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A Mind Beside Itself - Dream Theater
Specifically III. The Silent Man.

The Mirror - Dream Theater

Space-Dye Vest - Dream Theater

Yeah, I've been listening to a lot of Awake.

Ah, there's also Metropolis pt. 1: The Miracle and the Sleeper by Dream Theater. I'm always in the mood for that.

To-Mera - Temptation

It's just ingenious. Seriously.

Snuff by Slipknot.
The Ministry of Lost Souls by Dream Theater (bloody masterpiece).
Through Her Eyes by Dream Theater.
Beneath the Surface by Dream Theater.
Daughter of the Moon by Insomnium.
Decoherence by Insomnium.
One for Sorrow by Insomnium.
Darkness by Disturbed.
The Chosen Pessimist by In Flames.
Come Clarity by In Flames.
The Attic by In Flames.
Toki wo Kizamu Uta, the OP of Clannad After Story is quite depressing once the series gets into things, too.

I have noticed a severe lack of Dream Theater here. That won't do at all.

Dream Theater - Octavarium (IV. Intervals)

(Root)
Our deadly sins feel his mortal wrath
Remove all obstacles from our path

(Second)
Asking questions
Search for clues
The answer's been right in front of you

(Third)
Try to break through
Long to connect
Fall on deaf ears and fails muted breath

(Fourth)
Loyalty, trust, faith and desire
Carries love through each darkest fire

(Fifth)
Tortured Insanity
A smothering hell
Try to escape but to no avail

(Sixth)
The calls of admirers
Who claim they adore
Drain all your lifeblood while begging for more

(Seventh)
Innocent victims of merciless crimes
Fall prey to some madmen's impulsive designs

(Octave)
Step after step
We try controlling our fate
When we finally start living it has become too late

Trapped inside this Octavarium
Trapped inside this Octavarium
Trapped inside this Octavarium
Trapped inside this Octavarium

You're banned for not improving your English enough after I banned you for having poor English.

Because carrots are orange.

Why are carrots orange?

Me.

What is this question?

um.... 20 because its a small dog house?
Who whants to be a millionaire?

Actually, it was none because ice cream doesn't have bones in it.

2. Approach a member of staff and ask them to kick you out.

Yes. You should be throwing yourself over the rainbow. Getting other people to do it is just plain lazy.

If you're sailing down a river in a canoe and the wheel falls off, then how many pancakes fit in a doghouse and why?

You're banned for somehow knowing that.

You're banned for using poor English.

Brought back from the silence
As darkness whitened into a day
Tried to weave the pieces together
Force the past away

Mind weary of sorrow
Body tired from the way
Welcomed yet another morning
Of longing and dismay

What have I for you to offer
Besides this long haul
Wade across vast snowfields
Journey through endless moors

Death walked the earth today
Without a sound, motionless
Forced its way into my arms
Caressed me with the dark

Dragged again up to surface
From the bowels of the earth
To face yet another morning
Breath gasping black steam of death

These are our waking hours
In cold sunlight we pine away
Towards yet another morning
Till following hopeless day

Death Walked The Earth, by Insomnium. Yeah, I'm quite into this band right now.

Death Walked the Earth, by Insomnium.
I discovered this band a week ago and I can't stop listening to that song.

Trail amidst the snow-clad trees, winding is the way
Sunless is the path we roam, bitter is the air we breathe
Fell is the icy blast, coming from the hills
Blowing through my ailing heart, wailing in the emptiness inside

Vanished is the light we had, hidden deep in rimy soil
Bereft of us the one we cherished, lost for ever our love

Still at night I see her figure
Flickering on moonlit glades
But passing is the hope she's giving
Just a faintest breath of air and she's gone again

The clouds are moving heavily, across the livid sky
Yonder the hues are darkening, slowly turning grey to black
For the two who stray in dusk, all hope is long since gone
Cruel is the winter's reign, merciless the grasp of despair

For what mirth there is left in life for a motherless son
What solace in this world for a widower to find

Slender the shape in night, unbearable the beauty
Shining in the silvery light, watching me with wistful eyes
Evanescent this vision, unattainable this illusion
But an image in my troubled dreams, hewn out of yearning and rue

Daughter of the Moon, by Insomnium. Such amazing lyrics.

Granted. It turns out to be horrible.

I wish I could think of a wish.