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      <docs>http://www.audioscrobbler.net/data/webservices</docs>      <title>ANTAG0NiST's Last.fm Journal</title>
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        Last.fm journals are a place to talk about all things music.</description>
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         <title>Tonight's Music</title>
         <link>http://www.last.fm/user/ANTAG0NiST/journal/2008/06/19/215nte_tonight%27s_music</link>
         <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jun 2008 15:52:35 +0000</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div class="bbcode"><a title="Katatonia &ndash; Tonight's Music" href="http://www.last.fm/music/Katatonia/_/Tonight%27s+Music" class="bbcode_track">Tonight's Music</a><br /><br />who could call my name without regretting<br />who could see beyond this my darkness<br />and for once save their own prayers<br />who could mirror down just a little<br />of their sun<br /><br />how could this go so very wrong<br />that I must depend on darkness<br />would anyone follow me further down<br />how could this go so very far<br />that I need someone to say<br />what is wrong<br />not with the world but me<br /><br />who could call my name without regretting<br />who could promise to never destroy me<br />tonight my head is full of wishes<br />and everything I drink is full of her</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Welcome to the no man's land.</title>
         <link>http://www.last.fm/user/ANTAG0NiST/journal/2008/01/12/b6qbn_welcome_to_the_no_man%27s_land.</link>
         <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 18:58:37 +0000</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div class="bbcode"><a title="Riverside &ndash; Through The Other Side" href="http://www.last.fm/music/Riverside/_/Through+The+Other+Side" class="bbcode_track">Through The Other Side</a><br /><br />So welcome to the no man’s land<br />Where you can finally face yourself<br />Fear of feeling something real<br />Is your friend now<br />There’s no need to run<br /><br />So welcome to the no man’s land<br />Where nothing is as it seems<br />Mysteries hidden from six feet under<br />And six feet above<br /><br />And to feel your heart this way<br />Before it gets too late<br /><br />The moon began to split in half<br />And the darkness could be touched<br />Blindfolded<br />You’re trying to find a way<br />To the bottom of your soul<br /><br />Well I can see all your scars<br />That you wish you could hide<br />And I won’t let you remember<br />What it was like<br />When you were here before<br /><br />And to hear your voice again<br />And to feel your touch this way<br />Before it gets too late</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Rainbow Box</title>
         <link>http://www.last.fm/user/ANTAG0NiST/journal/2007/11/20/b6qbm_rainbow_box</link>
         <pubDate>Tue, 20 Nov 2007 13:03:12 +0000</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div class="bbcode"><em> Rainbow Box </em><br /><br /><strong> Medication Time<br />My favorite part<br />Hello Rainbow Box<br />Need you to survive<br /><br />White is for my health<br />Blue for happiness<br />Thanks to Red I die and live<br />With a shade of smile on my face<br /><br />Alpha waves appeared<br />I’ve crossed a line<br />Sea of memories<br />Feel I’m going down<br /><br />Achromatic day<br />Got choked by colored pills<br />I thought that I could<br />But the icy water closed over me<br /><br />You know<br />Want to feel alive<br />Need you more<br />Anytime </strong></div>]]></description>
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         <title>She's Wild</title>
         <link>http://www.last.fm/user/ANTAG0NiST/journal/2007/05/27/b6qbl_she%27s_wild</link>
         <pubDate>Sun, 27 May 2007 14:36:31 +0000</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div class="bbcode"><em> End Of Green - She's Wild </em><br /><br /><strong> She paints black pictures, her eyes filled with sorrow than she cries,<br />The curtain falls.<br />Raped by her life.<br />Left alone in these never-ending night.<br />Her restless times.<br />Sad in these hours,<br />These moments, she's walking down the hall.<br />She begins to smile...<br />She's going wild, oh she had a knife.<br />She's going wild, she's not satisfied.<br />Black dressed appearing, a life without feeling.<br />No thoughts, no love inside.<br />Despairing and dreaming, amazed by a bitter taste of joy, her bloody toy.<br />She cuts again, thens she's leaving with a trial of blood the hall and begins to cry.<br />All she want is to be loved.<br />Tonight she goes too far.<br />She's gone without a trace and now the curtains close again.<br />She's going so wild. </strong></div>]]></description>
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         <title>be patient...</title>
         <link>http://www.last.fm/user/ANTAG0NiST/journal/2007/05/27/b6qbk_be_patient...</link>
         <pubDate>Sun, 27 May 2007 14:34:45 +0000</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div class="bbcode"><em> Tool - The Patient </em><br /><br /><strong>A groan of tedium escapes me<br />Startling the fearful<br />Is this a test?<br />It has to be<br />Otherwise I can't go on<br /><br />Draining patience<br />Drain vitality<br />This paranoid, paralyzed vampire act's a little old<br /><br />But I'm still right here<br />Giving blood, keeping faith<br />And I'm still right here<br /><br />But I'm still right here<br />Giving blood, keeping faith<br />And I'm still right here<br /><br />If there were no rewards to reap<br />No loving embrace to see me through<br />This tedious path I've chosen here<br />I certainly would've walked away<br />By now<br /><br />Gonna wait it out<br /><br />If there were no desire to heal<br />The damaged and broken met along<br />This tedious path I've chosen here<br />I certainly would've walked away<br />By now<br /><br />And I still may<br />I still may<br /><br />Be patient<br />Be patient<br />Be patient<br /><br />I must keep reminding myself of this<br />I must keep reminding myself of this<br />I must keep reminding myself of this<br />I must keep reminding myself of this<br /><br />If there were no rewards to reap<br />No loving embrace to see me through<br />This tedious path I've chosen here<br />I certainly would've walked away<br />By now<br /><br />And I still may<br />And I still may<br />And I still may<br />And I...<br /><br />Gonna wait it out<br />Gonna wait it out<br />Wait it out<br />Gonna wait it out </strong></div>]]></description>
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