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[03 Mar 2008|03:42pm] |
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The Black Dahlia Murder - Apex |
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I will not forget the Hands that lay before me
I have formed my path through mutilated words
And my maze is interrupted by sinking ships.
It's time to climb down from your throne.
It's time to fix the pieces of broken nodes.
The multitudes of muses lie in ruins.
The vultures gather to pray for benevolence.
Dreaming to find peace in the minds of the righteous.
Where pockmarked mementos eat at their wounds
In a hope that the adrenaline will seep
But the infestation has begun to flood (has by-gones to flood)
Disease - is the new trend amongst the giants.
A new culture is created with major discrepancies.
So whether you choose to live a lie in a beautiful hell.
Or see the truth in the emptiness of a black and white room.
That's your decision
We can only guess what those eyes have seen
We can only live in the wake of your incision
A gash littered in aromas and gushing faithlessness
Onto an already barren sea of parasites
Fondling for comfort
Hoping that they could be loved too
Not just be another
Number, neither do I
Want to be another number
Broken by my own fragile hands
- C. Eli Barnes with Alfredo Domador of In The Aftermath
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| "Now, there's no way out" |
[11 Feb 2008|05:13pm] |
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With Blood Comes Cleansing - Abaddon's Horde |
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Guess who's back?! :)
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| "Clearly, it's bree time baby!" |
[07 Jun 2007|02:21pm] |
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Knights of the Abyss : Hadlock |
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I know I haven't been on much lately. Apologies for that. My life schedule is crazy. I work the graveyard shift for FedEx Ground between the rough hours of 2:30AM - 8:00AM. Then I have school at 1:00PM. Then, I usually have some sort of band/booking business to take care of. And somewhere between all of that I am finding the time for minimum sleep and nourishment. I honestly don't think my body can keep up with this for too long. Anyways, I do have something to show for all of this. BTHOW's EP is finally done! We got all 4 songs done for about 280 bucks. Not a bad deal at all. Go listen to the new song here. You can also check out the new fresh look I gave the page. All we need now is a new logo, and album artwork. Anyways, the other point of this entry is to check up on all of you, so just drop a line telling me how you all are doing! I've missed you guys. And I promise that I'll try my best to stay in touch. If anything, you all are welcome to add me on AIM. Screenname = fifth x treason. Hit me up anytime! But your best way to reach me is on myspace. Last name = Barnes. <3
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| "This dream consumes me" |
[28 May 2007|12:59am] |
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The Dog and Pony Show : Hit It |
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Friday is such a great film. Mad respect for Ice Cube.
Today consisted of me staying in all day. Relaxing. Taking time for myself.
In other words: Exactly what a Sunday is meant for. A true Sabbath, if you will.
Don't take these kind of days quite often, friends. Maybe I should, but I don't.
Btw, Andy and Aaron have joined BTHOW as bassist and 2nd guitarist.
They've always been mah boys, but we sorta bonded last night as a band.
Went to a nice local show, and had so much fun.
And Friday(the day beforehand), I went to Sawgrass Mall with Amber.
And then we meet up with Steve at Club X-It for this 18+ party.
'Twas extremely chill. I loved it.
( A )
Oh, and Andy wants to jump mah bones! >_<
( Read )
Lol. Me and my friends act so gay, I swear. XD
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| Annihilation and the Afterlife |
[23 May 2007|11:02pm] |
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Zao : The Buzzing |
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The tale is ever-changing.
The road will twist and turn:
Like the snake coiled around your broken heart.
Just let the venom sink in. Oh, just let it heal.
Sweat from the heat of the sun bursts in her eyes.
Doves and notes create discordance in those palms.
This is the end: Your cries are useless.
I will map all of your disturbances.
And I will pinpoint your central theme.
Then you'll know what it's really like to die inside.
And I wanted to tell you my feelings, love. But it's too late.
The Prophet tells me a way to find my faith.
Come take me home
And I'm tired of chasing corsets
in the shapes of your latest vice
Come take me home
Oh, take me away to another World.
A World with new features and playthings.
A World that will be fully aware that I....
I will tear you apart.
I will drink your sin.
I will live forever.
I am all that's left
(.....to despise)
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| "Daydream sex, broken marriage fuck" |
[20 May 2007|04:43pm] |
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Between the Buried and Me : Camilla Rhodes |
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The rave was fucking extraordinary. I had so much fun: sober
I'd like to take the time to let all of you know that I am not straight edge.
I am just clean. And I'm not judgmental either. I don't care about the choices
others make. Like, most of my friends are straight edge and whatnot. And some
do drink and smoke cigs. And I have a couple who smoke pot. For example, my best
friend in Tampa(Zach) does a whole buncha shit. And when we were roommates, I WAS
extremely close-minded. But he's the one who made me realize that even though we're
almost total opposites as far as lifestyle goes, he's still a great fucking guy. And
a friend for life. Life, people. I love the shit outta that guy. Lol. He's mah dawg!
