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my songtextWhere is it going with this world? Written by: Lou-loumy songtext
I see someone lying on the street, dead all his dreams, hopes and wishes, gone so I ask where is it going with this world? Family and friends crying, feel like dying the killer's still out there, somewhere so I ask again, where is it going with this world?
(chorus:) Everywhere I look I see pain, blood and death Everywhere I turn people are fighting, killing and stealing Am I the only one that hasn't got a clue Of what's going on in this world we live in?
Sometimes I feel like not living at
by ~louloi
Slade's storyAbout Slade: Slade is an orphan, he was found by a man, who believed in demons and in creatures of the night.Slade's story
This man became a vampire-hunter, after his own son got killed by a vampire.
He tried to raise Slade as his own son. He tought Slade all he needed to know about demons and vampire's.
Slade has become someone that wants to know all about vampire's and the ancient history of it. Slade is the best friend of Tizo, they met each other when Slade was patroling on the gy.
He got attacked by a group of vampire's, They were to strong for him.
He got sired and Tizo was too late to save him.
by ~louloi
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Devious Info
- Current Residence: breda
- Interests: Making music, listen it (green day, krezip, coldplay, James Marsters) I also write music and poems
- Favourite movie: I have no idea....grease?
- Favourite band or musician: green day, coldplay, krezip, James Marsters
- Favourite genre of music: pop and rock
- Favourite artist: James Marsters
- Favourite poet or writer: dno....myself lol
- Favourite photographer: dno
- Wallpaper of choice: my own made
- Favourite cartoon character: cosmo (faily odd parents_
- Personal Quote: Mother earth is god. God is the devil
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