Monday, October 30, 2006
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A True friend.
Oh my dearest; the sweet music in the air albiet, daresay I, the Lullaby of an everso dark sleep.
my precious, likest thou what emergeth you the distant? the throbbig and breathing of life's machinery!
wanion its oh so damndest soul with the devil-instrument it we shall reap after the banquet obscur'd in our thole its blood so lovingly across our faces smear
lord of carnagel, lady of carnagel, one funeral maketh many, swarm god's acres, two indeed more, blest treat of delight
enraptur'd by the timeless beauty of the shadowsphere, we two abide the overlook'd time of the watch.
make this cherish'd feast last but until the new dawn ascendeth.
be still - harken the lure of night! bale in each its damndest shadow, cloth me in night, ne'er fell rue, in its face, behold! naught save grue.
pray, ne'er come hither daylight! wane to dust the wight, velvet darkness, thee we ourselves bestow! misery it in velvet fright
6 comments:
Ride the lightning!
This was just a test.....
Oh ok weird pic by the way grems
well I just had to say a sentence to the test! ;-)
Testing testing 1....2....3
This testing sucks.....
I still cant do anything...
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