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Monday, November 16, 2009
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Current mood:  frisky
So everyone knows that we have been taking some time off to kind of re-tool the band and work some kinks out. As
of today will be looking for a new bass
player. We had someone in line, he was real solid, had about 4-5 songs down and ready to go but just didn't work
out. So if you are serious about playing then you can message us @ ..withscarstoprov..e@gmail.com. Please do not leave any comments on the myspace because we will not approve them. Here are some of the criteria you must meet:
-must have pro gear -must have solid chops -must have a job and own transportation -be able to pay $50 month for practice rent -must know "at least" 2 of the songs off of the myspace solid to come out -be able to play shows in state and out of state on weekends -Tour when we can (we are all dudes that have jobs as well) -NO
FUCKING JUNKIES!! (we don't care if you drink or smoke a little weed,
but if it gets in the way of being a productive member then that is a
problem.)
If you feel like you are able to fit those expectations then go ahead and E-mail us and we can set up an audition. Thank you -WSTP-
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Wednesday, December 12, 2007
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Learn em up and sing em with us.
2 mins hate We're told not to speak what we say must first all be ok'ed The thought police are listening The streets have been littered with flyers full of propaganda Newspeak double think in the end we will fall Follow but I know This is another fucking two minutes hate In preparation for this two minutes hate Eleven sharp gather 'round pull up a chair next to me We will spit we will scream at the voice of our enemy Depicted is a war no doubt an exaggeration For this thought I am dead in time I will fall Follow but I know This is another fucking two minutes hate In preparation for this two minutes hate Hate two minutes propaganda Waking the dead Walked into an old building on a deserted road My heart raced as I entered, it was so dark and cold This is a voodoo headshop not just any store He had a book in his hand asked him what its for He said waking the dead Don't even bother with this book its pure evil He cracked a smile when I asked him what its called He said necronomicon they call it the book of the dead necronomicon they call it the book of the dead blood was used as ink I had to have this book like Nephilims were calling me The djinn have spoken, what am I conjuring Uriel, the arch angel, waits in the abyss Waking the dead Bow your head say your prayers thanks to me this is the end necronomicon they call it the book of the dead necronomicon they call it the book of the dead blood will be spilt for Im envoking pure evil the curse on creation as it has been written its not a game the dead will walk once again now sloppy party bottom bad news never seems to have good timing. bedside damn I hate to see you crying please don't take these tears for weakness. You have no idea what real pain is just stay with me I wont let go and promise me you will never overlook that sunset take your time for granted I wont soon forget what he said to me when I die you will remember my name I will not die in vain you will remember my name Ill never die just stay with me I wont let go and promise me you will never overlook that sunset take your time for granted I wont soon forget what he said to me when I die you will remember my name I will not die in vain you will remember my name Ill never die I will live forever in you I will live forever through you Cod piece This is my final showdown enter the demons lair Ill fight 'til he has fallen or I am laid to rest I must seek out this demon for hes controlling me I cannot shake this feeling like its inside my head The gates midnight this is the witching hour. the gates midnight into the darkness The steps thirteen is this my final hour. The steps thirteen eternal dark No chance in hell youll burn youll fail No faith disbelief lie awake lose sleep Ive seen the gates of hell and on them is inscribed, "here all mistrust shall be abandoned And here shall perish every craven thought" I pushed the iron gates and entered the darkness my fear is my only courage Ive seen the gates of hell and on them is inscribed, "here all mistrust shall be abandoned And here shall perish every craven thought" I pushed the iron gates and entered the darkness my fear is my only courage I finally found the demon. I found the demons me
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