Vanity of vanities, everything under the sun.

I got news for you !

nobody@israblog.co.il (xbladex) — Thu, 21 Oct 2010 21:24:00 +0200

We've heard the sound that ears bleed to hear. The sound of a place the entire universe awaits. Here the strongest fall to their knees. A passion so powerful that walls crumble to their foundations. Here the strongest fall to their knees. The lost find their way back home, Here the strongest fall to their knees. The lost find their way back home, but the masses buy what will make them rich, feasting on lies, chasing their tails. Truth be told, they'll get what they were promised. Crawling away, burning with regret, to the deepest, darkest depths of Hell. We got news for you. The day is soon coming when turning your back won't be an option. Keep telling yourself what you really don't believe. You can compromise what you know to be true, and you can turn off all of your senses, but in the end you'll see nothing stands between a man and his Maker. No matter what it's your decision. This isn't something you could do alone. Give up, give in no matte

Revival!

nobody@israblog.co.il (xbladex) — Fri, 29 Jan 2010 20:05:00 +0200

Anything goes... When every thing's gone, anything goes.Theories without real foundation, blind folds entire nations, idols as big as your bank account is. No compromise. Your gods resemble humanity, the irony is they are inferior and nonfunctional in their making. Are we here by chance? That would make our circumstance absolutely worthless, flesh n blood without purpose. Are you part of no bigger scheme? Don't bother with self esteem, are we all but fading dreams. Fromsunrise to sunset are we part of this big accident. The vastness of space, the delicacy of your face, the artistry of nature, all without a painter. I don't have enough faith to buy into that. When every thing's gone, anything goes.

welcome to forever

nobody@israblog.co.il (xbladex) — Wed, 30 Dec 2009 20:37:00 +0200

Don't look at the clouds and ignore the one who's coming through them

nobody@israblog.co.il (xbladex) — Fri, 30 Oct 2009 18:57:00 +0200

We watched them fall. Eyes locked to mine, Feeling as if I had let them down. Caught blinded by silk, led by lips To the baited chains. Now look around regret. As the axe swings before your eyes, Think how everyday we spent dreaming. Never once did we pick up the sword and learn to fight. Now is the time. Pick yourself up and fight. Learn to swing. Learn to swing. They watched me fall for the last time. But how is such an elegant blade to be stopped? When in times where eyes set sites To cross-hair the weak, my bride, I'll try, oh so hard, to find that Light. but in his mind she baits me to fire. What a cunning foe we've met! Our horizons pushed pages away to a new fight, A new method, new plan. But how do I train? How do you ready a child for war? Oh what a cunning foe we've met! The Captain, what will He send? I know He will send, but what will be sent? I can feel a slip. A buzzard scrapes nearby... As I, atop this hill, stand and scream, It's all I can do to

We will battle for our kingdom, we are more than conquers

nobody@israblog.co.il (xbladex) — Fri, 09 Oct 2009 18:52:00 +0200

We will battle for our kingdom, we are more than conquersNailed dead and risen, a perfect life divine sacrifice. A despised savior-despise only me. Silenced by the mislead who mock the God they never met. The evil of men's minds knows no limits, who chooses hell over forgiveness. You try and try to obliterate my fathers name, it sickens me! I stay silenced no more. A despised savior-despise only me. You try and try to obliterate my fathers name, it sickens me! I stay silences no more. Send me to the depths of hell, and I'll bring back risen souls. Despise our savior-just remember, nailed, dead, and risen.