Favorite bands :
I love anything insane. And by insane, I'm not referring to bullet for my valentine or HIM. I'm talking about Behemoth, Zyklon, Vehemence, Hateplow, Anal Cunt, Machine Head, Fear Factory, Nile, Behemoth, Devildriver, Machine Head, Arch Enemy, In Flames...etc.
Favorite guitarists :
Dimebag Darrel, Dino Cazares, Devin Townsend, pretty much the classics.
Favorite bassists :
Dunno. Never payed much attention to bass.
Favorite books :
Satanic bible, original bible, through the ashes of angels, Tpow, elegant universe, various college papers and scientific books.
Favorite tv :
"Humanity has advanced, when it has advanced, not because it has been sober, responsible, and cautious, but because it has been playful, rebellious, and immature."
Favorite movies :
God. Anything bloody or evil or dark or completely psychotic.
So this is the way we see life come to descend
Cosmic birth to expiration suffer the wrath
Born on the orbiting casket fight to the end
Stranded on our rocky tombstone await the bloodbath
Stars and sky so bleak in light, soulless passage is in sight
Clutched to our good books and prayers he watches every day and night
Hailed in our mighty gears and guns that span our lives and minds
Blessed in his holy design a burning light that simply blinds
Survival rests in our
Mastery over god
Is this light we hail no more than a fear?
Is our eternal damnation what we suffer here?
Malevolence (X4)
The sacred pages that define
A shepherds cast who befell
Should do no better than
Lead them straight to hell
Each suited and tied, their identity denied
Wading through a sea of divine blood and blades
The individual's spark doused under holy divide
Concluding the race with baptized guns and grenades
Crucifix and altars end, be it blessing or dissent
Shrines and temples caught in holy crossfire to death imminent
Bound by book and blood we panic to cleanse our inherent sin
Righteous fathers bear the sons who reap the seeds planted within
Choose a god to follow ignorance
Leave the path and suffer insolence
Brought to ash by technical difference
Sworn to death in reverence
Bullets and bombs they'll spread their god to you all
Be it violence or shame they'll make you trust in god
Someday the sky will crack and the sun will fall
On the head of a god who's but a mirror abroad
Stars and sky so bleak in light, soulless passage is in sight
Clutched to our good books and prayers he watches every day and night
Hailed in our mighty gears and guns that span our lives and minds
Blessed in his holy design a burning light that simply blinds
I'm Ricky. I trudge my way through this mankind, with little or no respect traded in between us. Simplistic and easy going, I feel that the quickest and most foolproof solution to a problem is through pure violence. Some say I'm weird or stupid or downright retarded, but that's okay, because when the chips are down, I know who adds up to what and what will work for me. I see everybody else's futility and question my own. I have an insatiable bloodlust and I am told that I am a sexual deviant. I love to draw, write music, perform music, write stories and hang out with the few friends I can stand. I am friendly at first. So don't hesitate to talk. Who knows. You might learn something.
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