Posted: 1/4/2010 7:47:09 PM EDT
| One more time into the breach.......... |
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Good sense, innocence, cripplin' and kind. Dead kings, many things I can't define. Oh Cajun spice, sweats and blushers your mind. Incense and peppermints, the color of thyme. Who cares what games we choose? Little to win, but nothing to lose. Incense and peppermints, meaningless nouns. Turn on, tune in, turn your eyes around. Look at yourself, look at yourself, Yeah, yeah. Look at yourself, look at yourself, Yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah. Tune-a by the cockeyed world in two. Throw your pride to one side, It's the least you can do. Beatniks and politics, nothing is new. A yardstick for lunatics, one point of view. Who cares what games we choose? Little to win, but nothing to lose. Good sense, innocence, crippled and kind. Dead kings and many things I can't define. Oh Cajun spice, sweats and blushers your mind. Incense and peppermints, the color of thyme. Who cares what games we choose? Little to win, but nothing to lose. Incense, peppermints, incense, peppermints. Sha-la-la, sha-la-la.... |
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Won't you come into my room, I wanna show you all my wares.
I just want to see your blood, I just want to stand and stare. See the blood begin to flow as it falls upon the floor. Iron Maiden can't be fought, Iron Maiden can't be sought. Oh Well, wherever, wherever you are, Iron Maiden's gonna get you, no matter how far. See the blood flow watching it shed up above my head. Iron Maiden wants you for dead. Won't you come into my room, I wanna show you all my wares. I just want to see your blood, I just want to stand and stare. See the blood begin to flow as it falls upon the floor. Iron Maiden can't be fought, Iron Maiden can't be sought. (where I got my sig) |
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Take the children and yourself
And hide out in the cellar By now the fighting will be close at hand Don't believe the church and state And everything they tell you Believe in me, I'm with the high command Can you hear me, can you hear me running? Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you? Can you hear me, can you hear me running? Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you? There's a gun and ammunition Just inside the doorway Use it only in emergency Better you should pray to God The Father and the Spirit Will guide you and protect from up here Can you hear me, can you hear me running? Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you? Can you hear me, can you hear me running? Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you? Swear allegiance to the flag Whatever flag they offer Never hint at what you really feel Teach the children quietly For some day sons and daughters Will rise up and fight while we stood still Can you hear me, can you hear me running? Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you? Can you hear me, can you hear me running? Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you? |
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Turn your head and see the fields of flames
He carries along From a distant place He's on his way He'll bring decay (don't move along cause things they will go wrong the end is getting closer day by day) In shades of grey We're doomed to face the night Light's out of sight Since we've reached the point of no return We pray for starlight We wait for the moon The sky is empty Alone in the unknown We're getting nowhere We have been betrayed by the wind and the rain The sacred hall's empty and cold The sacrifice made should not be done in vain Revenge will be taken by Rome We live a lie under the dying moon Pale faced laughs doom Indulges in delight It's getting out of hand The final curtain will fall Hear my voice! There is no choice! There's no way out! You'll find out! We don't regret it So many men have failed But now he's gone Go out and get it The madman's head it shall be thyne We don't regret it That someone else dies hidden in disguise Go out and get it Orion's hound shines bright Don't you think it's time to stop The chase around the ring Just stop running, running Round the ring Don't you know that fate has been Decided By the gods Feel the distance Distance Out of reach Welcome to the end Watch your step, Cassandra You may fall As I've stumbled on the field (Sister mine Death's a certain thing) Find myself in darkest places Find myself drifting away And the otherworld The otherworld appears Find myself side she dies in vain I cannot be freed I'm falling down As time runs faster Moves towards disaster The ferryman will wait for you my dear And then there was silence Just a voice from the otherworld Like a leaf in an icy world Memories will fade [Chorus] Misty tales and poems lost All the bliss and beauty Will be gone Will my weary soul find release for a while At the moment of Death I will smile It's the triumph of shame and disease Iliad Raise my hands and praise the day Break the spell show me the way In decay The flame of Troy will shine bright The newborn child would carry ruin to the hall The newborn's death will be a blessing to us all Good choice? Bad choice? Out of three You've chosen misery Power and wisdom you deny (Bad choice, Bad choice) War is the only answer When love will conquer fear So the judgement's been made To the fairest the graceful says Badly he fails Warning! Feel the heat of passion father king (Don't let him in, don't let her in) Desire, lust, obsession - Death - they'll bring We can't get out once they are in She's like the sunrise Outshines the moon at night Precious like starlight She'll bring in a murderous prize In darkness grows the seed of man's defeat Jealousy! I can clearly see the end now! [x3] The thread of life is spun The coin's been placed below my tongue Never give up Never give in Be on our side So we can win Never give up Never give in Be on our side Old moon's time is soon to come Nowhere to run Nowhere to hide Nothing to lose Like one we'll stand We'll face the storm Created by a man Troy! Troy! Troy! Troy! [Continued in background] And as the lion slaughters man I am the wolf and you're the lamb Hallowed Troy shall fall Round the walls Faith is shattered bodies fall Nowhere to run Nowhere to hide Nothing to lose Like one we'll stand It's all for one and One for All We live for will be wiped out I feel that something's wrong Surprise, surprise they're gone Full moon your time goes by And new moon still kept out of sight We live - we die [Chorus] Misty tales and poems lost All the bliss and beauty Will be gone Will my weary soul find release for a while At the moment of Death I will smile It's the triumph of shame and disease Iliad Raise my hands and praise the day Break the spell show me the way In decay The flame of Troy will shine bright Roam in Darkness [x6] (Spread the vision) (We will be lost if you truly believe) - Troy in Darkness There's a cold emptiness in our hearts That they've gone away And wont come back They'll tear down the wall to bring it in They'll truly believe in the lie (Lie! Lie!) With blossoms they'll welcome the Old foe The vision's so clear When day and dream unite The end is near You better be prepared Nah ahahaahahahaaa! (Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah-nah-nah naaaaah) The nightmare shall be over now There's nothing more to fear Nah ahahaahahahaaa! (Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah-nah-nah naaaaah) Come join in our singing And dance with us now Nah ahahaahahahaaa! (Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah-nah-nah naaaaah) The nightmare shall be over now There's nothing more to fear Nah ahahaahahahaaa! (Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah-nah-nah naaaaah) The war it is over forevermore No hope The blind leads the blind Carry on Though future's denied Mare or stallion There's far more inside We are in at the kill We'll cheerfully die [Chorus] Misty tales and poems lost All the bliss and beauty Will be gone Will my weary soul find release for a while At the moment of death I will smile It's the triumph of shame and disease Iliad Raise my hands and praise the day Break the spell show me the way In decay The flame of Troy will shine bright Its holy light shines on So the judgement's been made We're condemned though the trial's Far ahead The crack of doom Father Your handsome son is heading home Still the wind blows Calm and silent Carries news from a distant shore [x4] (Heading home!) [x2] Out of mind Can't get it Can't get it out of my head [x4] |
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If we burn our wings
Flying too close to the sun If the moment of glory Is over before it's begun If the dream is won Though everything is lost We will pay the price But we will not count the cost When the dust has cleared And victory denied A summit too lofty River a little too wide If we keep our pride Though paradise is lost We will pay the price But we will not count the cost And if the music stops There's only the sound of the rain All the hope and glory All the sacrifice in vain (And) If love remains Though everything is lost We will pay the price But we will not count the cost |
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Gold is for the mistress –– silver for the maid ––
Copper for the craftsman cunning at his trade." "Good!" said the Baron, sitting in his hall, "But Iron –– Cold Iron –– is master of them all." So he made rebellion 'gainst the King his liege, Camped before his citadel and summoned it to siege. "Nay!" said the cannoneer on the castle wall, "But Iron –– Cold Iron –– shall be master of you all!" Woe for the Baron and his knights so strong, When the cruel cannon-balls laid 'em all along; He was taken prisoner, he was cast in thrall, And Iron –– Cold Iron –– was master of it all! Yet his King spake kindly (ah, how kind a Lord!) "What if I release thee now and give thee back thy sword?" "Nay!" said the Baron, "mock not at my fall, For Iron –– Cold Iron –– is master of men all." "Tears are for the craven, prayers are for the clown –– Halters for the silly neck that cannot keep a crown." "As my loss is grievous, so my hope is small, For Iron –– Cold Iron –– must be master of men all!" Yet his King made answer (few such Kings there be!) "Here is Bread and here is Wine –– sit and sup with me. Eat and drink in Mary's Name, the whiles I do recall How Iron –– Cold Iron –– can be master of men all!" He took the Wine and blessed it. He blessed and brake the Bread. With His own Hands He served Them, and presently He said: "See! These Hands they pierced with nails, outside My city wall, Show Iron –– Cold Iron –– to be master of men all." "Wounds are for the desperate, blows are for the strong. Balm and oil for weary hearts all cut and bruised with wrong. I forgive thy treason –– I redeem thy fall –– For Iron –– Cold Iron –– must be master of men all!" "Crowns are for the valiant –– sceptres for the bold! Thrones and powers for mighty men who dare to take and hold!" "Nay!" said the Baron, kneeling in his hall, "But Iron –– Cold Iron –– is master of men all! Iron out of Calvary is master of men all!" -Rudyard Kipling |
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Ladybugs and jelly beans, gentiles and crocodiles,
I stand before you, and sit behind you, to tell you something I know nothing about. The will be a meeting tomorrow night, right after breakfast, to decide whichcolor to whitewash the church. There is no admission (just pay at the door), there are plenty of seats, so sit on the floor. |
| <I really like that hatchet and I love the look of surprise so many people have when they see it for the first time. I guess when you're tied up and gagged in the woods, and the guy pulls out a hatchet, the ending is pretty much telegraphed. But they always flop around, even though we both know the ending, they always flop around. And don't look at me pleadingly with your eyes, we aren't going to be friends and I'm not going to stop because I feel sorry for you. I picked this path because you had weak eyes in the first place and you don't deserve to live. I don't either but the difference between you and me is my wrists aren't bleading from rope friction burns and I don't have leaf duff all in my hair. I fucking hate you and the life you live. I have to play by the rules and you get to hitch hiike and do your thing. You don't like a relationship because you may have to put a little work into it, you're gone. You're dating someone, but you want to date someone else, you do. Fuck the other persons feelings, they don't matter. The job you didn't like and you walked away from, I had to come in on my days off to work. The shoulder you cried on and telling me "I want to find someone just like you!" Fuck you bitch. What did I say about the eyes? I know you aren't her. But does it matter anymore? This is going to hurt you more than it hurts me. By the way, I'm going to kill your fucking family, so ride that little bit of knowledge into the afterlife.> |
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There once was a Dodge City maid,
she was a whore by trade, for a buck and a wack she’ll lie on her back, and let the cowboys have a poke at her crack. One day she come to surprise as her belly began to rise. She slipped out a grunt and out popped a runt with his ball’s between his eyes. |