Post by "The New Era Icon" David Calaz on Jun 18, 2007 19:15:51 GMT -5
This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters
But we never stood a chance
And I'm not sure if it matters
If you are the shores, I am the waves begging for big moons
I’m mailing letters to addresses in a ghost town
Tour secret's out
I know this hurts, it was meant to, it was meant to
Your secret's out and the best part is it isn't even a good one
And its mind over you don't, don't matter
This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters
But it must be said again that all us boys are just screaming
Into microphones for attention
Because we're just so bored
We never knew that you would pick it apart, oh
I'm falling apart to songs about hips and hearts
Tour secret's out
I know this hurts, it was meant to, it was meant to
Your secret's out and the best part is it isn't even a good one
And its mind over you don't, don't matter
I used to obsess over living,
Now I only obsess over you
Tell me you'd like boys like me better
In the dark lying on top of you
This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters
This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters
I know this hurts, it was meant to, it was meant to
Your secret's out and the best part is it isn't even a good one
And its mind over you don't, don't, don't, don't matter
From day one I talked about getting out
But not forgetting about
How my worst fears are letting out
He said why put a new address
On the same old loneliness
When breathing just passes the time
Until we all just get old and die
Now talking's just a waste of breath
And living's just a waste of death
And why put a new address
On the same old loneliness
And this is you and me
And me and you
Until we've got nothing left
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Faint whispers are heard coming in all directions, they pound his head; he sits in the corner of the room, his hands placed on top of his head.
He screams in anger why can he hear these things? Why are they after him? What did he do to deserve all this?
He cracks his head on the wall trying to force the voices out but they keep coming, sharper and louder. Soon the man is screaming in pain, tearing his hair out trying to rid himself of the demons inside his head. They attack his brain, his emotions run wild, and he begins to cry in pain.
He falls away from the corner and curls up in a ball on the floor. His eyes glaze over and blood trickles from out of his nose, shadows appear above him... It is them, they came for him and they got him. There was nothing he could do....
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Calaz Sits quietly on his own, darkness fills the empty locker room around him and only he can be seen sitting on a bench, his head bowed and hood up he is staring down at the shiny centre plate of the Xtreme title. He doesn’t move an inch the camera just watches him breathe heavily. A demonic laugh slowly leaves his mouth and echo's through the locker room, slowly he looks up he has an emotionless face and a trance like stare. As he hoists the title belt over his shoulder he begins to speak.
~ “The New Era Icon” David Calaz ~
Today is not your lucky day, everyday you breathe is not your lucky day because you see, we are almost here and we are gaining in numbers. Soon there will be no one on your side Mak, then what will you do?
Another laugh as Calaz moves his arm back and throws back his hood revealing more of the trance like stare.
~ “The New Era Icon” David Calaz ~
I already know what you will do. Nothing, because you can't do anything we are unstoppable, envied by many... mirrored by none...
Calaz takes in a huge breathe and then follows it with a sigh, he rubs his title belt gently, his fingers run over every inch and groove of the belt. Calaz stops and looks back at the camera.
~ “The New Era Icon” David Calaz ~
Now on to matters at hand, Prozac I'm sorry to say but you are in my way. And for the past month I've said that if you stand in my way you will be bowled over, squashed by a bug. You will be hurt, emotionally, physically and mentally... You know I've always wanted to say this... Prozac, take your meds tonight, it could possibly be your last time you get the chance.
Calaz stands up and walks over to one of the lockers, he stares at it and then his face turns nasty, he swings for the locker door and punches it hard leaving a dent in the door.
~ “The New Era Icon” David Calaz ~
Are you all stupid? Why are you continuing to let him do it to you? you listen to him and follow what ever he says, surely you're beginning to get a little tired of the bullshit he comes out with. I was and now I'm look out me, I'm in the form of my life I haven’t lost for well over a month and that is down to my decision to stop listening to what that clueless ass hole had to say.
The demonic laugh echo's through the locker room one more time, Calaz goes back and sits down on the bench pulling his hood back over his head.
~ “The New Era Icon” David Calaz ~
You sheep need to realise soon that my way is the way to go, its simple evolution, don’t get caught or left behind. XVI is moving on and we are the driving force behind it, if you choose not to follow our path then you will slowly suffocate with Makaveli... We have injected the poison into all of you, but we have the cure join us... Don't be the monkey left behind when we turn to humans, less than a week now and they arrive, be prepared, they won't here your screams... We are coming!
The demonic laugh once more echo's through the locker room as the camera zooms out from Calaz two hidden figures stand behind him as the laugh continues now coming from all three people. The scene fades to black with the laughter still echoing throughout.
