Got the new Amon Amarth album. Its fucking insane. Best one yet.
The Ending Of Our Yesterday
And when the moon enrapts the streams
And trembles on the fen
A thousand years have flown it seems
Since then
For if today I part the veil
And see what time portended
I feel that long ago the tale
Was ended
Little I knew in youth's enchantment
That it is alike absurd
Or to lean against a shadow
Or...
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And when the moon enrapts the streams
And trembles on the fen
A thousand years have flown it seems
Since then
For if today I part the veil
And see what time portended
I feel that long ago the tale
Was ended
Little I knew in youth's enchantment
That it is alike absurd
Or to lean against a shadow
Or...
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pinkxpops:
he can have them for all i care. has he stolen urs yet?
No ink this weekend. The machine gun of reality shot down my hopes. Maybe next weekend. I been thinking of getting my lip repierced. Should I ? Off to the bar then. BEER! 
So I'm going to try and get the next step of my forearm sleeves tatted this weekend hopefully. Its getting cool here. 
I like cold weather but I dont get to ride my bike as much. After i get my sleeves done I guess I'll have to get some winter riding gear. 
I like cold weather but I dont get to ride my bike as much. After i get my sleeves done I guess I'll have to get some winter riding gear. 
beautiful_lie:
That sounds cool post some pics 
ohh and thanks for requesting me!
post some pics ohh and thanks for requesting me!Eternal Wait
Over the Forgotten sea
Voice of angel is calling for me
Somewhere, where the mountains collide
That's where I'll find my new life
I have carried this burden so long for you
that nothing but sorrow I feel
I have let myself believe
that nothing would hurt deeper than the truth
Never has the wind blown like thousand years ago
Everything that I've...
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Over the Forgotten sea
Voice of angel is calling for me
Somewhere, where the mountains collide
That's where I'll find my new life
I have carried this burden so long for you
that nothing but sorrow I feel
I have let myself believe
that nothing would hurt deeper than the truth
Never has the wind blown like thousand years ago
Everything that I've...
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Thousand Years Of Opression
He hung on the windswept world tree
Whose roots no one knows
For nine whole days he hung there pierced
By Gugnir, his spear
Swimming in pain he peered into the depths
And cried out in agony
Reaching out he grasped the runes
Before falling back from the abyss
He gave himself unto himself
In a world of sheering pain
So...
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He hung on the windswept world tree
Whose roots no one knows
For nine whole days he hung there pierced
By Gugnir, his spear
Swimming in pain he peered into the depths
And cried out in agony
Reaching out he grasped the runes
Before falling back from the abyss
He gave himself unto himself
In a world of sheering pain
So...
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Miscarriage
The language of the lie
Barbed and callous tongues shall lick
Behind the thinnest doors
A web of falsehood so unfolds
Humility
(Pride dissected, maliciously)
A mockery
Bonds dissolve in endless mimicry
Cruelly illuminated
Subject of shallow spectacle
Inherent weaknesses revealed
Contact withers to a lull
Once perfect pictures,
Now stained with fingerprints
Tragedy fucks jealously
The human heartstrings bend and break
Vultures with...
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The language of the lie
Barbed and callous tongues shall lick
Behind the thinnest doors
A web of falsehood so unfolds
Humility
(Pride dissected, maliciously)
A mockery
Bonds dissolve in endless mimicry
Cruelly illuminated
Subject of shallow spectacle
Inherent weaknesses revealed
Contact withers to a lull
Once perfect pictures,
Now stained with fingerprints
Tragedy fucks jealously
The human heartstrings bend and break
Vultures with...
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quirky:
SG Dixie is running hot!
A Vulgar Picture
Now the funeral grounds
Are at last awash
With the blackness
Of this frigid autumn night
I've lurked into the graveyard
With pick and spade in tow
This night shall birth forth our reckoning
Hell's jaws now open wide
A stare to pierce six-feet of soil
A love beyond this mortal coil
As though you've never left my side
I hold your...
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Now the funeral grounds
Are at last awash
With the blackness
Of this frigid autumn night
I've lurked into the graveyard
With pick and spade in tow
This night shall birth forth our reckoning
Hell's jaws now open wide
A stare to pierce six-feet of soil
A love beyond this mortal coil
As though you've never left my side
I hold your...
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