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"NJ Falls Into The Atlantic"
And it's 4am and we will stalk again
The princess and her bitter queen.
On the 4th day of July
Deep in summers eye,
Naked like the truth should always be.
So speak your knives.
(Don't follow, with your foot)
All this pain here,
(All comes from your dry lung)
I won't listen
(Your rhetoric is fleeting)
My lies are fixed with glue.
Coming straight from off the water
Sunburned face and drunken father
Crying as she's carving in her flesh.
And it's 4am and we will stalk again
The princess and her bitter queen.
On the 4th day of July
Deep in summers eye,
Naked like the truth should always be.
This false art
(Of palm trees and trash heaps)
This burning bed
(Where my ghost will now sleep)
Watching romance from a far seat
Bleeding from the glass on my feet
Learning that I love the smell of flesh.
And it's 4am and we will stalk again
The princess and her bitter queen.
On the 4th day of July
Deep in summers eye,
Naked like the truth should always be.
An angel on his two knees
Arms stretched towards the red sea
Of violence and a sultry tongue
The scenic view of carnage
'Caused by the sword in his hands
The beauty resonates in birth.
It's plain to see the wind beneath the trees.
Flowing free, the summer breeze is sweet.
I lay in space choked by my own air.
I love the taste of your blackened lips.
And it's 4am and we will stalk again
The princess and her bitter queen.
On the 4th day of July
Deep in summers eye,
Naked like the truth should always be.
make yourself happy!!! =))
Thursday, November 09, 2006
Trying to get my band a new name. Tell me what you think of "Frailty, Thy Name Is Woman" or "First And Foremost". I don't really know which one to choose. I think the first one is better, but Jeriel says it's too long.
Okay. My week really sucked because I had to go to school. Even if I didn't I would still hate my week though. I have a really stupid ncc training tomorrow which I have to go to even with a cold. I think I'm going to sleep earlier today. Like around 11:30.
I'm too stoned to think of anything now so here's the lyrics to an Underoath song.
"There Could Be Nothing After This"
In the end we tend to think of how it began
I could never explain the picture painted, and how it made me feel
Now the ceiling is in motion
The light centered and overlooked
You want to see me disappear?
Well, so do I
Such a quiet evaporation
We're nothing but hollow vessels in search of what makes us alive
I never said this was my revolution when you looked me in the eye
Oh, how I've walked in this white line so many times before
What a feeble attempt just to feel alive
This is for you and your hopeless case
You never would leave me in your wish to fail everytime
Everytime I try
So talk about it
At least it makes you feel something inside
Who have I become
Oh God, everthing around me all around me is crumbling at my feet
I stare so delicate and ashamed
At the shell I've shed myself from
In the eyes of my ghost
and I will never look back again
(: I love this song and the best thing is: IT'S NOT EMO.
I'M NOT EMO. I'm just emotional. Emotionally STABLE.
heartXcore! God bless...
#~i'm making myself happy!
Gerald the stick
apathetic anarchist
death: 5.8.1991
age: 15
school: wait and see. its somewhere i don't want to be.Presbyterian High
email: gerald_jiale@hotmail.com
WanTs
God
The ppl who will be reading this blog (this is just to please you)