February 27th, 2003 @ 4:47PM
HEY NOW~
THATS JUST WRONG!
February 27th, 2003 @ 4:39PM
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February 27th, 2003 @ 5:44AM
uh huh... ok
February 26th, 2003 @ 4:57AM
nevermind!
February 26th, 2003 @ 3:57AM
HATRED
I’d like to tie you up
behind my truck
and drag you face down on the road.
I’d like to set your ass on fire
and then I’d watch you crash and burn
~
Dust to dust ,
I’ll grind your bones until you blow away
Ashes to ashes ,
I’d scoop up what’s left dance’n upon your grave
~
I’d like to wrap you’re head
in a plastic bag
and watch you turn to blue.
I’d like to smash your face in ~
with a lead pipe,
until it’s goo
~
Dust to dust ,
I’ll grind your bones until you blow away
Ashes to ashes ,
I’d scoop up what’s left dance’n upon your grave
~
Take a look at me
and there you’ll se your own fatality.
It’s just my fantasy
to see you bleed to see you die in agony
~
instrumental
~
Dust to dust ,
I’ll grind your bones until you blow away
Ashes to ashes ,
I’d scoop up what’s left dance’n upon your grave
Take a look at me
and there you’ll se your own fatality.
It’s just my fantasy
to see you bleed to see you die in agony.
~
~grace~1997~~
revised 2003
February 26th, 2003 @ 3:52AM
heyyyy~ I;m askn for it...
GIVE IT TO ME!
hahahahha
February 26th, 2003 @ 2:49AM
hey just ta say,, few new tunage from Obscene gesture, give me comments people need feed back, good or bad...
C- I'm askn fer it... aint I?
thanx a bunch-
grace
February 25th, 2003 @ 7:40PM
February 25th, 2003 @ 6:37PM
Children of Bodom~
BED OF RAZORS...
I see the candle light burning in your
eyes, flareing up my eyes in flames
On this pitch-black summer night...
of passion and pain
Chorus
The razor caressed my flesh and my arms turned red, I feel a vast desire
Years of pain are flowing down my arms
Sweet, red, warm stream you drink, make me released
Give me your hand, let me make you feel the ease, in the bed of razors we bleed together...
I feel the fire burning in my heart, I see it sparkling in your eyes
The blaze you're feeling more and more
Chorus
The razor caressed your flesh and your arms turned red, I feel your vast desire
Tearing pain is flowing down your arms
Sweet, red, warm stream I drink to make you released
Holding your arms, cherish this composure, in the bed of razors we sleep together, forever...
February 25th, 2003 @ 3:28AM
~Italian Proverb~
What does not poison fattens.
