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Danse Macabre

...What ever limits us, We call fate...

...The church says that the Earth is flat, but I have seen the shadow on the moon and I have more faith in the shadow than in the church...

...A man of courage is also full of faith...

...They're all dead, they just don't know it yet...

...More Pain is more power...

...When it comes time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song, and die like a hero going home...

...A twisted soul-the mortar…despair-the bricks…the build a temple to sadness...

...I am pilot error, I am fetal distress, I am the random chromosome. I am complete and total madness…I AM FEAR...

...Our Individuality makes us unique, our abnormality makes us interesting...

...when choosing between two evils I always like to pick the one I haven’t tried before...

...Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it...

...Only fools say they know everything and fear nothing...

...Do not fear to be eccentric in opinion, for every opinion now accepted was once eccentric...

...Christ died for our sins. Dare we make his martyrdom meaningless by not committing them?...

...This would be the best of all possible worlds if there were no religion in it...

...in the game of life, there always seems to be an acception to the rules...

...A man is not finished when he is defeated. He is finished when he quits...

...People may doubt what you say, but they will believe what you do...

...There was never a genius without a tincture of insanity...

...Destiny is not a matter of chance; but a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited for, It is a thing to be achieved...



...Spinning complacently in the darkness
Covered and blinded by a blanket of little lives
False security has lulled the madness of this world
into a slumber
Wake Up!
An eye is upon you
Staring straight down and keenly through
Seeing all that you are and everything that you can
never be
Yes an eye is upon you an eye ready to blink
SO face forward with arms wide open and mind
reeling
Your future has arrived...
Are you ready to go...


Danse Macabre: The band warms up...

"Lust’s passion will be served; it demands, it militates, it tyrannizes..." ---Marquis de Sade

-=-Did you truly think that you'd never see him once again? Can you honestly look deep into your soul and tell yourself that you never thought he'd step foot into another wrestling ring after the swansong of the GWA? You see, there was one thing beating deep inside the heart of my dark angel that made him want to continue on with this little game. There was a yearning in his soul that was burning more and more out of control with every passing moment in which he lived. To put it simply, there was a lust so deep within Chaos, there was a lust that had grown so outrageously out of proportion that it was only fitting he would represent that mortal sin upon stepping into the IWF. You see, my angel... my lover is a man that for a long period of time tried to hide his true being from himself. Close to a year my lover fought himself to keep the carnal desires away from his body in order to have a "life" with his companion... he waged a battle within his mind to keep the monster that had surfaced once before in control and to keep it from taking total control once more. What one fails to remember is that lust is a mighty powerful concept... it is the one thing through out time that has brought upon the demise of all nations and conquerors. Lust is the one thing in life that every common man and woman deals with and simply falls victim to time and time again. The great thing about lust is that... it can be something like world domination to simply just one last puff of a cigarette. Lust drives humanity... lust is what keeps the commoner striving for tomorrow in this mortal coil, for it is their want... their desire for something better... for something in which they will never have to try harder and harder only to ultimately fall short time and time again. Lust brings about the worst in all forms of humanity for it is only lust that can shed light onto whom someone truly is. The crimson light of lust shines past all defense mechanisms; it shatters all of the tiny walls humanity builds up for protection and shows that man or woman in their most natural... rawest state of form. It is only now that lust can take a physical embodiment and begin its true work within the coil of mankind. Sloth, Gluttony, Pride, Wrath... all other sins are deadly, there is denial in that statement... but without lust... without that base of want of desire... all other sins are simply useless and dormant. Now... only now can the Seven Deadly Sins truly take form...-=-

-=-Vincent Gallows. You want to know who Chaos is? No, you're not going to get the little standard reply of what he is or just how he made his reputation. No Vincent, you're too smart for that. Vincent, you weren't some random target picked out of the heard of sheep. No Vincent, there is a plan for you in the mind of Chaos... in the heart of lust... but to tell you that plan now would only ruin everything that is to be set in motion down the line and would only allow you a deeper insight of whom Chaos is. See Vincent, the hype that surrounds him is warranted... but again, before I break my own promise and go off rambling why such things are warranted, I will simply tell you that when you do decide to step up and make a play against my lover... if you decide that this game is worth playing and you just feel the inclination of wanting to, as you said in your first promotional video... "...beat the fucking shit out of him..." you will only find yourself once again playing into the hand of Chaos and proving just why lust makes the world go round...-=-

