AS HOPE DIES - SELF TITLED 2005

1. Destiny Unfolding 02:58

2. Misanthropy 03:37

3. In Hopes Of Perfection 04:02

4. The Sound Of Hollow Words 02:36

5. Emotion Over Repetition 04:38

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FINAL ANNOUNCEMENT: FROM NOW ON THERE WILL BE NO MORE WEBSITE UPDATES EVER. FUCK OFF. GO ON ANOTHER WEBSITE YOU FUCKING PATHETIC MUSIC-LEECHING AND FREELOADING PIRATING FAGGOTS.

IN RECENT EVENTS, WE HAVE BEEN TALKING ABOUT SOPA AND THE INTERNET PIRACY BILL THAT HAS BEEN THE SOLE JEOPARDY OF THE FUTURE OF OUR BELOVED VULGAR INTERNET. ALTHOUGH THE FAGGOT BILL HAS NEVER GOTTEN PASSED, THE ARREST OF MEGAUPLOAD'S FAT-ASS FOUNDER DOTCOM HAS SPREAD SUCH A TREMENDOUS SHOCKWAVE THROUGH THE INTERNET FILE SHARING COMMUNITY. NOW THE STUPID PUSSY ASS COWARDS WHO RUN MEDIAFIRE, TO WHICH THE SERVICE THAT I'VE BEEN A LOYAL CLIENT TO FOR OVER THE PAST FIVE YEARS, HAS DECIDED TO WIPE OUT MY THIRTY GIGABYTES OF ILLEGAL STORAGE OVERNIGHT. SINCE LOGGING INTO MY ACCOUNT EARLY MONDAY MORNING, I REALIZED MORE THAN FOUR HUNDRED ALBUMS - SOME VERY RARE AND VINTAGE - ARE GONE AND I HAVE NO WAY TO EVER RECOVERING THEM BACK. THIS IS WHY ALL THE LINKS HAVE CEASED TO FUNCTION ON MY WEBSITE. I DO REGRET THE FACT THAT NOTHING WORKS TO SERVICE YOU ON MY SITE NOW, AND I'D APOLOGIZE IF I DIDN'T THINK YOU'RE SUCH A FUCKING FAGGOT. BUT THE FACT THAT I'VE LOST MY ARTIFACTS MAKES ME CONTEMPLATE IMMEDIATE SUICIDE AND THUS YOU MAY NOT HEAR FROM ME ANY FUCKING LONGER. PEACE OUT FAGGOTS.

DEAD ON THE DANCE FLOOR HAS BEEN A SMALL ALBUM-SHARING BLOG SINCE THE INCEPTION OF 2007 WHEN THESE FILE SHARING SERVERS BECAME AVAILABLE FOR MASS STORAGE WITH NO EXPIRY TIME. EVER SINCE THE SITE'S INCEPTION, IT HAS BECOME A BULLETIN BOARD FOR MY RETARDED RANTS AND HIDDEN DESIRES SO SICK SICK THAT THEY WOULD MAKE THE FBI FULLY ENGAGED IN FORCE. BACK THEN, JUST AS I'D NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD GET ANY VIEWERS MORE THAN JUST MYSELF ON DIFFERENT COMPUTERS IN THIS RAT-INFESTED BASEMENT, TO THIS DAY, I HAVE SERVED OVER FOUR TERABYTES OF HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE MUSIC. THAT IS FUCKING  4096 GIGABYTES (4,096,000 MEGABYTES) OF MUSIC WHEN EACH ALBUM ON AVERAGE IS JUST ABOUT 50 MEGABYTES. NOW IF EACH ALBUM COSTS, LET'S SAY, AN AVERAGE OF $15 BUCKS, WE HAVE COLLECTIVELY JUST BANKRUPTED THE MUSIC INDUSTRY $61,440,000 BUCKS! THAT'S MORE THAN SIXTY ONE MILLION DOLLARS ON SHIT METALCORE AND GRINDCORE MUSIC THAT NOBODY WOULD EVER OTHERWISE BUY! HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!

OVER THE YEARS, THIS WEBSITE HAS GAINED A LITTLE BIT OF SUPPORT BUT MUCH MORE HATERS. WE WITNESSED HOW POLITICALLY CORRECT BIGOTS CAN BE JUST AS IGNORANT AS RADICALLY RIGHT WING PRO-WHITE NATIONALISTS. WE READ POSTS FROM HARDCORE KIDS WHO ARE JUST AS MENTALLY DEFUNCT AS PISS-OFF METALHEADS, AND VICE VERSA. WE WENT THROUGH THE RISE AND FALL OF STUPID ASS SUBGENRES, SUCH AS TECHCORE, GRINDCORE, THEN DEATHCORE, THEN DJENTCORE, AND ETC ETC. AND IF YOU GREW UP GOING TO SHOWS, WE HAVE WITNESSED THE LIFESTYLE OF HOW THESE HARDCORE KIDS ARE FIRST BORN AS POUTY LITTLE EMO BOYS WITH NO SELF ESTEEM, WHO TURN TO AN OVERCONFIDENT DOUCHEBAG JOCK, TO AN GRIMY SOUTHERN CRUSTY LOOKING CYNICAL ASSHOLE WHOSE NEVER ADMITTED TO LIKING METALCORE, ALL IN A RADICAL TRANSFORMATION PHASE OF EIGHTEEN MONTHS. HOLY FUCKING SHIT.

ALL IN ALL, IT HAD BEEN A HORRENDOUS EXPERIENCE. I THANK ALL YOU FAGGOTS FOR TAGGING ALONG FOR THIS RIDE BUT FRANKLY I'M FUCKING SICK OF UPDATING THIS SHIT BLOG. I'M SICK OF MAKING A LIVING POSTING ABOUT THE TASTINESS AND SMELLINESS OF MY POOP. I'M SICK OF PAYING FOR A DOMAIN THAT NOBODY WILL VIEW. I'M SICK OF GOOGLE HASSLING ME FOR MY NAZI-BASED CONTENT. MOST OF ALL, I'M SICK OF YOU, YOU FUCKING LITTLE NIPPERS, GOOKS, WETBACKS, HONKEYS, SPICS AND NIGGERS.

AND NOW THAT THE LINKS ON MY SITE ARE NO LONGER WORKING, IT'S TIME TO THROW THE WHITE TORCH. YOU MAY ALL THANK MEDIAFIRE, SOPA, INTERNET PIRACY BILLS, AND ULTIMATELY THE RECORDING INDUSTRY OF AMERICA FOR ALL OF THIS.

R.I.P. DEAD ON THE DANCE FLOOR

MAY SOMEONE PISS OVER MY FAT ASS BURIED IN A CEMETARY WHERE I'M BURIED WHILE SPOONING POON, THE FOUNDER OF DEATHCORE IS SEXY.

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DEFEATER - LOST GROUND

1. The Red, White and Blues

2. The Bite and Sting

3. A Wound and Scar

4. Home Ain’t Never Home

5. Singin’ New York Town

6. Beggin’ in the Slums

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WHAT A STUPID CONCEPT ALBUM ABOUT A WAR VETERAN. I'VE NEVER CRIED SO HARD BECAUSE IT IS SUCH A DEJA VU EVEN THIRTY YEARS AFTER I'VE BEING DRAFTED TO THE COLD WAR, WHERE A BULLET CAME RIGHT INTO MY ANUS AND OUT FROM MY DICK. SO FOR DECADES NOW I'VE BEEN AMPUTATED WITHOUT ANY LEGS AND ARMS LIKE AN FUCKING OBLONG, AND IF THAT ISN'T BAD ENOUGH, I HAVE TO PISS AND SHIT THROUGH A FUCKING STRAW RIGHT INTO A BUCKET. WHO WANTS TO EAT WEBMASTER'S LIQUIDY SHIT? ANY TAKERS?

BACK IN MY POLITICAL DAYS, I'VE BEEN DRAFTED TO VIETNAM A FEW TIMES JUST TO SHOOT SOME GOOKS FOR THE HELL OF IT. BUT INSTEAD OF FOLLOWING THE STATE'S AGENDA AND DOING WHAT I WAS TRAINED FOR, I WAS JUST SIMPLY SHOOTING MIDGET LITTLE GOOKS FROM ALL SIDES FOR FUN. ALLIES? ENEMIES? DIDN'T EXIST IN MY GOOK BOOK WHEN THEY ALL LOOK THE SAME, THOSE FUCKING DISEASED ORANGUTANS. WHAT ARE YOU GUYS GOING TO DO? SNEEZE INTO MY ALL-AMERICAN HAMBURGER AND GIVE ME AN INTENSE RUSH OF SARS YOU FUCKING MONKEY CHASING ZOO ANIMALS?!

I LOVE WATCHING YOUTUBE VIDEOS OF HOW TRAFFIC FLOWS IN CHINESE COUNTRIES. IT'S LIKE EVEN WE HAVE MORE CIVILITY AND REGULATION IN A FUCKING RIOT THAN THEY DO ON THE ROAD. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THESE HORRENDOUS FREAKY-ASS SLANT-EYED MUTANTS ... DO YOUR FUCKING SLOPEY EYES HAVE NO PERIPHERAL VISION? WATCH OUT FOR THAT GODDAMN KID!! OHHH... SHIT, TOO LATE. OH WELL, LOOK ON THE BRIGHT SIDE, ONE LESS CHINK TO DRIVE AND USE HER VEHICLE TO MASSACRE EVEN MORE PEOPLE. SOMETIMES I WORRY THAT EVEN THE DEAD MAY BE BETTER DRIVERS AND HAVE LESS CHANCE OF ACCIDENTS THAN THOSE HANDICAPPED ORIENTALS. GOD PLEASE HELP THAT RACE HOLY FUCK.

