When your life ends, Dinner begins

The Green Inferno

Mon, 25 Apr 2005 19:54:54 GMT

For the sake of authenticity, Some portions of this song have been retained in their entirity
Four young and fearless americans,
Children of the space age,
Armed with cameras microphones and curiosity,
Four youngsters who never came back,
The area is dominated by two tribes,
Two superpowers consider the others fair game,
to be hunted, then eaten,
But alas comes the children of America,
Killing their guide by amputation and mutilation,
Torturing animals with glee,
Watching the turtle squirm,
As they play with it's guts,
Show the primatives how we do it,
Burning the Matzumoro tribe to the ground,
Watching them burn,
Filming,Raping, and torturing,
Laughing at the baby buried in mud,
Castration comes before death,
So does rape,
Four young and fearless americans,
Children of the space age,
Armed with cameras, microphones, and curiosity,
I wonder who the real cannibals are?

Sodomized Savior

Mon, 18 Apr 2005 19:25:04 GMT

Bleeding pleeding dying lord,
You were the savior of the Christian world,
But you are nothing but a piece of ass to me,
For I am the dark one,
Castration comes before Sodomization,
Your bloody cock in the hand of darkness,
with a dripping spoon churning your intestines,
Suck me off savior,
Jesus is nothing but a whore,
Prostitutes spread for those who pay but the bible spreads for everyone,
Gouge out your eye and skull fuck you,
splattering your brains with every thrust,
But as much as we fuck the savior,
He has fucked us more,

March of the Antichrist

Mon, 18 Apr 2005 01:10:21 GMT

Accept Satan, his reign is far stretching upon the masses of the doomed.
Relinquish your rights of passage and accept only yourself as your god,
for as long as the Antichrist is here,
you are safe to do what you will.
Passage of the four Henchman opened by the death of the second coming,
the Rapture is not them leaving voluntarily but fleeing in fear,
for god is not but their guardian.
Kill Christians in the masses,
burn them on poles and castrate them with your sword at hand,
jabbing and jabbing as they whither in pain.
One by one they will give up god as their savior and accept the Antichrist.
March Forward to the hills of Nore,
with Battle Axes in one hand and the head of Jesus in the other.
Burn the bible and piss out the fire,
for we are the future.
The Antichrist Marches on.
God is dead in our souls,
and his death was painful.

Erectile Decapitation

Wed, 13 Apr 2005 21:32:55 GMT

Fruitflies flicker in my ass,
Feasting upon your remains,
Packing in your severed neck,
While my can vomits up your remains,
Erectile Decapitation got me up at night,
4 inches of bloody cock is the reasonable sight,
I couldnt ever get it up till i sawed off your fucking head,
then lubed that bitch up nicely, and crammed my ass in bed,
Beat it, then eat it, Beat it, THEN EAT IT!
Fuck your headless torso, right in your fucking wound,
My walls crush your brains, as your neck is being harpooned,
Exploding diarhea, mixed with your skull,
makes a delicious tasting treat even though my stomachs full,
pump off my demon seed onto your skinless chest,
finally my Disfunction was put to rest,

Long time no Update

Wed, 13 Apr 2005 19:19:25 GMT

Well, I finally got my internet turned back on, so not much has really happened. I went to a few concerts and killed a few people, but other than that its been quite tame. Anyways, to update all my 1,000,000s of loyal fans on me, Jason, Evan, and Tony's band status, I must tell you that its been very slow at best. We have decided a name, Slaughter at Sundown, and I we are currently practicing and making some awesome songs! Tony and Jason are absolutely amazing at creating new original music. We might even record in a couple months so keep your fingers crossed!

Well, Valentines day is like over and i have a new song!

Tue, 15 Feb 2005 05:17:57 GMT

Yes! Another song! Not like anyone anywhere reads them! But it doesnt matter because my art will be spoken even if noone listens. Well, Valentines day is just a day for losers like me to feel loved and appreciated by everyone :)! So, like this is a song dedicated to that kind of love and commitment called box of hearts...

