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#10601   kate 

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    Posted 20 April 2008 - 12:02 PM

    two of those ***'s weren't censored o.O weird

    #10602   Eugine 

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      Posted 20 April 2008 - 12:05 PM

      gay *** ***

      #10603   Caael 

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        Posted 20 April 2008 - 12:11 PM

        Penis.

        Oh look, Skidz is viewing the topic. Bet any money he says something about drugs.

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          Posted 20 April 2008 - 12:26 PM

          I bet you 5 monies he doesn't!

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            Posted 20 April 2008 - 12:52 PM

            View PostSplit Infinity, on Apr 20 2008, 05:25 AM, said:

            Oh yeah, that was it, Gimli. It went something like this (example value of 3):

            x3 = x*x*x (27)

            x2 = x*x (9)

            x1 = x (3)

            And then you go into division, the 'negative' of multiplication.

            x0 = x/x (1)

            x-1 = x/x/x (0.3)

            x-2 = x/x/x/x (0.1)

            You got the negative exponential values wrong.

            Assuming x = 3...
            x-1 = x/x/x = 0.3333333333 (1/3)
            x-2 = x/x/x/x = 0.1111111111 (1/9)

            P.S.: Wind Dude is an ***.

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              Posted 20 April 2008 - 12:55 PM

              http://images.encyclopediadramatica.com/images/9/93/NOONECARES.jpg

              OH WAIT

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                Posted 20 April 2008 - 12:57 PM

                asstwat

                #10608   Saturos S. 

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                  Posted 20 April 2008 - 01:06 PM

                  Should I draw myself in that picture? Because I actually found it refreshing to have something seriousish, interesting in TRT for once.

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                    Posted 20 April 2008 - 01:10 PM

                    I'm feeling spiteful today >:)

                    #10610   Saturos S. 

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                      Posted 20 April 2008 - 01:11 PM

                      Kinky.

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                        Posted 20 April 2008 - 01:15 PM

                        * cracks whip*

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                          Posted 20 April 2008 - 01:32 PM

                          the math! It kills! It CONSUMES!!!

                          D:

                          #10613   Saturos S. 

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                            Posted 20 April 2008 - 01:40 PM

                            It makes beta students feel better then people who study languages.

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                              Posted 20 April 2008 - 01:45 PM

                              Ustedes son babosos ^^

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                                Posted 20 April 2008 - 01:51 PM

                                View PostSaturos Striker, on Apr 20 2008, 12:06 PM, said:

                                Should I draw myself in that picture? Because I actually found it refreshing to have something seriousish, interesting in TRT for once.

                                hahahaha

                                asss

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                                  Posted 20 April 2008 - 02:15 PM

                                  And thanks to that bleak post we've reached normal TRT level once again.

                                  ...whoo.

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                                    Posted 20 April 2008 - 02:30 PM

                                    FOUR TWENTYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!


                                    More baked than American soldiers in Vietnam. Me, TJ, Erika, Matt and Paul have a pound. Well, had. Since 7 this morning we've smoked 8 ounces, so half a pound. I'll be on and off all day. Hehehe. Meh. WEEEEDD. PDM and Diddy, I hope you are smoknig today.

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                                      Posted 20 April 2008 - 02:34 PM

                                      WD, you owe me money

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                                        Posted 20 April 2008 - 04:09 PM

                                        ...feck. So much for having faith in Dipsy.

                                        *hands over 5 Monies (internet currency for the win)*

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                                          Posted 20 April 2008 - 04:25 PM

                                          View PostWind Dude, on Apr 20 2008, 06:09 PM, said:

                                          ...feck. So much for having faith in Dipsy.

                                          *hands over 5 Monies (internet currency for the win)*

                                          Huh?

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                                            Posted 20 April 2008 - 04:49 PM

                                            View PostCaael, on Apr 20 2008, 11:11 AM, said:

                                            Oh look, Skidz is viewing the topic. Bet any money he says something about drugs.


                                            View PostWind Dude, on Apr 20 2008, 11:26 AM, said:

                                            I bet you 5 monies he doesn't!


                                            MONIES

                                            They're everywhere!


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                                              Posted 20 April 2008 - 04:55 PM

                                              Oh, well, I didn't look at the other pages. Well WD, you shouldn't pay him. It's 420, and it's impossible for drugs not to be mentioned. Make the bet another day.

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                                                Posted 20 April 2008 - 05:00 PM

                                                Actually, we were doing fine not mentioning them before you showed up.

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                                                  Posted 20 April 2008 - 05:02 PM

                                                  tru dat

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                                                    View PostDipset, on Apr 20 2008, 06:55 PM, said:

                                                    Oh, well, I didn't look at the other pages. Well WD, you shouldn't pay him. It's 420, and it's impossible for drugs not to be mentioned. Make the bet another day.
                                                    Actually, we were doing fine not mentioning them before you showed up.

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                                                      Posted 20 April 2008 - 05:06 PM

                                                      Well, I'm a stoner, so I can't just let 420 pass by.

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                                                        Posted 20 April 2008 - 05:12 PM

                                                        stfu plz

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                                                          Posted 20 April 2008 - 05:14 PM

                                                          View PostDipset, on Apr 21 2008, 12:06 AM, said:

                                                          Well, I'm a stoner, so I can't just let 420 pass by.


                                                          So go get stoned instead of hanging around on forums.

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                                                            Posted 20 April 2008 - 05:27 PM

                                                            <.< did anyone else notice eugine post the exact same thing sot said? was that intentional? Gawd you guys are making me paranoid.

                                                            ASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

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                                                              Posted 20 April 2008 - 05:31 PM

                                                              ***

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                                                                Posted 20 April 2008 - 05:32 PM

                                                                I notcied that, but I just assumed he was attempting to quote, and just ****ed up.

                                                                @ Caael-I am smoking pot. We are in my basement smoking bongs. We have all day.

                                                                @ SoT-YOU DON'T SCARE ME!!!! What you gonna do b!tch. AHHHHH!!! *Runs away*

                                                                ***
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                                                                SO it's edited by itself, but not in words? How does that work?

                                                                He****man.

                                                                And why not with other swear words?

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                                                                  Posted 20 April 2008 - 05:51 PM

                                                                  get drunk Skidz, you're funnier that way

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                                                                    Posted 20 April 2008 - 05:55 PM

                                                                    It's Sunday man, and I'm not going to school hung over. I have countless times before, and it sucks balls.

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                                                                      Posted 20 April 2008 - 05:58 PM

                                                                      you'll skip school for ****s'n'giggles but not because your hungover

                                                                      makes sense

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                                                                        Posted 20 April 2008 - 06:02 PM

                                                                        hahaha do not try and figure out skippy's complex mind. He is too genius for our comprehension.

                                                                        AND LAHARL, GET THAT AVY THE **** OFF THIS SITE. IT SCARES THE LIVING JEEBIES OUTTA ME.

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                                                                          Posted 20 April 2008 - 06:02 PM

                                                                          Plus I don't know where I could get liqour at 8 on a Sunday. All the liqour stores are closed.

                                                                          EDIT-And what Kate said.

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                                                                            Posted 20 April 2008 - 06:10 PM

                                                                            Wait, why bother censoring *** when you're not going to censor pussy?

                                                                            Actually, why censor swears at all? I hear almost all of them practically everyday, and I'm sure everyone else here does too.

                                                                            #10638   kate 

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                                                                              Posted 20 April 2008 - 06:13 PM

                                                                              No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                              XD wd's right though

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                                                                                View Postkate, on Apr 21 2008, 01:02 AM, said:

                                                                                AND LAHARL, GET THAT AVY THE **** OFF THIS SITE. IT SCARES THE LIVING JEEBIES OUTTA ME.


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                                                                                  Posted 20 April 2008 - 06:14 PM

                                                                                  You should recolour it so it looks like blood is dripping from it's teeth :B

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                                                                                    Posted 20 April 2008 - 06:16 PM

                                                                                    its a gif made from the avi, no fanciness here

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                                                                                      Posted 20 April 2008 - 06:17 PM

                                                                                      <.< I thought that was blood.

                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.

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                                                                                        • AKA Wind Dude (WD)

                                                                                        Posted 20 April 2008 - 06:19 PM

                                                                                        View Postkate, on Apr 20 2008, 05:13 PM, said:

                                                                                        No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                        ass = donkey in that case.

                                                                                        OMFG the moon looks like it's going to kill somebody! Somebody hold me.

                                                                                        #10644   Toasty 

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                                                                                          Posted 20 April 2008 - 06:24 PM

                                                                                          He just looks....crazy.

                                                                                          Someone go get the meds! QUICK!

                                                                                          #10645   Laharl 

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                                                                                            Posted 20 April 2008 - 06:31 PM

                                                                                            View Postkate, on Apr 21 2008, 01:17 AM, said:

                                                                                            you suck laharl. So very much.


