The History That Wasnt Left Far Behind

Monday, March 16, 2009

Bz Busy buzy



Been a long day and a long time since I updated well to be exact 6 days hahaha

Lately I've been just attending classes and coming home exhausted, blame the dumb people in the bus for rushing, hahaha

Then lately, I wasn't able to even go online properly and play the game I like, I can only go for short term games before getting off doing assignments and stuff.

A good thing a friend borrowed me a Left 4 Dead CD and all the while I have been shooting smokers while doing my work for school, Daily I go Garena and spend 30 minutes or so to shoot some zombies and imagine those are the bastard that's making my life Miserable hahaha..

Well This is my Update for now catching up with my blog

Top and Bottom Pictures Are New maps created by users themselves For Left 4 Dead It's called 'Death Aboard'


If Interested on the maps there here http://www.l4dmaps.com/

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D - E - L - I - V - E - R - E - N - C - E

Here you are again.
I can feel you breath down my neck.
Whispering his name while whistling those killer melodies.
You give me a face of an angel like you once had.
And I am nothing but a creature of habit running away in circles,

But I was found by gentleman that flew me up high.
Now I see clearly, I’m telling you to let go of me.

Now that I’ve found my way back home, where I belong.
No longer a slave running away in circles
because I’ve been found by this gentleman, who flew me high.

Get out of my head.
Get out of my soul.
Get out my dreams.
Get out of my house.
Get out of my life.

Get out. Get out. Get out. (Repeat)
No longer a slave…

No longer a slave running away in circles
because I’ve been found by this gentleman, who flew me high. (repeat)

G - R - O - W - I - N - G W - I - N - G - S

Crimson lights the sky, the bird still asleep
Like a dream it shines, from heavens safe keep
Childrens songs we sung, as soft as the breeze
Endless fields, our home, I long for those days

I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face

I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love

See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below

I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky

Watching me, watching you

Silent black, the dawn, and time tell its tale
Darkened blood, it flows, the forest receives
Look within the dark as deep as you dare
There inside you find destruction you seek

I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face

I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love

See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below

I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky

Watching me, watching you