Box of Hearts

Three roses black come to my door,
I can't take this anymore,
Girls don't like me they just tease,
Even though I aim to please,
Fuck them all so thoughtful Devine,
No chocolates or red roses will be mine,
No valentine card or fucking greeting,
No girl to take to friendly meetings,
So fuck this cursed holiday,
it is time to fucking pay,
Bloody knife with bloody nails,
they will not live if all else fails,
Rusty spoon and rusty fork,
Ill get their love with a spork,
Cut the arteries pull the veins,
I need to gain love from her remains,
Box it up and its a start,
Im making my gift of candy hearts,
Day by day the gift grows complete,
the girl of my dreams will think its neat,
I give her the candies and to my dismay,
She loved the taste of my pepperspray,
she tried to run but she can't escape,
I love her to death, so what if it's rape,
She will die just like the rest,
As I grab my spork and carve out her chest.

Columbine, I want to make you mine

Wed, 09 Feb 2005 02:58:18 GMT

Ok, this is a song, i repeat, a song! It is meant to be funny, and I am no way promoting school shootings. I repeat, A SONG! Just because I am evil, I am no mad man. Killing people is wrong, I know and accept that, just bare with me that it still is a controversial issue and needs to be addressed.

Blood splattered walls,
Shrieks down the halls,
Walking with a shotgun,
15 kids dying upon the floor,
Teacher's organs exposed,
near the child that has decomposed,
Quickly, already rotting away,
It hasn't been more than a day,
Child's playground covered in red,
Scattered bodies by the swingset,
Classroom bells ring loudly,
But nobody hears them over the gunshots,
Pipebombs blowing up bodies,
Pieces everywhere,
Students crying are now dying,
Nobody survives,
Where Kip Kinkel Failed,
I have Prevailed,
Every child and teacher dead,
one bullet for my head.

The Two Towers are falling down

Wed, 09 Feb 2005 02:36:35 GMT

ok, a new song, 3 in one day technically by live journal standards... insane.

The Two Towers are falling down,
Crashing down,
Burning down,
The two Towers are falling down,
Oh how funny,
I've trained for years for this day,
So let me pray, let me pray
We've trained in flight schools for this day,
And now its time for payback,
America has got its turn,
Crash and burn, crash and burn,
Americans will all learn,
that it has to sacrifice.
Crash the planes into the towers,
Show our power, show our power,
As a people rain like showers,
America will pay the price.
The two towers are falling down,
Crashing down,
Burning down,
The two towers are falling down,
Oh how funny.

Bouncy the Clown

Tue, 08 Feb 2005 21:52:52 GMT

Ok, two days two new songs, amazing. You would think i wouldn't have time to like write them. But oh well. I do, so fuck off.

Come little boys to see Bouncy the Clown,
He jumps up and he jumps down,
Bounce to the left and bounce to the right,
He'll beat you down as you scream and fight,
Watch him juggle your chopped off balls,
as he rapes your ass in the sideshow halls,
House of mirrors is where your stored,
for any occasion that Bouncy is bored,
Want a prize well drink some of this,
His golden showers will never miss,
You should be happy your not dead,
and you can sleep in Bouncy's bed,
The arms are in the way of the fuck,
flapping around so just let Bouncy pluck,
Your legs stop him from going deep,
So when he chops them do not weep,
Bouncy loves the little boys,
he'll reward you with lots of toys,
and if you treat him nice and dandy,
He will give you cotton candy,

Yay! hmm, not as good as originally planned. But i guess it could be worse. :)

Nothing new

Tue, 08 Feb 2005 05:17:22 GMT

Haha, well songs will be updated less and less, due to the fact that id like to get the ones ive "currently" written some guitar riffs and some drum beats with the drum machine :)

Little Debbie's Snack

Sun, 06 Feb 2005 04:31:38 GMT

Anyways, I came up with a song, its kind of dumb but hell its alright. Im sort of pissed the weekend didnt go as expected, I wanted to be able to like, i dont know, party or do something. Instead, I stayed at home... I wont even be able to watch the super bowl, not that that matters, because i wouldnt anyways, but the point is if I wanted to Ill be working. Damnit. This. Sucks. Anyways, here is the song.