                                                                                            i do. SUCK AWESOME FLAVOUR ICE POPSICLES THAT IS

                                                                                            for people scared of the moon, be glad it aint the sun. It will eat your offspring

                                                                                            #10646   Drizzy Drake 

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                                                                                              Posted 20 April 2008 - 06:41 PM

                                                                                              Distant vistas
                                                                                              Swathed in the haze
                                                                                              Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                              Fell to whispers
                                                                                              'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                              From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                              Wending as a mist
                                                                                              Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                              (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                              Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                              The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                              Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                              Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                              Lifted with the gift
                                                                                              Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                              She drifted from the path
                                                                                              She was surely set upon

                                                                                              Courting chaos
                                                                                              Prized in the sight
                                                                                              Of the covering angel
                                                                                              Taught in ways of
                                                                                              Smothering another lover
                                                                                              Other than God

                                                                                              Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                              Like spider eidolons
                                                                                              The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                              Those strange attachments on
                                                                                              And this is how they came to be
                                                                                              Dragged before the throne
                                                                                              Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                              On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                              Though fated now than later
                                                                                              By his tutor that had been
                                                                                              He baited the Creator
                                                                                              With the future he had seen

                                                                                              Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                              A reich right by His side
                                                                                              And worming Man about to be
                                                                                              The apple of His eye

                                                                                              His children lost to free will
                                                                                              And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                              Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                              When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                              Seraph enemies
                                                                                              Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                              Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                              From embittered lips
                                                                                              These words were slavered
                                                                                              Split with the whips
                                                                                              Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                              He sought Her gaze
                                                                                              Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                              Blasphemer!
                                                                                              Blasphemer!
                                                                                              Though she was gone
                                                                                              Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                              But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                              A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                              In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                              He swallowed
                                                                                              Blood followed
                                                                                              Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                              Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                              His seal He tore
                                                                                              And to the floor
                                                                                              He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                              Signifying holy war

                                                                                              And watchful of this sign
                                                                                              A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                              Left celestial posts
                                                                                              To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                              Return their fallen leader
                                                                                              As he turned one final time
                                                                                              And threw a glance
                                                                                              Like a downward lance
                                                                                              That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                              Distant vistas
                                                                                              Swathed in the haze
                                                                                              Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                              Fell to whispers
                                                                                              'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                              From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                              Wending as a mist
                                                                                              Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                              (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                              Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                              The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                              Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                              Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                              Lifted with the gift
                                                                                              Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                              She drifted from the path
                                                                                              She was surely set upon

                                                                                              Courting chaos
                                                                                              Prized in the sight
                                                                                              Of the covering angel
                                                                                              Taught in ways of
                                                                                              Smothering another lover
                                                                                              Other than God

                                                                                              Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                              Like spider eidolons
                                                                                              The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                              Those strange attachments on
                                                                                              And this is how they came to be
                                                                                              Dragged before the throne
                                                                                              Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                              On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                              Though fated now than later
                                                                                              By his tutor that had been
                                                                                              He baited the Creator
                                                                                              With the future he had seen

                                                                                              Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                              A reich right by His side
                                                                                              And worming Man about to be
                                                                                              The apple of His eye

                                                                                              His children lost to free will
                                                                                              And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                              Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                              When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                              Seraph enemies
                                                                                              Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                              Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                              From embittered lips
                                                                                              These words were slavered
                                                                                              Split with the whips
                                                                                              Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                              He sought Her gaze
                                                                                              Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                              Blasphemer!
                                                                                              Blasphemer!
                                                                                              Though she was gone
                                                                                              Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                              But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                              A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                              In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                              He swallowed
                                                                                              Blood followed
                                                                                              Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                              Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                              His seal He tore
                                                                                              And to the floor
                                                                                              He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                              Signifying holy war

                                                                                              And watchful of this sign
                                                                                              A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                              Left celestial posts
                                                                                              To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                              Return their fallen leader
                                                                                              As he turned one final time
                                                                                              And threw a glance
                                                                                              Like a downward lance
                                                                                              That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                              Distant vistas
                                                                                              Swathed in the haze
                                                                                              Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                              Fell to whispers
                                                                                              'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                              From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                              Wending as a mist
                                                                                              Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                              (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                              Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                              The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                              Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                              Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                              Lifted with the gift
                                                                                              Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                              She drifted from the path
                                                                                              She was surely set upon

                                                                                              Courting chaos
                                                                                              Prized in the sight
                                                                                              Of the covering angel
                                                                                              Taught in ways of
                                                                                              Smothering another lover
                                                                                              Other than God

                                                                                              Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                              Like spider eidolons
                                                                                              The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                              Those strange attachments on
                                                                                              And this is how they came to be
                                                                                              Dragged before the throne
                                                                                              Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                              On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                              Though fated now than later
                                                                                              By his tutor that had been
                                                                                              He baited the Creator
                                                                                              With the future he had seen

                                                                                              Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                              A reich right by His side
                                                                                              And worming Man about to be
                                                                                              The apple of His eye

                                                                                              His children lost to free will
                                                                                              And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                              Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                              When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                              Seraph enemies
                                                                                              Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                              Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                              From embittered lips
                                                                                              These words were slavered
                                                                                              Split with the whips
                                                                                              Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                              He sought Her gaze
                                                                                              Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                              Blasphemer!
                                                                                              Blasphemer!
                                                                                              Though she was gone
                                                                                              Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                              But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                              A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                              In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                              He swallowed
                                                                                              Blood followed
                                                                                              Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                              Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                              His seal He tore
                                                                                              And to the floor
                                                                                              He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                              Signifying holy war

                                                                                              And watchful of this sign
                                                                                              A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                              Left celestial posts
                                                                                              To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                              Return their fallen leader
                                                                                              As he turned one final time
                                                                                              And threw a glance
                                                                                              Like a downward lance
                                                                                              That stung like guilt in every mind





















                                                                                              Distant vistas
                                                                                              Swathed in the haze
                                                                                              Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                              Fell to whispers
                                                                                              'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                              From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                              Wending as a mist
                                                                                              Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                              (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                              Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                              The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                              Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                              Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                              Lifted with the gift
                                                                                              Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                              She drifted from the path
                                                                                              She was surely set upon

                                                                                              Courting chaos
                                                                                              Prized in the sight
                                                                                              Of the covering angel
                                                                                              Taught in ways of
                                                                                              Smothering another lover
                                                                                              Other than God

                                                                                              Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                              Like spider eidolons
                                                                                              The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                              Those strange attachments on
                                                                                              And this is how they came to be
                                                                                              Dragged before the throne
                                                                                              Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                              On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                              Though fated now than later
                                                                                              By his tutor that had been
                                                                                              He baited the Creator
                                                                                              With the future he had seen

                                                                                              Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                              A reich right by His side
                                                                                              And worming Man about to be
                                                                                              The apple of His eye

                                                                                              His children lost to free will
                                                                                              And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                              Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                              When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                              Seraph enemies
                                                                                              Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                              Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                              From embittered lips
                                                                                              These words were slavered
                                                                                              Split with the whips
                                                                                              Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                              He sought Her gaze
                                                                                              Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                              Blasphemer!
                                                                                              Blasphemer!
                                                                                              Though she was gone
                                                                                              Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                              But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                              A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                              In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                              He swallowed
                                                                                              Blood followed
                                                                                              Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                              Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                              His seal He tore
                                                                                              And to the floor
                                                                                              He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                              Signifying holy war

                                                                                              And watchful of this sign
                                                                                              A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                              Left celestial posts
                                                                                              To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                              Return their fallen leader
                                                                                              As he turned one final time
                                                                                              And threw a glance
                                                                                              Like a downward lance
                                                                                              That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                              Distant vistas
                                                                                              Swathed in the haze
                                                                                              Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                              Fell to whispers
                                                                                              'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                              From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                              Wending as a mist
                                                                                              Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                              (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                              Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                              The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                              Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                              Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                              Lifted with the gift
                                                                                              Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                              She drifted from the path
                                                                                              She was surely set upon

                                                                                              Courting chaos
                                                                                              Prized in the sight
                                                                                              Of the covering angel
                                                                                              Taught in ways of
                                                                                              Smothering another lover
                                                                                              Other than God

                                                                                              Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                              Like spider eidolons
                                                                                              The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                              Those strange attachments on
                                                                                              And this is how they came to be
                                                                                              Dragged before the throne
                                                                                              Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                              On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                              Though fated now than later
                                                                                              By his tutor that had been
                                                                                              He baited the Creator
                                                                                              With the future he had seen

                                                                                              Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                              A reich right by His side
                                                                                              And worming Man about to be
                                                                                              The apple of His eye

                                                                                              His children lost to free will
                                                                                              And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                              Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                              When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                              Seraph enemies
                                                                                              Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                              Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                              From embittered lips
                                                                                              These words were slavered
                                                                                              Split with the whips
                                                                                              Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                              He sought Her gaze
                                                                                              Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                              Blasphemer!
                                                                                              Blasphemer!
                                                                                              Though she was gone
                                                                                              Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                              But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                              A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                              In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                              He swallowed
                                                                                              Blood followed
                                                                                              Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                              Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                              His seal He tore
                                                                                              And to the floor
                                                                                              He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                              Signifying holy war

                                                                                              And watchful of this sign
                                                                                              A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                              Left celestial posts
                                                                                              To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                              Return their fallen leader
                                                                                              As he turned one final time
                                                                                              And threw a glance
                                                                                              Like a downward lance
                                                                                              That stung like guilt in every mind

















                                                                                              Distant vistas
                                                                                              Swathed in the haze
                                                                                              Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                              Fell to whispers
                                                                                              'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                              From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                              Wending as a mist
                                                                                              Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                              (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                              Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                              The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                              Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                              Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                              Lifted with the gift
                                                                                              Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                              She drifted from the path
                                                                                              She was surely set upon

                                                                                              Courting chaos
                                                                                              Prized in the sight
                                                                                              Of the covering angel
                                                                                              Taught in ways of
                                                                                              Smothering another lover
                                                                                              Other than God

                                                                                              Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                              Like spider eidolons
                                                                                              The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                              Those strange attachments on
                                                                                              And this is how they came to be
                                                                                              Dragged before the throne
                                                                                              Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                              On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                              Though fated now than later
                                                                                              By his tutor that had been
                                                                                              He baited the Creator
                                                                                              With the future he had seen

                                                                                              Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                              A reich right by His side
                                                                                              And worming Man about to be
                                                                                              The apple of His eye

                                                                                              His children lost to free will
                                                                                              And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                              Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                              When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                              Seraph enemies
                                                                                              Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                              Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                              From embittered lips
                                                                                              These words were slavered
                                                                                              Split with the whips
                                                                                              Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                              He sought Her gaze
                                                                                              Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                              Blasphemer!
                                                                                              Blasphemer!
                                                                                              Though she was gone
                                                                                              Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                              But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                              A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                              In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                              He swallowed
                                                                                              Blood followed
                                                                                              Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                              Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                              His seal He tore
                                                                                              And to the floor
                                                                                              He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                              Signifying holy war

                                                                                              And watchful of this sign
                                                                                              A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                              Left celestial posts
                                                                                              To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                              Return their fallen leader
                                                                                              As he turned one final time
                                                                                              And threw a glance
                                                                                              Like a downward lance
                                                                                              That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                              Distant vistas
                                                                                              Swathed in the haze
                                                                                              Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                              Fell to whispers
                                                                                              'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                              From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                              Wending as a mist
                                                                                              Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                              (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                              Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                              The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                              Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                              Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                              Lifted with the gift
                                                                                              Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                              She drifted from the path
                                                                                              She was surely set upon

                                                                                              Courting chaos
                                                                                              Prized in the sight
                                                                                              Of the covering angel
                                                                                              Taught in ways of
                                                                                              Smothering another lover
                                                                                              Other than God

                                                                                              Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                              Like spider eidolons
                                                                                              The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                              Those strange attachments on
                                                                                              And this is how they came to be
                                                                                              Dragged before the throne
                                                                                              Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                              On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                              Though fated now than later
                                                                                              By his tutor that had been
                                                                                              He baited the Creator
                                                                                              With the future he had seen

                                                                                              Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                              A reich right by His side
                                                                                              And worming Man about to be
                                                                                              The apple of His eye

                                                                                              His children lost to free will
                                                                                              And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                              Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                              When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                              Seraph enemies
                                                                                              Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                              Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                              From embittered lips
                                                                                              These words were slavered
                                                                                              Split with the whips
                                                                                              Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                              He sought Her gaze
                                                                                              Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                              Blasphemer!
                                                                                              Blasphemer!
                                                                                              Though she was gone
                                                                                              Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                              But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                              A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                              In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                              He swallowed
                                                                                              Blood followed
                                                                                              Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                              Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                              His seal He tore
                                                                                              And to the floor
                                                                                              He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                              Signifying holy war

                                                                                              And watchful of this sign
                                                                                              A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                              Left celestial posts
                                                                                              To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                              Return their fallen leader
                                                                                              As he turned one final time
                                                                                              And threw a glance
                                                                                              Like a downward lance
                                                                                              That stung like guilt in every mind

                                                                                              #10647   Someone Else 

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                                                                                                Posted 20 April 2008 - 06:42 PM

                                                                                                tl;dr

                                                                                                #10648   Toasty 

                                                                                                • The toast in your toaster
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                                                                                                  Posted 20 April 2008 - 06:43 PM

                                                                                                  stfu.

                                                                                                  tl;dr

                                                                                                  #10649   Drizzy Drake 

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                                                                                                    Posted 20 April 2008 - 06:44 PM

                                                                                                    i streched teh pge!.>/!

                                                                                                    #10650   Someone Else 

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                                                                                                      Posted 20 April 2008 - 06:45 PM

                                                                                                      tl;dr

                                                                                                      #10651   Drizzy Drake 

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                                                                                                        Posted 20 April 2008 - 06:46 PM

                                                                                                        What does that even mean?

                                                                                                        #10652   Someone Else 

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                                                                                                          Posted 20 April 2008 - 06:46 PM

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                                                                                                            Plus I don't know where I could get liqour at 8 on a Sunday. All the liqour stores are closed.

                                                                                                            EDIT-And what Kate said.


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                                                                                                            Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


                                                                                                            QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
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                                                                                                            BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                            Wait, why bother censoring *** when you're not going to censor pussy?

                                                                                                            Actually, why censor swears at all? I hear almost all of them practically everyday, and I'm sure everyone else here does too.


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                                                                                                            No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                            XD wd's right though


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                            Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:02 AM)
                                                                                                            AND LAHARL, GET THAT AVY THE **** OFF THIS SITE. IT SCARES THE LIVING JEEBIES OUTTA ME.
































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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                            I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                            You should recolour it so it looks like blood is dripping from it's teeth :B


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                                                                                                            What comes before part B?
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                                                                                                            its a gif made from the avi, no fanciness here


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                            I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                            <.< I thought that was blood.

                                                                                                            you suck laharl. So very much.


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                            Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(kate @ Apr 20 2008, 05:13 PM)
                                                                                                            No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                            *** = donkey in that case.

                                                                                                            OMFG the moon looks like it's going to kill somebody! Somebody hold me.


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                                                                                                            He just looks....crazy.

                                                                                                            Someone go get the meds! QUICK!


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:17 AM)
                                                                                                            you suck laharl. So very much.


                                                                                                            i do. SUCK AWESOME FLAVOUR ICE POPSICLES THAT IS

                                                                                                            for people scared of the moon, be glad it aint the sun. It will eat your offspring


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                            I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind





















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind

















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind



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                                                                                                            Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


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                                                                                                            Canada - PG 13

                                                                                                            BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                            Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                            Plus I don't know where I could get liqour at 8 on a Sunday. All the liqour stores are closed.

                                                                                                            EDIT-And what Kate said.


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
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                                                                                                            Wait, why bother censoring *** when you're not going to censor pussy?

                                                                                                            Actually, why censor swears at all? I hear almost all of them practically everyday, and I'm sure everyone else here does too.


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                                                                                                            No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                            XD wd's right though


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                            Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:02 AM)
                                                                                                            AND LAHARL, GET THAT AVY THE **** OFF THIS SITE. IT SCARES THE LIVING JEEBIES OUTTA ME.
































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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                            I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                            You should recolour it so it looks like blood is dripping from it's teeth :B


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                                                                                                            its a gif made from the avi, no fanciness here


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                            I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                            <.< I thought that was blood.

                                                                                                            you suck laharl. So very much.


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(kate @ Apr 20 2008, 05:13 PM)
                                                                                                            No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                            *** = donkey in that case.

                                                                                                            OMFG the moon looks like it's going to kill somebody! Somebody hold me.


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                                                                                                            He just looks....crazy.

                                                                                                            Someone go get the meds! QUICK!


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:17 AM)
                                                                                                            you suck laharl. So very much.


                                                                                                            i do. SUCK AWESOME FLAVOUR ICE POPSICLES THAT IS

                                                                                                            for people scared of the moon, be glad it aint the sun. It will eat your offspring


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                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind





















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind

















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind



                                                                                                            --------------------



                                                                                                            Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


                                                                                                            QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
                                                                                                            Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                            Canada - PG 13

                                                                                                            BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                            stfu.

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                                                                                                            i streched teh pge!.>/!


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
                                                                                                            Teletubbies Save Christmas
                                                                                                            America - R
                                                                                                            Canada - PG 13

                                                                                                            BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                            Caael stole my 5th star! Much showings of affection to the person who brings it back.



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                                                                                                            Plus I don't know where I could get liqour at 8 on a Sunday. All the liqour stores are closed.

                                                                                                            EDIT-And what Kate said.


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
                                                                                                            Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                            Wait, why bother censoring *** when you're not going to censor pussy?

                                                                                                            Actually, why censor swears at all? I hear almost all of them practically everyday, and I'm sure everyone else here does too.


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                                                                                                            No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                            XD wd's right though


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                            Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:02 AM)
                                                                                                            AND LAHARL, GET THAT AVY THE **** OFF THIS SITE. IT SCARES THE LIVING JEEBIES OUTTA ME.
































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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                            I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                            You should recolour it so it looks like blood is dripping from it's teeth :B


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                                                                                                            What comes before part B?
                                                                                                            PARTAY!!


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                                                                                                            its a gif made from the avi, no fanciness here


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                            I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                            <.< I thought that was blood.

                                                                                                            you suck laharl. So very much.


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                            Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                            *has nine bars*


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(kate @ Apr 20 2008, 05:13 PM)
                                                                                                            No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                            *** = donkey in that case.

                                                                                                            OMFG the moon looks like it's going to kill somebody! Somebody hold me.


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                                                                                                            Caael stole my 5th star! Much showings of affection to the person who brings it back.


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                                                                                                            He just looks....crazy.

                                                                                                            Someone go get the meds! QUICK!


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:17 AM)
                                                                                                            you suck laharl. So very much.


                                                                                                            i do. SUCK AWESOME FLAVOUR ICE POPSICLES THAT IS

                                                                                                            for people scared of the moon, be glad it aint the sun. It will eat your offspring


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                            I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind





















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind

















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind



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                                                                                                            Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


                                                                                                            QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
                                                                                                            Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                            Canada - PG 13

                                                                                                            BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                            stfu.

                                                                                                            tl;dr


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                                                                                                            i streched teh pge!.>/!


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                                                                                                            Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                            Plus I don't know where I could get liqour at 8 on a Sunday. All the liqour stores are closed.

                                                                                                            EDIT-And what Kate said.


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
                                                                                                            Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                            Wait, why bother censoring *** when you're not going to censor pussy?

                                                                                                            Actually, why censor swears at all? I hear almost all of them practically everyday, and I'm sure everyone else here does too.


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                                                                                                            No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                            XD wd's right though


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                            Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:02 AM)
                                                                                                            AND LAHARL, GET THAT AVY THE **** OFF THIS SITE. IT SCARES THE LIVING JEEBIES OUTTA ME.
































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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                            I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                            You should recolour it so it looks like blood is dripping from it's teeth :B


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                                                                                                            What comes before part B?
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                                                                                                            its a gif made from the avi, no fanciness here


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                            I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                            <.< I thought that was blood.

                                                                                                            you suck laharl. So very much.


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(kate @ Apr 20 2008, 05:13 PM)
                                                                                                            No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                            *** = donkey in that case.

                                                                                                            OMFG the moon looks like it's going to kill somebody! Somebody hold me.


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                                                                                                            He just looks....crazy.

                                                                                                            Someone go get the meds! QUICK!


