Posts from Sacred Haven of Debauchery
What shall we name the establishment?
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I don't care, yeah
I don't care, yeah
yeah, I don't care

За всем следят машины благодати и любви.
Except the ones we've made
I just got back from the concert a couple of hours ago... It was insane. SLAM!!!!
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I'm several times more tired than after the most intense workout.
I'm still shaking.
Except the ones we've made
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Tomorrow I want to go and get my ear pierced.
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Okay, I'm going to drink kefir and go to sleep.
It reminds me of a root.
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.
G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal
Except the ones we've made
So you fall at his feet hes the one who betrays you
Its the servants devotion for the decay
Stand up
There are no flowers on your grave
There are no chains
There I keep chanting for the forgotten name © Amorphis
I barely knew him.
and I didn't know him at all =/
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who is that?

За всем следят машины благодати и любви.
This guy spammed a lot, engaged in post-padding, and, as he himself said, wanted to become user number 1 on the forum by 2009, both in terms of reputation and the number of posts.
You can also read his warnings; the 20th one is hilarious :)
http://forum.heroesworld.ru/member.php?u=9186
His first nickname was Root of Evil, and although he later evolved into Light God, he is still called Root. And everyone has probably heard about how he made a mistake in a note to the Creator about changing his nickname and asked to rename him to Light Got instead of Light God. It was very funny. Just imagine, "Light Got" - isn't that absurd? :)
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.
G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal