A.F.I. - *Death Of Seasons*
Of late
its harder just to go outside
to leave this deadspace with hatred so alive,
writhing with sickness
thrown into banality
(I decay)
killed by the weakness,
but forced to

Cave Nick - A Box for Black Paul


You are my new god
On a day of spiritual silence
This world won't seem so odd
When we form a new alliance
To take us far above the norm
To take us to a world reborn
To take us to the plane of which we seek
You turn my water into wine
Send a shiver down my spine
I'll follow you because you are the one
The one that gives me energy
Let's me touch the things I see
I'll follow you because you are the one
In the orange sky
We can see our new commitments
At night we search for high
As the lows become a hindrance
To keep us from the higher ground
Where gold and silver can be found
To keep us from the storm we wish to ride
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I Hate Myself - ...And Keep Reaching For Those Stars
i want to be in a motercycle gang
gangreen and mean and fucked up all the time.
picture me on the back of a harley
leather-clad and bad and driving fifty-five.
i want to see things i'll ne