Sexe : Male
Statut : Célibataire
Age : 21
Zodiaque: Verseau
Ville : Dover
Pays: UK
Date d’inscription :: 10/03/2005
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vendredi, mai 25, 2007 9:18
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Into the dark i stare again Waiting at the gates staring into her eyes The souless of Neptune is she The only one who has entranced me Cha'ya... i mutter Watching the same fanged creature who i see everyday Yet he is my ally She is not... currently Such wrongs i have written her in the past By her name such crimes Yet her angelic vampiric eyes And how her celetrial bite she makes me forget... Those nightmares i seem to crave away Until the day when i first gazed her eyes again Only she has unlocked my black wings... Bleeding from the weight of my families sins And yet my own misgivings from my decorated past The more she bites the more i am purified They will turn back to white one day How i long for serenity within her eyes Even the vampiric gaze can affect a garou if he has human emotions tied to it But where my heart longs where but my head directs me another To reawaken the mortal who's immortal trait I locked away because of my mistake Hmmm... I almost let him kill her His anger is almost as bad as mine... Hmm... Is that her design on us two? To stop us from attempting what she fears? Gaia? Will you see that we will not be at ends at each other for long Raziel and I We grew smart to it ages ago Fate A human belief Human emotions taint the family Vor ich bin die Fuhrer die Valentines Ja... Ich weiss... Fuhrer Therefore i know everything that binds and taints us And as I lay down to sleep Pray the Lady my soul to take For if i return before i wake Purify my lady will forsake I'm so tired of humanity currently I long for spirit and pagan kind The only bloom in my bed of dead flowers The black and red roses of the family And the liles that i was first buried in Millenia ago So long... Yet not time yet... If only Gaia knew what we shall do... If only she knew... Death awaits us but who awaits death
 | Actuellement j'écoute: The Dark Third Par Pure Reason Revolution Date de publication : 25 July, 2006 |
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dimanche, avril 22, 2007 6:01
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I've just got back from Queen Mary's Hospital, near Sidcup [For all people from overseas who are likely to read this, its in the suburbs of London]. My great-grandad is there at the moment after suffering from Critical Cardiac Failure. Yeah. His heart started to fail. I'm not going to complain tho, the NHS, tho fucked up as it is, has treated him well and today he seems better according to my Nan and Great-Grandma who have visited him since he was admitted on Friday.
Ok. He is 96 tomorrow, Monday the 22nd of April. He was a baby during the first world war, and survived the bombs and the shelling of London in the second. He's seen the crowning of Elizabeth II and a fair few royal weddings. And to be honest, he looked bad today. He's lost alot of weight and is shaking and out of breath alot. I'm not sure of how much longer he will be with us. But if he goes, he goes its a fact of life, we all get ill, old and die. We all die.
And whilst this happens, i've been watching my family basically fall apart due to my aunt [Please see an earlier journal dated in the December/January region] and have had to deal with stupid mistakes, low-self confidence and lack of enthusiam in alot of things. Well seeing him today like that, i VOW to change. Its time i grew up a little and took so responsibility for my actions and my lifestyle i'm choosing.
Today. Everything was put into prespective
To my great-grandfather George Robbins.
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vendredi, mars 16, 2007 11:03
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I've been cautious with the words i extend Allow, this year, before my world starts to end In the hope of things that wont happen to come... This is a bare-faced truth of my world coming undone The words that i write are slowly becoming torn apart infront of me As i lay awake reliving my forgetable memories of pain Even inflicted by someone telling me the truth Or my own worrying about something that doesnt really matter So i counted the days left on my hand... And i left the light on so i could trip over myself again As you ignore the words of your obnoxious little brother And i dare to believe that you last a lifetime with me. I carve you name across my arm With every wish its hit or miss... All i am is a lier A lier A lier And i'll lie away As you ignore the words of your obnoxious little brother And i dare to believe that you last a lifetime with me. And i'll lay awake for a while because of it. I'll get caught in the days of it I carve you name across my arm With every wish its hit or miss... I'll measure this distance in lies Like a old dog i'll be better off If i get put to sleep I've been cautious with the words i extend Allow, this year, before my world starts to end [Crying] My father's dead... he passed in his sleep And i woke to the sounds of myself crying The dreams i see, that lie in my sleep And i woke to the sounds of myself crying And i woke to the sounds of myself dying Pray for us all Pray for us all Pray for us all Pray for us all Good Apollo... i'm a burning star IV Dear Apollo, i'm burning in the store My dear Fabio... I'm a dying star IV As i lay here in fractured glass and rainy skies I'll sing to myself Coheed inspired luallabies
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vendredi, mars 16, 2007 11:02
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I am falling, i am fading, i am drowning Help me to breathe I am hurting, I have lost it all I am losing Help me to breathe I have lost my self respect slowly and surely... It has been a gradually loss Like the loss of my sleep And what was seeming left of my sanity I dont know where to begin entailling my downfall Or who to blame anymore Anyone but myself I have brains, i have talent... And i have a penchant for the difficult, for the problematic And people who constantly screw me over As i screw over myself... Always its myself In my parnoid little mind In my parnoid little head... But you see, it's not me, it's not my family. In your head, in your head they are fighting, With their tanks and their bombs, And their bombs and their guns. In your head, in your head, they are crying... In your head, in your head, Zombie, zombie, zombie That is all that is in my head Constant infighting and bickering with myself Killing yourself Give up She fucking hates you No one cares about at stupid little boy like you Dissapear Its your fault your mums like this Asshole Freak Geek Goth Loser Demonic Bastard... Just Die Why dont you just die Why dont you just go fucking kill yourself now you've broken your own code Die Die DIE DIEEEEEE I've been so misguided... So tired... So... So... So locked up from myself... I dont see the creature i'm becoming... Hate Self Hate Dispise Self concoted lies... When will i wake up... After the next dream i will After the next dream i will... After i done what i did and went home and slept poorly in my bed I dreamted... I dreamted of her... I dreamted of her and we where together and i had done nothing wrong... Damn intoxicants....
