I hope you are doing well. I went to Memphis with you long time ago for some gigs. Never forgot you and the influence you had on me has been ever-lasting.
42351 43251 1 Closed minds will lead Filgai to doom 2 The Elws have gone to another world... 3 For a thousand years, people have torn apart the land, looking for the future they've lost. 4 A foolish woman opened the box and all the desires of the world were released. This is human nature in it's purest form. 5 What do you search for with those closed eyes? This is Filgaia. a dying world...
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Ciao,Byther Thank you for the add and the friendship. you are very good, I like your stupendous music a lot,and stupendous voice. compliments ..really. you are one of my prefeitis, I feel great admiration for you, talk to you soon, and all of my best wishes to always listen to your good music. all the best.. from italy..and good week neal
Just Listen... myspace.com/angelscrispy The ABC's...38 Add the score. The score to laid. Torn old skin. Skin to gray. Being sick sorry ashamed. Got the want now inslaved. Can not sleep on your bed. For scaly serpents shed their skin. Dreaming thoughts. Thoughts of past. Craving, craving to make it last. Eyes burning through heart inflamed. Growing cavity, cavity decayed. Feeding off the larva's feces. Boils pustules a new species. Gaping wounds of bloody flesh. Far to much, much to less. Hellish hounds of evils den. Where have they been. Icy harpies talons rage. Magic made by the mage. Jokers juggle fancy rings. Players gambles all their things. Kites fly to the sky. Angels live, live and never die. Locked emotion trained. Soul and spirit changed. Mass of chaos. Seeping through our veins. Naming rings shine bright. Rings power bring only night. On the back of a unicorn. The child of light is born. Phasing lasers, laser beams. Raging rivers lakes and streams. Quaff the sleeping potion. And sail, sleeping in the ocean. Raising hell from poseidons shore. Resighting old forgotten lore. Symbols on the inside brain. Disassembled in pain. Time is tested. Time is wasted. When time stops, blankness. Urning pain. Itching desire. Wanting to go a little higher. Verocious lion and baby crying. Whoever wins is only lying. Worms eating out the mamed. Spitting out the blamed. X-marks the spot to the buried gold. To bad digging is to hard your old. Young may appear outside. Look in deeper and see what you find. Zipping through life shall come to a end. Never all things gone. Now your dead... ...CrispyAngels
You're the main reason I started playing blues. I still have your autographs and cd's from the times you came to Shepherdstown, Harpers Ferry, Hagerstown. Much Love! Hope to see you again soon!
Hello Byther Albert Cooper here from Norwich England.Remember me ? we are the same age 76 ! and we played together many years back,I also said hello to you in Chicago Best wishes Byther to you and your loved ones Albert
Thanks a Million Byther for joining our ministry of Blues. It's all about peace, love, understanding, and GROOVE! Hope to perform for you sometime. Enjoyed your tunes. Wishing you the very best in Blues and life! -Big Daddy
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