“I love the Club and the fans and I want to play my part in trying to get us back into the Champions League - where we belong”
—Gareth Bale (via totaltottenham)
June 2012
“Bread is empty calories.”
Calories? I was talking about fullness factor.
Look I don’t eat bread because it tastes good. Matter of fact, if I wanted to go the rest of my life without tasting anything I’d eat bread and drink water. But the point is that bread is an integral part of a sandwich, which is what I’m making to get me through my 12 hour shift tomorrow. Don’t bring calories into this.
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I’m just looking at photos of the North Yorkshire countryside and almost crying because it’s so perfect.
Why can’t I be there?
Omerta by Lamb of God
Whoever appeals to the law against his fellow man is either a fool or a coward.
Whoever cannot take care of himself without that law is both
A wounded man will say to his assailant
“If I live, I will kill you. If I die, you are forgiven.”
Such is the rule of honor
Broken, the paradigm
An example must be set
Invoke the siren’s song and sign the death warrant
This is what has been wrought for 30 pieces of silver
The tongues of men and angels bought by a beloved betrayer
I am the result
Of what’s better left unspoken
Violence begins to mend
What was broken
You’ve been talking
I’ve been all ears
Words meant to dwell in darkness shall never see the light of day
Words can be broken, so can bones
Execute the mandate
Mouth full of dirt, your name is removed from the registry
Saint Peter greets with empty eyes, then turns and locks the gate
I am the result
Of what’s better left unspoken
Violence begins to mend
What was broken
You’ve been talking
I’ve been all ears
Omerta
Cheaply venal, stupidly verbose
A slip of the tongue, a slit of the throat
Six feet under with no marker
Keep my name from your mouth forever
Free speech for the living
Dead men tell no tales
Your laughing finger
Will never point again
Omerta
Omerta
Sing for me now