I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY THOSE VIETNAMESE SOLDIERS FOUGHT THE WAY THEY DO. I UNDERSTAND IT'S LIKE THEIR CULTURE TO DO SOME WEIRD ASS TAE-KWON-DOE AKIDO BULLSHIT WHY THEY THINK SPINKICKS AND WEIRD FUCKING CIRCULAR HAND MOTIONS ON NO-MAN'S-LAND CAN CAUSE ANY DAMAGE TO THEIR OPPOSITIONS WHATSOEVER? WHILE WE WERE EQUIPPED WITH AUTOMATICS AND SNIPERS AND HELICOPTERS, THEY SENT SOME KUNG FU LOOKING KAMIKAZEE TO FLY INTO US WITH THEIR TWO INCH DICKS. SO ALL THEIR PAWNS ON THE BATTLE FIELD WERE DOING SOME KARATE SHIT THAT WOULD ONLY BE ACCEPTABLE THIS DAY AT A HARDCORE SHOW. I MEAN WHAT SORT OF GAY SHIT WERE THEY TRYING TO PULL? NEEDLESS TO SAY WE SHOT THEM ALL IN THEIR GOOKY EYES AND EASILY WON THE COLD WAR. I THINK THE MOST CASUALTIES WE'VE EVER SUSTAINED WAS FROM OUR OWN DOMESTIC PROTESTS INTERNALLY WITHIN THE NATION WHERE ANGRY TESTOSTERONE-FILLED COLLEGE BRATS WERE CREATING HOME-MADE BOMBS AND CHUCKING IT AT OUR OWN ESTABLISHMENTS. WAY TO FRIENDLY-FIRE, YOU FUCKING COCK-SUCKING FAGGOTS.

BUT STILL, THE BEST PART OF MY TOUR WAS DEFINITELY BEING SHOT IN THE ANUS EIGHTEEN TIMES BY FRIENDLY FIRE FROM A "HMONG" SOLDIER WHO WAS SUPPOSEDLY TRAINED BY THE CIA TO FIGHT ON OUR SIDE. IT WAS THE MOST PLEASURABLE STIMULATION AT THE TIME BEING, BUT IN RETROSPECT, WHAT WASTE OF FUCKING RESOURCES AND MY BODY PARTS. AND NOW WE'RE ALLOWING THESE YELLOW LOOKING SAVAGES TO COME INTO OUR GREAT GREAT NATION WHICH MANY LOST THEIR LIVES FOR AND START THEIR OWN GANGS IN SAN FRANCISCO AND MINNEAPOLIS TO THREATEN OUR PEACE. OH WELL, LET'S HOPE THEY ERADICATE THE LATINO RACE WITH THEIR BAD DRIVING, COMPUTER HACKING, FORMULA-MAKING, QUANTUM-PHYSICS ATOM SPLITTING, TINY PENIS FLAMETHROWER MAKING OR WHATEVER THE FUCK THESE ASSHATS ARE SUPPOSEDLY GOOD AT.

SHAI HULUD - MISANTHROPY PURE

1 Venomspreader

2 The Creation Ruin

3 Misanthropy Pure

4 We Who Finish Last

5 Chorus Of The Dissimilar

6 In The Mind And Marrow

7 To Bear The Brunt Of Many Blades

8 Four Earths

9 Be Winged

10 Cold Lord Quietus

11 Set Your Body Ablaze

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SO APPARENTLY TODAY IS THE DAY WHEN HUNDREDS OF FUCKING USELESSLY RETARDED WEBSITES BLACK THEMSELVES OUT TO PROMOTE SOME SORT OF REALLY GAY INTERNET CENSORSHIP AWARENESS ISSUE, AN ISSUE CAUSED BY A BILL NAMED "STOP ONLINE PIRACY ACT" WHICH ANYONE MAN WITH A SINGLE STRAND OF BRAIN CELL AND AN INCH OF PENIS WOULD BE AGAINST. CONTRARY TO VERY POPULAR BELIEFS FROM ALL YOU FAGGOT READERS, I AM A PART OF THAT VERY POPULATION. I AM ENTIRELY AGAINST THIS BILL BECAUSE THE PARTICIPATING CHILD PORNOGRAPHY WEBSITES HAVE ABRUPTLY CENSORED ALL THE IMAGES I OTHERWISE VIEW ON A DAILY BASIS. I SUPPORT FREEDOM OF SPEECH AND FREEDOM OF PERVERTS. ESPECIALLY PERVERTS THAT CAUSE HARM TOWARDS THE INNOCENCE OF INFANTS. INFANTS WITH LARGE BONERS. FUCK YOU VERY MUCH.  THEREFORE IT WOULD BE SOMEWHAT ACCURATE TO EXPECT ME TO BLACK OUT MY WEBSITE AS WELL IN ORDER TO SUPPORT THIS CAUSE... BUT I SIMPLY CANNOT DO THAT BECAUSE IT WOULD PRODUCE NO NEGATIVE EFFECT TO THE WORLD WHATSOEVER. THE TEMPORARY DISESTABLISHMENT OF MY WEBSITE WOULD BRING HAPPINESS TO JOY TO MANY FAMILIES AND FRIENDS AND I AM SIMPLY NOT THAT KIND OF PERSON. IN FACT I WOULD LIKE YOU FAGGOTS TO SUFFER WITH MY POINTLESSLY IRRITATING RANTS ABOUT PERVERTED SHIT LIKE SCAT AND CHILD PORN, UPDATED WEEKLY WHENEVER I AM NOT BUSY SNEAKING INTO AMUSEMENT PARKS AND MOLESTING INNOCENT ANIMALS AND CHILDREN ALIKE.

I WOULD BLACK MY WEBSITE OUT TOO IF I WASN'T TOO BUSY BEING A FAGGOT PERVERT CREEPING UP TO PEOPLE'S TOILET ISLES IN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL SYSTEMS. ONCE A SCHOOL WENT ON LOCKDOWN BECAUSE I INTRUDED INTO THEIR PROPERTY AND SPENT AN HOUR JERKING OFF IN THE JANITOR'S CLOSET TO THE SMELL OF MY OWN SHIT. IT TOOK TWO SWAT TEAMS TO INFILTRATE THE SCHOOL IN ORDER TO FIND ME HALF NAKED IN A CLOSET ROOM WITH SOAP, MOPS AND LUBRICATION. I HAVE NEVER MANAGED TO EXPLAIN CORRECTLY WHY THERE WERE SHIT STAINS AT THE END OF THE MOP HANDLE BUT LET ME TELL YOU, I HAD BAD DIARRHEA ISSUES THROUGHOUT THE REST OF THE WEEK AFTERWARDS. MORAL OF THIS STORY IS THAT THE TAX DOLLARS YOU FAGGOTS ARE CONNED INTO PAYING FOR STATE PROTECTION SERVICES ARE ESSENTIALLY USELESS. THREE DOZENS OF MEN WERE ARMED WITH SEMI-AUTOMATICS AND ALL IT TOOK WAS FOR ME TO UNLEASH THE LOAD OUT FROM MY PENIS HOLE IN ORDER TO INCITE AN AIRBOURNE ENVIRONMENT OF EVAPORATING AIDS.

I WOULD ALSO CONSIDER BLACKING OUT MY WEBSITE IF I SIMPLY WASN'T SO BLACK MYSELF ALREADY. YOU SEE, I AM A PROUD NIGGER. I HAVE MY FIREARM CONCEALED IN ONE BAGGY JEAN POCKET AND MY PLATINUM ALBUM IN THE OTHER. I RAP ABOUT BEING TREATED INHUMANELY YET I WALK AND ACT NOTHING DIFFERENT TO A MONKEY. I BELIEVE IN EQUALITY AMONG HUMANS BUT I AM NOT SURE WHETHER I AM A NORMAL HUMAN BEING OR A DISFIGURED GORILLA. BEING A PLATINUM SCORING RAPPER, I LOVE THE SOPA INTERNET CENSORSHIP BILL THAT HAS BEEN KILLING MY ALBUM SALES. JUST LIKE AN AVERAGE BLACK MAN IN AMERICAN SOCIETY, I LIKE TO BLAME EXTENUATING SOCIAL/POLITICAL CIRCUMSTANCES FOR MY PROBLEMS. SO I POINT MA FINGAZ @ ALL DAT WHITE CRACKAZ OUT DERE KILLIN' MA PROFIT N CHANGIN' ME BACK TO DA OLD DAYZ OF LEECHIN' WELFARE! EH YO SHADDUP BEFORE I BUSTA CAP IN YO ASS FASTA DEN BUSTA RHYME CAN BUSTA COCK RIGHT INTO MY GORRILA LIPS NIGGAZZZZ!!!!!!

LET ME BUST A NUT STRAIGHT INTO YOUR MOUTH YOU FUCKING ANTI-PIRACY ASSHOLES. FOR EVERY WEBSITE YOU BLACKLIST ON YOUR ROGUE LIST I WILL POST TWENTY MORE ILLEGAL DOWNLOADS AHAHAHAHAHAH. EVEN IF IT TAKES THE PAIN OF WRITING A HORRID REVIEW SUCH AS THIS ONE. GET BENT YOU FUCKING CORPORATELY LITIGIOUS BUREAUCRAT DOUCHEBAGS.

DEAD END PATH - DEATH WALKS BESIDE US

1- Stay Up, Stay Alive
2- Ain't Hard To Tell
3- No Paradise
4- Born Into The Grave
5- Devil's Sun

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I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY EVERY TRUE MODERN HARDCORE BAND WITH NINETIES ROOTS AND INFLUENCE HAS TO LOOK LIKE A BUNCH OF FUCKING BROKE ASS AND UNEMPLOYED SCUMBAGS. THEY LOOK BROKE BUT YET MOST OF THEM ARE SO TERRIBLY FAT AND OVERFED. I GUESS THEY MUST HAVE HAD QUITE THE CHRISTMAS IN A FOOD BANK PARTY. BUT NOT JUST THEM I GUESS. ALL THEIR FANS ARE ALSO OVERWEIGHT MEATHEADS WHO SEEM TO HAVE NO VISIBLE TRACE OF HAIR BY THE TIME THEY ARE TWENTY. OBVIOUSLY EVERYBODY DESPERATELY SHAVED IT OFF TO HIDE THE FACT THAT THEY WERE SOME EMO FAGGOT SCENE KID ON MYSPACE FOUR YEARS AGO WHO GOT INTO THE SCENE THROUGH POISON THE WELL. I BET Y'ALL WERE ONCE STRAIGHT EDGE TOO UNTIL YOU TURNED LEGAL AGE, WEREN'T YOU? YOU'RE NOT FOOLING ANYONE YOU OBESE EX-STRAIGHT EDGE MOTHERFUCKING GIMPS.

