Do you really want to know who I am?
I don’t mean in the metaphorical sense.
Do you want to know what I am? Tell me while you’ve still got a pair, because once you know, there’s no unknowing. You can’t find me because I’m everywhere you look. You can’t look at me because of what you will find. I’m the real deal, the dark side of things, the one who hides behind locked doors. I’m the weight on your chest, the pain in your heart; I’m the pounding fear behind your left titty. I’m the morbid impression of the night. I’m the dark gnome. I’m the father of cool and the King of Rock. I’m the cold immortal bastard that fucks up neighborhoods and breeds gangstas; I’m the one who makes your dick feel small. I am condemned buildings and shanties and dark alleyways in the vilest of cities. I am the King of Egypt, Grand pappy of all the dark ones. I am the Lord of all them, they, and those that be other. I am the army of darkness. I am the sickle cell that causes an aneurysm just waiting to burst. I am the sickness; I am the medicine man, the spade digging your grave. I’m the spook who goes bump in your night. I’m the uppity ball-buster that’s dancing in your end zone. I’m your doubts and deepest, darkest fears. I’m the one who makes you feel like a child, lost in the dark forest. I am the nameless one who is called by many names. I am the icy breath on the back of your neck, that prickly feeling running up your spine, and the stream of urine running down your leg. I am temptation. I am your dirty little secrets, your pornographic thoughts. I am greed and lust, wrath and revenge. I am road rage. I am the corrupt suits in office. I am the one pulling the strings. I am the exorcism of your soul. I am the necrosis of sanity, the voice in your head that you should ignore, but don’t.
Close your eyes, because I’m the last thing you’ll see, but there’s no need to fear anymore. I’m here to set you free.Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste.
Ive been around for a long, long year,
stole many a mans soul and faith;
and I was round when jesus christ
had his moment of doubt and pain.
Made damn sure that pilate
washed his hands and sealed his fate.
Pleased to meet you,
hope you guess my name;
but whats puzzling you
is the nature of my game.
I stuck around st. petersburg
when I saw it was a time for a change.
Killed the czar and his ministers,
Anastasia screamed in vain.
I rode a tank,
held a generals rank,
when the blitzkrieg raged
and the bodies stank.
Pleased to meet you,
hope you guess my name, oh yeah.
Ah, whats puzzling you
is the nature of my game, oh yeah.
I watched with glee
while your kings and queens
fought for ten decades
for the gods they made.
I shouted out,
"Who killed the Kennedys?",
when after all
it was you and me.
Let me please introduce myself,
I'm a man of wealth and taste,
and I laid traps for troubadours,
who get killed before they reached bombay.
Pleased to meet you,
hope you guessed my name, oh yeah;
but whats puzzling you
is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby.
Pleased to meet you
hope you guessed my name, oh yeah;
but whats confusing you
is just the nature of my game.
Just as every cop is a criminal,
and all the sinners saints;
as heads is tails,
just call me lucifer,
'cause Im in need of some restraint.
So if you meet me
have some courtesy,
have some sympathy, and some taste;
use all your well-learned politesse
or Ill lay your soul to waste, um yeah.
Pleased to meet you
hope you guessed my name, um yeah,
but whats puzzling you
is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down.
Woo, who,
oh yeah, get on down.
Oh yeah,
oh yeah!
Tell me baby, whats my name?
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name?
Tell me baby, whats my name?
I tell you one time, youre to blame!
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Oh, yeah!
Whats my name?
Tell me, baby, whats my name?
Tell me, sweetie, whats my name?
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Oh, yeah!I edited my profile with Thomas' Myspace Editor V4.4
You Are Scary
You even scare scary people sometimes!
How Scary Are You?
Your Lust Quotient: 100%
Your lust is totally out of control. You definitely have let your animal instincts take over.
And while your unbridled desire is attractive to some, most people see you as a bit of a freak!
How Much Lust Do You Have?
You Are 80% Gentleman
You are definitely a gentleman. You're very considerate and you have excellent manners.
Occasionally, you slip and do something foolish... but usually no one notices!
Are You A Gentleman?No, really...I am probably the coolest person you will ever meet. I love to be me, and I bet you wish you were me! Ok, now seriously. I know I don't look like the coolest person ever, but don't you wish you could meet me? Ha, so do a lot of other people. Good luck! Feel free to email me and I will pencil you in and have my people contact your people. Good luck! :)
