"Savage, cruel, barren expanse, the atmosphere a caustic fog/ Every breath reminds me of pain, dust of dried blood fills my lungs/ On the horizon I see a distant chasm, a distant pulse begins to beat. . . My mind cannot conceive the massacre I beheld/ An infinite river of cadavers, buoyant in their own blood/ Vertigo engulfs my brain as my body fails and drops." - Cannibal Corpse "Bloodlands"
Your metal lyric of the day, as requested by g_ddamn in honor of Cannibal Corpse's impending 13th album release.
I read so many things this past week about how you feel and how things melt around you in a good way when your're in love, and we always have the thought that we have something so solid, and then one day it all fades. How does that happen? How can people have such a strong thing in their hands and then just let go? Is it that deep? Is love being treated differently? Let the thoughts begin.
For all of those who are unfamiliar with mythology, the hydra was a creature that when you cut off one head, 2 more took its place. (for you Marvel fans, it's also the name of one of the main groups of enemies to the Avengers)
I have an issue with getting incredibly angry after I lose something. In my mind, there's absolutely no excuse for losing an item you own, so the more I think about it, the more frustrated I get.
Obviously that's not a healthy way to handle the situation, but it's what I've been doing …
I think if everyone realized two things: that fandom is deeply personal and not always based on rational thinking, and that you r attitude toward fiction does not always comport with your approach to real life people wouldn't get so mad at each other