NOBODY KNOWS WHY THESE SHOWS HAVE TO BE SO UNNECESSARILY VIOLENT. EVERY TIME I PAY MONEY WITH THE INITIAL INTENTIONS OF ENJOYING A GOOD SOLID FRIDAY NIGHT, I END UP GETTING MY PELVIS BROKEN AND HAVE TO MASTURBATE WITH A CAST ON MY DICK. AT LEAST IT ENHANCES MY EMBARRASSING THREE-INCHER I GUESS. MY PENIS WENT ROCK HARD OVER KELLY CLARKSON. BUT IN ALL HONESTY, THESE BANDS ONLY COME TO YOUR TOWN ABOUT TWO OR THREE TIMES A YEAR BECAUSE IN ADDITION TO BEING A BUNCH OF BROKE ASS NIGGAZ, THERE ARE NO DECENT VENUES THAT WANT TO HOST THESE DESTRUCTION DERBY SHOWS. SO YOUR LOCAL PROMOTERS HAVE TO BOOK THEM IN SOME SMALL OBSCURE BAR'S BASEMENT WHERE FISTS END UP FLYING EVERYWHERE AND THE BAR OWNERS WONDER WHERE ALL THESE BROKEN RIB BONES AND HOLES IN THE WALLS CAME FROM. NOBODY WANTS TO HAVE THEIR PREMISE USED FOR HARDCORE SHOWS ANYMORE BECAUSE THEIR PROPERTY INSURANCE QUOTA GOES OFF THE FUCKING ROOF. I USED TO BE A PROMOTER UNTIL I GOT MY ASS KICKED BY SOME TOUGH GUY BAND FOR NO REASON... ALL I WAS TRYING TO DO WAS ROB THEIR BREAD FROM THE TOURING VAN. I WOULD HAVE SUCCEEDED TOO BUT I WAS TOO AROUSED BY THE HUGE EXHAUST PIPE AT THE BACK OF THE PIECE OF SHIT DODGE CARAVAN, SO THE OPERATION WAS DELAYED WHEN I COULDN'T HELP BUT TO PULL DOWN MY PANTS AND PERFORM SEXUAL INTERCOURSE WITH THE TUBE ITSELF. I CAME ALL INSIDE THEIR DODGE CARAVAN RIGHT BEFORE THE BAND CAUGHT ME AND A GUITAR SO FAR UP MY ASSHOLE THAT IT CAME OUT THROUGH MY EYE SOCKET. NOW I AM BLIND FOR LIFE AND WHENEVER I ATTEMPT TO THROWDOWN AT HARDCORE SHOWS I AIMLESSLY END UP HITTING THE BARTENDER THAT HAPPENS TO BE THE GIRLFRIEND OF A HELL'S ANGELS MEMBER. RIGHT BEFORE THE GUY COMES BY THE PREMISE TO DEAL WITH ME, I DISCREETLY SNEAK OUT OF THE BAR AND FINDS HIS MOTORCYCLE WHERE I START HAVING SEXUAL INTERCOURSE WITH ITS VERY EXHAUST PIPE. MY LIFE KEEPS ON GETTING BETTER AND BETTER ALL THE TIME, DOESN'T IT?

GO TALK MORE SHIT ON BRIDGE NINE FAGGOTS

VEIL OF MAYA - COMMON MAN'S COLLAPSE

1. Wounds
2. Crawl Back
3. Mark The Lines
4. It's Not Safe To Swim Today
5. Entry Level Exit Wounds
6. Pillars
7. We Bow In It's Aura
8. All Eyes Look Ahead
9. Sever The Voices
10. It's Torn Away

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I REMEMBER WHEN THIS MOTHERFUCKING CRAPPY BULLSHIT FIRST CAME OUT IN 2008 AND LITTLE WANKING FIFTEEN YEAR OLDS ON PUBERTY OVERLOAD WOULD HYPE THE SHIT OUT OF THESE NEW PHENOMENAL BANDS OVER THEIR BOUNCY DEATHCORE-ESQUE BREAKDOWN CRAP, WHICH WAS WHEN BARACK HUSSEIN OSAMA BIN LADEN ALSO GOT APPOINTED INTO THE OFFICE. DO YOU SEE THE CONNECTION? MY INTELLECT IS GOING OFF THE WALL TODAY! GO FUCKING FIGURE THIS DISRHYTHMIC CRAP WAS THE PRODUCT OF A BUNCH OF MONKEY LIKE NIGGERS HAMMERING THEIR TROMBONES AND SHIT. AND EVER SINCE THAT DARK NEANDERTHAL'S SITTING IN THE FUCKING OVAL OFFICE, HE'S BEEN PLAYING WITH HIS FRUITY-LOOPS AND CUBASE FOR HIS NEXT DEATHCORE PRODUCTION AS THE GENRE SPREADS ACROSS THE CONTINENT LIKE A VIRAL DISEASE AND ALREADY INFUSED INTO PUBLIC POLICIES!

I BET THEY THROW DOWN IN JAIL AS A MANDATORY PROTOCOL EVERY TIME THERE'S A FUCKING RIOT OR JAIL BREAK THOSE FUCKING FAGGOTS.

WHEN OBAMAXOMEGA IS ELECTED FOR ANOTHER TERM HE PROMISES TO DELIVER FURIOUS REIGN OF TERROR ON HIS SOPHOMORE ALBUM AND MAKE AGGRESSIVE CHANGES TO THE NATIONAL ANTHEM. GET READY TO CROWDKILL EVERY MORNING IN YOUR HIGH SCHOOL CLASSES OR FAIL YOUR PHYS-ED YOU STUPID INCOMPETENT FAT WEAKLINGS.

RED ROSES FOR A BLUE LADY - THE RETURN OF MELANCHOLY

1. I Fall 1:23
2. It Doesn't Make Me Ten Again 3:58
3. She Doesn't Like Rock n Roll 4:52
4. Unseen or Unscene 6:47
5. Pretty Birds Get Caught By Cats Too 3:35
6. S.R. 241 4:17
7. A Girl Named 5:38
8. Musical Chairs 3:05

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SOMETIMES I CONSTIPATE SO HARD IN THE TOILET I SIMPLY CANNOT TAKE THE PAIN ANYMORE. SO I REACH MY HAND DEEP INSIDE MY ANUS TUBE AND MANUALLY PULL THE DOO-DOO OUT MYSELF. MY HANDS SMELL LIKE SHIT  AFTERWARDS OBVIOUSLY. OBVIOUSLY BIG MEN HAVE BIG POOPS. IN FACT, MY SHITS ARE SO FUCKING VILE FROM YEARS AFTER YEARS OF EATING FAT-ASS FAST FOOD THAT MY HOME INSURANCE COMPANY DROPPED ME OFF THEIR POLICIES SO THEY NO LONGER HAVE TO COVER THE PLUMBING DAMAGES. I EXCRETE ACIDIC SHIT THAT CORROSIVELY PENETRATES EVEN THROUGH THE HARSHEST TITANIUM. I LIKE TO WALK INTO A JEWELRY STORE EVERY DAY AND THREATEN TO MELT THEIR DIAMONDS BY TAKING RANDOM DUMPS EVERYWHERE UNLESS THEY GIMME ALL THEIR MONEY. THIS ROBBERY TECHNIQUE WORKS BECAUSE WHAT THE FUCK ARE THE DETECTIVES AFTER ME FOR? IT'S NOT LIKE THEY CAN CLASSIFY IT AS ARMED ROBBERY... BUT LITTLE DO THEY KNOW, MY ANAL SECRETIONS ARE THE HEAVY WEAPONS OF BIOHAZARDOUS DESTRUCTION!

MY NUTSACK IS REALLY SOGGY THIS MORNING SO I LEFT IT HANGING OUTSIDE AS I WAS WALKING MY FAGGOT DOG. IT'S PITIFUL THAT MY MINUSCULE LITTLE CHEWAWA IS EVEN BIGGER THAN MY SEMI-FROZEN PENIS. CONCERNED MOTHERS WALKING THEIR BASTARD CHILDREN TO SCHOOL POINTS AT MY CROTCH REGION AND TELL THEIR SONS AND DAUGHTERS TO "THANK GOD MY VAGINA DOESN'T LOOK LIKE THAT". MY SHRINKING PENIS LOOKS LIKE IT'S A CAVED IN CANYON SO MUCH THAT SUSTAINABLE ENERGY COMPANIES WERE PLANNING ON BUILDING A HYDRO-ELECTRIC DAM RIGHT BELOW WHERE I PISS IN THE HOPES OF GENERATING CLEAN ELECTRICITY FOR THE WHOLE CITY. IT LOOKS LIKE THE LOOSEST VAGINA ON EARTH AND ONCE WALKING HOME NAKED WHILE WANKING OFF IN AN ALLEYWAY, I GOT RAPED BY A OBESE MALE NIGGER NAMED LIL' FAT. PRIOR TO LEAVING ME DEAD IN A DITCH HE SLIT MY FAGGOT THROAT WITH HIS NEW UPCOMING DEBUT ALBUM AND LEFT IT THERE WITH ME IN A POOL OF BLOOD. I GUESS THAT'S HOW ALL RAPPERS WORK THESE DAYS ISN'T IT? YOU DON'T EVER GET SIGNED UNLESS YOU MURDER SOMEBODY FOR PUBLICITY AND GO ON DEATH ROW. EVERY RAPPER SHOULD PRACTICE THIS AND KILL ONE OF THEIR OWN KIND IN ORDER TO CLEAN OUT THEIR VILE GENE POOL. EXCEPT THE ONLY ISSUE IS FOR EVERY PERSON SHOT THERE'S SEVEN MORE BORN. FUCKING HELL, THEY'RE WORSE THAN PARASITES GODDAMNIT AND AMERICA IS COMING TO AN INEVITABLE DOOM.

THAT'S WHAT YOU FAGGOT LIBERAL BLEEDING HEARTS GET FOR TRYING TO ACCOMMODATE THE FAILED EXPERIMENT WE ALL CALL MULTICULTURALISM YOU FUCKING BIG-HEART BRAIN-DEAD COCK-MONGERS. HAPPY NEW YEARS YOU FAGGOT FUCKS, AND WELCOME TO THE DOWNFALL OF THE WHITE RACE.

I'M GOING TO GO HOME TONIGHT AND MOLD MY SHIT FROM THE TOILET BOWL INTO THE SHAPE OF TROPHIES JUST SO YEARS DOWN THE ROAD I CAN LOOK AT MY PAST AND CONVINCE MYSELF WHAT AN WELL ACCOMPLISHED HIGH-ACHIEVER I WAS BACK IN MY DAYS OF BEING A WORTHLESS FAGGOT.

