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Eden's GrassI worship untrue gods, Which I guess I'll answer for, When Peter offers marriage to me There, at heaven's door, And I know all the answers I need to get a pass Into the gate, is rotting There, in Eden's tall, green grass.Eden's Grass
I wonder what I'll do on The day he makes me choose Between knowledge and paradise? Between apple and noose? He gives the ultimatum, I tell him that I'll pass, 'Cause the only answer's rotting There, in Eden's tall, green grass.
I've hit a blonde sometimes, but I've never killed a kid, I'll burn for not b
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- Current Residence: mars... (joke) .. I live on earth, which is on the outer rim of the Milky way galaxy.. yeah.. o.0
- Interests: rock music.. drawing manga...
- Favourite movie: 300
- Favourite band or musician: Linkin Park, Breaking Benjamin, Lost Prophets, Evanescence
- Favourite genre of music: Rock... chill-out music
- Favourite artist: Luis Royo (he owns)
- Favourite poet or writer: J.R.R Tolkein
- Shell of choice: I nice round one, u'know the ones with loads of swirls.. I have no idea what it ment by "s
- Skin of choice: one that keeps me alive
- Favourite game: gotta be Age of Conan: Hyborian Adventures (when it comes out)
- Favourite gaming platform: pc/xbox 360
- Favourite cartoon character: Dante from DMC1/2/3/4
- Personal Quote: uhhh "see ya in hell punk" ... I have never said that but it sounds cool
- Tools of the Trade: basic crap, pencil, rubber, paper, scanner, image editor (I use Paint.net)
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“What do I know of conjured ways,
The guilt, the craft and the line,
I was born in a naked Land,
And bred in the open sky,
A subtle tone, a smoothest guile,
They fail on the broadswords sin,
Rush in and die darks,
I was a man before I was king”
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Main account: *janne-landet.
Photo manipulation account: ~janne-landet-dreams.
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“What do I know of conjured ways,
The guilt, the craft and the line,
I was born in a naked Land,
And bred in the open sky,
A subtle tone, a smoothest guile,
They fail on the broadswords sin,
Rush in and die darks,
I was a man before I was king”
--
“What do I know of conjured ways,
The guilt, the craft and the line,
I was born in a naked Land,
And bred in the open sky,
A subtle tone, a smoothest guile,
They fail on the broadswords sin,
Rush in and die darks,
I was a man before I was king”
Nice. You sound very sane.
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