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About me (rework 2013)
Dakle, svi me znaju kao MrmA ili Mrmsses. Rođen sam 20.05.1990. Volim stvari koje me zanimaju, ne volim koje me ne zanimaju (kako neobično), iako se oboje zna često mijenjat. Recimo, volim xMxKx (fantasy, goth, metal, rock, electronic glazbu, japan, srednji vijek, čast, osvetu, gejming, crnu i crvenu boju, kapute, kožu, mistiku, morbidnost, sarkazam, ironiju, pjevati, provoditi vrijeme s frendovima, itd. Ne volim (ko ni prije) cajke, Bruce Dickinsona, Axl Rosea, preseratore, "čru" preseravanje, napit se previše, ljude koji muče slabije od sebe, WoW fanboyeve i općenito neobjektivne gejmere, i mnogo toga još. =)
Volim izlazit, iako ovisi gdje i s kim. Smatram se romantikom, i traženje djevojke koja bi me "trpila" je često teško (kao što možete i vidjet na blogu xD). Uglavnom slušam gothic metal, gothic rock, metalcore, melodeath, trance, progressive house, harsh EBM, dark EBM, harsh electro, aggrotech, darkwave... Gitaru sam naučio nešto sitno svirati, ali sam trenutno vokalist u Balmori. Imam kosu u plamen (dižem ju stalno u zrak i bude u obliku plamena), trenutno crna s crvenim vrhovima. Vani uglavnom nosim crni eyeliner, što je ujedno i neki oblik mog trademarka. Uz (trenutno) 5 prstena, imam lanac oko lijeve ruke i lančić u obliku mača s tri oštrice i lubanjom.
Msn - nemam više. =) Ali me možete dodat na fejsu. =)
Izljev moga mozga... Ovdje su napisani METAFORIČKI svi moji trenutni osjećaji i razmišljanja...
...I'm just another sane man in a world of lunatics...
No will to fight...
Last moment with a sword
A bat flying through the daylight
Burning its wings to Hell
No remorse, cutting the heads of the guilty
Shredding their boddies
And burrying them alive...
For a princess to save
No knight on a white horse came
Just an average soldier
Wandering around the castle
With the bloddy sword in one hand...
And a black rose in another...
An empty heart...
Confusion caused by the lack of guilt
A crow in a dead forest...
Singing the song of death
Masturbating and bleedind from the right wing
Stuck its leg into the pit
Screaming in pain
In its beautiful pain enjoying the lies
Never to see the light of fear
Crime was just a fact, not an act
So those who are destined to die, shall die
Though they love...
Hatred won again!
Screaming inside
Getting out so fast as the night crumbles on Earth...
A shadow behind the „good and pretty“...
With no head on it
Just an empty skull hanging from the palm of its right hand
Crushing the ground into pieces with only one hit
Emptiness to fall beside
Again... no victory...
But this defeat hurt the most...
Soldier saved the princess... but to burry her alive...
Her skull still not found....
And the soldier got torn apart by not the beast,
...but by the feelings inside him...
No more pain...