DORCIA - TOURIST

1. Octave
2. Computer Blue
3. Act A Fool
4. Boats
5. The Grove
6. Cursive
7. Lights And Trees
8. Pine Highway
9. Scrap Heap
10. Answers
11. The Rulers
12. Anchor

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REMEMBER FEW YEARS AGO WHEN METALCORE USED TO BE GOOD LIKE THIS FUCKING GAY BAND? I MISSED THOSE DAYS. THOSE WERE THE DAYS WHEN THAT HOMOSEXUAL CHINK KIM JONG-IL COULD GOTO A SHOW AND THROWDOWN WITHOUT WORRYING ABOUT SUSTAINING A HEART ATTACK ON A TRAIN FEW DAYS AFTER AND DIE IN PERIL. WHICH IS EXACTLY WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED JUST A DAY AGO, THANKS TO BAD METALCORE. HAHAHAHA LOOKS LIKE THE ONLY RED BUTTON THAT FUCKING YELLOW MONKEY ENDED UP INCORRECTING PRESSING WAS THE ONE ON HIS BUILT-IN HEART DEFIBRILLATOR. WHAT A RETARDED FUCKING ORANGUTAN. NO NEWS PUBLICATION DARED TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED: STUPID MONKEY CHASING HANDICAP DIED CHOKING ON A FUCKING CHOPSTICK CONSUMING HIS HOME COOKED CATS AND DOGS WHILE THE REST OF HIS FAGGOT COUNTRY STARVES IN FAMINE AND POVERTY. GOOD ONE, AND NOW YOUR SOCIALLY INEPT TWENTY SOMETHING YEAR OLD HENTAI-MASTURBATING SON'S GOING TO TAKE OVER THE THRONE??? HOW ARE YOU GOING TO GET THAT FAT-ASS OFF ALL THAT ANIME AND MANGA TO RULE A MISERABLY BACKWARD NATION YOU FUCKING INCOMPETENT BABBOONS? I'M SURE OVER A DECADE OF PLAYING STARCRAFT HAS MADE YOU A RUTHLESS AUTOCRATIC DICTATOR JUST LIKE YOUR STUPID SON OF A SLANT-EYED BITCH FATHER YOU HOMOSEXUAL MAN-PORN VIEWING REJECT.

IT'S FUNNY BECAUSE CHINKS DON'T NEED KEYS TO ACCESS THEIR HOUSES. BECAUSE THEY ARE SO TECHNOLOGICALLY ADVANCED AND HAVE SUCH SMALL DICKS THAT THEY CAN SIMPLY PLUG THEIR FORESKIN INTO A KEY SLOT AND TWIST THE LOCKS OPEN. SO IMAGINE A FAMILY OF GOOKS (BOTH MEN AND WOMEN) TAKING TURN PLUGGING THEIR ABNORMAL PENISES INTO KEY HOLES AND GIVING BIRTH TO A NEW GENERATION OF INNOVATIVE SECURITY. IT'S NO DOUBT THE LOCKS ARE ONLY TWO INCHES DEEP BECAUSE IT WOULD BE A WASTE OF MATERIALS TO INCLUDE MORE.

I CAN'T BELIEVE THERE WERE THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE MOURNING IN THE CENTER OF THE NATION'S CAPITAL. I MEAN WHAT THE FUCK ARE THEY CRYING ABOUT? IT'S NOT LIKE THEY WERE BEING FED PROPERLY PRIOR TO HIS FORTUNATE DEATH IN THE FIRST PLACE. I SUSPECT ALL THEIR CHINKY EYES WERE PROBABLY JUST TEARY BECAUSE FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER THEY SAW SUNLIGHT WHEN BEING TEMPORARILY RELEASED FROM THEIR TRAPPED DUNGEON OF HEINOUS ASSEMBLY LINES. I SAY WE KEEP THEM OUTSIDE FOR A FEW DAYS SO THEY ROAM LIKE ANIMALS AND THEN ENCOURAGE THEM TO CROSS NO-MAN'S LAND INTO SOUTH KOREA SO OUR LAZY ASS IRAQI-RETURNED TROOPS CAN SWIM OVER THERE AND THROW A FEW MORE MOLOTOV COCKTAILS AT THEIR FAILED PIECE OF SHIT LAND AND SINK IT RIGHT OFF THE MAP. THE ONLY DIFFERENCE BETWEEN THE SHAPE OF THAT VERY PENINSULA AND MY APPENDIX IS THAT MY APPENDIX IS FAR MORE USEFUL YOU FUCKING EYELESS GOOKS.

ALL YOU FUCKING FAGGOT READERS SHOULD FOLLOW THE GREAT FOOTSTEPS OF KIM JONG IL AND SUSTAIN HEART ATTACKS TOO. YOU'RE ALL A BUNCH OF FAT, GREASY, AND USELESS AMERICANS. STOP GOING TO SHOWS AND START GOING ON HIGH-RISK TOURS TO UNDERDEVELOPED TOTALITARIAN COUNTRIES WITH SHEER ANIMOSITY TOWARDS NORTH AMERICA YOU FUCKING USELESS FAGGOTS.

BURIED ALIVE - THE DEATH OF YOUR PERFECT WORLD

1. Watching You Die
2. Kiss Of Death
3. Worthless
4. Nothing At All
5. Kill Their Past
6. Poisoned Seeds
7. The Death Of Your Perfect World
8. Empty Sky
9. Curse Of The Womb
10. Drenched In Disease
11. Six Month Face
12. To Live And Die With

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IT'S AMAZING WHAT HARDCORE CAN DO... A TESTIMONY:

they say I'm demented. I'm only forty-two but the doctors say my brain is riddled with plaques and tangles, and that it may be Alzheimer's. I suffered two strokes before my fortieth birthday. they diagnosed me with dementia because I kept forgetting who I was and I kept using turn signals in a turn lane, something only a profoundly demented octogenarian would do. but hardcore is what I do remember. I remember the rush, the excitement of standing motionless with my arms crossed, staring at the stage as tattooed chimps howl about unity over percussive cacophonous noise. I just want to thank hardcore for giving me something to remember.

HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHA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I SIMPLY CANNOT BREATHE

GO GET HIT BY A TRUCK THROWING DOWN ON THE HIGHWAY YOU FUCKING FAGGOT

ANOTHER VICTIM - PORTRAYAL OF VENGEANCE

1. Martyr

2. The Undertaker

3. Ritual of Decay

4. Trial for a Wasted Life

5. A Portrayal of Violence

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THIS ALBUM'S ALMOST AS ANCIENT AS MY SAGGY LEFT TIT THAT'S ABOUT TO CRUMBLE OFF MY ROTTEN DUSTY CHEST. IT'S SO FUCKING OLD WHEN JESUS WAS FIRST BORN BY THAT FILTHY VIRGIN MARY THE WHORE, THEY REJOICED AND ALONG TO THIS ARTIFACT WHILE JEHOVAH THE FAGGOT MOLESTED THE NEWBORN INFANT BY TWEEZERING HIS MINUSCULE DICK.  SUCH HOLY CHURCH-LIKE ACTIVITIES FOR FUCKING FAGGOTS PRACTICING CHRISTIANITY, JUST ASK UNDEROATH THOSE GODLY PRIEST WORSHIPPING FAGGOTS. WHEN THEY'RE NOT TOO BUSY BAPTIZING EACH OTHER'S DICK WITH THEIR OWN HOLY CUM-WATER IN A PRAYER ROOMBACK OF THEIR CHRISTIAN TOURING BUS, THAT IS.

I LOVE WHEN ALL THE HARDCORE BANDS FIRST SURFACE AS HARDCORE BANDS, LIFE AND SEX DEPRIVED METAL CRITICS LOVE TO RAVE AND PRAISE ALL OVER THEM. THAT IS UNTIL THEY GOTO A SHOW AND SEE A BUNCH OF HARDCORE KIDS WHO ARE OBVIOUSLY MORE ATTRACTIVE AND SOCIALLY-ACCEPTED THAN MOST (IF NOT ALL) THEIR SORRY SOCIALLY REJECTED ASSES, THEN THAT'S WHEN THEY START VENTING ONLINE ABOUT HOW THE HEAVY MUSIC SCENE IS GETTING "CORE'D OUT". HEY FAGGOT REJECTS, WAKE THE FUCK UP. NOBODY WANTS TO GO THROUGH LIFE WORSHIPPING A BUNCH OF OBSCURE CRUST-SLUDGE-STONER-DOOM BLACK METAL BANDS NO FEMALE WILL EVER CARE ABOUT. SO IF YOU WANT TO STAY KVLT AND TR00, YOU KEEP THAT CANDLE LIT IN YOUR MOTHER'S BASEMENT WHILE WORSHIPING TO THE GOAT HEADS YOU HUNTED IN THE MIDST OF NOWHERE IN MAINE. YOU FUCKING OVERWEIGHT SATANIC RETARDS ARE SO PATHETIC THAT IT WOULD TAKE A FORKLIFT TO SEVER YOUR FAT ASS FROM THE COMFORT OF YOUR MOTHER'S LEATHER COUCH WHERE YOU SIT AND GLUE YOURSELVES TO YOUR LOCAL CHAPTERS OF METAL FORUMS ALL DAY. IF IT WASN'T FOR THE INTERNET NOT EVEN THE GOVERNMENT IDENTITY BUREAUCRACY WILL KNOW OF YOUR SORRY INVISIBLE EXISTENCE. ALL YOU FUCKING RETARDS NEED TO INHALE SOME FRESH AIR, BREATHE IN SOME OXYGEN AND END YOUR MISERABLE BAT-LIKE LIVES YOU PITIFUL ASSWIPES. I CAN'T STAND YOU MOTHERFUCKING IDIOTS WHO REMINDS ME OF A MIRROR IMAGE OF MY PITIFUL SELF. ALL YOU PUSSY ASS SUBURBAN TEENAGE DEVIL WORSHIPING TARDS NEED TO BURN EACH OTHER UP IN YOUR OWN CREATIVE "INVERTED CROSSES" IN YOUR SUBURBAN FORESTS AND DISSECT YOUR OWN CHEST PENTAGRAM STYLE. AND STOP CRYING ABOUT HARDCORE JOCKS SACKING YOU AT SHOWS BECAUSE I DON'T EVER SEE A REASON WHY YOU NEED HEALTHY GONADS THIS LIFETIME. IF YOU LOVE THE CELTIC SCANDINAVIAN AND NORWEGIAN CULTURE SO MUCH THEN YOU ALL NEED TO FREEZE TO DEATH IN SIBERIA ALREADY YOU FUCKING DISGUSTINGLY VILE ANIMALS OF LIFE. YOU WANT ABSOLUTE EVIL AND ANARCHY LIKE YOUR MUSIC ENDORSES? GO LEGALLY CHANGE YOUR NAME TO "SATYRICON" AND HIJACK A COMMERCIAL AIRPLANE AND RUN IT RIGHT INTO YOUR LOCAL CHURCH IN THE NAME OF "MAYHEM" YOU FUCKING REPULSIVE, PUTRID SLOBS.

