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[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*if ya'll can listen carefully, you can hear extremely angry guitar riffs and screaming from somewhere deep in the dressing room. a-at least he's playing music?*

((So, that vid's the censored version, the uncensored/uncut versions are a little too extreme and gory, and very nsfw at all. So, you gaiz get the censored version. 8D))

Comments

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Then why are you here.

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

Bored. And I heard the music.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Right. But playing something for Death isn't really on the list of things I wish to do with my life at the moment.

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

Then go play for those living.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

...

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

Go.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

...

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

And before you say you do not deserve such love and happiness... your soul is pure. Even with him.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

...How could you possibly say that..?

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

I can see... [head tilted, as if he's hearing something]

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

See what...?

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

The truth of... oh you have to be kidding me. She...

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

The truth of what?

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

[listening to someone, annoyed] I'll be right there. [turns back] Truth of who someone is. I have to send the soul to the right part of the cycle, after all.

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

What about me? Where will I go...?

[blesschild.livejournal.com]

... I cannot say other than you're wrong when you think you're undeserving of happiness. [nods at him, then disappears]

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

...... *sighs* Whatever.