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:17 AM)
                                                                                                            you suck laharl. So very much.


                                                                                                            i do. SUCK AWESOME FLAVOUR ICE POPSICLES THAT IS

                                                                                                            for people scared of the moon, be glad it aint the sun. It will eat your offspring


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                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind





















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind

















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind



                                                                                                            --------------------



                                                                                                            Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


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                                                                                                            Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                            Canada - PG 13

                                                                                                            BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                            stfu.

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                                                                                                            Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                            Plus I don't know where I could get liqour at 8 on a Sunday. All the liqour stores are closed.

                                                                                                            EDIT-And what Kate said.


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
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                                                                                                            Wait, why bother censoring *** when you're not going to censor pussy?

                                                                                                            Actually, why censor swears at all? I hear almost all of them practically everyday, and I'm sure everyone else here does too.


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                                                                                                            No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                            XD wd's right though


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                            Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:02 AM)
                                                                                                            AND LAHARL, GET THAT AVY THE **** OFF THIS SITE. IT SCARES THE LIVING JEEBIES OUTTA ME.
































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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                            I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                            You should recolour it so it looks like blood is dripping from it's teeth :B


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                                                                                                            its a gif made from the avi, no fanciness here


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                            I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                            <.< I thought that was blood.

                                                                                                            you suck laharl. So very much.


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(kate @ Apr 20 2008, 05:13 PM)
                                                                                                            No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                            *** = donkey in that case.

                                                                                                            OMFG the moon looks like it's going to kill somebody! Somebody hold me.


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                                                                                                            He just looks....crazy.

                                                                                                            Someone go get the meds! QUICK!


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:17 AM)
                                                                                                            you suck laharl. So very much.


                                                                                                            i do. SUCK AWESOME FLAVOUR ICE POPSICLES THAT IS

                                                                                                            for people scared of the moon, be glad it aint the sun. It will eat your offspring


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                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind





















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind

















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind



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                                                                                                            Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


                                                                                                            QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
                                                                                                            Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                            Canada - PG 13

                                                                                                            BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                            Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


                                                                                                            QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
                                                                                                            Teletubbies Save Christmas
                                                                                                            America - R
                                                                                                            Canada - PG 13

                                                                                                            BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                            Plus I don't know where I could get liqour at 8 on a Sunday. All the liqour stores are closed.

                                                                                                            EDIT-And what Kate said.


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                                                                                                            Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


                                                                                                            QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
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                                                                                                            BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                            Wait, why bother censoring *** when you're not going to censor pussy?

                                                                                                            Actually, why censor swears at all? I hear almost all of them practically everyday, and I'm sure everyone else here does too.


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                                                                                                            No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                            XD wd's right though


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                            Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:02 AM)
                                                                                                            AND LAHARL, GET THAT AVY THE **** OFF THIS SITE. IT SCARES THE LIVING JEEBIES OUTTA ME.
































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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                            I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                            You should recolour it so it looks like blood is dripping from it's teeth :B


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                                                                                                            What comes before part B?
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                                                                                                            its a gif made from the avi, no fanciness here


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                            I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                            <.< I thought that was blood.

                                                                                                            you suck laharl. So very much.


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
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                                                                                                            QUOTE(kate @ Apr 20 2008, 05:13 PM)
                                                                                                            No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                            *** = donkey in that case.

                                                                                                            OMFG the moon looks like it's going to kill somebody! Somebody hold me.


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                                                                                                            He just looks....crazy.

                                                                                                            Someone go get the meds! QUICK!


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                                                                                                            QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:17 AM)
                                                                                                            you suck laharl. So very much.


                                                                                                            i do. SUCK AWESOME FLAVOUR ICE POPSICLES THAT IS

                                                                                                            for people scared of the moon, be glad it aint the sun. It will eat your offspring


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                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind





















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind

















                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                            Distant vistas
                                                                                                            Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                            Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                            Fell to whispers
                                                                                                            'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                            From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                            Wending as a mist
                                                                                                            Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                            (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                            Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                            The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                            Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                            Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                            Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                            Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                            She drifted from the path
                                                                                                            She was surely set upon

                                                                                                            Courting chaos
                                                                                                            Prized in the sight
                                                                                                            Of the covering angel
                                                                                                            Taught in ways of
                                                                                                            Smothering another lover
                                                                                                            Other than God

                                                                                                            Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                            Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                            The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                            Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                            And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                            Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                            Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                            On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                            Though fated now than later
                                                                                                            By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                            He baited the Creator
                                                                                                            With the future he had seen

                                                                                                            Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                            A reich right by His side
                                                                                                            And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                            The apple of His eye

                                                                                                            His children lost to free will
                                                                                                            And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                            Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                            When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                            Seraph enemies
                                                                                                            Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                            Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                            From embittered lips
                                                                                                            These words were slavered
                                                                                                            Split with the whips
                                                                                                            Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                            He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                            Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Blasphemer!
                                                                                                            Though she was gone
                                                                                                            Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                            But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                            A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                            In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                            He swallowed
                                                                                                            Blood followed
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                            Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                            His seal He tore
                                                                                                            And to the floor
                                                                                                            He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                            Signifying holy war

                                                                                                            And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                            A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                            Left celestial posts
                                                                                                            To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                            Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                            As he turned one final time
                                                                                                            And threw a glance
                                                                                                            Like a downward lance
                                                                                                            That stung like guilt in every mind



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                                                                                                              B@stard.

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                                                                                                                I can do it again, but longer if you'd like.

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                                                                                                                  I dare you, b@stard.

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                                                                                                                      ****ing computer froze trying to do it. WD, I'll git-r-dun today though.
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                                                                                                                      Plus I don't know where I could get liqour at 8 on a Sunday. All the liqour stores are closed.

                                                                                                                      EDIT-And what Kate said.


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                                                                                                                      Wait, why bother censoring *** when you're not going to censor pussy?

                                                                                                                      Actually, why censor swears at all? I hear almost all of them practically everyday, and I'm sure everyone else here does too.


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                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      XD wd's right though


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                                                                                                                      Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:02 AM)
                                                                                                                      AND LAHARL, GET THAT AVY THE **** OFF THIS SITE. IT SCARES THE LIVING JEEBIES OUTTA ME.
































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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      You should recolour it so it looks like blood is dripping from it's teeth :B


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                                                                                                                      its a gif made from the avi, no fanciness here


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                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      <.< I thought that was blood.

                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 20 2008, 05:13 PM)
                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      *** = donkey in that case.

                                                                                                                      OMFG the moon looks like it's going to kill somebody! Somebody hold me.


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                                                                                                                      He just looks....crazy.

                                                                                                                      Someone go get the meds! QUICK!


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:17 AM)
                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


                                                                                                                      i do. SUCK AWESOME FLAVOUR ICE POPSICLES THAT IS

                                                                                                                      for people scared of the moon, be glad it aint the sun. It will eat your offspring


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                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind





















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind

















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind



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                                                                                                                      Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
                                                                                                                      Teletubbies Save Christmas
                                                                                                                      America - R
                                                                                                                      Canada - PG 13

                                                                                                                      BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                                      Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
                                                                                                                      Teletubbies Save Christmas
                                                                                                                      America - R
                                                                                                                      Canada - PG 13

                                                                                                                      BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                                      Caael stole my 5th star! Much showings of affection to the person who brings it back.



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                                                                                                                      Plus I don't know where I could get liqour at 8 on a Sunday. All the liqour stores are closed.

                                                                                                                      EDIT-And what Kate said.


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                                                                                                                      Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
                                                                                                                      Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                                      Canada - PG 13

                                                                                                                      BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                                      Wait, why bother censoring *** when you're not going to censor pussy?

                                                                                                                      Actually, why censor swears at all? I hear almost all of them practically everyday, and I'm sure everyone else here does too.


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                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      XD wd's right though


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                                      Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:02 AM)
                                                                                                                      AND LAHARL, GET THAT AVY THE **** OFF THIS SITE. IT SCARES THE LIVING JEEBIES OUTTA ME.
































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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      You should recolour it so it looks like blood is dripping from it's teeth :B


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                                                                                                                      What comes before part B?
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                                                                                                                      its a gif made from the avi, no fanciness here


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      <.< I thought that was blood.

                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                                      Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 20 2008, 05:13 PM)
                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      *** = donkey in that case.

                                                                                                                      OMFG the moon looks like it's going to kill somebody! Somebody hold me.


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                                                                                                                      He just looks....crazy.

                                                                                                                      Someone go get the meds! QUICK!


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:17 AM)
                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


                                                                                                                      i do. SUCK AWESOME FLAVOUR ICE POPSICLES THAT IS

                                                                                                                      for people scared of the moon, be glad it aint the sun. It will eat your offspring


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                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind





















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind

















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind



                                                                                                                      --------------------



                                                                                                                      Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


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                                                                                                                      BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                                      stfu.

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                                                                                                                      Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                                      BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                                      Plus I don't know where I could get liqour at 8 on a Sunday. All the liqour stores are closed.

                                                                                                                      EDIT-And what Kate said.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
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                                                                                                                      Wait, why bother censoring *** when you're not going to censor pussy?

                                                                                                                      Actually, why censor swears at all? I hear almost all of them practically everyday, and I'm sure everyone else here does too.


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                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      XD wd's right though


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                                      Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:02 AM)
                                                                                                                      AND LAHARL, GET THAT AVY THE **** OFF THIS SITE. IT SCARES THE LIVING JEEBIES OUTTA ME.
































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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      You should recolour it so it looks like blood is dripping from it's teeth :B


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                                                                                                                      its a gif made from the avi, no fanciness here


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      <.< I thought that was blood.

                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 20 2008, 05:13 PM)
                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      *** = donkey in that case.

                                                                                                                      OMFG the moon looks like it's going to kill somebody! Somebody hold me.


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                                                                                                                      He just looks....crazy.