GO COMMIT A SCHOOL SHOOTING MASSACRE AND BLAME IT ON THE DARK GROTESQUE CULTURE OF MARILYN MANSION AND THEN CRY ABOUT HOW YOU'RE ALL AGAINST MARILYN MANSION BECAUSE IT'S NOWHERE TO THE INTENSITY OF "DARK TRANQUILLITY" AND "MY DYING BRIDE" LOLOL UNHOLY FUCKING FAGGOTS

ANOTHER VICTIM - APOCALYPSE NOW

01 Judgement's Coming

02 Free In Constraint

03 Threat

04 Vicars Of Glutton Filth (Apocalypse Now)

05 A Lesson In Fear

06 Deconstruct The Roles

07 Untitled [Instrumental]

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I CAN'T STAND ALL THESE TOUGH GUY HARDCORE BANDS. THEY MAKE ME SEEM SLOW, WEAK, INCOMPETENT AND FAT. EVERY TIME I GOTO A HARDCORE SHOW THEY ASK ME HOW FAR ALONG'S MY OBESE BEER BABY. I GET PISSED OFF AND TELL THE SIXTEEN YEAR OLD NINJAS TO FUCK OFF AND STOP HARASSING ME. THEN THEY GET PISSED OFF AND KARATE CHOP MY ROLLS INTO EIGHTEEN DIFFERENT PIECES AND SELL THEM OUTSIDE AS STEAKS TO THE AFTER-PARTY BBQ. ALL GOES WELL UNTIL THE STRAIGHT EDGE VEGAN BANDS REALIZE I'M THE ONE SUPPLYING THE MEAT AND SLAMS ME INTO A BRICK WALL WITH THEIR TOURING VAN AND MAKES PANCAKES OUT OF ME INSTEAD.

I CAN'T STAND PEOPLE WHO ARE PREGNANT SUCH A YOUNG AGE. WHEN I WAS SIXTEEN I HAD A BEST FRIEND WHO'S PREGNANT WITH A KID. THE ONLY MYSTERY HERE IS, THAT MY BEST FRIEND IS A MAN. I WAS LIKE "DUDE, YOU'RE SIXTEEN AND PREGNANT... AND YOU'RE A GUY. HOW THE FUCK DO YOU DO IT?" HE RESPONDS BY PLUGGING A USB UP MY ASSHOLE AND INSTALLING A ROGUE PROGRAM CALLED "SCENE-DROME" THAT MADE ME PRODUCE OVARIES. BUT SEEING THAT I HAD NO VAGINA TO RELEASE THE OVULATION, I ENDED UP SHITTING OUT A BRAND NEW BASKET OF EGGS AT THE END OF EVERY MONTH. I SHAT THEM STRAIGHT INTO COSTCO AND WALMART BINS FOR THEM TO SELL AT A ULTRA-LOW PRICE, SO THAT HEALTHY INFANTS AND CHILDREN CAN INDULGE IN FOOD THAT COMES OUT OF MY IMMEDIATE ASSHOLE. AND THEN COUNTLESS AMERICANS WONDER WHY THEIR KIDS GROW UP TO BECOME SUCH FAT AND INCOMPETENT WASTES OF LIFE... ALL BECAUSE THEY'VE BEEN EATING MY OVULATED MAN-EGGS SINCE THEY WERE TWO YEARS OLD. HEY FAGGOTS, SUE ME.

I CAN'T STAND THIS HARDCORE SCENE ANY LONGER SO I TRIED CHANGING MY LANDSCAPE AND WENT TO A METAL SHOW. WORST FUCKING ALTERNATIVE DECISION EVER MADE. FIRST THING THAT HAPPENED TO ME WHEN I STEPPED IN WAS GETTING SOME HEADBANGER'S THIRTEEN INCH LONG HAIR SHOVED RIGHT IN MY MOUTH WHEN HE'S TWIRLING HIS HEAD IN THE CENTER OF THE PIT LIKE HE WAS BEING MOLESTED BY A GRANDFATHER NAMED TORNADO. AFTER ASPHYXIATING ON HIS HAIR FOR DAYS, I SPAT OUT A HAIRBALL THE SIZE OF MIKE TYSON'S TESTICLE: BIG, FILTHY AND DISEASED. JUST LIKE MOST METALHEADS WHO GETS KNOCKED THE FUCK OUT AT SHOWS WHEN THEY TRY TO PUSH MOSH TO HORRIBLE SHAI HULUD  COVERS HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. OH MY GOD I HATE THE CURRENT STATE OF SCENES. SO I THINK I'M GOING TO DO WHAT THE AVERAGE RUN-OF-THE-MILL JOE DOES ABOUT IT: GO PUSH MOSH ABOUT IT LIKE A FUCKING FAGGOT.

GO BURY YOURSELF SIX FEET DEEP RIGHT BESIDE DEATHCORE IS SEXY YOU RETARDED MUSIC-PIRATING TRAMPS

ON BURNING SHORES - COMMON GROUND

01. Bridges

02. Dare To Try

03. Buckshot Mouthwash

04. Tips For Better Household Cleaning

05. Blade To Betray

06. Common Ground

07. End Of Ignorance

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THE LAST TIME I TOOK A DUMP IT WAS ON A SHORE SOMEWHERE ON THE EDGE OF THE WORLD. BUT NOPE, THE SHORE WASN'T BURNING UNLESS YOU'RE REFERRING TO THE ODOUR OF THE RAUNCHY SHIT THAT SQUEEZED OUT OF MY HOT ANUS. ON THE CONTRARY, THE SHORE WAS ALMOST AS WET AS I WAS WHILE JERKING OFF THE HOT MIDDLE AGED SUNBATHING WOMEN AND THEIR CHILDREN. WHAT A FUCKING SEXY SIGHT. THAT IS UNTIL I EJACULATE WITH SUCH SHEER PENILE PROJECTION FORCE AND ALL THE SPERM GOES STRAIGHT INTO MY MOUTH AS I EXHALE A LOUD AUDIBLE "AHHHHH" RELEASE IN PLEASURE. MY CUM TASTES DISGUSTING. STILL, ALL IS USUALLY FINE UNTIL THEIR HUSBAND FINDS OUT. THEN THEY GET MAD AND PUSH ME OFF THE EDGE OF THE WORLD. AS I FALL TO MY MISERABLE DEATH, MY SPIRIT COMES BACK WITH UNGRATEFUL VENGEANCE AND POLLUTES THE NOOSPHERE THROUGH THE INTERNET (OTHERWISE KNOWN AS UPDATING THIS FUCKING RETARDED SITE).

EVERY TIME I DROP A HUGE LOOGIE ON THE BEACH, I GET LITTLE KIDS TO WIPE MY ANUS WITH SAND. THEN I ENCOURAGE THEM TO BUILD HUGE STINKY SAND CASTLES WITH THE DROPLETS OF MY SHIT THAT MY STOMACH CONVERTED FROM EATING DISGUSTING HANDOUTS FROM THE FOOD BANK. THEY ARE SO PROUD OF THEIR ARCHITECTURES AND YET THEIR PARENTS WONDER WHERE THE HELL THE SMELL'S COMING FROM. IT'S ABSOLUTELY VILE AND REPULSIVE. LUCKIER HOMELESS PEOPLE HAVE HAD BETTER MEALS SIMPLY JUST DIGESTING MY SHIT IN AND OF ITSELF. HAVE YOU EVER TRIED EATING YOUR OWN SHIT? YOU MAY NOT BELIEVE THE MIRACULOUS WAYS YOUR STOMACH WORKS: WHEN YOU EAT FOOD IT GETS PROCESSED INTO SHIT; BUT ONCE YOU EAT THE SHIT ITSELF, YOUR STOMACH CONVERTS IT BACK INTO THE ACTUAL FOOD ITSELF WHEN YOU SHIT OUT YOUR OWN SHIT!

NINE OUT OF TEN NUTRITION EXPERTS HAVE RECOMMENDED THIS FORM OF DIETING. EATING YOUR OWN SHIT IS LOW IN CALORIES AS WELL SO THAT WAY ALL YOU BULLEMIC THIRTEEN YEAR OLD SCENE KIDS WON'T HAVE TO PUKE IT BACK UP AFTER EATING. EWW, IMAGINE VOMITING OUT YOUR OWN SHIT. I KNOW TWO-GIRLS-ONE-CUP HAS ALREADY EXPERIMENTED IT BECAUSE MY DICK WAS SOLID FOR A WEEK STRAIGHT AFTER VIEWING THE SCAT PORN. LIFE IS FULL OF DELICIOUSNESS, AND IT ALL STARTS WITH TAKING A HUGE DUMP ON A BURNING SHORE.

THANK GOD FOR METALCORE

BETWEEN THE BURIED AND ME - THE GREAT MISDIRECT

1. "Mirrors" 3:38
2. "Obfuscation" 9:15
3. "Disease, Injury, Madness" 11:03
4. "Fossil Genera – A Feed from Cloud Mountain" 12:11
5. "Desert of Song" 5:34
6. "Swim to the Moon" 17:54
Total length: 59:34

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IN CASE ALL YOU FAGGOTS ARE IN A DEEP SLUMBER WITH YOUR HEAD FAR UP EACH OTHER'S ANUSES, NOVEMBER THE 16TH OF 2011 MARKED A CRITICAL DAY WHEN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA - LAND OF THE FREE - IS TRYING TO CENSOR THE INTERNET. IF THIS COUNTRY'S ADMINISTRATION PREVAILS, MUCH OF ALL THIS HORRID DIARRHEA YOU ARE CURRENTLY READING WILL BE CENSORED IN THE ACT OF BASTARDIZING OUR FREEDOM OF SPEECH IN WHAT THEY CALL "A LAND OF THE FREE". HOLY FUCKING FAGGOTS. SO LADIES AND GENTLEFAGGOTS, THIS UPDATE WILL BE AN ENTRY DEDICATED TO HOW I FEEL ABOUT CENSORSHIP AND POLITICAL CORRECTNESS...

