"But I don't want to go around mad people,' Alice remarked. 'Oh, you can't help that.' said The Cat: 'We're all mad here. I'm mad, you're mad.' 'How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice. 'You must be.' said The Cat. 'Or you wouldn't have come here."- Lewis Carroll "Alice In Wonderland"
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"There are many people who would take my time. I shun them. There are those who share my time. I am entertained by them. There are the precious few who contribute to my time. I cherish them."- Anton Lavey from "The Devil's Notebook"
"Mister Rabbit says,'A moment of realization is worth a thousand prayers'."- Mickey Knox from the movie "Natural Born Killers"
"LADIES and GENTLEMEN! You've read about it in the NEWSPAPERS! Now, SHUDDER as you observe, BEFORE YOUR VERY EYES, that most RARE and TRAGIC of NATURE'S MISTAKES! I give you... THE AVERAGE MAN! Physically UNREMARKABLE, it has INSTEAD a deformed set of VALUES. Notice the HIDEOUSLY BLOATED sense of HUMANITY'S IMPORTANCE. The club-footed SOCIAL CONSCIENCE and the WITHERED OPTIMISM. Most REPULSIVE of ALL, are its FRAIL and USELESS notions of ORDER and SANITY. If too much WEIGHT is placed upon them...They SNAP. How does it LIVE, I hear you ask? How does this poor, pathetic specimen SURVIVE in today's HARSH and IRRATIONAL world? The sad answer is 'Not very WELL.' Faced with the inescapable FACT that HUMAN EXISTENCE is MAD, RANDOM and POINTLESS, one in EIGHT of them CRACK UP and go STARK SLAVERING BUGGO! Who can BLAME them? In a world as PSYCHOTIC as THIS...any OTHER response would be CRAZY!"- The Joker "The Killing Joke" by Alan Moore
"I am awaiting the sunrise. Gazing modestly through the coldest morning. Once it came you lied. Embracing us over autumn's proud treetops./ I stand motionless, in a parade of falling rain. Your voice I cannot hear, as I am falling again./ Devotion eludes and in sadness I lumber. In my own ashes I am standing without a soul. She wept and whispered 'I know...'/ We walked into the night. Am I to bid you farewell? Why can't you see that I try. When every tear that's shed, is for you?" from "To Bid You Farewell" by Opeth
"Only a fool mistakes laughter for humor and fashion for style."- Anton Lavey from the book "Satan Speaks""If eyes are the mirror of the soul, you will find in mine the scorn and apathy. You will read my hatred as in a cursed book. You will see yourself, as I see you.
It is a mirror sombre and opaque, which protects me, which stifles me. A great ditch around the heart, which rejects, which estranges me.
There is a world in my head, a dead world where nothing lives. And it is there I am, too far, far too far, to be rejoined.
A crown of thorns is still a crown.
I am a king in a kingdom of suffering. I have taken my time to reach this stage. I have taken pains to torture myself. To descend, to descend into pain. I exist and if my brain is numbed, the thorn in my flesh can overcome apathy. There is no glory in humiliation. A throne to be taken, a crown to win.
I have no more tears and my smile has lost it's brilliance. I have forgotten who I was. I have killed my emotions. Crushed, empty, weary, always standing, I am a tree awaiting the lightning." from "The Crown" Samael
Opeth "Porcelain Heart"
.. ..Agalloch "Not Unlike The Waves"Ensiferum "Ahti"
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.. .."Through vast valleys I wander to the highest peaks, on pathways through a wild forgotten landscape in search of God, in spite of man, 'til the lost forsaken endless... This is where I choose to tread. Fall... so shall we fall into the nihil? The nothingness that we feel in the arms of the pale, in the shadow of the grim companion who walks with us. Here is the landscape. Here is the sun. Here is the balance of the earth. Where is the God? Has he fallen and abandoned us? As I'm stalked by the shadow of Death's hand, the fire in my heart is forged across the land. Here at the edge of this world, here I gaze at a pantheon of oak, a citadel of stone. If this grand panorama before me is what you call God... then God is not dead. I walked down to a river and sat in reflection of what had to be done. An offering of crimson flowed into the water below. A wound of spirit from which it floated and faded away... like every hope I've ever had... like every dream I've ever known... It washed away in a tide of longing, a longing for a better world. From my will, my throat, to the river, and into the sea... wash away... fade away...
Here is the landscape. Here is the sun. Here at the edge of the earth. Where is the GOD? Has he fallen to ruin? As I'm stalked by the shadow of Death's hand, my heathen pride is scarred across the land." - "In the Shadow Of Our Pale Companion" Agalloch
A serpent it came to me, right before my eyes. I looked to God way above me, he looked down at my lies. I said, "Oh, Lord please help me, I'm on my knees." "Your path is yours" he told me, "your's to reap." A mighty wind did pull me , tore at my face. My flesh is raped at his hand. I am the world's disgrace. The heaven opened above me and down God's tears came, lashing away at my skin, my stinking, rotten frame. I thought I'd fought the demons that roam above me. I thought I'd slew their blood red hands. Their hearts still beat with all the hatred for me. Their mark still burns into my very soul and I walk with them. They're shadowing my soul. - "And I Walk With Them" My Dying Bride