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BAKER

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About Me

So yeah, i play guitar and sing backup for Bloodletting Device. I'm an alcoholic. I like long walks through fields of burning flesh and punching babies in the face. Sometimes I just want to reach out and strangle God w/ my bare hands but then I remember that I am God and I think suicide is a cop out. I like to cut my fingertips off at work and then try to play guitar w/ the stumps I'm left with cuz I'm fucking retarded. Turn ons- DEATH FUCKING METAL. Turn offs- pussy emo hardcore 2-steppin' fag shit. My band is my life and my life is my band. Without the blood, I would be the most worthless, piece of shit, waste of oxygen to ever grace this earth w/ my presence. But hey, Everybody's gotta have something, right?

My Interests

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Bloodletting Device Live @ Vino's. Credit to ZeroKnight who incidentally got taken out in the mosh pit about half way through the video. Hailz!

Music:

Anything that draws blood. Preferably from the ears.
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Heroes:



the man who insists on seeing w/ perfect clearness before he decides, never decides. Accept life and you must accept regret. - unknown

My Blog

Im gonna miss you bitch

So my mom's cat died today. She was 14 yr's old so it was about that time but it still sux. She was like my little sister... had her since I was 8 or 9. I found some old pics of her and...
Posted by BAKER on Fri, 08 Feb 2008 09:38:00 PST

The World Between Us

(Song I wrote based on the idea of me and Cesca giving birth to the antichrist)    This virgin lusts for her own blood, gets wet with the thought of her stained sheets. She needs t...
Posted by BAKER on Mon, 24 Dec 2007 10:42:00 PST

INDULGING THE CHARLATANS

I can feel your eyes upon me, looking down your noses at me. In no position to judge me, still you think you are above me. Don't you realize you need me? How will you get high without me? You don't gi...
Posted by BAKER on Fri, 23 Nov 2007 02:46:00 PST

THROUGH THE MIST

Your soul is lying. It feels like dying, looking into your sunburned eyes. Reflections fading, death awaiting. How long will you try to hide. I have no choice but to give voice to my hatred deep insid...
Posted by BAKER on Mon, 10 Sep 2007 07:31:00 PST

During these times of universal deceit, telling the truth becomes a revolutionary act

    These lies are told time and time again. If you tell them enough, you yourself will eventually start to believe them. Once you have created this alternate universe filled with stories an...
Posted by BAKER on Wed, 18 Apr 2007 10:40:00 PST

The Blood I Bleed Is Black Indeed

Several times my path crosses those of men whose lives, for one reason or another, have went terribly wrong. As I am approached, I start to notice his jagged and rotten teeth, not unlike my own. His c...
Posted by BAKER on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 10:41:00 PST

Sundays are not for the weak hearted

Empty thoughts poison the dream of a life worth livingOnce a vessel for creation, now a waste of oxygenThese are the times that try mens souls, but I am just a childrunning around, scattering the ashe...
Posted by BAKER on Tue, 30 Jan 2007 08:59:00 PST