight over their place. Large ones sit held by their grace. Till their laws begin to mean nothing the hart wakes. His sword draws to save love. With risk of his own sides justice. Now that it's out his head turns as though it never happened. Too save face, Too save grace.
Why do we Hurt the small ones we love?
Poor little robot Gally
OPM - Heaven Is A Half Pipe |
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| Dark Knight |
[Sep. 25th, 2004|01:53 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | numb | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Rammstein - Sonne | ] |
We fly though the night with our Ion matter weapons, Fighting for people who rarely see our true faces. Envies of there gifts they just throw away. Though we love our little brothers it just a sham some of us want to take their gifts away. So our swords clashes causing the stars themselves too crush into a dark place even light cannot escape yet all here is in a equal state. |
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| The stars |
[Jul. 28th, 2004|12:03 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  blank | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Phoenix_Wing_-_Melankolia | ] |
For I am known to some as a savorier and a destroyer to another. I have thrown the morning star form they throne with a sword full of Ions. Though all I wish is to please the greatness. This is part of who i am. |
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| Nothing new really |
[Jul. 28th, 2004|12:01 am] |
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The darkness is all around it is up, it is down. It can take you so high that it is all around is heaven or just a vacuum |
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| New To this relm |
[Jul. 17th, 2004|12:33 am] |
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Hi to any who somehow stumble here. I'm new too this relm And how this funtions in total here. Any ideas I might take may be good. |
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