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The Riddle Master by Manilla Road

"What lies in the dungeons

Of Holy mens fears

For what would kings cower

And men drown in tears

What brings death and pleasure

Growth and decay

What makes life worth living

Who’s the master today

That’s how note read

Slipped under my door

The reason I know not

I have to know more

A poem to ponder

A challenge this night

The Riddle Master

Wants to master my mind

Oh no no no, oh no no no

Strange I was choosen, the fool divine

To battle the master

Of riddle and rhyme

Another mountain

For me to climb

I must find the answer

Before I run out of time

I have no solution

My mind blank with fear

The riddle has slain me

The master is near

Another demon

Walking the Earth

An Angel of darkness


Oh no no no, oh no no no

I can’t believe it’s true

I feel so damned coonfused

All I know is I must carry on and on and on

With blazing steel I’ll fight

The evil in the night

Daughter of hell I shall not lose, not to you

Then it came to me

Just like a waking dream

The answer had to be Reality

The master does not laugh

Defeated by a man

Leviathan be damned, yea, yea, yea”

Yes, I’m in a dorky sort of mood. Fucking deal with it. 

Yes, I’m in a dorky sort of mood. Fucking deal with it. 

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so my plan for halloween is to dress up as a Nazgul with my black horse and go trick or treating but instead of saying “trick or treat” i’ll either scream or hiss “Bagginssssssssss, Shhhhhhhire” and then ransack their villages in my search for the One Ring


i bet


you guys




i was joking

oh dear god



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The Crown of Sympathy by My Dying Bride

"See the light and feel my warm desire,

run through your veins like the evening sun.

It will live but no eyes will see it.

I’ll bless your name before I die.

No person in everything can shine,

yet shine you did, for the world to see.

All a man hath will he give for life?

For life that’s lost bleeds all over me.

I’d fallen before but it never hurt like this.

Don’t leave me here to crawl through the mire.

I’m without fault before the throne of god.

Take from me the crown the sympathy.

What do you think you’ll see?

What do you think there will be?

Sit down! Did you see the sun?

What will we become? Great ones?

The mouths that dare not speak his name,

behold them, raised, complete and fine.

The battle for our lives is on, so brief.

Take my hand and please walk with me.

When I was young the sun did burn my face.

I let its love and warmth wash over me.

The melting voice of many, in the hush of night.

Whispering tongues can poison my honest truth.

Come dress me with your body, and comfort me.

I dreamt of a dead child in my sleep.

I wear a terrible mark in my head.

My clean, white bed. It calls to me. I must lie down.

And I want you to lay with me, in sympathy.

No sad ‘Adieus’ on a balcony.

For one last time, just walk with me.

At the beautiful gate of the temple, we must be saved.

For deadened, icy pain, covers all the earth.”




Reblog if you’ve ever listened to music or if you are a serial killer

good luck figuring out which one


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Oskar, a blind 8-week old kitten, playing with his toys for the first time. x

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