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*she's playing around on her keyboard again. And while she plays things that sound vaguely Emilie Autumn-ish, Epica-ish, and even growls a little, this is what she ends up playing*

Bow down before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.
Bow down before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.

God money I'll do anything for you.
God money just tell me what you want me to.
God money nail me up against the wall.
God money don't want everything he wants it all.

No you can't take it
No you can't take it
No you can't take that away from me
No you can't take it
No you can't take it
No you can't take that away from me

Head like a hole.
Black as your soul.
I'd rather die than give you control.
Head like a hole.
Black as your soul.
I'd rather die than give you control.

Bow down before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.
Bow down before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.

God money's not looking for the cure.
God money's not concerned with the sick among the pure.
God money let's go dancing on the backs of the bruised.
God money's not one to choose
No you can't take it
No you can't take it
No you can't take that away from me
No you can't take it
No you can't take it
No you can't take that away from me

Head like a hole.
Black as your soul.
I'd rather die than give you control.
Head like a hole.
Black as your soul.
I'd rather die than give you control.

Bow down before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.
Bow down before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.

Bow down before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.
Bow down before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.

Head like a hole.
Black as your soul.
I'd rather die than give you control.
Head like a hole.
Black as your soul.
I'd rather die than give you control.

Bow down before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.
Bow down before the one you serve.
You're going to get what you deserve.

You know who you are.

((See porn. Porn Luke and Ana, porn!))

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...That's a weird song.

Nine Inch Nails, what can you say? I still have images of Trent blindfolded and writhing stuck in my head, not to mention him licking the boobaphone.

*just watches her play, a wide grin plastered on his face*

...I don't know what that means.

*notices and grins back* What do you say... "The Hand That Feeds"? *doesn't wait for an answer*

You're keeping in step
In the line
Got your chin held high and you feel just fine
Because you do
What you're told
But inside your heart it is black and it's hollow and it's cold

Just how deep do you believe?
Will you bite the hand that feeds?
Will you chew until it bleeds?
Can you get up off your knees?
Are you brave enough to see?
Do you want to change it?

What if this whole crusade's
A charade
And behind it all there's a price to be paid
For the blood
On which we dine
Justified in the name of the holy and the divine

Just how deep do you believe?
Will you bite the hand that feeds?
Will you chew until it bleeds?
Can you get up off your knees?
Are you brave enough to see?
Do you want to change it?

So naive
I keep holding on to what I want to believe
I can see
But I keep holding on and on and on and on

Will you bite the hand that feeds you?
Will you stay down on your knees?
Will you bite the hand that feeds you?
Will you stay down on your knees?
Will you bite the hand that feeds you?
Will you stay down on your knees?
Will you bite the hand that feeds you?
Will you stay down on your knees?
Will you bite the hand that feeds you?
Will you stay down on your knees?
Will you bite the hand that feeds you?
Will you stay down on your knees?
Will you bite the hand that feeds you?
Will you stay down on your knees?
Will you bite the hand that feeds you?
Will you stay down on your knees?

Nine Inch Nails is the band, Trent Reznor is the singer, and he licks a microphone that looks like a tit in a video.

...A tit?

[yes, Ana, that is a Luke appearing out of nowhere and slipping his arms around your midsection]

[comes up quietly behind her to give her a tight hug]

A breast. Tiny one, but it does.

...That's really weird.

Nah. I don't usually go on Nine Inch Nails binges, but I felt like it.

Hey there. *turns slightly*

It's Trent. Man's weird, but he's awesome.

Hi...

...I just need a hug.

[makes a wordless humming sound, eying her keyboard as he noses the back of her ear]

So... It's a dance that goes with this song?

Kid... *turns completely to hug him*

*his guitar. he has it. 8D* Ooor... *moves closer to her* We could go back to TDS, and play Heresy? *like her, he doesn't wait for an answer*

he sewed his eyes shut,
because he is afraid to see,
he tries to tell me,
what I put inside of me,
he's got the answers,
to ease my curiosity,
he dreamed a God up,
and called it Christianity.

God is dead,
and no one cares,
if there is a hell,
I'll see you there.

he flexed his muscles,
to keep his flock of sheep in line,
he made a virus,
that would kill off all the swine,
his perfect kingdom,
of killing, suffering and pain.
demands devotion,
atrocities done in his name.

God is dead,
and no one cares,
if there is a hell,
I'll see you there,
your God is dead,
and no one cares,
if there is a hell,
I'll see you there.

God is dead,
and no on cares,
if there is a hell,
I'll see you there,
your God is dead,
and no one cares,
(drowning in his own hypocrisy)
if there is a hell,
I'll see you there,
(burning with your God in humility)

[snuggles close]

Can I live with you for a few days...?

How are you?

Better. Slept more than is likely healthy. Will probably be up for three days. You?

*grins*

You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you
You let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you
Help me I broke apart my insides, help me I’ve got no soul to sell
Help me the only thing that works for me, help me get away from myself
I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god
You can have my isolation, you can have the hate that it brings
You can have my absence of faith, you can have my everything
Help me tear down my reason, help me its' your sex I can smell
Help me you make me perfect, help me become somebody else
I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god

Through every forest, above the trees
Within my stomach, scraped off my knees
I drink the honey inside your hive
You are the reason I stay alive

Series of images that goes with a song.

Like a movie?

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