Interests
Favorite Music
♫♫♦♦♦♦♦The Best♦♦♦♦♦♫♫♫♦Metallica♦♫♫♦Slipknot♦♫♫♦Linkin Park♦♫♫♦Rammstein♦♫♫♦Slayer♦♫
|
Favorite Movies
DEATH NOTELigth, un chico que es muuuy inteligente.. pero su vida es miserable ya que se cree la ultima pepsi del desierto.. hasta que un shiningami (DIOS DE LA MUERTE) lanza al mundo humano su death note (CUADERNO DE LA MUERTE) solo para divertirse viendo como un humano destruye su vida apoderandose de la vida de las demas personas. Death Note es un cuaderno que, al escribir en el, el nombre de una persona, esta muere... 
|
Journal

I did my time, and I want out! So abusive faith! It doesn't cut, this soul is not so vibrant. The reckoning, the sickening. Back at your subversion. Pseudo-sacred sick perversion. Go to your deserts, go dig your graves! Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save. Sinking in, getting smaller again. I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all. Throw ourselves against the wall. But no-one else can see. The preservation of the martyr in me.
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial. Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.
There are cracks in the road we lay. But we're the devil filth, the secret death gone mad. This is nothing new, but would we kill it all? The hate was all we had! Who needs another mess, we could start over. Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong! Now there's only emptiness, burn elicit self threat. I think we're done, I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all. Throw ourselves against the wall. But no-one else can see. The preservation of the martyr in me.
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial. Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.
Fate! Cannot catch this lie, (Psychosocial) I've tried to tell you thrice! (Psychosocial) Your hurtful lies are giving out. (Psychosocial) Can't stop the killing, I can't help it. (Psychosocial) If it's something secret. (Psychosocial) Is this what you want? (Psychosocial) I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all. Throw ourselves against the wall. But no-one else can see. The preservation of the martyr in me.
|
|
|
|