Promo: dreaming neon black...

[Guest Muzz]

Sometimes when I'm alone I still feel you…

Your breath on my neck, you're still with me…

And I'm still dreaming neon black…

I wait for you, to taste your unknown world…

The clock spins to time that must mean nothing…

 

Meet me in the dreamtime water, drown...

Shifting shaping currents flow in memory...

Swim through me...

Meet me in the drowning pool of tears...

And wash away my innocence and fear...  

 

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Just as I thought… I can’t get any peace anymore… They taunted me, the fans… they didn’t care, they just… didn’t care. No one cared… I was humiliated in the ring…

 

Did people just think I would… be all right? Did they think I would be so cold as to not care about my own wife dying… Have I been that cold?

 

It doesn’t matter now… I’m shed so many tears… so many tears, but they didn’t reach the hearts of the spectators who see me do battle… To them, I’m just another bad guy…

 

Just shows how ignorant people can be, and that is so infuriating… I can’t stand it…

 

Once again, Sacred finds himself standing alone in the ring, again, after another defeat. This one hit him hard though… every loss does, but especially this one. How people can be so cold and spiteful that they would attack a broken man like that is beyond him…

 

He stood here last week when he heard the news… and being back here, the silence following him again, it’s just too much. He vowed he would fight for his fallen wife’s honour, but when so many people are against you, it’s hard…

 

It’s hard, but it’s also infuriating… he expected people would be kind enough to let him mourn, just a little bit. It’s probably too much to ask, when you look at who you have to face everyday. The worst kind of people you could ever meet…

 

“Before I would have turned to her… when everything seemed so hopeless… she was there…”

 

Oh god… I can’t even think about her anymore without crying… no one would expect me too, no, they would think I could forget about it, and being in Da Pound, I could find another woman easily… I’ll never find another woman… I couldn’t… I couldn’t replace Anna… such a rare natural beauty, with so much spirit… that’s what pains me the most… her spirit is gone from this earth, before more people got to experience it…

 

He falls helplessly onto the turnbuckle, resting his head against the pad. Nothing can get through to him… he doesn’t want to speak to anyone, everyone is an enemy now, and his friends… heh, well, there too busy with their own lives to even ask him how he’s doing. For god sakes, he lost his wife, and people expect Sacred to help them with their problems. Deep down, Sacred wishes they would lose someone they love, so he wouldn’t be the only one…

 

His body feels so weak, but he manages to stand up, tears still streaming down his face. Suddenly, he looks up to the entranceway… he sees a figure, standing there, watching him. It seems like they’ve been standing there for a considerable amount of time. Sacred can’t tell, his eyes are soaked with tears, but he wipes them away.

 

The mysterious figure walks down the ramp. Every light in the arena is dimmed, except for the one lighting up the ring, lighting up Sacred. The figure stops… he’s rather large, tall, and well built. Sacred stutters at first, he’s shaken, and rightfully so.

 

“W-Who I–is it?” He manages to ask.

 

He hears the sound of a chuckle echo through the arena. The man steps forward, revealing himself.

 

“It’s me. You remember right?” Asks Axis. He has a solemn look on his face, even concern. “It’s been a long time, Sacred…”

 

Andrew questions his fellow Australians motives… Why, after not seeing each other for so long, would he visit?

 

“It’s you…” He simply says, looking down at the canvas, almost trying to hide his tears.

 

“You know why. Man, I’m sorry about your wife. I heard the news, and I knew you would be crush-“

 

“It seems you’re the only one…” Sacred mutters, cutting Axis off.

 

Axis replies with, “No, actually, I know people feel for you. Sacred, we used to be friends… even back in Australia. I knew Anna too. She was a wonderful woman…”

 

“Please, I don’t need to be reminded… I just need to be left alone, if it’s all the same to you…” Sacred says, turning away from Axis.

 

“Alright, I know you need time, but I just needed to tell you, people know what your going through-“

 

“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN!!? HOW COULD PEOPLE KNOW OR LET ALONE CARE WHAT I’M GOING THROUGH!” Sacred yells, his face blood red with anger. Axis is taken back by the sudden outburst…

 

“Alright… I’ll leave you now. Call me if you need too.” And with that, Axis turns around and walks back up the SWF ramp. He turns back one more time, maybe remembering past times, but ultimately he leaves Sacred be, to think and straighten himself out.

 

In the squared circle, Sacred breathes heavily, tears appearing once again. He watches Axis go behind the curtain, and he collapses in a heap on the mat. He stares into nothingness… he knows people don’t care, no matter what anyone could say, and that is painful…

 

Painful, yet, it fills him with anger and hatred…

 

No one cares, except me. They’ll care, in due time… I have not yet begun to avenge her death, I have not yet shown what I feel… I’m not going mad, but… I don’t care about the consequences anymore. Everyone else around me… I don’t give a shit about. All of my enemies… I loathe even more… I’m don’t think I’m evil…

 

I’m just trying to show my anger, my frustration… my sadness…

 

And I will… to the death… I might then see Anna’s face again, as I pass heaven

 

On my way to hell…

 

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Sometimes I wonder where you are, can you feel my tears?

I never knew what changed you...

Did they paint your dreams in pale shades?

I wait for you, you know you cannot hide...

Division from within invalidates suffering...

 

Meet me in the dreamtime water, drown...

Shifting shaping currents flow in memory...

Swim through me...

Meet me in the drowning pool of tears...

And wash away my innocence...

 

Nevermore - Dreaming Neon Black

 

-Muzza-

[Guest crusen86]

Awesome. I like lots.

[Guest]

(Y)! @ Promo!

 

(Y)(Y)(Y)!!!!!! @ Song Used!

 

I give you some good songs don't I?

 

Crowe

[Guest Insane Clown Dan]

Ouch... this promo almost brought me to tears, Sacred.

 

You are a deep, respectable person, whether by persona, the person behind it, or both. This story you are telling is amazing, no doubt. But you've probably heard it all before.

 

Great work, dude.

[Guest chirs3]

Good Lord, Sacred, you're putting all of us to shame!

[Guest HVilleThugg]

Damn man, another good deep promo...

 

What the hell is happening to Da Pound.  Everyone's got problems...

 

First of all, Bo is the only one in Da Pound that's winning.  I've lost 2 in a row, so has Sacred...JD advanced, but who knows where the fuck he is.

 

Then, you have...

 

Bo is looking for revenge on someone, only god knows who...

 

Sacred lost his wife, and now his mind...

 

JD's MIA

 

And apparently, there's a softer side to HVT that no one knew about.

 

And Stubby's having a torrid love affair with stuffed pandas...

 

What the fuck is going on??

 

Da "softer side of" H

[Guest Insanityman]

Damn Sacred, you just GOTTA keep getting better and better don't you?

 

 

Awesome isn't strong enough to describe this promo. -Beyond- great stuff man.

[Guest TheBostonStrangler]

I'm sad now that I read that. Thank you SO much.

[Guest Beingz0wningj00]

I'm back now... Yay

 

I should have had sex with Anna before all this tragedy.

[Guest Muzz]

I hate you so much Dawg.

[Guest Beingz0wningj00]

I know. You hate all Canadians.

 

 

You prejudice bastard.

[Guest thebleakaffinity]

Excellent song and promo, d00d.