They call me "Bloodstained"... They say I had blood on my hands, not mine - somebody else's. Cool, merciless, ruthless reputedly, pain and fear are my passion... People say I was following a road to perdition... Liars... They don't know nothing about me... They are afraid of me...In 2001 I was born unexpectedly. Fellows had a playing pressure. They knew what they wanted to do from the beginning. I was shown the way and ordered to follow it. They gave me life and called me Bloodstained. Initially, there were five fellows. Each of them had his roots in different scenes. Different inspiration but one target. Dirty, tough till pain style of playing. Everyone knows it's not easy in the beginning. First gigs, first contact with hard core publicity and scene fellows. Jumps up and falls down and constant equipment troubles. Although passion will always find a way. Yes,... passion. I went deeper in that shit. Year 2002 passed with a few local gigs as well as shows in front of a winder audience. Acceptance was rather cool. I struggled with misunderstanding but I gained new experience. Next year I familiarized with "la cosca" new soldier. I was going strong. My family was then six "men of honour". Slowly my environment took me into consideration. I made some improvements sounds, music, promotion.Live album make me fell stronger. I have matured and developed self-esteem. I'm following my road now. Trends?...fuck it!Year 2007 have made me so fucking angry that I needed to lose all my hatred on new record. Pressure was so high that I felt pleasure from your suffering...Now I am even fuller of apocalyptic thought, stronger in my hate. I always repeat that the stongest survive, with new faces ready for destruction. I'm ready for everything. Full of dormant hate an passion.
Bloodstained.
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