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13:48 May 23 2006
Times Read: 625




Tale of a Gothic Princess

Princess Dominica looked so beautiful

All dressed in black

With white make-up and dark purple lips

She sat on the throne so full of majesty

The onlookers were dazzled by her beauty

And worshipped the ground she walked upon

The King was not well

And expected to die soon

And the Queen had died long ago

So the young princess would soon rule the Kingdom

Everyone was impressed with her intelligence and grace

She carried out her duties without question or complaint

And she would always greet new visitors with a smile

Once the audience was over she would return to her rooms

In the privacy of her own room she would cut her wrists

And let the blood pour into a bowl

She would force food down her throat until she could eat no more

Then she would go to the lady’s room and be violently sick

Underneath all her garments she was painfully thin

She felt so much pressure to be beautiful

She had many suitors but none that she loved

A stranger from abroad arrived one day

And stole her heart

But he was not a suitable match for a princess

A handsome sailor of common stock

She pleaded with her father to let her marry

But he doggedly refused her request

One night she took the blade

And slit both her wrists

Not a cry for attention

But an attempt to take her life

Living was a torment to her

The expectations too high

The rewards lacking in true value

Her dead body was found the next morning

And all the towns folk mourned her death

The beautiful princess had departed this land

And headed off above the clouds

To find a happier resting place

A traditional Gothic funeral was held

To celebrate her life

Many fine words were said

And then her body was buried

Under a thousand red roses

Her Cousin Isabella was now next in line

And took over the royal duties

A heavy burden for a fifteen year old to deal with

“So many souls are sacrificed on the road to glory”

I give you fair warning

Do not trespass there

13:38 May 23 2006
Times Read: 627

Words of Hope

One night on graveyard of the angels, I was walking,

that night I saw an angel, saw her crying,

her wings broken, torn, hurt, she was dying...



Angel, such an beauty, fallen from the heavens garden,

I watched her soul escape in the little tears,

to see her there, so deadly wounded, it was burden,

she was lost, fallen, dying, filled with fears...



She was lying on the cold white marble plate,

to help her I tried, but I was too late,

in the pool of blood, to die, was her fate...



Angel stared me, I heard her silent cries,

pale little form on pool of so red blood,

angel, so fragile thing with beautiful eyes,

in rage I cried, next who dies will be god...



I took angel on my arms, kissed, loved, hold her near,

gave my warmth, words of hope I whispered in her ear,

god will pay for this crime, my love, do not fear...

14:14 May 15 2006
Times Read: 648

Marilyn Manson and the spooky kids



Marilyn Manson and the Spooky Kids

Brian Warner chose the name Marilyn Manson based on actress Marilyn Monroe and murderer Charles Manson. Of his new name, Brian Warner says, "I picked that as the fakest stage name of all to say that this is what show business is, fake." The Spooky Kids (Marilyn's band) decided to follow Manson's lead and they all chose famous female first names paired with serial killer last names. The band's original line-up included guitarist Daisy Berkowitz, bassist Olivia Newton-Bundy, the drummer Sara Lee Lucas and the keyboardist Zsa Zsa Speck. They've become one of the most controversial bands in history.