Favorite bands :
Dream Theater, Death, Between the Buried and Me, The Black Dahlia Murder, Abigail Williams, Amon Amarth, The Mark of Man, 8 Foot Sativa, Lamb of God, At the Gates, Dark Tranquillity, In Flames, Decrepit Birth
Favorite guitarists :
John Petrucci, Chuck Schuldiner, Paul Waggoner, Dusty Warring, John Kempainen, Brian Eschbach.
Lay waste to the oceans, throw out all remaining visage.
Hang indifference upon that almighty holy gallow's pole.
Close your eyes, throw with hope,
Open the lids to see everything fall to ruin.
Such is the mysticism of our beliefs.
What else could happen, if we follow false idols.
What else could happen, take to the skies.
Throw your spears, kill the light,
We'll all poison the skies tonight.
Breathing the toxins that we so gladly made,
From our spite, from our hate,
'We can change ourselves'
No, It's far too late, and we've gone too far.
Time is running out,
I can smell it in the air
And when I gaze into the stars,
I see nothing but hollow promises,
And failures of a million generations.
See through the lies, and allow all flesh
To welcome the cold blade
I'd rather cut my fucking wrists
And watch my glistening blood fall to the dirt
Than raise my fist and praise the
majesty of this pathetic and worthless world.
Throw your spears, kill the light,
We'll all poison the skies tonight.
Breathing the toxins that we have so gladly made,
From our spite, from our hate,
'We can change ourselves'.
No, It's far too late, and we've gone too far.
Welcome the fate that we have come to create.
Open your eyes to the lies we accept.
Cut the black tongues from the puppet masters of this world.
Cut the strings and break the hold that religion commands.
Break the hold of this one world government.
Open your eyes to the lies we accept.
Cut the black tongues, from the puppet masters of this world.
What else could happen, if we follow false idols.
What else could happen, take to the skies.
Throw your spears, kill the light,
We'll all poison the skies tonight.
Breathing the toxins that we so gladly made,
From our spite, from our hate,
'We can change ourselves'
No, It's far too late, and we've gone too far.
I'd rather cut my fucking wrists
And watch my glistening blood fall to the dirt
I'd rather cut my fucking wrists.
You'll see me riding on my dragon
Nothing can stop me now
Don't you dare get in my way
or you will burn in the fires of hell
Riding all day,
Riding all night
My dragon will kill you before you die.
Dragon cool, awesome ride.
You'll see me riding on my dragon again
Wings go flap flap flappity flap.
John:Oh look, a helicopter
Me:That's not a helicopter
John:That's a helicopter
Me:That is NOT a helicopter
John:Hey! This is my song, It was a helicopter!
Me: No, I'm recording this song!
John: I don't care! I'm singing it!
Me: I don't care, don't make me come over there!
Fuck you,
Suck my dragon balls.
Dragon Cool, Awesome Ride
Dragon in the sky
glowing red and now you die.
Dragon in the sky
glowing dark red and now you die.
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