Though I may appear,
I am nothing,
except your deepest darkest fear.
I blast away your words,
With my death metal,
And brutality.
I never care what you think,
I only need to know,
So that I appear to be normal.
At least until I'm away from here.
You'd never survive a day in my shoes,
Especially not the weekends.
From visits to cemetaries,
To the places you'd get crushed.
I listen to what I want,
I mosh my life away with insanity.
What exactly does freedom mean if I'm not free to be as twisted as I wanna be?
My friends would scar you.
My accquaintances scare you.
My love would tear you,
And rip you apart.
There is this guy
There you sit,
In your spinning circle,
Bashing your way through my mind.
My wonderous idol,
no longer shall my heart be yours,
to wear and to borrow,
all through your sorrow.
I've found another,
and I love him so,
closer to me,
and closer than you.
Don't fret,
don't stand abashed.
I still love you,
all the while...
I love him too.
There you bash until it hurts,
so similar,
and all for the worse,
until were sick,
until we puke,
and fall to ours knees.
Unable to stand,
in and out of the hospital walls,
lies to cover,
our near fatal flaws.
Together were far,
United we crall.
Nathan your in my thoughts,
And in my hea
I saw death walk through the door,
I saw him hug,
With much horror.
I saw the lady close her eyes,
As she laid down,
Ready to die.
I was there when the stretcher came,
Soon to leave in the pouring rain.
I noticed as he started to cry...
He saw his love die before his eyes.
I saw how simply life can end,
She saw it through until the end.
I wish I could have helped her fly,
Make her way into the sky.
I saw death,
As I waved goodbye,
I could see he too wanted to fly.
Hes tired too, I said to you.
You whispered,
I see him too.
I fear the end is drawing near,
And I dont know what to say.
I need your words of comfort dear,
To save me for today.
I cant stop my screaming,
The pain is just too rough.
I cant cut out my beating heart,
Without your hateful guts.
Please help me God,
Just save me,
I need someone to breathe for me,
I forgot the mindless rhythm.
I hate to think all this
That the one thing keeping me alive,
Is blood within your sink.
I fear the end is coming quick,
I need someone to show me,
How it is to live a lie,
Before it sinks the brink.
Help me, save me, hug me
Kill me
I dont care,
Just
Though I may appear,
I am nothing,
except your deepest darkest fear.
I blast away your words,
With my death metal,
And brutality.
I never care what you think,
I only need to know,
So that I appear to be normal.
At least until I'm away from here.
You'd never survive a day in my shoes,
Especially not the weekends.
From visits to cemetaries,
To the places you'd get crushed.
I listen to what I want,
I mosh my life away with insanity.
What exactly does freedom mean if I'm not free to be as twisted as I wanna be?
My friends would scar you.
My accquaintances scare you.
My love would tear you,
And rip you apart.
There is this guy
The Other Phantom Girl
I was always backstage. The drifter, the dreamer. It seemed that I floated between my own world and the real one. But still I waited for that ray of light onstage. I waited, hoped, and dreamed for so long I felt as if my body would freeze and my bones would crack from the pressure of it all.
It was easier to hate Carlotta. When the prima donna was my best friend, it was worse, because there was guilt added to the hatred. I hid it from her, but it was always there, boiling under the surface, seething.
But I'm getting ahead of myself. This is supposed to be my side of the story, not Christine's. The part no
He no longer cared. He didnt care that there were three vultures in his house, or that he hadnt even as looked in the direction of the arts for 3 weeks. Not only didnt he care, but he liked it. Then he went to his sketch table and saw a vase with one live rose left. He picked it up, and after tearing off two petals dropped it all on the ground in front of him. It was too much, too much for her to have left, for him to care about that, or for him to even see so much as a color other than hues and pitied shades in 2 months. He was fully dressed, and at his fully drawn height grabbed his composition and went to his chamber. Onc
Current Residence: Swerdehshnerdesh land deviantWEAR sizing preference: Who the HECK is gonna get me something?!?!? Print preference: Once again, WHO IS GONNA GET ME ANYTHING?!?!? Favourite genre of music: Rock/Metal/Classical etc. Favourite photographer: Oooohhhh... IDK. Favourite style of art: Probablly manga or comic Operating System: Windows Vista? MP3 player of choice: anything that will get my music in me Shell of choice: Whatever is there Wallpaper of choice: Graverobber and Terrance Skin of choice: Non roten Favourite cartoon character: IDK. Probablly Gir from invader zim Personal Quote: It's my job to steal and rob GRAAAAAAAVES!!
Favourite Visual Artist
Vincent Van Gogh, I like them to be insane. .
Favourite Movies
Sweeney Todd, Repo! the Genetic Opera, Phantom of the Opear, Nightmare Before Christmas
One day I shall return to deviantart,
I shall not be a ghost,
I shall actually link and use an account.
I doubt it will be this one.
This one has worn it's welcome with me.
I have lots of followers here,
and I've had lots of accounts.
Maybe on day I'll tell you all what my new account is.
I got tired of being here,
I got tired of all my friends on here.
One day I shall return.
and I'll be shining.
Hello again :D
So I feel bad because I'm on here WAY less then myspace. Like... I'm on myspace all the time. I don't really like it that much but like ALL my friends have one out here so it's easiest way to stay in touch. I'd much rather stay on vampirefreaks (I have a thing for networking lol) but I think 3 of my friends have ones. And I'm not looking to meet new people on there haha. Not against it though. Anywho the moral of the story? I'm a myspace WHORE and a deviantart SHUNNER. Makes me sad D:
I'm supposed to perform tomorrow but I'm not going to :D thank GOD I really wasn't up to it. So. yeah? It's almost March! I don't know what thi
I've been gone a while and IDK if this is going to be my big come back. BUT whatever ;)
So I've been drawing a bit more lately, but mainly I've been working on music. Also I've been making synthetic dread locks. I've mainly been making single loops traditionals, but I'm getting red, blue, and I think purple...? and am going to start making transitionals and candy canes. I'm also making dread falls which sucks. For those that don't know what that is dread falls are like... when you get 20-150 dread locks and kind of time them together in a way (I can't describe the process) and then it's like a tie in thing. So they aren't so long lasting whi