How about sending me a song for my Birthday! Can’t Wait to Hear! The New Song was SO tight I’m WAY Pumped about it!
Great Work and I forgot to tell you to say HI to your mom!
Much Love!
Bruno -
January 9th, 2009 at 1:03 pm
Hey Mark, can’t wait to hear the new album!
Cheers from Brazil mate!!!
Jörg -
January 9th, 2009 at 2:00 pm
I also can’t wait to hear the new shit.
But I think you guys know how to do it.
But please please please don’t step up onto the LOUDNESS Train as most of the bands are doing atm.
Can’t wait till April.
Greetz from germany
Mr. Parker -
January 9th, 2009 at 3:00 pm
Nice!
Jimmie -
January 9th, 2009 at 3:55 pm
YES! cant wait! you should post a song on this website very soon!!!!
Matthias -
January 9th, 2009 at 5:43 pm
Cheers again from Germany
chimaira fuckin’ rules!
Anonymous -
January 9th, 2009 at 6:08 pm
Fucking awesome! Can’t wait!!! post a song on myspace or something later!
Or release it before April. Thats a long ass time away
Tyler durden of fight club -
January 9th, 2009 at 7:24 pm
Chimaira is the best band ever made!
[SRH]-SK8ER MARK -
January 9th, 2009 at 10:31 pm
Fuck ya guys Cant wate to hear wat madness u come up with now!
liam -
January 13th, 2009 at 8:26 am
come to manchester!
i will be the guy at the front gettin wet joke
but still… COME TO MANCHESTER PLEASE!
i need to see yous live ive only seen paul mccartney live when i was 10 and im seeing bodom next month… i will die a happy man when ive seen yous!
CHIMAIRA ES LA MEJOR BANDA DEL MUNDO MIERDA!!!! OK?
Translate:
CHIMAIRA IS THE BEST BAND OF THE FUCKIGN WORLD!!! OK?
Lisa -
February 9th, 2009 at 7:19 pm
I want Mark bad.
Lisa -
February 9th, 2009 at 7:23 pm
You inspire me…..i wrote this on my birthday, but, don’t make this applicable to me personally…..although……whatever.
“Seven Y’s”
It’s 7am when I crawl back to bed
Pain inside that rest can’t defeat.
I reach around for a bottle on the floor.
Hidden from sight, but, not from the addicted wreckage that is my mind.
Disappear for awhile behind my eyes.
I’m always looking for what I lost inside.
Craving for these obsessions to let me go, but, those shaking hands that got me in this mess are on the floor at 7am looking for more.
Once was all it took, the place in time that washed away all the things I used to be.
My stomach aches and my heart is shattered inside.
I swallow these pills with high hopes that I can hide and cover up all the scars and whatever is unclean….
Blood soaked hands and everypart of me.
Pretend that I belong and pretend that I can breathe.
Keep myself standing so I won’t fall under.
Screaming inside, “Why?!!” Does all of this make me fucking sick?!
Why?!! do I fucking hate? Why?! do I feel like this?!
Just want to die and not feel in constant shame.
So, now that I know there is no point, so, now that I know there is no truth, all you need to do is finish the job and rip my heart out! and tear it in two!!
Feeling around on the floor again, what the fuck is all this shit? and where the fuck is my medicine?!!
I don’t want to hate me anymore, so I reach for you somewhere on the floor.
5/31/2008 8:56 AM “Seven Y’s”
Lisa -
February 9th, 2009 at 7:30 pm
I play guitar, but, am much better in the percussion department and love your drummer; He is so god damn sick! Anyway, if you saw me you would judge a book by its cover first….until I showed you…….the mess that I am…..trapped in here, bleeding out the days of my life and left to drown in everything you are and all that I can never be…….
I normally wouldn’t write to these websites, I’m too busy with my pathetic existence, but, weakness works in mysterious ways.
Anyway,
From one Gemini to another (we could include Kerry) I want Mark really bad. I want his mind and soul to swallo whole, consume in the dirtiest, sickest, fucking hottest way possible. If he is involved…..no offense to his significant other. With all do respect this is a compliment to you as you must be special to engange such a beautiful creature.
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How about sending me a song for my Birthday!
Can’t Wait to Hear! The New Song was SO tight I’m WAY Pumped about it!
Great Work and I forgot to tell you to say HI to your mom!
Much Love!
Hey Mark, can’t wait to hear the new album!
Cheers from Brazil mate!!!
I also can’t wait to hear the new shit.
But I think you guys know how to do it.
But please please please don’t step up onto the LOUDNESS Train as most of the bands are doing atm.
Can’t wait till April.
Greetz from germany
Nice!
YES! cant wait! you should post a song on this website very soon!!!!
Cheers again from Germany
chimaira fuckin’ rules!
Fucking awesome! Can’t wait!!! post a song on myspace or something later!
Definitely upload a song for us to hear.
Or release it before April. Thats a long ass time away
Chimaira is the best band ever made!
Fuck ya guys Cant wate to hear wat madness u come up with now!
come to manchester!
joke
i will be the guy at the front gettin wet
but still… COME TO MANCHESTER PLEASE!
i need to see yous live ive only seen paul mccartney live when i was 10 and im seeing bodom next month… i will die a happy man when ive seen yous!
CHIMAIRA ES LA MEJOR BANDA DEL MUNDO MIERDA!!!! OK?
Translate:
CHIMAIRA IS THE BEST BAND OF THE FUCKIGN WORLD!!! OK?
I want Mark bad.
You inspire me…..i wrote this on my birthday, but, don’t make this applicable to me personally…..although……whatever.
“Seven Y’s”
It’s 7am when I crawl back to bed
Pain inside that rest can’t defeat.
I reach around for a bottle on the floor.
Hidden from sight, but, not from the addicted wreckage that is my mind.
Disappear for awhile behind my eyes.
I’m always looking for what I lost inside.
Craving for these obsessions to let me go, but, those shaking hands that got me in this mess are on the floor at 7am looking for more.
Once was all it took, the place in time that washed away all the things I used to be.
My stomach aches and my heart is shattered inside.
I swallow these pills with high hopes that I can hide and cover up all the scars and whatever is unclean….
Blood soaked hands and everypart of me.
Pretend that I belong and pretend that I can breathe.
Keep myself standing so I won’t fall under.
Screaming inside, “Why?!!” Does all of this make me fucking sick?!
Why?!! do I fucking hate? Why?! do I feel like this?!
Just want to die and not feel in constant shame.
So, now that I know there is no point, so, now that I know there is no truth, all you need to do is finish the job and rip my heart out! and tear it in two!!
Feeling around on the floor again, what the fuck is all this shit? and where the fuck is my medicine?!!
I don’t want to hate me anymore, so I reach for you somewhere on the floor.
5/31/2008 8:56 AM “Seven Y’s”
I play guitar, but, am much better in the percussion department and love your drummer; He is so god damn sick! Anyway, if you saw me you would judge a book by its cover first….until I showed you…….the mess that I am…..trapped in here, bleeding out the days of my life and left to drown in everything you are and all that I can never be…….
I normally wouldn’t write to these websites, I’m too busy with my pathetic existence, but, weakness works in mysterious ways.
Anyway,
From one Gemini to another (we could include Kerry) I want Mark really bad. I want his mind and soul to swallo whole, consume in the dirtiest, sickest, fucking hottest way possible. If he is involved…..no offense to his significant other. With all do respect this is a compliment to you as you must be special to engange such a beautiful creature.
Ciao
LD~sludgemuse
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