Melodic are the words that spill forth from my unbridled mind... But oh how sad my soul flows forth to join battle with joy... Never have I known happiness that lasts, for transient is such mindless emotion... Why else would I be here, dear dear mortal, in the stillness of night to let you read of my dark and pitiless existence? Naught are ye thoughts, for henceforth thou shall read mine words...

now that was a whole lot of crap... It's just a good way of saying "i'm lost, confused and DAmned If i can feel happy"

Too many heartbreaks and sorrows... and yes, well, the inevitable National service crap has come up. Such a waste of 2 years of my time... But it's as inexorable as the tide.

Accursed's darkside uncovered at 10:32 AM