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lundi, février 19, 2007 2:17
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Its hard sometimes, for me to keep alot of my thoughts under-wraps But the years have gone by, and slowly I've become better at mastering my self control Expect for a few moments of madness, where i don't understand who, what, or where i am. And all i see is the crimson red rage My rage My over-fill of emotion pouring out And becoming destructive
It's like a form of self defence, which only leads to my own destruction inevitably I hurt the people who i love the most All they do is say hi Or ask how i am And i bite their heads off in pure hatred When nothing... NOTHING is their fault over whats transpired
Nothing but my own self-hatred My own self-bitterness And my self-dispise
Thats when i begin to cry And scream Sometimes to Slipknot Sometimes to Muse Sometimes to the high heavens
I cry my pain away I wish it away...
Then i begin rebuilding my Terminated self control for the next time The next person
The next night of angish waiting in the dark to happen
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dimanche, février 04, 2007 1:21
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There's never a right time to say goodbye But I gotta make the first move 'Cause if I don't you gonna start hating me Cause I really don't feel the way I once felt about you There's never a right time to say goodbye But we know that we gotta go Our separate ways And I know it's hard but I gotta do it, And it's killing me Cause there's never a right time Right time to say goodbye Sometimes in life You run across a love unknown without a reason it seems like you belong Hold on dear life Dont go off runnin' from whats new I became somebody through lovin you And a thousand times I Found myself asking, "Why? Why?" Why am I taking so long to say this? But trust me, I never Meant to crush your world And I never Thought I would see the day we grew apart And I wanna know Warm was the sun that covered my bodys so Reminded me of you as I first known Those were the days The days that changed my life and made me new I became somebody through lovin you How do you let it go? When you, You just don't know? What's on, The other side of the door When you're walking out, talk about it I hope you understand What I'm tryna say. We just can't go on Pretending that we get along how you not gonna see it? "The writing for us has been on the wall for a time i feel But both of us where to blind to see it. True, its hard To let go But its harder sometimes to admit it That simple truth hidden behind easily spun lies Or mis-fabricated thoughts from the narrowed minded Of a soul, lost in his own mis-reality to see the true meaning of everything thats spoken If you never meant to do that, i never meant to over-react the way i did That is not the way i planned to say My tearful goodbye But my emotions got the better of me again Not the first time i've had to say that about something involving us And philosophically, not the last time either. How do you know? Sometimes you never do till its too late and the damage is already done. Sometimes you don't know quite... The best way to say it Sometimes you dont even know it. But yes, it is about time to walk down seperate roads... I believe that time started along time ago... I just never realised it. In reality. You, My first angel have done nothing wrong. Everything blew up through my misunderstanding and misreading of the situation. People come and people go, the only thing that ever remains true are our values. And maybe ours didnt match enough to fit each other's lifestyles Maybe we are just to different people -sighs and wipes a small tear from his eye- Promise me Leanne No matter what you do No matter where you go Smile For true love for you is just a whisker away. Enjoy life You deserve it I couldn't think of a more fitting person who does. But maybe, this is the time for our long... and final goodbyes"
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jeudi, février 01, 2007 10:51
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Mistaken are fools who believe they can kill the beast And misguiden are mortals who dare underestimate the value of God's will, in all its infinite glory Ride on the sweetest hors, dear Wrath And taste the fury that is bestowed apon you for entering the gate's of forbidden life To the other existance, we shall fly Scream our insecurities to our lover's soul As they play each other for thier saviour's soul Just because you can see more of the true me, sweet child It means FUCK all You have barely begun to touch the surface I am the spirit of Wrath itself, after all A cardinal sin in all but body. I await my unleashing day with The Horsemen Then a few female fuckwits will be my first call Don't say i wouldn't do anything for you human I am the historic you A guide through hell, to help myself return my goal Inhuman actions with lead to human damnation But to see my sweet Jenovah past the gates Through all knowledge I can only wish Live with me, use my rationality Or be damned Because of a whore from the past Fooling you again
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jeudi, février 01, 2007 10:50