-=-Crisis. Oh Crisis... I see you too have decided to move onto greener pastures and try your hand within the IWF. Sad thing is, the IWF is new to you... it's an entirely different core of people that truly see you as an outsider... as someone that saw himself as better then anyone else, simply because he was part of the GWA. You talked all the talk about how the GWA was the most dominant federation ever... yet what happened to it my good man? It simply failed and crashed down in a blaze much like the German zeppelin so many years ago. Now Crisis, in this new world for you, they decide to place you up against my angelical lover in a standard match. You, for the first time ever in your career get to stand opposite the Dark Angel and test yourself against what many seem to think of as the standard in this business. Almost a year Crisis, you've talked about how you're a powerhouse because you beat MISSLE. You never beat him Crisis, the MISSLE you fought, the Matthew Pepper you faced in the ring was simply a shell of his former self, simply wrestling because he loved to do so. You were allowed to beat that man and now Crisis, it's about time you paid for your sins. It's only fitting however Crisis, that you attone for your sins infront of the embodiment of a sin. They say only those that have lived in identical ways may cast judgement upon each other. Tonight Crisis, on this Sabbath night... it is a sin casting down a sinner. I have to ask you however, are there any last words before the execution?-=-

-=-...The sound of silence began to slowly creep its way into the present as the voice from darkness began to ebb away into it's hiding place. As the scene began to take shape, there stood the Dark Angel, Chaos... wearing a simple pair of black slacks with a blood red shirt. The aged concrete wall behind him showed the wear and tear of years of rain and sun as in one gentle moment, Chaos pushed himself off of the wall and began to walk down the cobblestone sidewalk. The night breeze started to blow the ebon locks of Chaos' hair back and away from his face as he continued his slow pace of walking. Placing both hands in his pockets, the soft voice of Chaos started to pass through pink lips...-=-

Chaos: ...They say that to lust, one must have an overwhelming desire or craving. Heh... I think it's safe to say that I am the mortal definition of that meaning. Since the day I looked deep into the abyssmal pit that was my soul, I knew life for me would never be the same. I knew from that moment, the heart of a commoner was to be slowly enveloped by the wanton desires of a darkness that only breeds lust within one's mind and body.

-=-Smirking the same trademark smirk he's had through out his entire career, Chaos continued his slow walk down the cobblestone. Coming to a street corner, Chaos stopped to lean upon a nearby lightpole. Using his right leg as a brace for his body, Chaos took his hands from his pockets only to cross his arms softly across his chest. Casting his head down and away from the light, Chaos continued on...-=-

Chaos: Since the inception of the mortal coil, sins have been things in which the commoner has looked down upon, seeing a sin as nothing more then a vice from the devil itself to lure the weak souls from the protected heard... only to lead them to slaughter. Funny enough, it is only those that sin, that are able to truly see how the world is and are able to shake off the mortal coil and live a life free of deception and lies...

-=-...Chaos brought his head up and looked into the night sky... shaking his head with a grin, Chaos sighed to himself contently...-=-

Chaos: There are seven sins... seven seperate ways to free yourself from the common. The common, they continue to preach and preach about how sinning is nothing but a one way ticket to hell in a handbasket and damnation. The truth however, is always hard to understand as it seems to be too simple for comprehension. Those who are strong survive... those that sin are those whom freely take in their own weaknesses in a way to make themselves stronger. Survival has never been a clean-cut competition laid out with "rules" in which one has to follow to win the game we all play since birth. Sinning... it's like cheating, right? To allow your lust for power to go un-checked to such an extent that you'd kill anyone to rule all is viewed as immoral and wrong... or so they say. You can never know your limits until you allow those same limits to be pushed to the breaking point, and even then... there's still that void after the breaking point that makes you wonder just what might happen if you step into that void...

-=-...Pushing off the pole, Chaos turns to the right and begins to walk down a dark alley way. All around him are the sights and smells of decay and erosion. Taking all of it in, Chaos uses his right hand to push strands of hair behind his ear...-=-

Chaos: ...I myself, have lived in that void for over a year now and it is within that void that a sin bequeathed me to spread it's gospel unto the mortal coil. It however, didn't allow me to do it alone... no... it has aided me with fellow sins... my fellow bastard army if you will. It is as a force... a collective unit in which we can land the decisive blow against those that wish to hold us down even further. There is no Act of God... nor is there anyone who can stop us from our mission of destroying all who dare step in our way and preach to us on how we are either a sell-out or a "has-been" or "never-was". We embody the seven deadly sins... we are the walking nightmare that no fairy tale can save you from. Clasp on to your memories of yonder... fore this Sabbath they will be torn asunder...

-=-......and with that, Chaos walks into a darker part of the alley and simply fades away as the scene follows suit...-=-



...Someone take these dreams away
That point me to another day
A duel of personalities
That stretch all true reality

They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me

When figures from the past stand tall
And mocking voices ring the hall
Imperialistic house of prayer
Conquistadores who took their share...

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