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Hunter of the Dark

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I DONT EVER WANT TO HATE YOU, ITS NOT PART OF THE PLAN
SO KEEP YOUR CHARM WHERE I CANT SEE IT
AND YOUR HANDS WHERE I CAN

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mcr
piercetheveil
black veil brides
death from above 79
the strokes
the used
HIMALAYAS
the last of the shadow puppets
ok go
arctic monkeys
get scared
nine inch nails
blink-182
dope
asking alexandria
muse
crimson ghosts
rise against
ratm
incubus
avenged sevenfold
wolfmother
green day
linkin park
aerosmith
the raconteurs
atreyu
royal bliss
the white stripes
the rasmus
lie and a chameleon
franz ferdinand
them crooked vultures
paramore
korn
the hives
puddle of mudd
type o negative
motorhead
kings of leon
thrice
mudvayne
the drums
depeche mode
sisters of mercy
fall out boy
queens of the stone age
panic! atd
falling in reverse
the offspring
...touhou bossa nova
beabadobee
the doors
foo fighters
lie and a chameleon
polkadot stingray
fastest land animal

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death and decay

Do not stand
By my grave, and weep.
I am not there,
I do not sleep—
I am the thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints in snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle, autumn rain.
As you awake with morning’s hush,
I am the swift, up-flinging rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight,
I am the day transcending night.
Do not stand
By my grave, and cry—
I am not there,
I did not die

More than annoyed. Sad.
More than sad. Unhappy.
More than unhappy. Suffering.
More than suffering. Abandoned.
More than abandoned. Alone in the world.
More than alone. Exiled.
More than exiled. Dead.
More than dead. Forgotten

No man is an island,
Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thine own
Or of thine friend's were.
Each man's death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.