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The Most Brutal Music Store in the Saint Louis Area

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51 years old
Granite City
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MY DETAILS
JOB: Self employed
SMOKE: Yes
DRINK: Hell yes
RELIGION: Fuck Religion
ORIENTATION: Demons only
DATING STATUS: Married
MEMBER SINCE: 12/24/2007
STAR SIGN: Scorpio
LAST LOGIN: 01/12/2010 20:37:07
MY RATING: 7.30

MUSIC
Horror, Horror and More Horror oh and music videos

HOBBIES
huh

BOOKS
My Family, Good Music, My Motorcycle, Real people

MY BLOGS
11/27/2008 20:39:35
12/24/2007 20:06:18
12/24/2007 19:45:49
12/24/2007 19:12:34

MY GROUPS

SATAN'S ASS, Dani's Army, METAL HEADS USA, Cradle Of Filth, ROB ZOMBIE ARMY

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ABOUT ME
We're a new Rock/ Metal Store Located at 2019 Edison ave in Granite City Illinois you can call us at (618)451-8150. We're Open 7 Days a Week
and we carry CD's, DVD's, New Vinyl, Band Shirts and Merch, memorabilia, Clothing, Gothic decor items, Medieval Weapons and alot more

TURN OFF'S
ROCK AND METAL: Current favorites are Alice Cooper (always), Megadeth, Rob Zombie, Wednesday 13, Murder Dolls, Cradle of Filth, Fairytale Abuse but there are many many more that I listen to.


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MetalHedz has 75 friend(s)



Displaying 15 out of 53 comments
From: Famulus
09/04/2009 17:36:37
happy Friday my friend


From: Famulus
04/19/2009 17:11:09
just a hello from famulus


From: Famulus
11/23/2008 15:05:18
FAMULUS NETWORK ALERT: MAKE THE MOST OF THE REST OF THE DAY MONDAY IS CLOSE!


From: Famulus
07/31/2008 14:37:20
HOW IS BUSINESS? (YOUR EXPERIENCING THE FAMULUS NETWORK)


From: Your_Wickedness
07/22/2008 22:19:10
GO TO BCOMMENTED.COM
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From: Famulus
04/29/2008 22:01:28
I PICKED UP THE NEW ORIGIN AND IT IS EVIL AND FAST.


From: K_A_T_E
04/24/2008 00:43:16
thankz 4 the add...
u'r pplz store is fucken badass :D
it's awesomefulllllllllll..haha...

one day i'm gonna open a store like that 2 X)


From: Famulus
04/21/2008 20:38:33
YOU HAVE JOINED THE MOST INFAMOUS GROUP IN DR! KEEP CHECKING IN WITH SATAN'S ASS FOR POWERS GIVEN AWAY. STAY AHEAD OF THE OTHER PERSON, KEEP YOUR POWERS CURRENT! HA HA HA (YOUR EXPERIENCING THE FAMULUS NETWORK)


From: Famulus
04/20/2008 16:44:32
I SEE WHERE YOU ARE AT IN YOU ABOUT ME SECTION. I WILL HAVE TO CHECK IT OUT. I BUY FROM RELAPSE RECORDS BECAUSE THERE IS NO GO RECORD STORE IN ST. LOUIS ANYMORE. LOL


From: Famulus
04/20/2008 16:27:55
IT IS GREAT TO HAVE A NEW FRIEND LIKE YOU. CONGRATS! YOUR NOW A MEMBER IN THE FAMULUS NETWORK.


From: MistressCemetery
04/09/2008 01:05:10

Sexy Comments & Profile Graphics

Have a Wicked Dark Night
Mistress Cemetery


From: Your_Wickedness
04/08/2008 21:20:50

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From: DaveDoom51
03/28/2008 18:25:30
Have you ever walked by a derelict sleeping in a doorway???....I have often wondered what path led them to be in that doorway...how madness could so destroy them.......Here is one man's explanation!

I hope you enjoy :D



The Beguiled


She asked a question of me, it reverberates in my head---she asked me if I’m happy, if I’d be happier when I’m dead.
I find myself now thinking, of the choices I have made---pretty sure my soul is damned, surely that is better left unsaid.

Dark thoughts spawn uneasiness, birthplace of my dread---perhaps I should consider, what occurs when we are dead.
If only death would bring surcease, deliver me from pain---no longer seeking evil pleasures, bring me innocence once again.
Such thoughts as these accompany me, tonight's journey has no ending---no solace for my tortured soul, I am trapped within this foul intending.
Knowledge gained so long ago, demands that I fulfill---fell obligations to this power, seeking someone's dreams to kill.

Majik surging deep inside me, causing my obscene erection---desperate to complete my task, no time now for such introspection.
Sounds of gnashing teeth assail me, at my entry to the shrine---acolytes of Satan's promise, on the floor their limbs entwined.
And there upon the ornate altar, writhing to the ancient chanting---nameless woman gestures to me, unsurprised I find I'm panting.
Which daemon is it now constrained, within my human form---who takes this willing offering, that the world can be transformed?

How many times, how many places---how many women beckoning---I can’t remember all their faces.
This daemon that’s inside of me, fulfills his ritual mating---which writhing member’s dream’s fulfilled, which lusts were consummated?
I think I have an answer now, to my daughter’s question---an answer now so long forgotten, a matter tied to indiscretion.
Some of our youthful choices, often glibly made in haste---can grow to such proportions; they can lay our lives to waste.

I implore you gentle listener, please take these words to heart...
Power gained from others' suffering, has no wisdom to impart!


© March, 2008 ~DaveDoom51~ all rights reserved





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From: DaveDoom51
03/27/2008 14:27:04
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From: DaveDoom51
03/25/2008 19:34:11
I was looking through some older stuff, and this caught my eye...Hope you enjoy!






Neophyte



Incautious neophyte, wandering aimlessly---exploring borders, questing shamelessly...
For secrets hidden, from mortal awareness---her innocence making her, unforgivably careless.
Stumbling upon sour earth---foul pregnant entity giving birth...
To one whose awful name inspires---malignant dreams, demented mortal desires.

Birth signifying, death of dreams---beauty forever lost, birth-mother screams...
Writhing and moaning, changeling clawing inside her...birthblood jetting, pooling beside her.
Into our plane, nightmare born again---neophyte aghast, driven nearly insane.
Grotesque incarnation, seems to be grinning---gazing coldly at mother, dreaming of sinning.

Backing away, neophyte desperately striving---for surcease, from the image of this changeling arriving.
Frantic noises,unkowingly spoken---bowels voiding in horror, darkest dread still unspoken.
Birth-mother grunts, changeling's foul actions resuming---suckling mother's teat, her life-force consuming.
Sated for now, changling casually disdains---this dried husk once his mother, all that remains.

Inching carefully away, elders must be advised---foul abomination lives, birthed before her eyes.
This thought paramount, neophyte swiftly fleeing---away from this abattoir, her wide eyes unseeing.
Distance desired, from this unthinkable depredation---away from cruel changling, seeking salvation.
Stinking breath on her neck, suddenly discerned---claws severing flesh, somehow unconcerned...
Curiously calm, she finds herself on the ground---desperate screams go unheeded, for there's no one around.

Changling capers in glee, such despicable carnage arouses...
Thoughts of succulent mortals, asleep in their houses.






© august, 2007 ~davedoom51 all rights reserved



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