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Its about
written by Genocide Reaper01:31 AM 11/19/04| Its about the riff, its about the kill, its about the blood stained stage on which we bleed. Its about the head banging insanity, its about the destruction of soceity, its about chaotic fury. Its about the death of popular belief, its about the instiling of greif. Its about the blood pussy, the alcohol, the obscene thoughts, the obliteration of anti-Exlieration. Dieing deep inside as we play the beautiful riffs that spread ideas. Ressurection of the complication in music. A founding member of Death metal. A father of anti-ballads, a bashing of soft love. A murder of manipulation! Kill the mainstream, go insane. Kill the weak links, bring the strong drinks, its all about what we think!!! |
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Metal is the Greatest music of all.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by dacode05 (11-19-2004 - 07:33 PM)
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