WOMEN AND NIGGERS ARE NOT REALLY HUMAN BEINGS. THEREFORE SUBHUMANS SHOULD NOT BE ELIGIBLE TO VOTE. IF ALL THEIR BALLOTS CAN BE NULLIFIED FOR THE NEXT ELECTION THEN I DOUBT IF WE'LL EVER HAVE ANOTHER APE MONKEY RUNNING FOR PRESIDENCY. I ENDORSED THE ASSASSINATION OF JOHN F. KENNEDY BECAUSE HEADSHOTS ARE COOL. IN FACT, THE ONLY PROBLEM I HAD WITH THE STATE'S CONSPIRACY TO ASSASSINATE THAT GIMPY LIBERAL FAGGOT KENNEDY IS THAT WHEN HIS BRAIN GOT OBLITERATED BY BULLETS, THERE WAS NO "HEADSHOT!" CALL LIKE IN MODERN WARFARE 2. THAT WAS QUITE A DISAPPOINTMENT. IF ONLY VIDEO GAMES ARE REAL THEN PERHAPS I CAN GO OUT HEISTING VEHICLES ALL DAY AND SHOOT HOOKERS WHO SAY NO TO MY GROTESQUE PHYSICAL APPEALS. SO THAT WAY I DON'T HAVE TO PUT THE VIBRATING JOYSTICKS TO MY SCROTUM EVERY TIME I DROP A NUKE IN THE TOILET. I LIKE NUKES. WE SHOULD BOMB EVERY FUCKING COUNTRY THAT ISN'T WHITE SO PERHAPS THEN WE WON'T HAVE THIS MUSLIM ATROCITY THAT'S CURRENTLY OVERTAKING EUROPE. SO THAT WAY RADICAL RIGHT WING NORWEIGIAN FAGGOTS WON'T BE SO STUPID AS TO SHOOT THEIR OWN PEOPLE TO PROVE A POINT ON A FUCKING ISLAND CAMP. I WISH SUICIDE BOMBERS WOULD DECLARE JIHAD ON MY FUCKING WEBSITE YOU FUCKING FAGGOTS. WHAT ARE YOU ASSWIPES GOING TO DO, DELICATELY WRAP A TICKING TIME BOMB AROUND YOUR EIGHT YEAR OLD PROSTITUTE'S BURKA AND THROW IT AT MOUNTAIN VIEW, CALIFORNIA? I CAN'T STAND ALL THIS ISLAMIC ATROCITY GOING ON AROUND THE WORLD RIGHT NOW. FUCK YOUR SAND NIGGER LIVES. SPEAKING OF NIGGERS ONCE AGAIN, I WISH AFRICA WOULD JUST EVOLVE ALREADY SO THEY CAN BE UP TO PAR WITH THE REST OF THE SPECIES LIVING IN THIS WORLD. BUT NOPE. ALL THEY LACK IS BRAINS AND HAVE BIG DICKS (WHICH THEY USE TO STICK INTO OTHER ANIMAL'S ANUSES IN ORDER TO CONTRACT AIDS). ALL NIGGERS SHOULD GO JAYWALK ACROSS THE STREETS OF CHINA AND GET RAN OVER BY IMPAIRED GOOKS WHO CANNOT DRIVE THEIR SHITTY '95 HYUNDAI'S. I HOPE MORE TSUNAMIS HIT JAPAN AND THEY MAKE A HILARIOUS ANIME SERIES OUT OF IT. THAT WOULD BE COMEDY.  AND DEAR NORTH KOREA: COME AT ME YOU FUCKING FAGGOTS. GRIND YOUR NUKES UP MY ASSHOLE. AND OH GOD I HATE MEXICO PLEASE SHOOT ALL THE ILLEGAL ALIENS CROSSING THE BORDERS OF TEXAS RIGHT ON SITE. IN FACT I'M DOING THAT RIGHT NOW BECAUSE I'M A REDNECK HICK AND I HATE EVERYBODY OF ALL INFERIOR EXISTENCE WHO AREN'T ME AND MY DEAR SISTER. I LOVE MY LUCY-LOO SO MUCH I MATED HER AND HAD A BUNCH OF LITTLE INBRED WEBMASTER JUNIORS RUNNING AROUND THIS TRACTOR TRAILOR. THE DEPUTY COUNTY SHERIFF CHASES ME DOWN DAILY ON THESE NARROW COUNTY ROADS WHENEVER I ROLL A 60MPH FROM MY FARM TO THE GROCERY STORE BECAUSE I'M DRUNK DRIVING THESE DIRT ROADS ON A DAILY BASIS. AND THE ONLY THING IN COMMON I'LL EVER HAVE WITH THE RAP GROUP "NIGGERS WITH ATTITUDE" IS MY EVERYDAY SLOGAN OF "FUCK DA POLICE" WHEN I'M PUT IN CUFFS AND FOR PRODUCING METH IN THE BACK OF MY RAGGEDY PIECE OF SHIT SUV. I SELL COCAINE AND METH TO SUCH A SHEER EXTENT THAT COLUMBIA IS GOING BANKRUPT BECAUSE OF ME. AND FUCK COLUMBIA. BUT BY COLUMBIA I MEAN THE DISTRICT OF COLUMBIA, THE SO-CALLED HEAD OF THIS MISERABLE STATE. ONCE I TRIED PERFORMING A BASEMENT SATANIC RITUAL AS AN INITIATION TO JOIN THE ILLUMINATI AND I ENDED UP ACCIDENTALLY WAKING UP A BUNCH OF FINANCIAL DEMONS WHO SUMMONED THE SECOND WORST DEPRESSION IN THREE YEARS. HOW AM I GOING TO BUY MORE CHILD PORNOGRAPHY TO PUT ON MY 100,000,000 GIGABYTE STORAGE SPACE NOW? BRB, I'M GOING TO FIND OUT BY OCCUPYING SOME WALL STREET. AFTER THAT,  I'M GOING TO JERK OFF IN THE MOUTHS OF EVERY CHIEF DIRECTOR IN THE RECORDING INDUSTRY ASSOCIATION OF AMERICA THE NEXT TIME  THEY TALK ABOUT BLACKLISTING "ROGUE WEBSITES" LIKE MINE THAT OFFER THE PUBLIC NOTHING MORE THAN JUST AN OPPORTUNITY TO EXPLOIT THE ARTISTS (WHICH IS SOMETHING THEIR BILLION DOLLAR INDUSTRY IS HYPOCRITICALLY BASED ON).

DEAR AMERICA, YOU HAVE NOT SEEN THE GREATEST THREAT OF TERRORISM YET. NO, IT'S NOT MUSIC PIRACY OR ILLEGAL DOWNLOADS. IT IS ME: THE MINUTE I AIM MY BUTT AND FART TOWARDS ANY GREAT INSTITUTIONS ERECTED BY OUR FOREFATHERS (AKA THE BLACK&WHITE HOUSE), IT AUTOMATICALLY EXPLODES. 

 FUCK YOU AND THE ABOLISHMENT OF MY FREE SPEECH.

BRING ME THE HORIZON - SUICIDE SEASON

01. The Comedown
02. Chelsea Smile
03. It was Written In Blood
04. Death Breath
05. Football Season is Over
06. Sleep with One Eye Open
07. Diamonds Arent Forever
08. The Sadness Will Never End
09. No Need for Introductions
10. Suicide Season

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I WOULD LOVE TO DO NOTHING BUT TO BRUTALLY FORNICATE THE SHIT OUT OF THE FEMALE ON THE FRONT COVER. I'D FORNICATE HER EVEN MORE WITH OR WITHOUT CONSENT IF SHE WAS ONLY SIXTEEN OR YOUNGER. (WHICH WHEN COMING FROM THIS BAND, I WOULDN'T BE TOO SURPRISED.) I LOVE PRE-PUBESCENT MUNCHKINS BECAUSE THEY ARE DELICIOUS DELICIOUS CANDY. THAT IS, UNTIL THEIR FATHERS BREAK INTO THE BASEMENT DUNGEON WHERE I HAVE THEM TRAPPED UNDER WITH THE SWAT TEAM AND THEY COLLECTIVELY BEAT THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME. SOMEBODY ONCE TOOK A WEED CUTTER AND CHOPPED MY FUCKING DICK OFF. BUT LUCKILY I AM AN ASEXUAL STARFISH AND CAN ALWAYS REGROW MY SEVERED BODY PARTS THROUGH THE PROCESS OF MITOSIS. SS  SSS SS SSSSSSSSS  SSS  SSSS S SSSSSSSS. I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK I JUST PRESSED THERE. EVERY TIME WHEN SOMEBODY CHOPS OFF MY DICK AND IT GROWS BACK, IT'S ALWAYS HALF AN INCH SHORTER  THAN THE PREVIOUS TIME. SO AFTER A DOZEN OF INCIDENTS MY PENIS IS ONLY THREE INCHES LONG NOW. IT'S A SHAME MY ONCE-LOVELY ANACONDA KEEPS DIMINISHING IN LENGTH. BUT IT'S NOT LIKE I WAS USING IT FOR ANYTHING PRACTICAL ANYWAYS, OTHER THAN PLUGGING IT INTO ELECTRICAL OUTLETS AND EXHAUST PIPES FOR SEXUAL STIMULATION OF COURSE.

IT'S HARD TO DO THESE UPDATES WITH ONLY ONE HAND ON THE KEYBOARD ALL THE TIME. ESPECIALLY WHEN MY OTHER HAND'S ALWAYS TUCKED INSIDE OF MY PANTS JERKING IT OFF TO THE THOUGHT OF WHAT GOES IN THE BACK OF BMTH'S "DAYCARE PARTY BUS". AND THEN I EJACULATE ALL OVER THE MONITOR SCREEN AND IT SMELLS LIKE UTTER SHIT. BACK IN MY YOUNGER DAYS I LIKE TO SHOW UP AT A PARTY UNINVITED WITH MY PANTS STUFFED WITH SKUNK TO CONVINCE OTHER WOMEN THAT I HAVE A HUGE AND SMELLY SACK. AND THEN THE SKUNK CRAWLS INTO MY DICKHOLE AND OUT THROUGH MY ANUS. THE SHITS I TOOK IN THOSE PARTIES WERE ABSOLUTELY UNBEARABLE. YOU CAN SEE THE DRYWALL OF THE CEILINGS CRACKING AND PEOPLE DYING AROUND ME. THESE USED TO BE INCIDENTS DESCRIBED BY THE PRESS AS THE MOST BRUTAL MASSACRE SINCE COLUMBINE AND VIRGINIA TECH MASSACRE.

