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Blood drips from my lips, my teeth stained by that rich, dark red fluid. I swallow a thick mouthfull and I go down for more. Sucking blood from wounds I have inflicted upon myself, tasting myself in the deepest way I can. With the knife in my hand I carve my legacy, writing in blood. Fear, hate, images of pain, all the things that make our world such a wonderfull place to live in. I drip to the floor, seeping through the cracks, bleeding my life to the floor, what a waste. Smoke from a bottle fills the air, misrouble sounds in the background that should have been music fill my ears with ringing and my head with buzzing. As I watch my life ooz from my vains I'm reminded of the times before this pain was born in my heart, I'm thinking of good times long forgotten. First light in the east and my eyes start to close. I put a numb head on a blood-soaked pillow and lay a body that is half dead on a bed in an aura of smoke and I pass out. On my blood-stained a day starts and a day ends, the light is dim when I open one blood-shot eye. Here I am, sprayed all over the room, this is my life and this is how I spend it. It's time for another dosege of pain and hate...

All about me and my ideas.

I'v been accused of Nazism for a long time now, and if you look at my pic pages you'll see a swastika carved into my arm. Let me tell you now, I AM NOT A NAZI. I'm jewish.
I wish everything was so simple, but it's not.
All through my life people have been judgong me, trying to change me, or just plain hate me, none of those people have ever tried to really understand me or what I'm trying to say, they kept me away "just to be on the safe side". This page is here for people who want to try and understand me. I hope this page will help you. If it didn't, hey, nobody ever died from trying...


Lets see, what do I have to say?

This page is going under major changes!!!





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