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Inhumane actions lead to the damnation of human souls Looking through the light, and the glass, i see that good apollo is ill-fated But this is just a folly A war torn folly Of a solider who long missed the blood of battle, which ended because of the mark of peace drawn under a snow white sky I've spilt blood and draw lines in the sands of time with my actions But for nothing I've lost my life to the bleak and narrow dark streets That shall haunt me forever The people i killed as i went into battle For an amoral cause And it burns my skull. The death of my self into this rightous self-rightousness It makes no sense to me For too long now, i have been standing in the darkness And i have taken death in as my ally And my last resort Until the angel came She took all the darkness i had away And made me aware that there was more to life that the ending of the breathing of the ones you hate I have found a saving grace You dont know the horrors of the dark until you have seen the majesty of the light Light is the eternal forgiveness of a shining star And the dark is the damnation of the forever raging beast Uncontrolable, un-fathomable It has no fear But it fears what it doesnt understand The Light and The Dark Forever fighting for the valor of its followers And the death of its enemies I am, a warrior of the light, an a disiple of the dark The death alchemist some call me But my name is forever etched in my skin along with the names of the people's lives i've taken Shibo No Renkinjutsushi
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jeudi, février 01, 2007 10:50
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The night's sky falls over the town like the force of the sound into my brain Watching the stars over here, will i ever feel normal, will i ever be the same? Because you are the angel, your the light inside of me Pulling at my strings, pushing the hatred out of me Your like the Hell's fire on my Angel Wings, and its A sure starta for the heart of the fire A pure thing, its gunna rock the centre And i know that this will never be the same Diesease, famine, pestilance, i see it everywhere i turn, burning inside it hurts, it burns Watching the fire as it rains down from the sky Hold me so near to you, hold me so tight Im scared that this hatred will bring the worst out of me And Your like the Hell's fire on My Angel wings A sure starta for the heart of the fire A pure thing, its gunna rock the centre And i know that this never be the same That the heat will make us go insane Bring on the cold, the dark of the light Fuck the narrow, the darkest delight Come on dear fellow, ill burn you tonight. She said to me, you better stop your search You've be deluded now, for so long its beginning to hurt You need to sort yourself out boy, before she comes home Back to where she belongs, and you should be there Hurt her and ill hurt you Desert her and you'll know what ill do She loves you with more than her soul, Be a fool and you'll see the FALL HELLS FIRE FALLING ON MY ANGEL WINGS POURING THE TRAUMA, THE PAIN FROM BEFORE NIGHTS FIRE, IT CRINGS AS IT DESTORTS THE FEELINGS THEY HURT, THEY'RE FUCKING IMPURE It's two long years now and times have changed, But still the words of before so intact remain The fire's delight of my dancing heart This time might now my world will start To change the angles of the angel's of the night I have once fucked a change to put my mistakes right But i wont let them demons haunt me no more They are the first, and last, the souls of the impure Hell's fire falling on my Angel wings Pouring the trauma, the violent delight of the gore Night's fire, buring so brightly as it destrots in my mind The feelings of pain are fading, but remain impure I never broke that promise, i just made it to someone new A second, and third turning moment. Some new chance to turn the screw With the gun of the emotional psyonic in-bound The elder goddess i love, i'll have the fucker who hurt her found Just to get my sweet revenge for the anger i've brewed Everything has changed in two years, but nothing seems new. Hell's fire is here again Grab the sword Time to fly Time to mend
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jeudi, février 01, 2007 10:45
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Happy nation living in a happy nation Where the people understand And dream of the perfect man A situation leading to sweet salvation For the people for the good For mankind brotherhood What is perfection in a world so littered with people picking at thier flaws Which to the naked eye, are not so there I've seen alot of People, if they wanted to be called that Whom have thought because they have had the world against them whilst they grew up For example, bullying and the likes. Who have a very low Self-Image of themselves When, infact... there is not that much wrong But apperances decieve at times, its their ACTIONS which mark them out for who they are. And i onced Loved this person i'm specifically talking about. Obviously brought up thinking she was the grey goosling in that god forsaken children's shite, she failed to see what she could of had. But, her actions towards me made me saw past her beauty in my eyes. Constantly craving perfection because of the super-model culture, she failed to see what i could see at the time And then i grew wise to her. Ideas by man are only that will last And over time we've learned from the past That no man's fit to rule the world alone A man will die but not his ideas Never say never again they say. I refuse to listen to them, i gave her to many chances and she shot me down in the flames of living her own so-called Happy Nation And now, quite rightly. I FUCKING DESPISE HER And she bloody well knows it Dont you Caz? Stop craving your own perfection and making up fake flaws And start doing something about your TRUE flaws Like the fact you drive away everyone who ever cares about you and maybe i'll ask in the future, when things have panned out differently Voulez-vous danser avec moi se soir?
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