

The Holder of BalanceIn any city in any country, go to any mental institution or half-way house you can get yourself intoThe Holder of Balance
Walk up to the receptionist and ask in a hushed tone for the holder of balance. She will ignore you, but continue asking until she puts down whatever she is doing and dials a number. Wait patiently with an impassive expression on your face, arms behind your back. She will start talking to the person on the other end of the phone, and then suddenly remember your presence. She will point you down a very plain white hall. Thank her coolly and walk down it, confidently, until you reach the end. It is very important that you main


A Dance with DeathGrasping at straws, I watch you slip away Through my pale white fingers Your silky touch Lingering in my mind To haunt me while I sleep, Restlessly I dream Of unknown shadows, Unknown heroes of old.A Dance with Death
Ill grasp at your silhouette In the window Between past and mortality Anger and frustration All I have left to do Is burn the final bridge Will you give me my torch? Or will I learn to burn With the light of rage And will I learn to burn With the light of temptation? Holding us back again Just tell me my eyes a


CrowsIn over my headCrows
Your eyes pull me to my feet
I stand above the crows
Not even listening to the sound
Who speaks to me? (Keep falling)
Above a pit of darkness
Too deep to fathom
The strings break
The shaking chaos
Eyes shut but images dont stop
Who speaks to me? (Keep falling)
If I told you to listen
Could you set aside your soul?
This twist of fate none saw
Locked inside this new tragedy
Your voice spells out a path Dark and awesome, cloaked in mystery I


The Darker Side of NonsenseI sit in my room Your scent, clinging to me As I clutch your blade Turning it softly, catching the light It burns my nostrils Reminding me of you As you no doubt sit and think of me Think of what I could do for you I look at it Its beauty profound I cant help but think That maybe those lies are true Maybe I am more to you Than a simple tool That I am more than just a means To you I might be an endThe Darker Side of Nonsense
But I forget too easily I forget all you have done All that you have said to me It is so easy to believe That maybe
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I'm going to hell anyway, might as well make it worth it ;D
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"LAUGH, MINION, LAUGH!!!"
"You've caught teh pr0nz!!"
"Mmm topless beaches, are there any a better kind?"
me: "MANWHORE!"
Reaper: "REGULAR WHORE!"
......God I love my friends
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I'm going to hell anyway, might as well make it worth it ;D
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