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Status: Single
City: EVERETT
State: Washington
Country: US
Signup Date: 3/17/2006

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Monday, November 16, 2009 

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-
Wednesday, December 12, 2007 
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