The showering tears strangle my chest,
I'm losing my breath with your every caress,
Camping with fear has never been so much fun,
Since me and my daughter came together as one,
Driving away from the shackles of home,
Solemnly anticipating camping alone,
She smiled with glee as we came to a stop,
But I wiped that away with a swooping chop,
Little Debbie screamed but mommy is gone,
Her helpless body was played like a pawn,
The Woodchipper laughed loudly as I plugged him in,
Chopping and stirring my debbie with a wide open grin,
I stood on the other side waiting with cheer,
As her body churned and pieces appeared,
Showered in blood like a hunter on speed,
I took the meatier chunks for me to feed,
Grilled them up and made me some smores,
Nothing smells greater than Marshmallow pores,
What a great break from ordinary life,
A wonderful trip without the wife,
A great time for bonding with stories to tell,
Like an entrapt beast i've escaped from life's hell,

Free all week

Thu, 03 Feb 2005 03:45:46 GMT

Its so awesome when you count on plans for the weekend but everything falls apart because you have to work. :( But if anyone has anything to do like Friday or Saturday late night just give me a message or something, it is very doubtful on the count that nobody at all reads this, ever... ever.

Some Assembly Required

Mon, 31 Jan 2005 02:18:16 GMT

alright, another song! Yes!!!!

There are no perfect wholes, just perfect parts,
good brains, faces, legs, breasts, and hearts,
If you have no friends just make your own,
Pieces and skin stitched and sewn,
Pretty hair pretty smile,
beauty teeth from a crocodile,
Nose is straight and hips so curvey,
My new friend looks topsy-turvey,
My boyfriends eyes glared like the moon,
so i scraped them out with a rusty spoon,
my mother had the perfect legs long and tan,
The rest is useless, tossed it in a trashcan,
My baby child had the sweetest face,
now a corroded emptiness has filled the place,
All I needed was a good solid heart,
the senior home was a great place to start,
To black to yellow to blue and red,
tossing body after body into the pile of dead,
100 later I found the perfect one,
Now my friend was finally done,
Shew was beautiful, everything I dreamed,
But there was a problem, she never screamed,
she just laid and took it every night,
I knew something wasn't right,
Alas, she was missing a throat,
I grabbed a knife and my blood couldve filled a moat,
To much blood, I won't survive,
but atleast my love will become alive

awww, how romantic! Come on, admit it, you wish you had a great person like him who was willing to die for you.

Wow today really sucked

Thu, 27 Jan 2005 19:48:48 GMT

I went to school sick, found out I failed Thorn and will have to retake, and completely bombed my science exam. To make things worse, i still feel terrible! Oh well, tomorrow will hopefully be a better day, but more than likely not. Hopefully i can find someone to work for me but if not ill call off sick. No new songs today, but tomorrow i promise! all my loyal fans will just have to wait one day.

My baby Christmas Tree

Tue, 25 Jan 2005 21:01:58 GMT

The babies are dropped off around the clock
I am surprizingly quite overstocked
And although my tree still needs trimmed
All of the ornaments need delimbed
Jar out the eyes from the sockets that are torn
And munch them down like candy corn
With all the children I have stored
Hanging each and every one witha barbed wire cord
Right next to the red and white candy canes
As the blood trickles down like a springtime rain
I hope their parents will be filled with glee
When they see my brand new Christmas tree
Because when we light that Christmas tree
It will be a sight for all to see
When we light that Christmas tree
we will be freed from misery
Theres no better gift to give
than to take their chance to live
there are a few that still survive
swaying back and forth wishing they weren't alive
and as they hang there limblessly
I use there tiny fingers to flavor my tea
there parents came and to my surprise
unexpected screams and cries
but soon theyll realize
and appreciate their demise
I feel no real shame
their parents are to blame
If they arent smart enough to see
there childrens new found beauty.

Ice Cream You Scream

Tue, 25 Jan 2005 20:49:23 GMT

Ok, yet ANOTHER song, best enjoy!

