tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-116148132011-04-21T11:01:25.556-07:00PUNKS NOT DEADMONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17001917327666526246noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11614813.post-1128609727264092412005-10-06T07:42:00.000-07:002005-10-06T07:42:07.296-07:00<BR><IMG style="WIDTH: 323px; HEIGHT: 254px" height=480 alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y137/desmonrock/vfghfh001.jpg" width=325><BR><BR><BR><IMG style="WIDTH: 322px; HEIGHT: 255px" height=480 alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y137/desmonrock/gfdt004.jpg" width=415><BR><BR><IMG style="WIDTH: 323px; HEIGHT: 255px" height=480 alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y137/desmonrock/vfghfh015.jpg" width=354><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11614813-112860972726409241?l=desmonrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17001917327666526246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11614813.post-1128582608533315092005-10-06T00:10:00.000-07:002005-10-06T00:10:08.776-07:00<BR><BR><BR><BR><BR><IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y137/desmonrock/untitled.bmp"><BR><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11614813-112858260853331509?l=desmonrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17001917327666526246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11614813.post-1113724226399899382005-04-17T00:29:00.000-07:002005-05-05T06:47:59.780-07:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">(What It Is To Burn)</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">She burns</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Today's on fire</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">The sky is bleeding above me, and I am blistered</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">I walk these lines of blasphemy, every day</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">And still:</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">She's the only one who knows, what it is to burn</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">I feel diseased</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Is there no sympathy from the sun?</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">The sky's still fire</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">But I am safe in here, from the world outside</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">So tell me</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">What's the price to pay for glory?</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">She's the only one who knows, what it is to burn</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Today is fire, and she burns</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Today is fire, and she burns</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">She burns</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">She burns</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">She burns</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">She burns</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">She's the only one who knows, what it is to burn</span></strong></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11614813-111372422639989938?l=desmonrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17001917327666526246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11614813.post-1113647936801667722005-04-16T03:36:00.000-07:002005-05-05T06:51:27.153-07:00<strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">haha may bago na akong electric guitar haha..jam tayo!!</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11614813-111364793680166772?l=desmonrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17001917327666526246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11614813.post-1112591548887757492005-04-03T19:01:00.000-07:002005-05-05T07:12:57.643-07:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#009900;"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>I would like to thank,</strong><br /><strong>No Fear for my eyewear,</strong><br /><strong>Nike for my shoes,</strong><br /><strong>Burlington for my socks,</strong><br /><strong>doctor Calayan for my looks,</strong><br /><strong>Bench for my shirt,</strong><br /><strong>Jag for my jeans,</strong><br /><strong>Polo for my perfume,</strong><br /><strong>Adidas for my cap,</strong><br /><strong>Mcdo for my breakfast yesterday.</strong><br /><strong>And I would also like to thank,</strong><br /><strong>All the members of Slipknot and Deftones for being there,</strong><br /><strong>Jonathan Davis of KoRn for supporting my career,</strong><br /><strong>Fred Durst of Limp Bizkit for helping me in my album,</strong><br /><strong>Michelle Branch for teaching me how to play guitar,</strong><br /><strong>Avril Lavigne for loving me hehe,</strong><br /><strong>and most specially</strong><br /><strong>Gladys Florendo for helping me in this blog,</strong><br /><strong>thank you than you thank you, wahehehehehe!!!!</strong></span><br /><strong></strong><br /><br /></span></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11614813-111259154888775749?l=desmonrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17001917327666526246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11614813.post-1112088298676145772005-03-28T23:51:00.002-08:002005-05-05T07:12:23.630-07:00<span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"><strong>A real rocker is not just listening to an eviL and cooL rock music and dressing up according to the trend!... it is also sees and base in the way you act.. rockerz are not easily anger... and pretending something that they're really not.. real rockerz are simple but nice to be with!!... not boastfuL about anything about him/her and ready to help some posers to be a real rocker instead of teasing them... the most important thinG!!! \m/ rockerZ are the one who appreciate rock music well!!!Fuck All posers... God Bless.. Rock On.</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11614813-111208829867614577?l=desmonrock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17001917327666526246noreply@blogger.com0