I LOVE SCHOOL SHOOTINGS. THEY'RE SO AWESOME. ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S DONE BY A  THREE FOOT TALL CHINK WITH NO HAIR. WHAT A FUCKING FAGGOT. I GUESS HE NEEDED TO DO SOMETHING DRASTIC TO COMPENSATE FOR HIS MINUSCULE PENIS SIZE. SO HE ENDED UP SHOOTING DOZENS AFTER DOZENS OF PEOPLE AND DEFILED THEIR CARCASSES. WHAT A FUCKING RETARD. ALL FAGGOT CHINKS WHO IMMIGRATED TO THIS CONTINENT WITHIN THE PAST TWO DECADES NEED TO BE SENT TO INTERNMENT CAMPS AGAIN WHERE THEY ARE MADE PRODUCTIVE BY BUILDING UNDERGROUND RAILROADS ALL THE WAY FROM NORTHERN CANADA TO MEXICO. SO THAT WAY MORE ILLEGAL WETBACKS CAN TRAVEL BACK AND FORTH WHILE SMUGGLING A COPIOUS AMOUNT OF COCAINE AND ALL OF IT GOES STRAIGHT INTO MY GODDAMN NOSE. SEE? I TOLD YOU NASTY CHINKS ARE THE SOLUTIONS TO EVERYTHING. ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S (1) BUILDING RAILWAYS (2) DUPLICATING COUNTERFEIT APPLE STORES TO THE TENTH MOST PRECISE DETAIL, (3) SCHOOL SHOOTINGS, (4) OVERPOPULATING OUR FUCKING SOIL TO NO END, (5) THEN ELIMINATING THEM WITH CAR ACCIDENTS, AND (6) BEATING YOUR FUCKING SORRY ASS IN STARCRAFT SO HARD THAT YOUR WHOLE MAP WIPES OUT BEFORE THE CHAT LOBBY EVEN INITIATES. WE SHOULD TRANSPORT ALL OF THEM TO NORTH KOREA AND MAKE THEM HAVE ONE GIGANTIC BUKKAKE ORGY WITH KIM JON IL'S OVERSIZED PROSTHETIC DICK THAT HAPPENS TO BE A USSR NUKE. GUESS WHO'S BRINGING YOU THE HORIZON NOW?


KABOOM YOU FUCKING FAGGOTS

CONFIDE - RECOVER

1. "When Heaven Is Silent" 2:56
2. "Tighten It Up" 3:29
3. "The View from My Eyes" 3:38
4. "Now or Never" 3:26
5. "Delete, Repeat" 2:44
6. "My Choice of Words" 3:35
7. "People Are Crazy" 2:50
8. "Barely Breathing" 3:44
9. "80B" 3:15
10. "Tell Me I'm Not Alone" (feat. Brandon Wronski of Eye Alaska) 3:22
11. "Write This Down" 3:16

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I OBVIOUSLY DON'T NEED TO PREACH TO THE PUBLIC ABOUT MY BLATANT INABILITY TO MINGLE WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX. IN FACT IT'S WITHOUT A DOUBT THAT EVERY TIME I APPROACH A WOMAN, EVEN FROM THE BEHIND, THE PURPORTED VICTIM SHRIEKS IN ABSOLUTE HORROR AND DIES OF A RAUNCHY DEATH DUE TO A SUDDEN COMA DUE TO MY HELPLESS HIDEOSITY. I'M SURE GOD THE FAGGOT LOVES ME BUT I'M FORBIDDEN TO ATTEND SUNDAY MEETINGS DUE TO THEIR CLAIMS OF "DISRUPTING THE SERVICE WITH BIOLOGICAL ATTIRES". WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SUPPOSE TO MEAN YOU FUCKING NASTY ASS NUNS? DON'T MAKE ME SODOMIZE YOUR UNUSED CUNTS WITH MY NASTY ASS EIGHTEEN INCH NEGRO SNAKE!!

I'M SO MISERABLE BEING FIFTY FIVE YEARS OLD AND STILL NEVER HAD ANY CONTACT WITH SPECIES OF THE OPPOSITE SEX. I'M THE WORLD'S OLDEST VIRGIN. WHEN I WAS YOUNG I USED TO WANK OFF TO SO MUCH COMIC BOOKS THAT BY THE TIME I RETURNED IT TO THE LIBRARY, THE RETURN COUNTER CLERK IMMEDIATELY CONTRACTED AIDS BY TOUCHING THE CUM-SOAKED COVER PAGES. I HAVE NO IDEA HOW I CONTRACTED AIDS, PROBABLY BY FUCKING AN ALLEY RACCOON IN THE DESPERATE RELIEF OF MY SEVERE SEXUAL DEPRIVATION. RACCOONS DON'T SAY NO LIKE EVERY OTHER SHALLOW WOMEN DO. ESPECIALLY IF THEY ARE DEAD ROADKILLS. I PRY THEIR CARCASSES OFF THE ROADS LATE AT NIGHT AND TAKE IT HOME WHERE I FORNICATE THEIR DISMEMBERED PARTS. IT'S A WONDER WHY I SMELL SO BAD. ONCE I EMITTED SUCH GROTESQUE ODOUR THAT WHEN I TRIED SUBMITTING AN APPLICATION IN THE CHEMICAL LAB OF AREA 51, THE SUPERVISOR PULLED A FIRE ALARM BECAUSE I WAS DEEMED A BIOHAZARDOUS THREAT. REALLY? AREA 51, YOU FUCKING FAGGOTS? I THEN PROCEEDED TO ATTEND MY BLIND DATE WHICH WAS ARRANGED BY OKCUPID.COM BECAUSE I HAD A FAKE PROFILE WITH JUSTIN BIEBER DEFAULTING MY MAIN PIC, AND THE POOR FEMALE DROPPED DEAD AGAIN AT SIGHT DUE TO THE FOUL SMELL OF THE DECOMPOSING RACCOON SKIN THAT I WORE AS A HAT.

I'M SO FUCKING LONELY I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF. I TRIED WRITING TO A PENPAL ALL THE WAY FROM CHINA IN THE HOPES OF BANGING SOME OF THOSE HOT SINGLE GOOKY WOMEN. BUT ALL I GOT BACK IN A BOTTLE WAS A BUNCH OF CHINKY LOOKING SQUARE CHARACTERS THAT GOOGLE TRANSLATED AS "GOH FUK YEW SELPH". SO I SHAT IN THE BOTTLE AND SENT IT BACK TO HER ACROSS THE PACIFIC OCEAN AND THE FOLLOWING DAY CHINA BREAKS INTERNATIONAL HEADLINES AGAIN REGARDING A DEAD WOMAN. IF ONLY I GOT TO FUCK THAT DEAD WOMAN BECAUSE DEAD GIRLS OBVIOUSLY NEVER SAY NO! THEY JUST ROT THEIR SKIN AND SHIT THEIR PANTS WHICH NEVER SMELLS ANY WORSE THAN MY LIVING SELF.

I WOULD LOVE TO HAVE A WOMAN IN MY LIFE SOMEDAY BUT ALL I PICK UP AT CLUBS ARE OVERWEIGHT DRAGS IN UNDERSIZED SKIRTS. I TAKE THEM HOME TO MY WELFARE BUNGALOW AND WHEN THEY PULL OUT THEIR DICKS I REALIZE IT'S ANOTHER TRAP. PISSED OFF, I TAKE MY BUTCHER KNIFE AND CUT THEM A NEW VAGINA AND START POUNDING IT IMMEDIATELY. THEN I GET TIRED OF THEIR NEW SURGICAL VAGINA AND START POUNDING THEIR ASSHOLE WITHOUT REALIZING THEY HAVE DIARRHEA. SO THEN THEIR ANUS BLURT IT ALL OVER MY NEW MATTRESS CREATING DELICIOUS NEW PUDDLES AND TEXTURES WHICH I DO NOT BOTHER TO CLEAN FOR MONTHS ON END. I LOVE MY LIFE! WANNA COME OVER???

FUCK ME UP MY VIRGIN ASSHOLE YOU FUCKING FAGGOTS

BRING ME THE HORIZON - SUICIDE SEASON CUT UP

1. "The Comedown" (Robotsonics) 5:17
2. "Chelsea Smile" (KC Blitz) 4:12
3. "It Was Written In Blood" (L'Amour La Morgue) 4:57
4. "Death Breath" (Toxic Avenger) 4:33
5. "Football Season Is Over" (After the Night) 3:56
6. "Sleep with One Eye Open" (Tek-One) 4:41
7. "Diamonds Aren't Forever" (I Haunt Wizards) 3:54
8. "The Sadness Will Never End" (Skrillex) 6:02
9. "No Need for Introductions, I've Read About Girls Like You on the Backs of Toilet Doors" (Ben Weinman) 2:45
10. "Suicide Season" (The Secret Handshake) 2:55
11. "Football Season Is Over" (Utah Saints) 5:02
12. "Sleep with One Eye Open" (Shawn "Clown" Crahan) 5:54
13. "Chelsea Smile" (Travis McCoy) 3:42
14. "Suicide Season" (Outcry Collective) 5:05

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BRIEF REVIEW:

WHOOHOO, ATTENTION BOYS AND MOTHERFUCKING SCENE FAGGOTS DRESSED LIKE GIRLS! JUST AS YOU THOUGHT THIS FUCKING SHIT BAND CANNOT POSSIBLY GET ANY WORSE, THEY FUCKING COME OUT WITH A REMIX ALBUM OF BEATS LAID OUT ON TOP OF THEIR PRE-EXISTING AURAL POLLUTION. THE DOLLAR STORE GLOWSTICKS ARE SELLING SO WELL IN THE SUBURBS AS ALL THE FOURTEEN YEAR OLD PREPUBESCENT MDMA-INTOXICATED FAGGOTS ARE DOING THEIR CRAZY ASININE RAVE SHIT LIKE "RINSING OUT" AND DEHYDRATING ON THE WAREHOUSE DANCE FLOOR RESULTING IN UNCANNY DEATHS. I KNOW, BECAUSE I AM ONE OF THOSE TYPES OF PEOPLE. SEE, I RAVED SO FUCKING HARD TO THIS ATROCITY THAT I SHAT A HUGE PUDDLE OF DIARRHEA RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ABANDONED WAREHOUSE AND DESTROYED THE POWER GENERATORS, AND AS RESULT I GOT MY ASS BRUTALLY GANG-BEATEN BY A BUNCH OF AWESOME ASS HARDSTYLE DJ'S (DJ PROBATION, DJ METH, DJ JIBTECH, DJ DRUGS&BASS, AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST DJ PEDOBEAR). THEN THEY DRAGGED ME OUTSIDE OF THE ABANDONED WAREHOUSE AND HUNG ME BY MY DICK ON TOP OF A BROKEN STREET LIGHT. THANKS BRING ME THE HORIZON, SPIN ME ANOTHER DUBSTEP TUNE YOU FUCKING FAGGOTS?

