I'd like to know who won the guitar that ESP was raffling off. Comment

Hoping the the Vipers get some 400 series love! Comment

"Wish I was, too dead to cry. My self-affliction fades Stones to throw at my creator. A masochist to which I cater. You don't need to bother. I don't need to be. I'll keep slipping farther. But once I hold on. I won't let go 'til it bleeds. Wish I was, too dead to care. If indeed I cared at all. Never had a voice to protest. So you fed me shit to digest. I wish I had a reason, my flaws are open season. For this, I gave up trying. One good turn deserves my dying. You don't need to bother. I don't need to be. I'll keep slipping farther. But once I hold on. I won't let go 'til it bleeds. Wish I'd died, instead of lived. A zombie hides my face. A shelf forgotten with its memories. Diaries left with cryptic entries. And you don't need to bother. I don't need to be (I don't need to be). I'll keep slipping farther. But once I hold on. I won't let go 'til it bleeds. You don't need to bother. I don't need to be (I don't need to be). I'll keep slipping farther. But once I hold on (once I hold on). I'll never live down my deceit." ~ "Bother" by Stone Sour. Comment

"I have seen my death in your eyes. I know where and when it will come. You are the most important suffering. You are the virus I can't destroy. The cleansing of humanity has begun. A cure to the cancer of our world. Suicide is the way to the end (My end). Sing with me, sing. The anthem of Self-Destruction. Scarify you, with the blade I offer you. Mutilate you, just unite your sorrow to pain. Take this cup of wine full of the poison of your lies. Drink it and die to be free. Everyone must have inspirations. For ending his shitty life. Everything around you can be used. Just search in your mind. Here are my last words to you all. I have to suffer for a thing we can get off. Join me and sing with the choirs. For the anthem to self-destruction will sound eternally." ~ "Anthem To Self-Destruction" ~ Nocturnal Depression. Comment

"One more time, I’m reborn through my suicide. I clean my soul from the shit you’ve procreated. You think you got rid of me a long time ago. But I’m still there rotting in your soul. Like an evil seed on a heavenly garden I grow inside of you. Everything you do won’t destroy my decadence. Memories from the past reappear in front of your eyes. You can hear my voice and you will never forget it. Inside of me you’re still living. Each time I think of you: pain, suffering, sorrow, despair. You’re just an emotional decay, the one who took my life away I still believe I’m dead forever. On this way to my end I grab the knife. On my wrists it’s dancing and playing like a bloody violin. My skin is pale, no life running inside my veins. You’ve gone away... this time I died. Depression of the nature joining me in pain. Sorrow of a sad spirit crying now. My soul travels far away from my body and reach your mind. Depression of the nature. Sorrow is coming down from the silent screams of suffering explode in the night. My memory still lives and you bleed. You can try to destroy me; it won’t kill me but only you." ~ "Fjaer (Spring)" by Nocturnal Depression. Comment

"I play doctor for five minutes flat. Before I cut my heart open and let the air out. Three bugs, a pound of dust, some wind spilled before me. In the strangest manner that had broke away my tear spout. As I lie there with my tongue spread wide open. A black widow had offered me a sweetheart tube. As I injected the candied heart that I selected. She said don't hesitate, just do what you have to do to me. It's hard to stay between the lines of skin. Just 'cause I have nerves, don't mean that I can feel. I wasn't very much fun to be with anyway. Just let the blood run red 'cause I can't feel. It's hard to stay between the lines of skin. Just 'cause I have nerves, don't mean that I can feel. I wasn't very much fun to be with anyway. Just let the blood run red 'cause I can't feel. Biding my time until the time is right. Biding my time until the time is right. Biding my time until the time is right. Biding my time, it's time. Biding my time until the time is right. Biding my time until the time is right. Biding my time until the time is right. Biding my time, it's time. Biding my time until the time is right. Biding my time until the time is right. Biding my time until the time is right. Biding my time, it's time. Biding my time until the time is right. Biding my time until the time is right. Biding my time until the time is right. Biding my time, it's time. Biding, biding, biding, biding. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!. Someone in behind me. Someone inside me. Everyone against me. Everyone beside me. Clawing away the pieces. Scratching away the abscess. One more, two more. Everyone, once more. One more, two more. Everyone, once more. Inside the places that I hide from you. I want to see you splayed before me. You are the only one. That I would rather see before me. You want it, you need it. You want it, you need it. You want it, you need it. You want it, you need it. Don't lie; I die, you lie; I lie, oh, why? I don't want you to pay anyone when I die! I wanna die, I'd rather die, I wanna die! You purge, you burn, you purge! I don't need you anymore, I don't need you! It is time! It is time! It is time! It is time! It is time! It is time! It is time! It is time! It is time! It is time! It is time! It is time!" ~ "Scissors" by SlipKnoT. Comment