                                                                                                                      Someone go get the meds! QUICK!


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:17 AM)
                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


                                                                                                                      i do. SUCK AWESOME FLAVOUR ICE POPSICLES THAT IS

                                                                                                                      for people scared of the moon, be glad it aint the sun. It will eat your offspring


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                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind





















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind

















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind



                                                                                                                      --------------------



                                                                                                                      Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


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                                                                                                                      BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                                      Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                                      BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                                      Plus I don't know where I could get liqour at 8 on a Sunday. All the liqour stores are closed.

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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
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                                                                                                                      Wait, why bother censoring *** when you're not going to censor pussy?

                                                                                                                      Actually, why censor swears at all? I hear almost all of them practically everyday, and I'm sure everyone else here does too.


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                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      XD wd's right though


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                                      Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:02 AM)
                                                                                                                      AND LAHARL, GET THAT AVY THE **** OFF THIS SITE. IT SCARES THE LIVING JEEBIES OUTTA ME.
































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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      You should recolour it so it looks like blood is dripping from it's teeth :B


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                                                                                                                      What comes before part B?
                                                                                                                      PARTAY!!


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                                                                                                                      its a gif made from the avi, no fanciness here


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      <.< I thought that was blood.

                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                                      Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 20 2008, 05:13 PM)
                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      *** = donkey in that case.

                                                                                                                      OMFG the moon looks like it's going to kill somebody! Somebody hold me.


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                                                                                                                      Caael stole my 5th star! Much showings of affection to the person who brings it back.


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                                                                                                                      He just looks....crazy.

                                                                                                                      Someone go get the meds! QUICK!


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:17 AM)
                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


                                                                                                                      i do. SUCK AWESOME FLAVOUR ICE POPSICLES THAT IS

                                                                                                                      for people scared of the moon, be glad it aint the sun. It will eat your offspring


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind





















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind

















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind



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                                                                                                                      Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


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                                                                                                                      BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                                      stfu.

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                                                                                                                      Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                                      Plus I don't know where I could get liqour at 8 on a Sunday. All the liqour stores are closed.

                                                                                                                      EDIT-And what Kate said.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
                                                                                                                      Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                                      Wait, why bother censoring *** when you're not going to censor pussy?

                                                                                                                      Actually, why censor swears at all? I hear almost all of them practically everyday, and I'm sure everyone else here does too.


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                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      XD wd's right though


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                                      Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:02 AM)
                                                                                                                      AND LAHARL, GET THAT AVY THE **** OFF THIS SITE. IT SCARES THE LIVING JEEBIES OUTTA ME.
































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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      You should recolour it so it looks like blood is dripping from it's teeth :B


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                                                                                                                      its a gif made from the avi, no fanciness here


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      <.< I thought that was blood.

                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 20 2008, 05:13 PM)
                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      *** = donkey in that case.

                                                                                                                      OMFG the moon looks like it's going to kill somebody! Somebody hold me.


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                                                                                                                      He just looks....crazy.

                                                                                                                      Someone go get the meds! QUICK!


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:17 AM)
                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


                                                                                                                      i do. SUCK AWESOME FLAVOUR ICE POPSICLES THAT IS

                                                                                                                      for people scared of the moon, be glad it aint the sun. It will eat your offspring


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                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind





















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind

















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind



                                                                                                                      --------------------



                                                                                                                      Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


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                                                                                                                      Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                                      Canada - PG 13

                                                                                                                      BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                                      stfu.

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                                                                                                                      Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                                      BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                                      Plus I don't know where I could get liqour at 8 on a Sunday. All the liqour stores are closed.

                                                                                                                      EDIT-And what Kate said.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
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                                                                                                                      Wait, why bother censoring *** when you're not going to censor pussy?

                                                                                                                      Actually, why censor swears at all? I hear almost all of them practically everyday, and I'm sure everyone else here does too.


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                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      XD wd's right though


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                                      Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:02 AM)
                                                                                                                      AND LAHARL, GET THAT AVY THE **** OFF THIS SITE. IT SCARES THE LIVING JEEBIES OUTTA ME.
































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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      You should recolour it so it looks like blood is dripping from it's teeth :B


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                                                                                                                      its a gif made from the avi, no fanciness here


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      <.< I thought that was blood.

                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 20 2008, 05:13 PM)
                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      *** = donkey in that case.

                                                                                                                      OMFG the moon looks like it's going to kill somebody! Somebody hold me.


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                                                                                                                      He just looks....crazy.

                                                                                                                      Someone go get the meds! QUICK!


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:17 AM)
                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


                                                                                                                      i do. SUCK AWESOME FLAVOUR ICE POPSICLES THAT IS

                                                                                                                      for people scared of the moon, be glad it aint the sun. It will eat your offspring


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind





















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind

















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind



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                                                                                                                      Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
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                                                                                                                      Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
                                                                                                                      Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                                      Plus I don't know where I could get liqour at 8 on a Sunday. All the liqour stores are closed.

                                                                                                                      EDIT-And what Kate said.


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                                                                                                                      Wait, why bother censoring *** when you're not going to censor pussy?

                                                                                                                      Actually, why censor swears at all? I hear almost all of them practically everyday, and I'm sure everyone else here does too.


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                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      XD wd's right though


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                                                                                                                      Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:02 AM)
                                                                                                                      AND LAHARL, GET THAT AVY THE **** OFF THIS SITE. IT SCARES THE LIVING JEEBIES OUTTA ME.
































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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      You should recolour it so it looks like blood is dripping from it's teeth :B


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                                                                                                                      its a gif made from the avi, no fanciness here


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
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                                                                                                                      <.< I thought that was blood.

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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 20 2008, 05:13 PM)
                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      *** = donkey in that case.

                                                                                                                      OMFG the moon looks like it's going to kill somebody! Somebody hold me.


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                                                                                                                      He just looks....crazy.

                                                                                                                      Someone go get the meds! QUICK!


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:17 AM)
                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


                                                                                                                      i do. SUCK AWESOME FLAVOUR ICE POPSICLES THAT IS

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                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













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                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind





















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind

















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind



                                                                                                                      --------------------



                                                                                                                      Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


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                                                                                                                      Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                                      Canada - PG 13

                                                                                                                      BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                                      Caael stole my 5th star! Much showings of affection to the person who brings it back.


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                                                                                                                      stfu.

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                                                                                                                      Teletubbies Save Christmas
                                                                                                                      America - R
                                                                                                                      Canada - PG 13

                                                                                                                      BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                                      Caael stole my 5th star! Much showings of affection to the person who brings it back.



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                                                                                                                      Plus I don't know where I could get liqour at 8 on a Sunday. All the liqour stores are closed.

                                                                                                                      EDIT-And what Kate said.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
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                                                                                                                      Wait, why bother censoring *** when you're not going to censor pussy?

                                                                                                                      Actually, why censor swears at all? I hear almost all of them practically everyday, and I'm sure everyone else here does too.


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                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      XD wd's right though


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                                      Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:02 AM)
                                                                                                                      AND LAHARL, GET THAT AVY THE **** OFF THIS SITE. IT SCARES THE LIVING JEEBIES OUTTA ME.
































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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      You should recolour it so it looks like blood is dripping from it's teeth :B


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                                                                                                                      its a gif made from the avi, no fanciness here


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      <.< I thought that was blood.

                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                                      Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 20 2008, 05:13 PM)
                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      *** = donkey in that case.

                                                                                                                      OMFG the moon looks like it's going to kill somebody! Somebody hold me.


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                                                                                                                      Caael stole my 5th star! Much showings of affection to the person who brings it back.


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                                                                                                                      He just looks....crazy.

                                                                                                                      Someone go get the meds! QUICK!


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:17 AM)
                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


                                                                                                                      i do. SUCK AWESOME FLAVOUR ICE POPSICLES THAT IS

                                                                                                                      for people scared of the moon, be glad it aint the sun. It will eat your offspring


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind





















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind

















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind



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                                                                                                                      Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
                                                                                                                      Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                                      Canada - PG 13

                                                                                                                      BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                                      tl;dr


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                                                                                                                      stfu.

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                                                                                                                      i streched teh pge!.>/!


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                                                                                                                      Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                                      BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                                      Caael stole my 5th star! Much showings of affection to the person who brings it back.



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                                                                                                                      Plus I don't know where I could get liqour at 8 on a Sunday. All the liqour stores are closed.

                                                                                                                      EDIT-And what Kate said.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
                                                                                                                      Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                                      Wait, why bother censoring *** when you're not going to censor pussy?

                                                                                                                      Actually, why censor swears at all? I hear almost all of them practically everyday, and I'm sure everyone else here does too.


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                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      XD wd's right though


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                                      Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:02 AM)
                                                                                                                      AND LAHARL, GET THAT AVY THE **** OFF THIS SITE. IT SCARES THE LIVING JEEBIES OUTTA ME.
































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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      You should recolour it so it looks like blood is dripping from it's teeth :B


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                                                                                                                      its a gif made from the avi, no fanciness here


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      <.< I thought that was blood.

                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 20 2008, 05:13 PM)
                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      *** = donkey in that case.

                                                                                                                      OMFG the moon looks like it's going to kill somebody! Somebody hold me.


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                                                                                                                      He just looks....crazy.

                                                                                                                      Someone go get the meds! QUICK!


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:17 AM)
                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


                                                                                                                      i do. SUCK AWESOME FLAVOUR ICE POPSICLES THAT IS

                                                                                                                      for people scared of the moon, be glad it aint the sun. It will eat your offspring


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                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind





















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind

















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind



                                                                                                                      --------------------



                                                                                                                      Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


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                                                                                                                      BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                                      stfu.

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                                                                                                                      Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                                      Plus I don't know where I could get liqour at 8 on a Sunday. All the liqour stores are closed.

