You were a Cowboy from hell, The Medicine Man. Who taught us all in the Art of Shredding. You wrote your Message in Blood, no need for a Suicide Note. You were Slaughtered in a Vulgar Display of Power, and now you're Underground in America. You have Passed the Cemetery Gates. In only 10s, you unleashed the Floods, A solo that's so out of the ordinary that it Makes Them Disappear. And even now, when the Death Rattle shakes, We are Hollow without you.
You were Far Beyond Driven,
RIP DIMEBAG. (1966-2004)
Want ik ben Vlaams!
First of all, I CAN'T DRAW. I play guitar instead, but I can't upload music here, so that sucks.
Neither am I any good with computer software. I fail miserably at making anything, and I can't be bothered, so here are some pictures for your entertainment...
Real life gentlebruce I know:
And see that underneath how long I'm a deviant? I DON'T need premium membership, so don't bother.
Also, that's not mine...
Current Residence: Raccoon City
Favourite genre of music: Metal
Favourite photographer: Me, Myself and I
Favourite style of art: Erm... music
Operating System: No longer windows xp.
Switched to Win7 ultimate x64 on Nov 11, 2012
Shell of choice: Clam
Wallpaper of choice: My own GT5 photos
Skin of choice: I'm white