XX. [Day you regret most]: The fourteenth of January, nineteen hundred four score and eight.
XX. [Height above your grave]: Yet six feet beneath.
XX. [Weight of your corpse]: Too much to be enough for them.
XX. [Fromme]: An accursed womb.
XX. [Whom do you love]: The prince of darkness.
XX. [III Greatest]::
I. Fields of the Nephilim
II. Christian Death
III. Theatre of Tragedy
I. Malleus Maleficarum
II. The Book of Shadows
III. Calling All Creeps by R.L. Stine
I. The Crow
II. The Dead Next Door
III. The Birds
XX. [Role Model]: Aleister Crowley
XX. [Dark Quote]: I slept with faith and found a corpse in my arms on awakening; I drank and danced all night with doubt and found her a virgin in the morning.
XX. [Bush]: Mhm.
XX. [Your opinion on interest aggregation as a privileged and elitist selective-function of empowerment]:The first discipline of education must be to refuse resolutely to feed the mind with canned chatter.
Please compose two four-line stanzas of poetry in ABAB or ABCB rhyme scheme:
Rhyme patterns are SO stifling of my creative (but dead) spirit.
Dead like my spirit
Empty like my soul
Cold lays my body
In a love foresaken hole.
Perhaps if you earn my respect I will allow you to experience more of the verse. (BLOODFLOODMUD)(STUD)
Please compose a suicide note:
Thanks for packing my lunch, but I won't be needing it today.
And give me some gawthic-lavigne: