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Welcome to my Hell

Tears they flow but why am I crying?
After all I am not afraid of dying

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Welcome, mortal.

In case you weren't aware, I am a Goth. And no, not one of those retard stoners that dress in all black. I am a true 70's goth, looking at the world as an evil place with evil people. Though I was born in the early 90's, the true spirit of Goth lives on in me and a few of my friends. I call us "The Last of the Shadowless" because we are the very few who understand the true intent of Goth.

Though I will admit I listen to a lot of the "heavy" music that most "stereotypical goths" listen to (i.e, CoF, Children of Bodom, Trivium, etc). This is not "gothic" music. Gothic music is things like Abney Park (www.abneypark.com), which is also good music.

A lot of people think I'm probably going to be a murderer when I'm older. Things like Resident Evil 4 and being pissed off don't mix well, especially with a creative mind. Some of my friends and I were playing Mafia, and I had to think of interesting ways to kill people. Needless to say, none of my ways were very funny, but they were gruesome and effiecent. That's kind of irrelevant though.

I wasn't always this "whacked out." Back when I was 9, I used to think the world was a good place with good people. Then, as life started becoming steadily worse in ways I care not to explain, I was introduced by my friend to "In The Forests of the Night." A great read. I finished it two or three times in a week. Also, my friends' mom introduced me to Evanescence, and the cover of Amy Lee with her black hair and black make-up, not to mention her pearl-white flesh, hooked me into the world of darkness.

I've destroyed friendships, shunned the people who care about what I used to be... I am "evil." What do I feel? Nothing. No remorse. No pity. An almost euphoria at the thought of being alone forever. I won't say I'm sorry, because I'm not. I'm sick of the human world of hypocrisy and hatred, where you're supposed to love the people who will slit your throat without a backward glance.
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WHEN NIGHTMARES BECOME REALITY
CATACOMB

Welcome to hell!! I've been waiting for you!
Welcome to hell!! We’ve been waiting for you!

Now that you see the severity
Go ahead! Give up! Slip into me!
Rea-l-ize that what you cling to,
Is a life now lost, far from home
You run! Slowed by forces unknown
Head brought up to the gun!

If you can't face your fears
then - die - in vain
what will you do, when nightmares are real?
If you can’t face your fears
then – run – from me
what will you do, when nightmares become reality?

The shadows grow, and hide the abyss
Images of torture - pain - Eclipse!

I hope you understand the terror surrounding us
because I revel in it

Control The impulse
To scream in vain
Just close your eyes
Enjoy the pain

I smell your fear
Intoxicating
Just hold your breath
~ Before it's wisped away (quick)

NOW YOU COPE WITH SOMETHING FAR FROM LAUGHTER!
LED LIKE SHEEP INTO A HOUSE OF SLAUGHTER!
NOW YOU COPE WITH SOMETHING FAR FROM LAUGHTER!
LED LIKE SHEEP INTO A HOUSE OF SLAUGHTER!

I smell your fear
Intoxicating
Just hold your breath
~ Before it's wisped away

Control The impulse
To scream in vain
Just close your eyes
Enjoy the pain

Now that you realize, there is no escape
Have you abandoned your fears!?
Have you accepted your fate!?
Now that you realize, there is no escape
Have you abandoned your fears!?
Have you accepted your fate!?

Nightmares - Consume me
Your Fears - Control me
Nightmares – They will Consume me
Your Fears – eternally Control me
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And shepherds we shall be
For thee, my lord, for thee
Power hath descended forth from thy hand
Our feet my swiftly carry out Thy commands
So we shall flow a river forth to Thee
And teeming with souls shall it ever be.
Et nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti.

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"Dear Lord I cry, before I die
Grant me the taste of love
One final time lest I should hide
When seraph call me from above

And should remorse not stay my course
From debt, addresses wept
Will ask no more of you my Lord
Save that my soul in Hell is kept"
--Soft White Throat
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Tarja Wolf

Report | 01/14/2008 8:44 pm

Tarja Wolf

Hey ^^ Miss you!! Though you could use an update on your comments User Image
Nymphaea Alba

Report | 07/26/2007 9:03 pm

Nymphaea Alba

Hey baby, Thought I would leave a comment on your awsome profile. I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!! Ttyl BYE!
Blah76

Report | 07/13/2007 12:21 pm

Blah76

Hello Speedo man User Image
Tarja Wolf

Report | 04/22/2007 9:38 pm

Tarja Wolf

*Huggles my lil' bro* Mwuahahaha!!! You shall never escape my iran glad grasp razz
The Crimson Dragoness

Report | 04/06/2007 10:49 am

The Crimson Dragoness

xD
Way back when when I used the old profile system on one of my other accounts, I used this profile layout.
:3
Ghost of A Mortal

Report | 04/04/2007 12:58 pm

Ghost of A Mortal

Nobody steals MY comment virginity!

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