                                                                                                                      EDIT-And what Kate said.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
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                                                                                                                      Wait, why bother censoring *** when you're not going to censor pussy?

                                                                                                                      Actually, why censor swears at all? I hear almost all of them practically everyday, and I'm sure everyone else here does too.


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                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      XD wd's right though


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                                      Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:02 AM)
                                                                                                                      AND LAHARL, GET THAT AVY THE **** OFF THIS SITE. IT SCARES THE LIVING JEEBIES OUTTA ME.
































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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      You should recolour it so it looks like blood is dripping from it's teeth :B


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                                                                                                                      its a gif made from the avi, no fanciness here


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      <.< I thought that was blood.

                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 20 2008, 05:13 PM)
                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      *** = donkey in that case.

                                                                                                                      OMFG the moon looks like it's going to kill somebody! Somebody hold me.


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                                                                                                                      He just looks....crazy.

                                                                                                                      Someone go get the meds! QUICK!


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:17 AM)
                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


                                                                                                                      i do. SUCK AWESOME FLAVOUR ICE POPSICLES THAT IS

                                                                                                                      for people scared of the moon, be glad it aint the sun. It will eat your offspring


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                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind





















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind

















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind



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                                                                                                                      Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


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                                                                                                                      BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
                                                                                                                      Teletubbies Save Christmas
                                                                                                                      America - R
                                                                                                                      Canada - PG 13

                                                                                                                      BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                                      Plus I don't know where I could get liqour at 8 on a Sunday. All the liqour stores are closed.

                                                                                                                      EDIT-And what Kate said.


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                                                                                                                      Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
                                                                                                                      Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                                      Canada - PG 13

                                                                                                                      BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                                      Wait, why bother censoring *** when you're not going to censor pussy?

                                                                                                                      Actually, why censor swears at all? I hear almost all of them practically everyday, and I'm sure everyone else here does too.


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                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      XD wd's right though


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                                      Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:02 AM)
                                                                                                                      AND LAHARL, GET THAT AVY THE **** OFF THIS SITE. IT SCARES THE LIVING JEEBIES OUTTA ME.
































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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      You should recolour it so it looks like blood is dripping from it's teeth :B


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                                                                                                                      What comes before part B?
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                                                                                                                      its a gif made from the avi, no fanciness here


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      <.< I thought that was blood.

                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                                      Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 20 2008, 05:13 PM)
                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      *** = donkey in that case.

                                                                                                                      OMFG the moon looks like it's going to kill somebody! Somebody hold me.


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                                                                                                                      He just looks....crazy.

                                                                                                                      Someone go get the meds! QUICK!


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:17 AM)
                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


                                                                                                                      i do. SUCK AWESOME FLAVOUR ICE POPSICLES THAT IS

                                                                                                                      for people scared of the moon, be glad it aint the sun. It will eat your offspring


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind





















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind

















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind













                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind



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                                                                                                                      Much thanks to Icy for the banging avy.


                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
                                                                                                                      Teletubbies Save Christmas
                                                                                                                      America - R
                                                                                                                      Canada - PG 13

                                                                                                                      BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                                      Teletubbies Save Christmas
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                                                                                                                      BALLS OF STEEL, I TELL YOU.


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                                                                                                                      Plus I don't know where I could get liqour at 8 on a Sunday. All the liqour stores are closed.

                                                                                                                      EDIT-And what Kate said.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Mallick @ Apr 10 2008, 06:38 PM)
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                                                                                                                      Wait, why bother censoring *** when you're not going to censor pussy?

                                                                                                                      Actually, why censor swears at all? I hear almost all of them practically everyday, and I'm sure everyone else here does too.


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                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      XD wd's right though


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Sea of Time @ Apr 1 2008, 07:40 PM)
                                                                                                                      Yeah and I've never rubbed bacon on my penis until the grease became delicious lubricant for my sexual encounters. Nice try coz.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:02 AM)
                                                                                                                      AND LAHARL, GET THAT AVY THE **** OFF THIS SITE. IT SCARES THE LIVING JEEBIES OUTTA ME.
































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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      You should recolour it so it looks like blood is dripping from it's teeth :B


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                                                                                                                      its a gif made from the avi, no fanciness here


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(Toasty @ Feb 29 2008, 09:11 AM)
                                                                                                                      I don't think that America is ALWAYS right, but Saddam WAS trying to build a megacannon.


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                                                                                                                      <.< I thought that was blood.

                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 20 2008, 05:13 PM)
                                                                                                                      No, I go to an all-nun school. I don't even know what a pussy is. Like a kitty??

                                                                                                                      *** = donkey in that case.

                                                                                                                      OMFG the moon looks like it's going to kill somebody! Somebody hold me.


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                                                                                                                      He just looks....crazy.

                                                                                                                      Someone go get the meds! QUICK!


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                                                                                                                      QUOTE(kate @ Apr 21 2008, 01:17 AM)
                                                                                                                      you suck laharl. So very much.


                                                                                                                      i do. SUCK AWESOME FLAVOUR ICE POPSICLES THAT IS

                                                                                                                      for people scared of the moon, be glad it aint the sun. It will eat your offspring


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                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye

                                                                                                                      His children lost to free will
                                                                                                                      And the cost of beaten hearts
                                                                                                                      Like the night 'twixt vice and Virtue
                                                                                                                      When Her kiss became a scar

                                                                                                                      Seraph enemies
                                                                                                                      Why has my lord forsaken my judgment
                                                                                                                      Am I not free as He to indulge my darkest fantasies?

                                                                                                                      From embittered lips
                                                                                                                      These words were slavered
                                                                                                                      Split with the whips
                                                                                                                      Of their witch hunt gathered

                                                                                                                      He sought Her gaze
                                                                                                                      Midst drowning crowds that howled in rage...
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Blasphemer!
                                                                                                                      Though she was gone
                                                                                                                      Not lyriced to the song of their spirited throng
                                                                                                                      But ghosted back where she belong...

                                                                                                                      A grace embracing Michael
                                                                                                                      In a lace of tears that bleared her pride
                                                                                                                      He swallowed
                                                                                                                      Blood followed
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things divine
                                                                                                                      Though with spit for all things so ****ing blind

                                                                                                                      His seal He tore
                                                                                                                      And to the floor
                                                                                                                      He threw this tie to heaven
                                                                                                                      Signifying holy war

                                                                                                                      And watchful of this sign
                                                                                                                      A thousand flames, unauthorised
                                                                                                                      Left celestial posts
                                                                                                                      To coalesce and, unified
                                                                                                                      Return their fallen leader
                                                                                                                      As he turned one final time
                                                                                                                      And threw a glance
                                                                                                                      Like a downward lance
                                                                                                                      That stung like guilt in every mind


















                                                                                                                      Distant vistas
                                                                                                                      Swathed in the haze
                                                                                                                      Of the reddening sunset
                                                                                                                      Fell to whispers
                                                                                                                      'Neath stars that marred descending skies

                                                                                                                      From the cusp of midnight mountains
                                                                                                                      Wending as a mist
                                                                                                                      Rebels truced with Feriluce
                                                                                                                      (In truth, few could resist)
                                                                                                                      Came praising his hellraising through
                                                                                                                      The sparse and marble clime
                                                                                                                      Where Virtue bathed, their ravings made
                                                                                                                      Her fountains flood with wine

                                                                                                                      Lifted with the gift
                                                                                                                      Of their dark seductive songs
                                                                                                                      She drifted from the path
                                                                                                                      She was surely set upon

                                                                                                                      Courting chaos
                                                                                                                      Prized in the sight
                                                                                                                      Of the covering angel
                                                                                                                      Taught in ways of
                                                                                                                      Smothering another lover
                                                                                                                      Other than God

                                                                                                                      Worshipped in each other's arms
                                                                                                                      Like spider eidolons
                                                                                                                      The moon conducted like a charm
                                                                                                                      Those strange attachments on
                                                                                                                      And this is how they came to be
                                                                                                                      Dragged before the throne
                                                                                                                      Through tongues that hung whilst theirs were run
                                                                                                                      On soft white throats and punctured moans

                                                                                                                      Though fated now than later
                                                                                                                      By his tutor that had been
                                                                                                                      He baited the Creator
                                                                                                                      With the future he had seen

                                                                                                                      Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
                                                                                                                      A reich right by His side
                                                                                                                      And worming Man about to be
                                                                                                                      The apple of His eye
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                                                                                                                        View Postkate, on Apr 20 2008, 11:02 AM, said:

                                                                                                                        two of those ***'s weren't censored o.O weird

                                                                                                                        ay ess ess space is censored, to avoid words containing ay ess ess from being censored.

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                                                                                                                          Posted 20 April 2008 - 07:21 PM

                                                                                                                          Interesting.

                                                                                                                          If that is it, then ***. period should not be censored.

                                                                                                                          EDIT-Mallick, your therory failed.

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                                                                                                                            Posted 20 April 2008 - 07:23 PM

                                                                                                                            B@stard.

                                                                                                                            Now, don't do it again, or I shall call you b@stard another time.

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                                                                                                                              Posted 20 April 2008 - 07:24 PM

                                                                                                                              I said I'd do it longer, and you said "I dare you". I accepted.

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                                                                                                                                Posted 20 April 2008 - 07:26 PM

                                                                                                                                And I called you b@stard again.

                                                                                                                                Take that, b@stard.

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                                                                                                                                  Posted 20 April 2008 - 07:36 PM

                                                                                                                                  ....you're a bastard.

                                                                                                                                  I think I just made this the longest page in GSSF history. Somebody can correct me though if I'm wrong.

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                                                                                                                                    Posted 20 April 2008 - 07:45 PM

                                                                                                                                    Mine's longer.

                                                                                                                                    Do you have nothing better to do Skid?

