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Login:	penguin
Role:	Community Supporter
Mood:	Depressed - Mood history
Real Name:	tony
Gender:	Male
Status:	Single & not looking
Location:	Plymouth, Massachusetts, U.S.A.
Birthdate:	Not entered
My +Buddies:	!!Lushy!!, !System_FX, ::Beautiful::, c.hao.s, fine_redhead, foxyallana01, Headspin, JENIUS, jungle_undiez, MissAlly, Mystee, Sex*Kitten, SnickerDoodles, SuGar_buZz, ~Snoopy~
+Buddy Of:	::Beautiful::, c.hao.s, foxyallana01, Mystee, redgirl, SnickerDoodles, SuGar_buZz
Bio:	good bands a black rose burial a dozen furies a life once lost a love ends suicide a perfect circle ac/dc aerosmith the acacia strain the agony scene all shall perish all that remains animosity arch enemy as blood runs black as hope dies as i lay dying automata the autumn offering between the buried and me the black dahila murder black my heart the bled bleed the sky bledding through burn in silence the burning season caliban the classic struggle drakest hour dead means nothing dead to fall death follows daybreak demon hunter despised icon ed gein elysia ebrace the end the end of 6000 years everytime i die the faceless fall of serenity first blood fragments of unbecoming from a second story window glass casket god dethroned guns n roses the haunted heaven shall burn himsa i killed the prom queen if hope dies inflames inked in blood integirty into the moat invocation of nehek it dies today jimi hendrix job for a cowboy killing theory killswitch engage lamb of god led zeppeplin ligeia linkin park martyr ad metallica mind fed violence misery signals meaera nights like these nonpoint norma jean nothingface the ocean on broken wings pantera parkway drive [ink floyd poison the well rage against the machine rammstein the red chrod the red death remembering never rifles at recess shades of eden shattered realm the showdown since the flood snapcase soulfly still remains suicide silence summers end system of a down the taste of blood terror texas is on fire through the eyes of the dead tool unearth war of ages winter solstice with blood come cleansing with dead hands rising zombies ate my neighbors embrace the end Carbombs and Conversations Tonight you better wear your funeral dress And I'll dress in burial drag 'Cause this one is to the end of an era Now fate is gnashing at our heels And soon we must succumb We'll be the scapegoats for generations past Born into this grave With heavy hearts we march hand in hand This is the bed that they have made for us This is the cross that they have hung us up on This our trophy What's left of divine corpse Arteries harden Stain crimson soil From which we began Oceans run black with the fuel of our wars Vultures descend from looming clouds overhead Let us drown in bile Antibiotic genetically mutated hormones intravenously ingested Infest and infect the same womb that bore you Burrow inside and sustain on the flesh Force feed the giver of life with the shit of our excess This is the bed that they have made for us This is the corpse that they have hung us up on This is our trophy What's left of the corpse Tear the silver shovel from clamped corroded teeth Gnawing on the fingers of the hand rthat feeds Wading through shallow vomit We widow the faithful Bathe in the blood of the land Hang every martyr and stone every prophet Fuck on the fat of the mother And we're all staying warm tonight Parade us through the city piling all your transgressions on our heads And our shoes made of stone will drag through the streets of shame With every step a lifetime passes With every inch a mile flashes Prodding on to the river to cleanse our filthy hearts Stumble down muddy banks and wash our sins away Life is not your resource to exploit Just sit and watch as this vulgar rape ensues Tradition dies slowly and all of this is lost on you Infest and infect the same womb that bore you Burrow inside and sustain on the flesh Force feed the giver of life with the shit of our excess So raise your glass We're all staying warm tonight We drink the wine and we piss in the well Heaven shall burn - Antigone The Weapon They Fear Words - these words of freedom A bequest - never to be silenced In this world of lies, the truth, it means resistance To make the masses see and sense their needs He healed so many aching hearts and wounds And threw back the baseness - back to where it came from Aspired from the middle of his brothers Charged this suffering and oppression One single voice became a storm His words and melodies - the weapon they fear Threw back the baseness - back from where it came Nobody is chosen to suffer Nobody is destined to rule Gagged his mouth but not his songs, the songs we sing Fettered his hands but not the words he wrote These songs we'll sing! "Silence and screams are the end of my song." - Victor Jara
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