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Hiatus on our own accountEvery man for himself They have fallen on their own swords. Selfish acts and selfish desires. Listen to the words I say Remember your place Live securley, but not freely For with freedom is a price Lay yourselves down There is freedom in humility Lay yourselves down or else this town is going straight to Hell Their destiny is destruction And they replace God with their stomachs Their Glory is in their shame Don't you see that I weep for you? Do you not see my passion for your children oh God? Wake up sleeper, rise from the dead, and Christ will shine onHiatus on our own account
by ~brandonhayslette
Pertaining to MeYour insecurity is showing.Pertaining to Me
Your face worries me, but your feelings about yourself are what hurts me most.
My eyes show fear for you.
Your eyes though are empty.
Every time you look somewhere you look up to someone you wish you were.
Why can't you accept yourself? I love you, love yourself.
Dear God, save your children! We have given ourselves to materials I am who I am, and I am accepted.
Dear God I raise my flags. I surrender myself. My actions:yours My feelings:yours My insecurities:yours.
by ~brandonhayslette
Circles and Solitude“Over here! I’m in this corner! Give me a glance.Circles and Solitude
Give me moment I ask for a hello, an introduction
I ask for your love Do you not care? I thought you were here for me”
You show them your back when you should show love They feed off of little bread, and are still hungry Walls built by the hands of selfish men, and not willing hearts Invite them to come back Do you care about lives? Or numbers in a congregation? You take their money but give nothing in return I see no desire in their eyes to come back You wonde
by ~brandonhayslette
The BalladTheir sound is unheard of. A choir of dead voices The violinist plays a sad song on violin of broken strings; Winding and winding again, an excruciating melody to say the least A conductor without a face we all know, leading them Playing as if they welcome the grave Aching: Oh how they hurt! Painless: But they don’t know their own inflictions Beg me to join they do, conforming to this fate-bound band I will not May this monotone anthem never sing againThe Ballad
by ~brandonhayslette
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Ladies And GentlemenLadies and Gentlemen! (Dead part I)Ladies And Gentlemen
We are the dead brigade An army that bares sad allegiance Such a broken quintet orchestra as to bring you the inside of our veins Wave the flags, point at death Break the kegs, spill the wine We've brought the guns tonight We've brought the guns tonight Lose the smile, shake the table We'll move with shame tonight Let's move the shame tonight And die
by ~aRedPaintedHeart
Me Without YouMe Without YouMe Without You
The smell of death came up alongside me
and choked my last breathe, my figment of hope. The dead ones whispered so cunningly,
“Come! Lie with us in the mud here along the broken road.” Their blooded smiles and twisted necks so captivating.
Oh, this blood-filled massacre. What good may come of this? Anything? It must be better than the life I live today…
And with that, I lay in the living graveyard with the dead ones. Never hoping again. I cried out with my pathetic, feeble voice. for the fire scorched my tongue and I
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- Current Residence: Pa
- Interests: music, shows, sushi
- Favourite movie: kung pow, totally awesome
- Favourite band or musician: The Chariot
- Favourite genre of music: hardcore/metal
- Favourite artist: tim bubb
- Favourite poet or writer: Josh Scogin, Andrew Schwab
- Favourite photographer: Julie D00gz
- Favourite style of art: i dont know what its called. go to julies deviant.
- MP3 player of choice: ipod
- Shell of choice: what?
- Favourite game: apples to apples
- Favourite gaming platform: wherever we play
- Favourite cartoon character: optimus prime, spiderman
- Personal Quote: "That's where my cocaine addiction started"
- Tools of the Trade: voice.
- Website: http://www.myspace.com/112
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good luck at the show tonite.
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... you just got mondo cool points.
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And it all boils down to one quotable phrase
"If you love something, give it away"
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Tim tell you about the site?
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Well, she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor just for the attention.
Cause that's just ridiculously odd.
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