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                                                                                                                                      Posted 20 April 2008 - 07:49 PM

                                                                                                                                      Point me to said longer page.

                                                                                                                                      Nothing better to do. It's 420. Me and my friends vowd to smoke a pound of marijuana in one day, and the only way to do that is to stay in my basement and smoke nonstop. Basically video games and internet all day, with pot added on.

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                                                                                                                                        Posted 20 April 2008 - 08:03 PM

                                                                                                                                        View PostDipset, on Apr 20 2008, 06:21 PM, said:

                                                                                                                                        Interesting.

                                                                                                                                        If that is it, then ***. period should not be censored.

                                                                                                                                        EDIT-Mallick, your therory failed.

                                                                                                                                        Did you ever consider he censored ay ess ess period as well as ay ess ess space?

                                                                                                                                        My point still stands - he did it to prevent censoring of words containing ***.

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                                                                                                                                          Posted 20 April 2008 - 08:04 PM

                                                                                                                                          WHY ISN'T PUSSY CENSORED

                                                                                                                                          ASSASS

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                                                                                                                                            Posted 20 April 2008 - 08:12 PM

                                                                                                                                            Would you stop? *** being censored was enough, we're already pussies without pussy censored.

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                                                                                                                                              Posted 20 April 2008 - 08:14 PM

                                                                                                                                              Don't be mean.

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                                                                                                                                                Posted 20 April 2008 - 08:14 PM

                                                                                                                                                Your avatar needs to be removed PDM. It makes me want to do stuff.

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                                                                                                                                                  Posted 20 April 2008 - 08:15 PM

                                                                                                                                                  View PostWind Dude, on Apr 20 2008, 07:14 PM, said:

                                                                                                                                                  Don't be mean.

                                                                                                                                                  Censoring asswas a little too far, nigguh, you have to agree.

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                                                                                                                                                    Posted 20 April 2008 - 08:17 PM

                                                                                                                                                    AVGN would agree.

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                                                                                                                                                      Posted 20 April 2008 - 08:18 PM

                                                                                                                                                      At least we still have asshat.

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                                                                                                                                                        Posted 20 April 2008 - 08:18 PM

                                                                                                                                                        AVGN?

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                                                                                                                                                          Posted 20 April 2008 - 08:19 PM

                                                                                                                                                          I dunno either.

                                                                                                                                                          Dude, we should bring back the old filter. Every time someone said gay and it came up as Anubis, and fag came up as girl man... it was great!

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                                                                                                                                                            Posted 20 April 2008 - 08:19 PM

                                                                                                                                                            AVGN.

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                                                                                                                                                              Posted 20 April 2008 - 08:26 PM

                                                                                                                                                              The picture you're greeted with is awesome.

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                                                                                                                                                                Posted 20 April 2008 - 08:33 PM

                                                                                                                                                                View PostWind Dude, on Apr 20 2008, 07:19 PM, said:

                                                                                                                                                                I dunno either.

                                                                                                                                                                Dude, we should bring back the old filter. Every time someone said gay and it came up as Anubis, and fag came up as girl man... it was great!


                                                                                                                                                                XD

                                                                                                                                                                Really? I'm guessing that was nick's doing. :o

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                                                                                                                                                                  Posted 20 April 2008 - 09:01 PM

                                                                                                                                                                  It certainly was.

                                                                                                                                                                  We would type gay when referring to Anubis to save time. XD

                                                                                                                                                                  ***** = God save the queen! IIRC

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                                                                                                                                                                    Posted 20 April 2008 - 09:40 PM

                                                                                                                                                                    By "girl man" I meant "girly man".

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                                                                                                                                                                      Posted 20 April 2008 - 09:59 PM

                                                                                                                                                                      All right, last time I posted here was page 610; that was 103 pages ago, a new record!

                                                                                                                                                                      See you 104 pages from now.

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                                                                                                                                                                        Posted 20 April 2008 - 10:48 PM

                                                                                                                                                                        http://images.wikia.com/uncyclopedia/images/6/63/Urcompasplode.png

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                                                                                                                                                                          LE GASP!

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                                                                                                                                                                            Posted 20 April 2008 - 11:51 PM

                                                                                                                                                                            OH SHI- !!!

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                                                                                                                                                                              Posted 21 April 2008 - 12:13 AM

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                                                                                                                                                                              Image deleted. For posting something so sick and vile, account will be suspended one week.

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                                                                                                                                                                                Posted 21 April 2008 - 12:20 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                lol... I shall go to bed now happy.

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                                                                                                                                                                                  Posted 21 April 2008 - 12:26 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                  Asian warrior girls with penises make you happy?

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                                                                                                                                                                                    Posted 21 April 2008 - 12:28 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                    Shh... Keep that between us two =)

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                                                                                                                                                                                        http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y38/diyablo/epic-failure08.jpg

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                                                                                                                                                                                          Posted 21 April 2008 - 07:28 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                          View PostGimli the Great, on Apr 21 2008, 04:52 AM, said:

                                                                                                                                                                                          You got the negative exponential values wrong.

                                                                                                                                                                                          Assuming x = 3...
                                                                                                                                                                                          x-1 = x/x/x = 0.3333333333 (1/3)
                                                                                                                                                                                          x-2 = x/x/x/x = 0.1111111111 (1/9)

                                                                                                                                                                                          They were right, it's just kind of hard to type infinite 3's. >.>

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                                                                                                                                                                                            Posted 21 April 2008 - 07:59 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                            That chink was hot untill I scrolled down and saw the freaky alien penis.

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                                                                                                                                                                                              Posted 21 April 2008 - 08:10 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                              View PostDipset, on Apr 21 2008, 02:59 PM, said:

                                                                                                                                                                                              That freaky alien penis was hot untill I scrolled up and saw the chick


                                                                                                                                                                                              fixed XD

                                                                                                                                                                                              and no racism plz

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                                                                                                                                                                                                Posted 21 April 2008 - 08:19 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                                :o, how dare you decode my message for all to see. That was personal. ;).

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                                                                                                                                                                                                  Posted 21 April 2008 - 10:05 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                                  View PostDipset, on Apr 21 2008, 02:59 PM, said:

                                                                                                                                                                                                  That chink wasn't hot


                                                                                                                                                                                                  Fix'd

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                                                                                                                                                                                                    Posted 21 April 2008 - 10:38 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                                    yay for racism

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                                                                                                                                                                                                      Posted 21 April 2008 - 11:35 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                                      ...Mallick says nigga.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                        Posted 21 April 2008 - 11:41 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                                        black people call black people 'nigga'
                                                                                                                                                                                                        asians do not call asians 'chink'

                                                                                                                                                                                                        #10700   Ironsight 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                          Posted 21 April 2008 - 11:42 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                                          Mallick is black?

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                                                                                                                                                                                                            Posted 21 April 2008 - 11:57 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                                            >>;;

                                                                                                                                                                                                            Mallick uses 'nigga' the same way i do, to take the piss out of wigger tards

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                                                                                                                                                                                                              Posted 21 April 2008 - 01:39 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                              This made me sad.
                                                                                                                                                                                                              EDIT: Ok why the hell isn't that working.
                                                                                                                                                                                                              Basically, GamesRadar hates Tails.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                Posted 21 April 2008 - 03:15 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                Because it censors shiit in links as well

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Posted 21 April 2008 - 04:37 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                  http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y30/betrayer93/funnies/6rmtj8.jpg

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Posted 21 April 2008 - 04:44 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                    wtf?

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Posted 21 April 2008 - 04:45 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                      lolwut?

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Posted 21 April 2008 - 05:17 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                        -.-

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Posted 21 April 2008 - 05:19 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                          That's right GSN. You bow to ME!!!

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Posted 21 April 2008 - 05:19 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Oh ****, son.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Posted 21 April 2008 - 05:22 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Okami has stolen my soul!

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Posted 21 April 2008 - 05:32 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Well I stole GSNinja's soul, so high five Okami. Ya, it's true. GSN is my b!tch. :o.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Posted 21 April 2008 - 05:32 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  When did this happen?

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Posted 21 April 2008 - 05:33 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    About 20 minutes ago.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Posted 21 April 2008 - 05:42 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      How did this happen?

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Posted 21 April 2008 - 05:43 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        It's a secret.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Posted 21 April 2008 - 05:44 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          *writes Dipsets name in the Death Note*

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Posted 21 April 2008 - 05:45 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            View PostBlue, on Apr 22 2008, 12:22 AM, said:

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Okami has stolen my soul!


                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            yay Okami

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Posted 21 April 2008 - 05:48 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              View PostBlue, on Apr 21 2008, 07:44 PM, said:

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              *writes Dipsets name in the Death Note*

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Eep. I'm scurred.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Posted 21 April 2008 - 05:48 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                *watches as a truck runs Dipset over*
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Oh dear.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Muahahahahahah!

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Posted 21 April 2008 - 05:49 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  *Gets right back up*

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Dude, I stole somebody's soul. Do you really expect me to be mortal?

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Posted 21 April 2008 - 05:50 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    *slaps buzzkill sticker on Dip's head*

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Posted 21 April 2008 - 05:53 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      *Rips sticker off*

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      No sticker can take away the buzz from....KING ARTHUR

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:00 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Your more of a buzz kill then Buzz Killington

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:01 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          cypress hill suck D:

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          i hate you and your misleading link tags

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:01 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            8 foot bong dawg.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            And **** Buzz Killington. I killed him like 3 weeks ago. He was trying to get into my girl's pants.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            EDIT-If you actually watched it, you would realise the bong is named King Arthur.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:03 PM

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              IGN: You've said previously that Fallout 3 will have 500 different endings.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Pete Hines: Somewhere around that.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Holy ****.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:03 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                does stop Cypress Hill being **** or the video not being about the actual king arthur

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:08 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  @ Nos-**** eh.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  @ Laharl-I never said it was abotu King Arthur the king, I jsut said it was about King Arthur. You just assumed too much.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:10 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Don't make assumptions because you make an *** out of you and...mumptions

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:17 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Sig'd.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        lol it's from cad, I can't generate that kind of genius by myself XD

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:21 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Oh...whatever.


