Does exactly what it says on the tin. Some of the nonsense contained herein may be very loosely related to The Sisters of Mercy, but I wouldn't bet your PayPal account on it. In keeping with the internet's general theme nothing written here should be taken as Gospel: over three quarters of it is utter gibberish, and most of the forum's denizens haven't spoken to another human being face-to-face for decades. Don't worry your pretty little heads about it. Above all else, remember this: You don't have to stay forever. I will understand.
Debts and obligations filled
The meal is cooked, the wine is chilled
All complete, decisions made
The guns are cocked, the traps are laid
Monuments in bricks and bone
Are built upon the words we own
James xXx
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
James Blast wrote:Debts and obligations filled
The meal is cooked, the wine is chilled
All complete, decisions made
The guns are cocked, the traps are laid
Monuments in bricks and bone
Are built upon the words we own
James xXx
Medicine has been prescribed
For pounding hearts and frantic eyes........
X
Y quedo llorando, llorando, llorando, llorando por tu amor
Being brave is coming home at 2am half drunk, smelling of perfume, climbing into bed, slapping the wife on the arse and saying,"right fatty, you're next!!"
Arch Deviant wrote:Medicine has been prescribed
For pounding hearts and frantic eyes........
How much can one body take -
The concrete shoes the hungry lake
Doctors we have called in here
Should really have been engineers
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
Once again, thank you all very much. I am having a party in the garden tonight (marquee) and it would have been lovely to invite you all had I known you longer. I will make sure the dj plays 'Heartland' in honour of you all.
party !
Y quedo llorando, llorando, llorando, llorando por tu amor
We much prefer gatecrashing those sort of things, see ya later!
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele