Who here remembers when vf was barely known of? when there was 1 fake to 3 real? when everyone's sn was unique? .....what the hell happened -_- the masses have found the last bastion of the outcasts and have infiltrated it, turning it into myspace and facebook, where little kids can try and be what they know nothing about where the popular can come and pretend to be an out cast and cry "woe is me, take pity upon my life" all because their parents told them to do their chores.
I don't know about the rest of you "old timers" but me, I'm not going to sit here idly waiting for this site to become what it wasn't meant to be.
the old gods fall, and from their blood, i rise lay waste to all i despise and when i shred your souls drink deep your lives
i hear you scream for mercy beg surcease entreat your favoured gods for death's release but all the gods whose fealty you swear cannot protect you here and like the dead gods who now do my will your fallen gods before my throne shall kneel The god of mercy, gone to dust, now metes out justice i decree The god of war, betrayed by blood, takes up my dread authority The nameless god who chaos felled bequeaths his name and power to me
the worlds within this world within shall fall like every world i see and at the end of all that is The god of death who death possessed stands in my thrall like all the rest
Your fools' valor leaves you helpless now and all the choice last left to you Is to decide which dead god's shrine will be the final thing you see Which dead god now defends the path to me
The God of Undeath, Crowned anew The god of Death whose name you fear I am Sanguine Your feeble lives end here
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I got a sharp stick, I keep in my pocket I speak volumes never utter a word When you strike a match, a fire will happen But the line between the smoke and the flames get blured
Don't you see the writing on the wall(Don't you see the writing on the wall) You're in way over your head You're gonna drown in the things that you said
Time has come and gone for words A thousands threats I've heard before But words are cheap, but lies are ment to kill
Time has come and gone for words A thousands threats I've heard before And all your words are too big to take
It's a paradox, A mystery, A riddle A door in your face and only I have the key Do understand, you'll be caught in the middle Caught in a web by being spun by me
Don't you see the writing on the wall (Don't you see the writing on the wall) Just a victum of your own conceit The architect of your own defeat [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/e/endeverafter/no_more_words.html ] Time has come and gone for words A thousands threats I've heard before But words are cheap, but lies are ment to kill
Time has come and gone for words A thousands threats I've heard before And all your words are too big to take
Never walk away from a fight that's worth fighting Never hesitate when you know you're gonna act Never waste your words on a fool you won't listen Never sell your soul cause you'll never buy it... back
Time has come and gone for words A thousands threats I've heard before But words are cheap, but lies are ment to kill
Time has come and gone for words A thousands threats I've heard before And all your words are too big to take
Time has come and gone for words A thousands threats I've heard before But words are cheap, but lies are ment to kill
Time has come and gone for words A thousands threats I've heard before And all your words are too big to take
Mood: you tell me what you think my mood is. Music: no more words
