| Name: | Kristoff | | D.O.B.: | June 8, 1990 | | Gender: | Male | | City: | San Diego | | State: | CA | | Country: | United States |
WaterskiingSkateboardingSkill Level: Intermediate1 - 2 Years ExperienceLess than 1 Year CompetingSnowboardMotocrossExtreme FightingSkill Level: Advanced3 - 5 Years Experience1 - 2 Years Competing | Jun 26, 2008| Relationship: | Single | | Heroes: | Chris Haslam, Rodney Mullen, Chris Cole, Mike Vallely, the muska, Randy Blythe, Corey Taylor | | Favorite Music: | Lamb of God, Slipknot, Job for a Cowboy, tool, thrice, trivium, devildriver, nightwish, pain, otep and sooo much more... (:: | | Favorite Movies: | all the die hards, reign of fire, alpha dog...etc. | | Favorite TV Shows: | family guy, robot chicken, aqua teen hunger force, scrubs | | Interests: | skating, girls, friends, music. just anything worth livin for really. |
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GWAR
War is all we know:
They came from the sun
From the east, from the west all around
So fate's die is cast
They marshaled their forces and found us at last
So it's come to this
The child is the destroyer
The young god comes to slay
War
Son kill the father
For blackness is all that i crave
Shells explode across my hide
Take me death, i am your slave
For i don't have soul
And i don't have a heart
Come then and face me
But first you must suffer my wrath
Hatred of all things alive
War is all we know
They say war is a last resort
For me it's the only way
I have tried reading their poetry
It suits me better to slay
All that i touch seems to break in my hands
Then it just bursts into flames
The piteous pleadings as innocents die
Only an odor remains
So burn the bitter butter
Prepare the murder machines
Bring me my scabbard, my halberd, my hauberk
Fetch me my enchanted greaves
My walls they are melting
The drugs they aren't helping
Is it time for the old gods to die?
To arms is the only cry
Hatred of all things alive
War is all we know
The humans must feast on their gods
We know it fucking blows
Hatred is a seed that's easy to sow
Buckets of blood will help it to grow
And raised on high, the fetid throne
Death is fate's master, he sits alone
They say war is all we know
If only that were true
No matter how i work my schedule
There's always other things that i do
But excuse me now, there's a tank at the door
And that slave's head just rolled cross the floor
He tries to say something and that something is puke
Right about then the pigs set off a nuke
War is all we know
Hatred
When i said i loved war, i lied
It fucking sucks on the losing side
And speaking of which, my face is on fire
A lightning withdrawl, we quickly retire
A flury of carnage, my brainpan is nicked
To my unend |