Wednesday, July 29, 2009

CD's to Burn

Life according to Senses Fail


Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. Pass it on to at least 15 people and include me. You can't use the band I used. Try not to repeat a song title. It's a lot harder than you think! Repost as "my life according to (band/artist name)"

Pick your Artist: Senses Fail
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Describe yourself:
Sick Or Sane

How do you feel:
Can't Be Saved

Describe where you currently live:
To All The Crowded Rooms

If you could go anywhere, where would you go:
NJ Falls Into the Atlantic

Describe the opposite sex:
You're Cute When You Scream

Your favorite form of transportation:
Calling All Cars

Your best friend is:
Lady in a Blue Dress

What's the weather like:
Rapture

Favorite time of day:
Fireworks at Dawn

If your life were a TV show, what would it be called:
Let It Enfold You

What is life to you:
Every Day Is A Struggle

Your fear:
Blackout

What is the best advice you have to give:
Bite to Break Skin

Thought for the Day:
Irony of Dying on Your Birthday

How I would like to die:
Still Searching

My soul's present condition:
One Eight Seven
My motto:
Rum Is for Drinking Not for Burning

A Crater to Cough in



This path that we walk upon is the collection of points that the rain has drawn.
The rhythm section of the storm.
By the moonlight to the gateposts of the forest,
in the snow light, we are bound for the portal of the pines.
Grey as famine, on this path against our will by our main sails we're bound to the tempest until the sea is still.
Which compulsion with this miniature death tributize?
From behind the walls of my broken coughing tent, a formal vision,
but I allude to my helpless passion for the obtuse
When will this night end?
When the lightening finally tears through the mast of our sinking ship.
All the hopes of the slaves are betrayed by the grates.
On this coffin of a vessel every note's another breaking wave.
Revel in this vision, a formal visitation, on the night with the light from above.
Famished dogs follow slowly as my own paws drag me to a dock,
to the last plank where I struggle to deny myself the path that every Pisces craves,
just above the water in the middle of that man-made lake.
On that pier I turn my eyes from the water like a mirror of myself in the moonlight,
and I cough for every crater that I could see,
on the surface of that coffin we've come to call the moon.
Now I wonder if all those judgments that you made were true.
And the trapdoor of the solstice is thrown wide, wide open.
Let them all sink, let them all sink through.
The talking, the spinning of a web- its all just formal ritual.
The burning.
The burning question "what do you deserve?"
The gazing at a candle to find calm, but we all know its at the center of the storm.
Oh moon, though pluckest me out, oh moon-
I who have sat by Thebes below the wall and walked among the lowest of the dead
(to Carthage then I came).
Only the most sacred crater will suit my burial,
only the most sacred choir performs this ritual dirge.
Perfectly imperfect, like a storm.
By our mane dragged and bound to our grave by our mane,
to the grave dragged and bound to the tomb by the scavenger's tooth.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Life according to Bring Me The Horizon


Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. Pass it on to at least 15 people and include me. You can't use the band I used. Try not to repeat a song title. It's a lot harder than you think! Repost as "my life according to (band/artist name)"

Pick your Artist: Bring Me the Horizon

Describe yourself:
(I Used To Make Out With) Medusa

How do you feel:
Pray For Plagues

Describe where you currently live:
A Lot Like Vegas

If you could go anywhere, where would you go:
Fifteen Fathoms, Counting

Describe the opposite sex:
Diamonds Aren't Forever

Your favorite form of transportation:
Liquor & Love Lost

Your best friend is:
Braille

What's the weather like:
Football Season Is Over

Favorite time of day:
Suicide Season

If your life were a TV show, what would it be called:
The Comedown

What is life to you:
Off The Heezay

Your fear:
Chelsea Smile

What is the best advice you have to give:
No Need For Introductions, I've Read About Girls Like You On The Backs Of Toilet Doors…

Thought for the Day:
Rawwwrr!

How I would like to die:
Black & Blue


My soul's present condition:
The Sadness Will Never End

My motto:
Traitors Never Play Hangman

Monday, July 27, 2009

Life According to A Skylit Drive


Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. Pass it on to at least 15 people and include me. You can't use the band I used. Try not to repeat a song title. It's a lot harder than you think! Repost as "my life according to (band/artist name)"

Pick your Artist: A Skylit Drive

Describe yourself:
I'm Not A Thief, I'm A Treasure Hunter

How do you feel:
This Isn't the End

Describe where you currently live:
City on the Edge of Forever

If you could go anywhere, where would you go:
Heaven

Describe the opposite sex:
Those Cannons Could Sink A Ship

Your favorite form of transportation:
A Reason For Broken Wings

Your best friend is:
Eva The Carrier

What's the weather like:
Thank God It's Cloudy Cause I'm Allergic To Sunlight

Favorite time of day:
In the Beginning There Was Void

If your life were a TV show, what would it be called:
Te Boy Witout A Demon

What is life to you:
According to Columbus

Your fear:
Sleepwalker

What is the best advice you have to give:
Worlds End In Whispers Not Bangs

Thought for the Day:
See You Around

How I would like to die:
Drown the City


My soul's present condition:
Ex Machina

My motto:
All It Takes for Your Dreams to Come True