About me

My name is Charles and I'm 15. My band members call me Ducky.I'm very poetic and I write tons of songs.Music is my life.I'm also crazy about art.Every thing I wear, every place I go,every thing I do and everything I see I look at it as art.Ok this has been an update and I'm gone.
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Top Ten Bands To Listen To
1.Alesana
2.The Poison Written
3.The Devil Wears Prada
4.UnderOath
5.Asking Alexandria
6.Slipknot
7.Scary Kids Scaring Kids
8.Versus The World
9.Blink182
10.Alkaline Trio




Another Affair With Ecstasy

when i got the idea for this song i was in a state of depression.. so this song is about a teenager who does drugs but then runs into one that does worst than what other drugs did to him. He does the drug and goes into another world and meets a woman named ecstasy. Things start to alternate in his trance world, things go from good to bad,from bad too good, from good to bad and then from bad to worse. The teenagers worse fears come to a reality in his drug world he is too intoxicated to be scared but he wonders if he'll survive Ecstasy's wrath. This is the origin of the song i wrote but i couldn't squeeze the whole story into it.


It's over ( our objective to maintain a life worth living) has crumbled ( has crumbled into) the ugly smell of hell.

I've made my decision, tonight I welcome you to heaven (to heaven) to heaven (to heaven) to heaven (to heaven) to heaven on earth.

(Take a seat) Welcome to the neighborhood of make believe where the party never ends.

Lets pop pills.
relax.
try and see through your troubles.
Lets pop pills.
relax.
try and see through your trances.

The Pleasure Is All Mine
I'd love to introduce my self. Ello my name is ecstasy let me take you away. let me comfort you. let me kiss a hole in your brain. I'll charm you with my love.But you have to really want me.

(Before me the world changes.) (Torture has it's slimy grasp on my neck) (Ecstasy screaming lustfully to it's touch) (will I see tomorrow?)

I'm falling, falling slowly.

When the clock strikes midnight the forever forgotten will appear all will be tacit.
We will lose ourselves to the ugly taint of ecstasy.
Out of the mist will erupt the truth of the lies we're all living.
Let the ectoplasm of the forever forgotten drip down the walls of our minds reminding us that thy darling drug still flows strong... hoping that the beauty of the hallucination stays with us we'll tread this night..

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