But anyways, 'twas my first rave. I had the chance to hook up with sooooooo many girls.
But: I didn't. And I have no clue why. I am single. And not really committed to anyone.
And yet, I let those hookup opportunities pass me by. I think 'tis cuz I'm starting to
like this girl: Amber. She's the main reason I went, aside from the fact of going with
the bandmates. I met her on myspace, I added her cuz I saw her on one of the DJ's comments.
I thought she was cute. She's 19(score). So I thought "Why not?". Well, we met on
Friday night and had a pleasant outing at Denny's. I never in my life had so much fun just
talking with someone. She's extremely cool and very chill. I was such a gentleman too.
I did not hit on her at all. I'm actually pretty proud of myself. And then yesterday she hung
out with us for the better half of the day, and then we went to the rave. To be honest, Amber
and I didn't really hang out much once we got to the club. But when we did, we had fun.
And I figured I'd just leave her alone, and not bug her. But then she actually made a complaint
about me not spending enough time with her once we were leaving. So uhhhh I dunno. I don't really care if we just end up being friends. I enjoy her company. We'll see where it goes.
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| "This is our family: No one gets left behind" |
[18 May 2007|05:00am] |
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Black My Heart : We Weren't Brought Up Right |
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I am hooked on Black My Heart's "We Weren't Brought Up Right".
You can thank Kaylee for that! :P
Anyways, I've been doing the proper vocal exercises this week.
Turns out that I wasn't suffering from a common cold, but my throat
got fucked up due to the mildew that was on my shower curtains.
So yeah. I got rid of 'em and completely cleaned my bathroom.
Hell, it even smells fresh! In result, I'm starting to get
my voices back. But I picked up this new voice as well. Once I get
situated with my normal voices, I am most definitely gonna look into
shaping this new one up. To kinda give you it's range, think of a mix
of Bring Me The Horizon and Suicide Silence
Btw, me and the rest of BTHOW shall be going to a rave this Saturday.
Yup. You read that statement right! We're metal enough to rave! Muahahaha!
XD
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| Triple C's |
[15 May 2007|02:15pm] |
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Cool Calm Pete : Lost |
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Hip hop. Trip hop. Flip flops.
Thick socks. Slick rocks. Tick tocks.
Maniacal poets keep ya guns cocked: Get ready to flow.
Even when there's big stocks to stack. Try not to let the wind blow.
But for now, just slow it all down. Rewind. Pause. And just CHILL.
Keep it calm. Keep it cool. Or just notice the collective.
Respected detectives with brown eyes to realize the differences
from another perspective. The objective: The rulings of a clause.
The food fillin' the bellies of the greedy while the needy click their jaws.
But remember to stop and think: We all have flaws.
The stark raven taunting the stork, but his package is flawless.
The thoughtless: empty tanks with cesspools.
The minerals cleanse the mind, but we can still be fools.
Stay smooth. and re-trace your steps.
Go back to the times when we had baby steps.
The times of when rhyming came thru nursery.
The sweet taste of jungle punch to quench when we thirsty,
But now those days have passed, but I'll remember them well.
Just keep a smile as we enter the cauldron: Ingredients to create the perfect Spell.
This is knowledge laced with purity.
Better yet, this is an anthem. A temper tantrum to show the world
that the form of the Holy Ghost can be considered a phantom.
But it's not the right time to throw all your chips in.
A gamble of life or death, just let the cold grip slip in.
But I'm too busy tryin' to fit in. The back of the class
is where I'll remain. Never raise my hand, cuz everyone
question sounds the same. Just stay quiet and let the
mates think I'm lame. But I smirk at the thought of
the looks on their faces when I gain my fame. Or rather
claim it. Cuz I'm unstoppable. The chances of
me giving up are highly improbable. Add 2 dudes
reppin' one crew, plus 3 dawgs on guard, 7 chicks
tryin' to make shit shift. 8 drugs teachin' thugs
how to bug. I guess their lessons will be learned
when they receive countless slugs. Hah.
Guess I picked up somethin' from Math. Good to know
that I'm finally on the right path.
These are the makings of a tyrant. Not
politically or physically, but mentally and lyrically.
This is gotta be: My last chance to stand tall....
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| "My movement is so epic..." |
[13 May 2007|01:08pm] |
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Cool Calm Pete : Windsprints |
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".....Ya'll remember me in slo-mo"
I've decided to start a hip-hop project with my drummer Steve.
I shall be writing the lyrics and doing vocals.
Steve shall be doing the same as well as producing the beats.
And I'd like to emphasize the fact that we'll be doing hip hop
Not rap: There's a very big difference. We'd have some rap influences,
but mainly hip hop. Abstract hip hop to be precise.
Here's some of the main influences:
Cool Calm Pete, Aesop Rock, Busdriver, Jedi Mind Tricks, Wu-Tang Clan.
Just to kind of give you an idea of what direction we'd be going.
I'm going to start writing soon, and I'll let you guys know when
we have a myspace and/or demos up! ;]
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