Jingle Jingle Jingle,
It'll only tingle,
I'm on my regular route,
The kids scream and they shout,
But ice cream's not what I'm about,
I see a girl trying to play,
I stop my van and I say,
would you like some ice cream today?
She steps up to my van,
exactly as planned,
and says "here's the money,"
When I dragged her inside,
she kicked and she cried,
but there's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide,
I chain her down to the floor
as her tears start to poor,
I keep on craving for more,
I tear off her shirt,
and her tiny skirt,
as she whimpers how it really hurts,
And I stretch her legs wide,
as I churn her insides,
If I pushed it any further, she would have died,
Her skins turning white,
she stops trying to fight,
looks like tonight the kids will have something to bite,
And as the blood starts to poor I know she's begging for more,
She's aroused by the flesh, aroused by the gore,
And when it's finally done,
I know she had some fun,
She had to have loved how her intestines got spun,
I grind through the skin and right through the bone,
take a big chunk and toss it in a cone,
A kid walks up to my truck with only a buck,
He wants some strawberry, well he's shit out of luck,
I want to play naughty but I am too nice,
I gave him a 5 year old girl, at half of the price...

Wasn't that fan fucking tastic! Yay! if you like, leave a comment saying "I like your big tiny penis"

I Steamrolled My Baby and the Whore Liked It

Tue, 25 Jan 2005 04:50:43 GMT

Ok, it might not be New, but its still never before seen by anyone other than the few. So wax your chub and be prepared

Baby girl your just a newborn
And your such a whore you've already been torn
A temptress from hell forcing me to sin
your irressistable, I have to give in
"Fuck my ass, defecate into my mouth"
You scream and moan from the pits way down south
After I'm done unloading out of my trap
I hear you crying "Choke me with seran wrap"
I wrap it across your face and over your head
As you choke upon the hot lunch you were fed
I can hear you yelling "Cut me open and cum in my chest"
I try to resist the urges of incest
But your satanic powers are just to strong
So i rip off your shirt and get ready to prong
I take a scapul and insert it deep
"Cut me open like the shank of a sheep,
Dice Dice Dice my skin,
Push that monster of yours within"
My head keeps spinning
But darkness is winning
And in a matter of minutes it is all done
My bloody tool between her dripping buns
God I am sorry for doing you wrong
I'll stay in teh church where I belong
Every day from 5 to 11
Winning back my spot in heaven

Hope you enjoy :)

Alcatotz

Mon, 24 Jan 2005 03:04:49 GMT

Ok, it may not be sweet but I wrote a new song for anyone who cares about Alcatotz, the first Death camp for children. Actually I just came up with it right now. I hope you enjoy :)

Dont worry children there is no shame,
It is your religion that's to blame,
So board the train and pack in tight,
Don't kick or scream or try to fight,
If you have to shit use the pots,
We are almost to Alcatotz,
The trip is done come get your bread,
If you cannot walk just lay with the dead,
We will treat you the best way that we can,
by tossing your carcuss into a rotating fan,
the infants come too but why should they live,
so we feed our guarddogs with the meat that they give,
The ones who can walk enjoy your rolls,
glistened with sauce from each of our poles,
Separated in groups of the weak and the strong,
Those who can't walk do not belong,
we march them all forward into a ditch,
filled with gasoline and the match that we pitch,
the stronger kids can go inside,
the headchiefs cabin where the lucky can ride,
those who cry when their asshole gets pryed,
will be found with the others that have died,
If you managed to take without braking a tear,
go into the dentists and smile with cheer,
if your teeth look good and are white like the moon,
then smile as we cut them out with a rusty spoon,
Now go back to your cabins and don't make a sound,
if I hear a peep you'll be under the ground,
cause a commotion and you'll get all the lovin,
ill spray you with Pam so you wont stick to my oven,
your brother never came back but dont you cry,
i told him it was a shower, just a little white lie,

I know I haven't updated in forever, but from now on ill be putting all of my songs i come up with in here. Hopefully, me, Jay, Josh, and Evan will get something started up in the near future but with people busy its kind of hard.

Good is second only to evil

Tue, 12 Oct 2004 04:37:09 GMT

Now before I start ranting on pointlessly about my life, i thought i would gladly put some things about me that some people might find interesting. If you find these kind of gay ass boring surveys interesting, then 1 you have no reason to read my journal because your a fucking idiot, and 2 you will be in for a pleasant surprise!