                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          What's cad?

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          #10733   Blue 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:22 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            She either means Ctrl alt Delete, or she means AutoCAD
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            I assume CTRL ALT DELETE

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            #10734   Lightning Star 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:22 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/condition.jpg

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              #10735   Toasty 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:32 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                roflcopter


                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                ...now back to my stealth fighter design.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                *pencil hits paper*

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                #10736 Guest_Kalimdor_*

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:44 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Hi! Lol I Havent Been Here Since Page 304...

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                #10737   Drizzy Drake 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:46 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  If you leave again and become one of those "post for a week then leave" members, I will have to kill you. Nothing personal, just business.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  #10738 Guest_Kalimdor_*

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:48 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Lol I Registered a Few Months Ago!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  #10739   Drizzy Drake 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:50 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Fine. "Register, and only post 5 times in 3 monthes" members are annoying. XD.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:52 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    My Internet Was Broken.. I Told You Guys Before I Went InActive!!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    #10741   Drizzy Drake 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:53 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      :o

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Touche.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      #10742 Guest_Kalimdor_*

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:53 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Lol I Guess You Dont Remember Me :o ;)

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      #10743   Drizzy Drake 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:55 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        It's only been three monthes. I don't have THAT bad of a memory.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        #10744 Guest_Kalimdor_*

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:56 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Well It Sure Looks Like You Dont Remember me :o

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        #10745   Drizzy Drake 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:57 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          You posted less than 25, but yes, I remember you joining.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          #10746 Guest_Kalimdor_*

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Posted 21 April 2008 - 06:59 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          OIC

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          #10747   Toasty 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Posted 21 April 2008 - 07:01 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            It's kinda hard to remember someone who's only posted a few times.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            I remember your name though, but not your personality.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Welcome back.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            #10748 Guest_Kalimdor_*

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Posted 21 April 2008 - 07:03 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Oh......

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            #10749   Toasty 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Posted 21 April 2008 - 07:05 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              FEEL WELCOMED DANGIT!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              *slaps*

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              #10750 Guest_Kalimdor_*

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Posted 21 April 2008 - 07:06 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              I Didnt Catch That at the End Sorry! TY!!!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              #10751   Toasty 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Posted 21 April 2008 - 07:07 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                You're welcome

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                ...XD

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                #10752   Drizzy Drake 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Posted 21 April 2008 - 07:08 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  I've been praised and labelled as crazed
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  My mother was unable to raise me, full of crazy rage
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  An angry teenager, nothin can change me back
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Gangsta rap made me act like a maniac
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  I was boostin, so influenced by music I used it
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  As an excuse to do ****, ooh I was stupid
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  No one can tell me nothin hip-hop overwhelmed me
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  To the point where it had me in a whole 'nother realm


                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Oh, and Kalimdor, I know your secret. Mwahahhaahhahahahahaha. Ya, that's right, I'm crazy.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  #10753 Guest_Kalimdor_*

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Posted 21 April 2008 - 07:08 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  I Dont Have a Secret???

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  #10754   kate 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Posted 21 April 2008 - 07:10 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Why Do You Put a Capital Letter At The Beginning of All Your Words?

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    #10755 Guest_Kalimdor_*

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Posted 21 April 2008 - 07:11 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Sorry Its Just How Im Used To Typing

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    #10756   Somia 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Posted 21 April 2008 - 07:18 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      The weirdo strikes again. o:

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      ..wait a second, I don't even know you! D:

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      #10757   Drizzy Drake 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Posted 21 April 2008 - 07:19 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        10 minutes ago some n00b on youtube typed like that.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        And yes, yes you do have a secret. You jsut don't know. But I know. And so will the whole forum. His secret is
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Spoiler


                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        :o.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        #10758   Eugine 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Posted 21 April 2008 - 07:20 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          I remember you =)
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Aren't you from Russia?

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          #10759 Guest_Kalimdor_*

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Posted 21 April 2008 - 07:22 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          No.. Im From Australia Lol

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          #10760   Drizzy Drake 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Posted 21 April 2008 - 07:35 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            STUPID AUSSIE!!!!!


                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Let's rap battle. I heard Aussie's have some skill.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            #10761   Ironsight 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Posted 21 April 2008 - 07:38 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              :o Double posted

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              #10762   Drizzy Drake 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Posted 21 April 2008 - 07:47 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                What on earth could you be talknig about? *Whistles innocently*

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                #10763   Ironsight 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Posted 21 April 2008 - 08:21 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Cheater.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  #10764   Drizzy Drake 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Posted 21 April 2008 - 08:51 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Shhhh.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    #10765   Ironsight 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Posted 21 April 2008 - 08:53 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      ...

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      #10766   R-dog 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Posted 21 April 2008 - 08:58 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Grrrrr

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        #10767   Nosferatu 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Posted 21 April 2008 - 09:13 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Would somebody smart please tell me how a webcam breaks the sound of a whole computer?

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          #10768   Toasty 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Posted 21 April 2008 - 09:22 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            The driver of the webcam is probably interfereing with your sound drivers. Or if the webcam came with a video conferencing program, that program probably messed with the sound settings.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Open up your sound card's CP. There might be something in there that needs adjusting.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Posted 21 April 2008 - 09:27 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              COOKIES

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              #10770   Toasty 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Posted 21 April 2008 - 09:45 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                ANGEL FOOD CAKE FTW

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Posted 21 April 2008 - 09:48 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  .........11 minutes till midnight.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Posted 21 April 2008 - 09:52 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    chocolate covered strawberries

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Posted 21 April 2008 - 09:53 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Your mom.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Posted 21 April 2008 - 09:53 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        what about her?

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        #10775   Toasty 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Posted 21 April 2008 - 10:04 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          She's wearing chocolate covered strawberries.


                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          ....that I'm eating off her.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Posted 21 April 2008 - 10:06 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            http://images.wikia.com/uncyclopedia/images/4/41/NapoleonBike.jpg

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            #10777   Toasty 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Posted 21 April 2008 - 10:09 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Oh heck yes.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Posted 21 April 2008 - 10:10 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                View PostToasty, on Apr 22 2008, 12:04 AM, said:

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                She's wearing chocolate covered strawberries.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                ....that I'm eating off her.



                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Hope my dad don't catch you. He's got a shotgun, a big one.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                #10779   Toasty 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Posted 21 April 2008 - 10:34 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  The bigger the better. <3

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Posted 21 April 2008 - 10:38 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Hmm I haven't posted an image containing boobs lately.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    http://i191.photobucket.com/albums/z84/WindDude/nekojiggle.gif

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    There. Fixed.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Posted 21 April 2008 - 10:39 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      don't come crying to me when he paints the wall with your brains. Or he may just jam an M-80 up your *** and light it. I got a box left over from New Year's.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      #10782   Toasty 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Posted 21 April 2008 - 10:41 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Sounds kinky.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        And yeyz. Bewbs!

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Posted 21 April 2008 - 10:45 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          HURRAY FOR BEWBZ!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          #10784   Toasty 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Posted 21 April 2008 - 10:47 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            *tears off shirt*

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Dang. I still haven't filled out.....

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            #10785   Folcon 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Posted 21 April 2008 - 10:47 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              you could go get implants.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Posted 21 April 2008 - 10:48 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                NOT HURRAY FOR TOASTY'S MAN-BEWBZ!!

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Posted 21 April 2008 - 10:51 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Put your shirt back on, dammit.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Posted 21 April 2008 - 10:51 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    View PostWind Dude, on Apr 21 2008, 09:51 PM, said:

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Put your shirt back on, dammit.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    QFS

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Posted 21 April 2008 - 10:51 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      http://ironarrows.com/Forum/Attachments/wharrgarble.jpg

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      WTF?

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Posted 21 April 2008 - 10:52 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        roflcopter?

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Posted 21 April 2008 - 11:33 PM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          View PostWind Dude, on Apr 21 2008, 09:51 PM, said:

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Put your shirt back on, dammit.


                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Only if you put your pants on!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          And implants sink in water. I'll just have them take some fat out of my bootay and put it in my chest.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          #10792   Nosferatu 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Posted 22 April 2008 - 12:05 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Well since my sound is officialy ****ed for the next while, this is one of those times I put on Brawl to sleep to.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Yeah I go that far.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Posted 22 April 2008 - 12:08 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Nothing worked?

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Try un-installing it (including deleting the driver(s) for it) and re-installing it.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              If it still doesn't work, I'd get it looked at by a professional.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              #10794   Nosferatu 

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Posted 22 April 2008 - 12:11 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                S'what I'm gonna do. Nothing worked.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                God I swear this computer hates me.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Posted 22 April 2008 - 12:40 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Just like your parents

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Posted 22 April 2008 - 12:41 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    I think Nos needs a fire extinguisher now. XD

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Posted 22 April 2008 - 12:42 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Especially since he's NOS, he'll probably explode
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      *bad joke*

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Posted 22 April 2008 - 12:43 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Penisburgh.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Back to school today. PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISS

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Posted 22 April 2008 - 12:44 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          View PostBlue, on Apr 22 2008, 04:42 PM, said:

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Especially since he's NOS, he'll probably explode
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          *bad joke*

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          *explodes Blue*

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Fire extinguisher = burn.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Posted 22 April 2008 - 12:47 AM

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            View PostSplit Infinity, on Apr 21 2008, 11:44 PM, said:

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            *explodes Blue*

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Fire extinguisher = burn.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
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