deathstrike/495 bowing out

[deathstrike from hell]

me (dan) and will have to decided to bow out of the forum for the final time. unfortunately, everytime will posts something, an unregistered dolt cuts it down. its horrible. im leaving because of the attitudes around here.
weve both been in this forum for awhile, and have made some good friends (troy chromie led tee) and the rest of the "group".
i kinda sucks that its came to this, but it was getting kinda bad.
anyways, trying to be as articulate yet short as possible, im bowing out until theres either changes, or the others are gone.
and dont think we havent figured out who this mystery poster is, because we do
anyways, thrash till death, metal family
dan stromack
any of you are more than welcome to keep in contact

aol sn- stromack aim- theravendan

 

[495]

indeed

 

[Yetti]

sorry to see you guys go

 

[mReEtTaIlRsEkD]

That's fucking gay.

There's really no other word to describe it....just...gay.

 

[Chromatose]

ciao ....

 

[Lillitu]

Sorry to see you go. Check back after EOR comes out. Maybe the nonsense will retreat once there is a concrete Nevermore release to concentrate on.

 

[Chromatose]

if you start a forum for your band on UM .. then you can stick around, and RULE WITH AN IRON FIST !

 

[mReEtTaIlRsEkD]

Ill be skeleton number one, he seems like more of a badass....getting all close to the wire and shit

 

[Chromatose]

you'd best be watchin' where yo steppin', skeleton #1

 

[mReEtTaIlRsEkD]

Oh God!!!

 

[Chromatose]

thats it.. you're getting the shock treatment

 

[mReEtTaIlRsEkD]

little to the left?

 

[Chromatose]

off to the Concentration Camp you go!!!

 

[mReEtTaIlRsEkD]

NO, NO, OH GOD....NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

*RP hates those damn jews*

 

[Chromatose]

heheheh

 

[mReEtTaIlRsEkD]

I’m waiting in my cold cell, when the bell begins to chime.
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn’t have much time.
‘Cause at 5 o’clock they take me to the Gallows pole,
The sands of time for me are running low.


When the priest comes to read me the last rites,
I take a look through the bars at the last sights,
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me.


Can it be that there’s some sort of error.
Hard to stop the surmounting terror.
Is it really the end, not some crazy dream.


Somebody please tell me that I’m dreaming,
It’s not so easy to stop from screaming,
The words escape me when I try to speak.
Tears flow but why am I crying,
After all I’m not afraid of dying.
Don’t I believe that there never is an end.


As the guards march me out to the courtyard,
Somebody cries from a cell “God be with you”.
If there’s a God then why has he let me go?


As I walk all my life drifts before me,
Though the end is near I’m not sorry.
Catch my soul, it’s willing to fly away.


Mark my words believe my soul lives on.
Don’t worry now that I have gone.
I’ve gone beyond to see the truth.


When you know that your time is close at hand.
Maybe then you’ll begin to understand,
Life down here is just a strange illusion

 

[Chromatose]

 

[mReEtTaIlRsEkD]

FINE!!!!!!



Mark my words believe my soul lives on.
Don’t worry now that I have gone.
I’ve gone beyond to see the truth.


When you know that your time is close at hand.
Maybe then you’ll begin to understand,
Life down here is just a strange illusion

 

[Chromatose]

now you're just somewhere in this pile ....

 

[Chromatose]

you and bruce dickinson