(NAH I'M JUST KIDDING, IT WAS ACTUALLY AN AWESOME EXPERIENCE BECAUSE I WAS HIGH ON METH LOL.)

ANYWAYS, I SERIOUSLY DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW THE SHITTY HARDCORE SCENE OF 2006 IS NOW THE CLUB SCENE OF 2011. I MEAN IT'S LIKE THE MINUTE THOSE UNDERAGED HAGS TURNED LEGAL AND REALIZED THERE'S BETTER THINGS TO DO THAN TO DRINK AT THE BACK OF WEEKEND SHOWS HELD AT THEIR LOCAL COMMUNITY CENTRE, THEY IMMEDIATELY STEAL THEIR PARENTS' MUTUAL FUNDS AND MOVE INTO THE CITY FOR THE PURPOSE OF "SCHOOLING". AND BY SCHOOLING I MEAN PARTYING IN A CHEAP PROBLEMATIC NEIGHBOURHOOD AND SUCKING BLACK DICKS FOR EXTRA COKE MONEY. YOUNG MONEH! OBVIOUSLY HIDEOUS NEGROID GORILLAS LOVE THE WHITE MILK YOU NAIVELY ENDANGERED MUNCHKINS. YOU ONLY REALIZE THIS WHEN YOU GET AWFULLY RAPED IN THE BACK ALLEY ON YOUR WAY BACK FROM A NIGHTCLUB ONE DAY, AND WILL HAVE TO GET YOUR FATHER'S LAWYERS TO COME BACK YOU UP. NEWS FLASH PRINCESSES, LIVING IN THE CITY ISN'T ALL FUN AND GAMES. PERSONALLY I GREW UP IN A PROBLEMATIC AREA ALL MY LIFE, AND I WAS DISTRAUGHT BY IT. THAT WAS UNTIL I REALIZED I WAS THE MAIN SOURCE OF THE PROBLEM IN THE AREA. OOPS. I SOLD THESE GHETTO BOOTIES SO MUCH FAKE MARIJUANA BY STUFFING DIMEBAGS WITH DIRT AND GRASS THAT SOME NEGRO TRIED TO COME OUT TO EXTERMINATE ME WITH AN AK47. THAT HURT LIKE A BITCH. AND TO ADD INSULT TO THE INJURY, I REALIZE I WAS ALSO HORRIBLY BETRAYED BECAUSE I VOTED FOR THE NIGGER. THAT NIGGER WAS NAMED OBAMA.

WHEN I SURVIVED THE AFRICAN AMBUSH, I RAVED MY ASS OFF IN THE HOSPITAL WARD WHILE BEING HOOKED UP TO INTRAVENOUS NEEDLES WHILE HAVING VARIOUS FORMS OF CAT AND HORSE TRANQUILIZERS SHOT UP INTO MY VEIN. I K-HOLED SO HARD THAT I HAD SUCH AN INTENSE OUT-OF-BODY EXPERIENCE. MY SPIRIT SOARED RIGHT OUT OF MY BODY AND WENT RIGHT INTO MY ANUS. WHAT A HORRENDOUS SMELLY PLACE. NOT UNLIKE THE RAVE ENVIRONMENT THAT THIS GENRE OF MUSIC IS PERVASIVE IN. YOU KNOW, THE NIGHTS WHERE YOU SEE TRY TO DANCE BY "LIQUIDING" WITH YOUR FUCKING CUSTY SEMEN-SOAKED HANDS, AND THEN SOME FAT BITCH WITH FISHNETS NAMED OOMPA-LOOMPA INVADES YOUR PRIVACY BY RUBBING HER SAGGY TITS ALL OVER YOUR GLOWSTICKS JAMMED RIGHT BEHIND YOUR CROTCH BECAUSE YOU STUFFED IT THERE TO CONVINCE OTHER FOURTEEN YEAR OLD BITTIES THAT YOU HAVE A HUGE ASS GLOWING DICK.

BRB GOING TO A RAVE. FUCK OFF FAGGOTS.

ANOTHER BREATH - NOT NOW, NOT EVER

1. Racing A Fading Image [Explicit]

2. Token [Explicit]

3. Rotting [Explicit]

4. Clio [Explicit]

5. Passing The Torch [Explicit]

6. Surfacing [Explicit]

7. 17 Minutes [Explicit]

8. Truth In The Television [Explicit]

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MAN I AM FAT AND HORNY. LAST TIME I TOOK ANOTHER BREATH OF SOMETHING MEMORABLE IT HAPPENED TO BE THIS BITCH PROSTITUTE'S QUEEF. IT JUST HAPPENED THAT SHE WAS DEAD BECAUSE I KILLED HER. I DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW DEAD PROSTITUTES CAN POSSIBLY STILL QUEEF WHEN YOU'VE BEEN STRANGLING THEM FOR THE PAST FOURTY EIGHT HOURS. I GUESS WE'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND THE BEAUTY OF PROSTITUTES BECAUSE THERE ARE NONE. BUT YES YOU ASSHOLES, WEBMASTER IS STILL ALIVE AND KICKIN' IT LIKE A VIRGIN KICKIN' IT TO PORNS. WHICH IN MANY CASES IT'S STILL WHAT I AM DOING AT THE HORRENDOUS AGE OF FIFTY SIX. IT'S BEEN A WHILE SINCE I'VE WENT TO SHOWS... TRY A FUCKING DECADE. WHICH IS WHY THIS SITE'S AS SLOW AS MY UNDERSTANDING OF THE PRESENT HARDCORE SCENE. I THINK I'M DYING OUT SOON. I AM GETTING SO OLD THAT EVERY FART I MAKE CONTAINS DUST PARTICLES FROM THE STONE AGE. SENIOR PALEONTOLOGISTS AND ANTHROPOLOGISTS DO LAB EXPERIMENTS ON THE EXCRETIONS THAT COME OUT OF MY VILE BOWEL ON A DAILY BASIS FOR NO PAY WHATSOEVER OTHER THAN A CAGE FOR A SHELTER AND DOG FOOD. I SHOULD APPLY FOR WELFARE BUT EVERYDAY THAT WALK INTO THAT OFFICE, THE SECURITY IN BIOHAZARD SUITS DRAG ME OUT DUE TO THE DEATH-DEFYING PISS-DRENCHED ODOUR I REEK OUT OF VARIOUS ORIFICES OF MY BODY. I CAN'T KEEP LIVING THIS WAY. I THINK I NEED TO ENTERTAIN THE THOUGHT OF DEATH. HELP ANYONE... PLEASE?

SO I DECIDED TO FORFEIT BREATHING IN "ANOTHER BREATH" FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE. BUT JUST AS THE LAST TIME I TRIED, MY FACE TURNED BLUE AND I GOT ABDUCTED BY THE SMURF KINGDOM AND THEY CHARGED ME FOR TREASON AND DEFAMATION TO THEIR COMMUNITY. MY PUNISHMENT WAS TO BE BEHEADED SO THEY CAN USE MY HEAD TO GIVE HEAD TO EVERY REPRESSED HOMOSEXUAL SMURF LIVING IN THEIR MIDGET CIVILIZATION. BUT MY FACE IS SO FUCKING UGLY NOBODY WANTS TO USE IT SO THEY BANISHED ME FROM THE KINGDOM WHILE I AM STILL ALIVE. I AM SO FUCKING USELESS I CAN'T EVEN DIE WHEN I WANT TO. SO I CALLED THE SUICIDE HELPLINE ASKING THEM TO KILL ME BUT ALL THAT GOT ME WAS THREE MONTHS OF SOLITARY CONFINEMENT IN A PSYCHIATRIC WARD WHERE I MADE FRIENDS WITH SOME 280 POUND RETARD NAMED BIG BO WHO THINKS HE'S AN ELEPHANT FROM NEVER-NEVERLAND. HE REALLY THINKS HE'S AN ELEPHANT, I SWEAR, BECAUSE ONE NIGHT WHEN I EXPOSED MY DICK TO HIM IN A PRIVATE INVITATION OF "FOUL PLAY", BIG-BO THE ELEPHANT ASKED ME HOW I AM ABLE TO BREATHE THROUGH THAT SMALL WRINKLY THING. SO I GOT FUCKING PISSED OFF AND TOOK A PISS ALL OVER HIS FACE, WHICH SUBSEQUENTLY THE SECURITY GUARDS IN BIOHAZARDOUS SUITS RAIDED MY CELL AND KICKED ME OUT AGAIN FOR SMELLING LIKE UNBEARABLE URINE. HOLY FUCKING SHIT MY LIFE IS A NEVER-ENDING DEJA-VU. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME!! HAVE YOU REALIZED NOTHING I WRITE IS EVER FUNNY? THAT'S OKAY BECAUSE THEY DRUGGED ME UP WITH SO MUCH LSD I CAN STARE AT YOUR FACE MELTING FOR AN HOUR AND STILL HAVE THE FUCKING TIME OF MY LIFE. THANK GOD FOR HALLUCINOGENS YOU FUCKING FAGGOTS.

IN ALL HONESTY I FIGURED I MIGHT AS WELL RELIVE SOME OF MY YOUTHFULNESS AND STAGE DIVE TO HARDCORE MUSIC LIKE I USED TO BACK THEN WHEN HARDCORE NEVER EXISTED GIVEN HOW FUCKING PATHETICALLY OLD I AM. SO I STAGE DOVE OFF MY BED INTO A TUB OF SHIT (I SHIT IN MY OWN BATHTUB BECAUSE MY TOILET ISN'T FUNCTIONING PROPERLY PER USUAL). BUT I ENDED UP DROWNING IN A TUB OF MY OWN DOO-DOO AND IT WAS THE MOST DELICIOUS THING EVER UNTIL THE PARAMEDICS RUSHED IN AND PULLED MY SORRY FACE OUT OF THE PRODUCE OF MY ASSHOLE. MAN THAT WAS THE SMELLIEST EXPERIENCE OF MY LIFE, BUT IT DID CLICK IN WELL WITH MY NASTY ASS SCAT FETISH. I SLEEP IN A PILE OF MY OWN SHIT ON A NIGHTLY BASIS BECAUSE IT GETS ME OFF. THAT'S RIGHT FAGGOTS. FIGHT ME.

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