Music
#9541
Posted 04 March 2010 - 11:35 PM
Gaelic Storm - "Johnny Jump Up"
And so the First denied their Mother,
in their fury, and so were cast out,
doomed children of Mother Dark.
in their fury, and so were cast out,
doomed children of Mother Dark.
#9542
Posted 05 March 2010 - 12:40 AM
Katatonia - Forsaker
Freaking LOVING this album atm!
Freaking LOVING this album atm!
A Haunting Poem
I Scream
You Scream
We all Scream
For I Scream.
I Scream
You Scream
We all Scream
For I Scream.
#9543
Posted 09 March 2010 - 04:19 PM
"Hollow. My name is Kurosaki Ichigo. You killed my mother. Bankai."
#9544
Posted 10 March 2010 - 10:36 PM
"Hollow. My name is Kurosaki Ichigo. You killed my mother. Bankai."
#9545
Posted 11 March 2010 - 11:54 AM
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.
#9546
Posted 11 March 2010 - 01:39 PM
Die Apokalyptischen Reiter - Reitermaniacs
A Haunting Poem
I Scream
You Scream
We all Scream
For I Scream.
I Scream
You Scream
We all Scream
For I Scream.
#9547
Posted 11 March 2010 - 01:49 PM
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.
#9548
Posted 11 March 2010 - 02:37 PM
Motorhead - Over The Top
Talking to you, is like clapping with one hand...what is it?
Caught in a mosh!
Caught in a mosh!
#9549
Posted 17 March 2010 - 08:04 PM
Gaelic Storm - "Scalliwag"
And so the First denied their Mother,
in their fury, and so were cast out,
doomed children of Mother Dark.
in their fury, and so were cast out,
doomed children of Mother Dark.
#9550
Posted 17 March 2010 - 10:24 PM
Leann Rimes- Right Kind of Wrong ....
"Hollow. My name is Kurosaki Ichigo. You killed my mother. Bankai."
#9551
Posted 17 March 2010 - 10:59 PM
Budgie - Panzer Division Destroyed
A Haunting Poem
I Scream
You Scream
We all Scream
For I Scream.
I Scream
You Scream
We all Scream
For I Scream.
#9552
Posted 19 March 2010 - 07:50 PM
Epica - "Unleashed"
And so the First denied their Mother,
in their fury, and so were cast out,
doomed children of Mother Dark.
in their fury, and so were cast out,
doomed children of Mother Dark.
#9554
Posted 22 March 2010 - 12:02 AM
Orphaned Land - Sapari
Pretty much had their new album "Never Ending Way of ORwarriOR" on repeat since I got it... Astonishing!
Pretty much had their new album "Never Ending Way of ORwarriOR" on repeat since I got it... Astonishing!
A Haunting Poem
I Scream
You Scream
We all Scream
For I Scream.
I Scream
You Scream
We all Scream
For I Scream.
#9555
Posted 23 March 2010 - 12:41 AM
Skindred- Stand For Something
"Hollow. My name is Kurosaki Ichigo. You killed my mother. Bankai."
#9556
Posted 23 March 2010 - 09:11 AM
Ronny K - Orchidea (Ilya Soloviev Remix)
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.
#9557
Posted 23 March 2010 - 10:14 AM
Orphaned Land - Disciples of the Sacred Oath II
A Haunting Poem
I Scream
You Scream
We all Scream
For I Scream.
I Scream
You Scream
We all Scream
For I Scream.
#9558
Posted 23 March 2010 - 10:21 AM
Infected Mushroom - Heavyweight
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.
#9559
Posted 23 March 2010 - 01:53 PM
"Hollow. My name is Kurosaki Ichigo. You killed my mother. Bankai."
#9560
Posted 25 March 2010 - 09:13 AM
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.