Make A Phrase Using Opth Song Titles

Blackwater Demon

Using Cold Words
Mar 30, 2008
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Under The Weaping Moon
Im bored and this could be fun.

While looking in the mirror I saw the "face of melinda" looking past the "ghost of perdition" and staring directly at "the lotus eater" "when" she told him to meet the "master's apprentice" in the "forest of october" "when" "the night and the silent water" aligned "under the weeping moon" so he could tell him, his "black rose immortal" to "harvest" the "karma" from the "heir apparent".
 
(Scenario: You've been waiting for your pals to come watch the game at your place, and happen to catch a glimpse of them on the TV screen sitting at the stadium.)

Hope Leaves When The Drapery Falls. A Fair Judgement: Eternal Soul Torture For Absent Friends.
 
Within the Harlequin Forest, a White Cluster from the Ghost of Perdition can be seen Beneath The Mire. Benighted by his Burden, the Demon of the Fall triumphed over the Blackwater Park, fulfilling it quest to Rid the Disease.
 
Waiting for cuntface to post. Really though, To Bid You Farewell Under the Weeping Moon would be a pretty damn good song title.
 
I was being serious though :( - the weeping moon image goes well with some pretentious farewell love song
 
(Scenario: You've been waiting for your pals to come watch the game at your place, and happen to catch a glimpse of them on the TV screen sitting at the stadium.)

Hope Leaves When The Drapery Falls. A Fair Judgement: Eternal Soul Torture For Absent Friends.

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i harvest my harvest in the face of melinda while i paint a silhouette of a porcelain heart, only to receive a fair judgement by the lotus eater who lives far beyond the blackwater park beneath the mire. and when i bid you farewell, my burden will be gone at night and the silent water in the bottle will be my last nectar
 
i harvest my harvest in the face of melinda while i paint a silhouette of a porcelain heart, only to receive a fair judgement by the lotus eater who lives far beyond the blackwater park beneath the mire. and when i bid you farewell, my burden will be gone at night and the silent water in the bottle will be my last nectar

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