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Anarchy88's Profile

Member Info
Name: Anarchy88
Birthday: May 11 1991
Location: Colorado
Gender: Male
Last Seen: Fri, 17 Feb 2012
Membership: Member

Personal Bio
In the day, people scrutinize so I naturally have an affection for the night. How beautiful the stars and sky when there is only you to appreciate them. I know that I belong to the night and that it makes me different. To my queen, the moon, I howl in blood-lust and love. What is so simple as shadows? How is it that the greatest battles are always fought on your home turf, tearing up everything you seek to protect. My consciousness is usually the first thing to go. The most powerful weapon of the Allies, evil is one smart bitch. My emotional agony is my strength however. Taking physical pain is so much easier, so hit me, and take my mind off of all the guilt and rage inside. See as I vent it out on you, even when the breath stops. I am Some one who believes in science and magick a person who believes in the seen and the unseen. I have used what i know for good and bad but i dont think that makes me a good or a bad person. Now For a Voice From The Heart T'would it not make sense to begin with a proper beginning? This is why we won't and simply say we have to create a manner of deep perception in which on those whose minds are as the chaos of nature shall only understand, understand? Having said this, I know that some have figured this out and are leaving or better yet staying, because you know I'm right and crazy, two traits that often enough collide. OK, to conclude the start, you simply need to know that what I am is perceptive and often depressed and aggressive so know now what the following poems, lyrics, ect. won't be about rainbows and butterflies. ONE THOUSAND MASKS Surrounded by a thousand smiles masking a million worries, Are we left with naugth but impressions concealing our emotional flurries? Tear out the tongue gorge out the eyes, take away everything eminating your lies Because when it all ends and your music fades all of your protection will just burn away A broken glass sits still on the floor One thousand faces are thousands no more. Chains and Manacles Guilt ridden and broken, tears fall from the sky Again and again, and eternity to cry But tears don't change people, gripped by desire My sin is relentless, a swift growing fire Manacled by my anger, and chained by my pride It's these that control me, my regrets left to hide Scarred in all the wrong places, places you don't see Dark hands still holding, an embargo on me Restricting my emotions, holding tight to the soul Parasitically devouring, leaving a tax and a toll. Shattered Hopes and Dreams Are broken apart, When love runs on, A shattered heart. You tell your tale, And bare your soul. To be taken as you are, To be welcome as a whole. But then, reality strikes! Shattered pieces on the floor. What hopes you have, You have no more. No hopes, no dreams, No rays of light. No heart, no soul, No sweet goodnight. With Broken hearts, And Shattered dreams. Nothing will ever Be as it seems. Something to make me whole I stand alone now a broken man a broken soul Looking for something in this life to make me whole Loneliness is my true friend this I do know Because in my hardest times it still wont go I?m looking, searching for the one thing to guide me But I?m still cloaked in darkness I trust it to hide me I desperately need an answer but I?m scared that I will find Something even more confusing that should have stayed behind But yet I still search for this piece that very important sign The more I search and look I lose more of what is mine Gone is all I've worked for all I know Don't mourn for me I want no sorrow. Still I concentrate hard letting my thoughts intertwine But in the end I?m still confused and tangled like a vine