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Name: Todd Christian
Birthday: 7/15/1984


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Sunday, July 10, 2005

Currently Listening
Worship
By Michael W. Smith
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    Welcome the apocalyspe.

                 Arms wide open; take me home

             Clear a path

                                    I don't desire; I don't want

                    SING IT AGAIN

                The second hand is a hammer

     The hour will not just pass you by

T                This is a dance you need to learn

 

 


Sunday, June 19, 2005

i want to see waves upon waves...a sea of blood.
flood it all and let us drown

i want to see waves upon waves...a sea of blood
cover the nation and make your presence known.

i have build my walls and drawn my lines
please crumble them again.

i want to see waves...


Monday, May 09, 2005

Currently Playing
Unhallowed
By The Black Dahlia Murder
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This is darkness
and I am bound to a lifetime of shadows.
Don't let the light in,
it only burns away my delicate flesh. 
Don't tell me you can save me. 
Lies upon lies
they dig my grave. 
What a tongue you have; what a clever smile...
do you kiss your mother with that mouth? 
Let me return to ashes.
The baby's toy chest is filled with bones.  


Monday, May 02, 2005

Currently Playing
Give Blood
By Bane
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i woke face down in the sand
         only remembering the holes in your hand
                     you looked at me so fondly although i walked away. 
                So can you teach me to dance? 
           Can you tell me the number of stars in the sky?
I am a carcass lying in the roses, suffocating with each breath. 
Turning the pedals into paper, I'll kill us all before I'm through. 
             Now sheild your eyes!
Pull at my heart and tear out my lungs I don't want to feel you anymore!


Saturday, April 16, 2005

Currently Playing
It's Hard to Find a Friend
By Pedro the Lion
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Sunset, sun rest...upon my time.  you haven't shined on my in days.  I feel I have forgot the feeling or the words to say.  Is this a sign that I must become more patient?  I just don't know how to live like this.  Memories fade and my senses are dulled.  I don't know the touch of love.  Somewhere, somehow I lost it all and the piece scattered.  Bound by a life time of broken promises.  Tortured by a mental image that won't stop burning.  Lets shake the walls with our voices; with our screaming.  Lets bleed ourselves dry like the last time.  I have another one for the road...Headlights; brake lights please take me home.  I'm going to keep this to myself...



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