Born Villain
Member Since 03 Aug 2011Offline Last Active Apr 06 2012 12:12 AM
Whatever doesn't kill you is gonna leave a scar.
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About Me
Dead men, dead men swinging in a tree
How many dead men do you see?
Tongue turned blue and face turned grey
Watch them as they twist and sway
The first one killed the Butcher Man
Then cooked him in the frying pan
Served him to his hungry guests
And gave them seconds on request
The next one with his smile and sweets
Stole poor children off the streets
To men who dressed unsavory
He sold them into slavery
Breaking into a home at night
The thief he had a nasty fright
Filled his foolish head with ale
Woke in the morn in the county jail
The artist with his daunting skill
Tried his hand at printing bills
But caught in rain he was undone
When the ink he'd use did start to run
With promises of great return
Taking gold he did not earn
Bundled it up out of sight
Quietly slipped off into the night
Three houses into ashes burned
The sheriff with no place to turn
Did spy a stranger to his town
Looked him up, and beat him down
Dead men, dead men swinging in a tree
How many dead men do you see?
Six men long and six men wide
Round their necks the noose be tied
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"So like they were, no mortal
Might one from other know;
White as snow their armor was,
Their steeds were white as snow.
Never on earthly anvil
Did such rare armor gleam,
And never did such gallant steeds
Drink of an earthly stream.
"Back comes the chief in triumph
Who in the hour of fight
Hath seen the great Twin Brethren
In harness on his right.
Safe comes the ship to haven
Through billows and through gales,
If once the great Twin Brethren
Sit shining on the sails."
How many dead men do you see?
Tongue turned blue and face turned grey
Watch them as they twist and sway
The first one killed the Butcher Man
Then cooked him in the frying pan
Served him to his hungry guests
And gave them seconds on request
The next one with his smile and sweets
Stole poor children off the streets
To men who dressed unsavory
He sold them into slavery
Breaking into a home at night
The thief he had a nasty fright
Filled his foolish head with ale
Woke in the morn in the county jail
The artist with his daunting skill
Tried his hand at printing bills
But caught in rain he was undone
When the ink he'd use did start to run
With promises of great return
Taking gold he did not earn
Bundled it up out of sight
Quietly slipped off into the night
Three houses into ashes burned
The sheriff with no place to turn
Did spy a stranger to his town
Looked him up, and beat him down
Dead men, dead men swinging in a tree
How many dead men do you see?
Six men long and six men wide
Round their necks the noose be tied
===============================
"So like they were, no mortal
Might one from other know;
White as snow their armor was,
Their steeds were white as snow.
Never on earthly anvil
Did such rare armor gleam,
And never did such gallant steeds
Drink of an earthly stream.
"Back comes the chief in triumph
Who in the hour of fight
Hath seen the great Twin Brethren
In harness on his right.
Safe comes the ship to haven
Through billows and through gales,
If once the great Twin Brethren
Sit shining on the sails."
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- Member Title Jigoku Shoujo
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- Birthday November 10
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