Name- Shane Aaron Waters
Birthday- July 17th, 1988
Hair Color- Dirty filthy blonde
Favorite Fragrance- Mohsin's Taliban Special
Favorite Food- Dead Babies, fried with Bar Be Que Sauce
Favorite Candy- Pop Rocks, for obvious homosexual reasons
Sexual Preference- You name it i'll do it, and i'll enjoy it
Last time I kissed- Do they have to be alive?
Last time I made out- Do they have to be human?
Last time I had sex- Does my dad count?
Favorite Number- 666
Favorite animal- Hamsters, I love the messy split
Hot Dogs or Hamburgers- Im a vegetarian, but I love hamburgers
Penis or Vagina- I have a bit of both
Chocolate or Vanilla- hmm, i like it chunky brown
Favorite TV Show- Jerry Springer
Favorite Movie- Route 666
Favorite Anime- Bible Black
Favorite Video Game- video games are for fags, thats why I love all of them
Favorite Childrens cartoon- The Wiggles
Favorite Soap Opera- Oz
Biggest fear- choking on my own penis
Greatest talent- Creativity, ripping people to shreds
Girlfriend Currently- Does the one locked up in my bedroom count?
Favorite Teacher- Mr. Antol, god he was hot I loved his boner
Pets- Well, I keep my sister chained to the floor, does that count?
Virgin- No,
Oral Sex- yea, i didnt have a rib removed for nothing
Anal Sex- I didnt have my ass replaced on my chest for nothing
First Love- Santa Claus, I'm the reason for his raw red sac
Crush- yes, babies skulls
volunteer- all the time, help youthanize the elderly
are you a good person- yea
Christian-yep
Jewish-yep
Pagan-yep
Atheist-yep
Buddhist- Im not an idiot
Favorite Music- I like everything
Favorite Song- Beethovens 5th,
Best friend- What is this foreign word friend you speak of?
Worst enemy- Anyone who breathes
amount of girls that like me- like everyone GOD
Favorite Color-Yellow
Favorite Book- With my education level, do I look like I read?

I hope you enjoyed the complete and utter waste of time you just had by reading through that abnormally long and uneventful quiz. I'm sure i'll end up posting more on how Homecoming was to those who went and more on how school blows in general. Maybe I will even start placing my daily quotes in here to keep them forever.

Welcome to eternal Damnation, enjoy the trip!

Sun, 10 Oct 2004 04:40:20 GMT

Well, this is my first post, so I will start off quickly by telling you that I am a sick fucked up person who deserves to be shot and killed. My life doesn't, as some wrist slicers say, suck, but I must add I am not a happy person. You will never see me say "Hey, I am happy" because that is just not me. I am a Vegetarian that absolutely fucking hates animals. Don't just assume that I like animals because I am a vegetarian, I just don't want their corpses in me. I like humans better. I have a 3 legged dog, it is kinda sad because I ripped one of his off just to stop his fucking barking. It drove me insane! I live with my grandparents, one of which is dead but don't tell grandma this! She is dillusional! I think it is funny when you get away with murder because grandma is so blind she thinks a blowup doll is the love of her life. Oh well, she has alzheimers anyways, meaning I can fuck her every night and she would forget about it by morning. I don't have parents. No I am not a test tube baby, but I just don't have parents. My mom got pregnant a year ago, I guess I should have worn a condom, well I had to take her down to the clinic and through a hilarious mistake, she died too. Oh well, I had soup that night so I'm not complaining. People think I am wrong or evil because I don't fall into what they believe, but they can just bend over and blow my cock really good, because I don't care what they like. It is what I like that matters, narrow minded assholes. Why do they make having sex with minors illegal? Because it doesn't fall into a certain group who decides that their opinions are facts. Will the baby remember me fucking its ass ten years from now? I don't think so, it will wonder how his rectum was uncurably torn though. Anyways, I work as a bitch, and I don't really have friends. Don't feel bad though, none of you have friends either, you just have people there to make you feel better or people there that just want to feel better. Friends aren't true friends, they are colleagues. They use eachother as joint beneficiaries. I totally mutilated that word, but speaking of mutilated, I have a corpse to mutilate...