[glow=Black,2,300]~ Scene Ends ~[/glow]
But we never stood a chance
And I'm not sure if it matters
If you are the shores, I am the waves begging for big moons
I’m mailing letters to addresses in a ghost town
Tour secret's out
I know this hurts, it was meant to, it was meant to
Your secret's out and the best part is it isn't even a good one
And its mind over you don't, don't matter
This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters
But it must be said again that all us boys are just screaming
Into microphones for attention
Because we're just so bored
We never knew that you would pick it apart, oh
I'm falling apart to songs about hips and hearts
Tour secret's out
I know this hurts, it was meant to, it was meant to
Your secret's out and the best part is it isn't even a good one
And its mind over you don't, don't matter
I used to obsess over living,
Now I only obsess over you
Tell me you'd like boys like me better
In the dark lying on top of you
This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters
This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters This has been said so many times that I'm not sure if it matters
I know this hurts, it was meant to, it was meant to
Your secret's out and the best part is it isn't even a good one
And its mind over you don't, don't, don't, don't matter
From day one I talked about getting out
But not forgetting about
How my worst fears are letting out
He said why put a new address
On the same old loneliness
When breathing just passes the time
Until we all just get old and die
Now talking's just a waste of breath
And living's just a waste of death
And why put a new address
On the same old loneliness
And this is you and me
And me and you
Until we've got nothing left
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Faint whispers are heard coming in all directions, they pound his head; he sits in the corner of the room, his hands placed on top of his head.
He screams in anger why can he hear these things? Why are they after him? What did he do to deserve all this?
He cracks his head on the wall trying to force the voices out but they keep coming, sharper and louder. Soon the man is screaming in pain, tearing his hair out trying to rid himself of the demons inside his head. They attack his brain, his emotions run wild, and he begins to cry in pain.
He falls away from the corner and curls up in a ball on the floor. His eyes glaze over and blood trickles from out of his nose, shadows appear above him... It is them, they came for him and they got him. There was nothing he could do....
[glow=Black,2,300]~ Scene Opens ~[/glow]
Calaz Sits quietly on his own, darkness fills the empty locker room around him and only he can be seen sitting on a bench, his head bowed and hood up he is staring down at the shiny centre plate of the Xtreme title. He doesn’t move an inch the camera just watches him breathe heavily. A demonic laugh slowly leaves his mouth and echo's through the locker room, slowly he looks up he has an emotionless face and a trance like stare. As he hoists the title belt over his shoulder he begins to speak.
~ “The New Era Icon” David Calaz ~
Today is not your lucky day, everyday you breathe is not your lucky day because you see, we are almost here and we are gaining in numbers. Soon there will be no one on your side Mak, then what will you do?
Another laugh as Calaz moves his arm back and throws back his hood revealing more of the trance like stare.
~ “The New Era Icon” David Calaz ~
I already know what you will do. Nothing, because you can't do anything we are unstoppable, envied by many... mirrored by none...
Calaz takes in a huge breathe and then follows it with a sigh, he rubs his title belt gently, his fingers run over every inch and groove of the belt. Calaz stops and looks back at the camera.
~ “The New Era Icon” David Calaz ~
Now on to matters at hand, Prozac I'm sorry to say but you are in my way. And for the past month I've said that if you stand in my way you will be bowled over, squashed by a bug. You will be hurt, emotionally, physically and mentally... You know I've always wanted to say this... Prozac, take your meds tonight, it could possibly be your last time you get the chance.
Calaz stands up and walks over to one of the lockers, he stares at it and then his face turns nasty, he swings for the locker door and punches it hard leaving a dent in the door.
~ “The New Era Icon” David Calaz ~
Are you all stupid? Why are you continuing to let him do it to you? you listen to him and follow what ever he says, surely you're beginning to get a little tired of the bullshit he comes out with. I was and now I'm look out me, I'm in the form of my life I haven’t lost for well over a month and that is down to my decision to stop listening to what that clueless ass hole had to say.
The demonic laugh echo's through the locker room one more time, Calaz goes back and sits down on the bench pulling his hood back over his head.
~ “The New Era Icon” David Calaz ~
You sheep need to realise soon that my way is the way to go, its simple evolution, don’t get caught or left behind. XVI is moving on and we are the driving force behind it, if you choose not to follow our path then you will slowly suffocate with Makaveli... We have injected the poison into all of you, but we have the cure join us... Don't be the monkey left behind when we turn to humans, less than a week now and they arrive, be prepared, they won't here your screams... We are coming!
The demonic laugh once more echo's through the locker room as the camera zooms out from Calaz two hidden figures stand behind him as the laugh continues now coming from all three people. The scene fades to black with the laughter still echoing throughout.
[glow=Black,2,300]~ Scene Ends ~[/glow]
