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The Blessed Dead

Looked Down Upon With Scorn

We Work the Fields of the Masters

And Share Not the Bounty of the Black Earth

Destitute Servile Cast Out

Affording No Tomb

We Shall Be Buried

Unprepared in the Sand

We Shall Never Be The Blessed Dead

#The Blessed Dead #Nile #In Their Darkened Shrines

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Good workflow music.

#Sleep #Evil Gypsy #Groove

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Quarter Life Decisions

I stood in a blinding white light, but I may as well have been deep in the womb-like embrace of total darkness. Though my body was physically standing there, staring at what lay before me, my mind and being were lost in the metaphysical realm of total thought. 

In that place my doubts are mountains and my fears the creatures that dwell in their caves. When I was younger the mountains were no threat to me, I had all the time in the world to plan, advance, and recover on my journey. Staring back now though I could see that the very titans I thought I had conquered were but hills that could leisurely be strolled across.

Now I have a choice to make. Where do I choose to climb? Knowing I may not live long enough to descend again. Knowing that there may not even be a way down. Knowing that this could be the last time I get to peek over the clouds. 

I continue to stare and in my peripheral vision I can see the wily strands of my beard encroaching onto the image like a badly designed black metal logo. Like the roots of Yggdrasil they stretch back through all the worlds I encompass. They snake through time to all versions of me and I remember the choices that have led me to this moment. 

It used to be so easy.

But now, how I can I possibly choose. Knowing that my career could be affected, knowing that my life can be altered, knowing that my time is limited. How can I decide? As I contemplated my life at the Best Buy I asked myself aloud, “Do I get the new Rock Band...or the new Guitar Hero?”

#25yearoldproblems #BecauseIHaventWrittenInForever

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TFW I’m drinking coffee on my office’s balcony.

#Jon Snow #Game Of Thrones #Kit Harrington #Coffee #Office Life

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What metal is about. Glorious music, and gloriously cheesy music videos.

#Rhapsody #Rain Of A Thousand Flames

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Hype-level: Ludicrous.

Devin Townsend Project - Deathray NEW TUNES FROM Z2

#Dark Matter #Z2 #Ziltoid #Devin Towsend

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A scene from King Kong scored by Blotted Science. They did some more for other movies...all great.

#Blotted Science #Cretaceous Chasm #The Animation Of Entomology #Metal

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mmmm, delicious unidentified power source...indeed

#Ziltoid the Omniscient #Z2 #Devin Towsend #ZTV

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Geddy Lee. Master of bass: 3:10

#Rush #Bass #Geddy Lee #Freewill

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Clench your butt in anticipation hoomans.

#Ziltoid the Omniscient #z2 #zed squared #Devin Towsend

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#psywar #Mayhem #Esoteric Warfafare

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When I take a shower in the morning...

#Stay Clean #motorhead #Lemmy #get well soon

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Dreams

Just one more mornin'

I had to wake up with the blues Pulled myself outta bed, yeah Put on my walkin' shoes

Went up on the mountain To see what I could see The whole world was fallin' Right down in front of me

'Cause I'm hung up on dreams I'll never see, yeah baby Ahh, help me baby Or this will surely be the end of me, yeah

Pull myself together Put on a new face Climb down off the hilltop, baby Get back in the race

'Cause I'm hung up on dreams I'll never see, yeah baby, yeah Ahh, help me baby Or this will surely be the end of me, yeah

Pull myself together Put on a new face Climb down off the hilltop, baby Get back in the race

'Cause I'm hung up on dreams I'll never see, yeah baby Ahh, help me baby Or this will surely be the end of me, yeah

#Dreams #Allman Brothers Band #Extremely upset that they are calling it quits this year #Never got to see them :( #One of my favorite bands

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They say some days you're gonna win, They say some days you're gonna lose. I tell you I got news for you Your losin' all the time you never win If you believe that's how it's gonna be I'd better put you down Get off your tightrope up there come down on The ground you gotta save me now, You better turn around. When I looked around, I was heading down. Won't somebody throw me down a line. They say some days you gotta give-- They say some days you gotta take-- If that's the way it's gotta be, Roll it over and you will see. The city streets are full of people going nowhere making time. The change from night to day is really only hours, It's just along the line can't you see the sign When I looked around, I was heading down, Won't somebody throw me down a line. I want to look you straight in the eye, I want to tell you how I really feel, I can feel the wheels turnin' round, Won't somebody throw me down a line The city streets are full of people going nowhere making time, The change from night to day is really only hours It's just along the line, can't you see the sign When I closed my eyes, I was so surprised Somebody had thrown me down the line--stopped me drownin' Somebody had thrown me down the line

#ELO #Tightrope #Resonating with me right now for some reason

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This trail is obsidian, the grip of Winter uncoiled A lover would follow me Cast down and sworn to the dark Take the road where devils speak "God is dead" The wealth of darkness Inside you, tell you "now" Your senses corrupted Controlling a poisonous will Take the road where devils speak "God is dead" In the corner of my eye You are tearing flesh from bone Led the blind in search to find A pathway to the sun Saw the signs intertwine And forgave me all my sins No stigmas revealing our vices And there are no stigmas revealing our vices God is dead

#Opeth #Devils Orchard

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Death Metal Christmas- Hellish Renditions of Christmas Classics.

Unrest for Melancholy Men. "Unrest for melancholy men Who wallow in dismay For Azrael, the lone Butcher Was born upon this day To steer us all toward Satan's ends And lead us all astray There'll be absence of comfort and joy Comfort and joy There'll be no more comfort or joy In affluence, O Azrael  Unholy babe was born And laid in modern hospital Upon this wretched morn The which His Father Abaddon  Imparted him with scorn  Toward man, no more comfort or joy Comfort and joy There'll be no more comfort or joy  Future unelected wraith sent to destroy to destroy Rejoice! It's man's terminus!  Reveal! Vatican's accomplice! Rejoice! Mankind Azrael destroy!"

#j.j. hrubovcak #death metal #Christmas