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 Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2005 7:00 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 5:17 pm
Strange Highway by Dio. I love that little guy. heart
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2005 11:22 pm
The Rolling Stones - Paint it Black
I bought the Stones' 'Best Of' album, and I've been listening to that one track ever since. heart
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2005 4:31 pm
Burnt my brothers girlfriends copy of System of a Down: Hypnotize... My brother says the CD sucks, but right now I'm really liking the CD. 3nodding
*continues headbanging*
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 6:03 pm
"Dreaming" by System of a Down ...
God I love this CD!
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 10:36 pm
Your brother needs to grow a pair of testicles.
Speaking of Hypnotize, I've had 'She's Like Heroin' in my head all day. The subject matter's a little brash, but the song's catchy. heart
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2005 8:45 am
xd Don't worry, I took care of him. A whoopin' in Soul Calibur 3 set him in his place... I haven't heard any criticism from him since.
(currently listening to Hypnotize in school)
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 9:52 am
O___O
Sitting in school, my friend brought his "Rammstein: Rosenrot " and i'm listening to it. Tis an AWESOME Rammstein CD.
Song 9 is completely in Spanish, I know most of what he's saying.
The Song title is weird ... "Te Quiero Puta" which translates to "I want your p***y." eek
xd I couldn't stop laughing while listening to it. xd
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2005 12:53 am
Rob Zombie's 'House of a Thousand Corpses'. How can a song about canibalism and necrophelia be so sexy? sweatdrop
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2005 3:32 am
xd I don't know, how can Rob Zombie be awesome on CD, and be a half decent director. And the completely SUCK when playing at a live concert? sweatdrop
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2005 1:52 pm
Editing.
The cover of 'I Ran' by Bowling For Soup.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 9:31 am
Listening to Dimmu Borgir - "Spellbound" in school. ahh couldn't get any better than this. xd
... well
It would if we were to start C++ soon.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2006 8:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 8:26 am
"I write sins, not tragedies"
By Panic! At the Disco. stressed
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 2:40 pm
Tobacco by Flogging Molly.
All to hell we must sail
For the shores of sweet Barbados
Where the sugar cane grows taller
Than the God we once believed in
Till the butcher and his crown
Raped the land we used to sleep in
Now tomorrow chimes of ghostly crimes
That haunt Tobacco Island
'Twas 1659 forgotten now for sure
They dragged us from our homeland
With the musket and their gun
Cromwell and his roundheads
Battered all we knew
Shackled hopes of freedom
We're now but stolen goods
Darkens the horizon
Blackened from the sun
This rotten cage of Bridgetown
Is where I now belong
All to hell we must sail
For the shores of sweet Barbados
Where the sugar cane grows taller
Than the God we once believed in
Till the butcher and his crown
Raped the land we used to sleep in
Now tomorrow chimes of ghostly crimes
That haunt Tobacco Island
Red leg down a peg
Blistered burns the soul
The floggings they're a plenty
But reasons there are none
Our backs belong to landlords
Where branded is there name
Paid for with ten shillings
Cheap labor never breaks
The silver moon is shinin'
Cools the copper blood
Where the livin' meet the dead
And together dance as one
All to hell we must sail
For the shores of sweet Barbados
Where the sugar cane grows taller
Than the God we once believed in
Till the butcher and his crown
Raped the land we used to sleep in
Now tomorrow chimes of ghostly crimes
That haunt Tobacco Island
Agony, will you cleanse this misery?
For it's never again I'll breathe
The air of home
From this sandy edge
The rolling sea breaks my revenge
With each whisper a thousand waves I hear roar
I'm coming home
Dark is the horizon
Blackened by the sun
This rotten cage of Bridgetown
Is where I now belong
All to hell we must sail
For the shores of sweet Barbados
Where the sugar cane grows taller
Than the God we once believed in
Till the butcher and his crown
Raped the land we used to sleep in
Now tomorrow chimes of ghostly crimes
That haunt Tobacco Island
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