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    They crossed over the border the hour before dawn
    Moving in lines through the day
    Most of our planes were destroyed on the ground where they lay
    Waiting for orders we held in the wood - word from the front never came
    By evening the sound of the gunfire was miles away
    Ah, softly we move through the shadows, slip away through the trees
    Crossing their lines in the mists in the fields on our hands and our knees
    And all that I ever was able to see
    The fire in the air glowing red silhouetting the smoke on the breeze
    All summer they drove us back through the Ukraine
    Smolyensk and Viyasma soon fell
    By autumn we stood with our backs to the town of Orel
    Closer and closer to Moscow they come - riding the wind like a bell
    General Guderian stands at the crest of the hill
    Winter brought with her the rains, oceans of mud filled the roads
    Gluing the tracks of their tanks to the ground while the sky filled with snow
    And all that I ever was able to see
    The fire in the air glowing red silhouetting the snow on the breeze
    In the footsteps of Napoleon the shadow figures stagger through the winter
    Falling back before the gates of Moscow,
    Standing in the wings like an avenger
    And far away behind their lines the partisans are stirring in the forest
    Coming unexpectedly upon their outposts, growing like a promise
    You'll never know, you'll never know
    Which way to turn, which way to look, you'll never see us
    As we're stealing through the blackness of the night
    You'll never know, you'll never hear us
    And the evening sings in a voice of amber, the dawn is surely coming
    The morning road leads to Stalingrad, and the sky is softly humming
    Two broken Tigers on fire in the night flicker their souls to the wind
    We wait in the lines for the final approach to begin
    It's been almost four years that I've carried a gun
    At home it'll almost be spring
    The flames of the Tigers are lighting the road to Berlin
    Ah, quickly we move through the ruins that bow to the ground
    The old men and children they send out to face us, they can't slow us down
    And all that I ever was able to see
    The eyes of the city are opening now it's the end of the dream
    I'm coming home, I'm coming home
    Now you can taste it in the wind, the war is over
    And I listen to the clicking of the train wheels as we roll across the border
    And now they ask me of the time
    That I was caught behind their lines and taken prisoner
    "They only held me for a day, a lucky break", I say;
    They turn and listen closer
    I'll never know, I'll never know
    Why I was taken from the line and all the others
    To board a special train and journey deep into the heart of holy Russia
    And it's cold and damp in the transit camp, and the air is still and sullen
    And the pale sun of October whispers the snow will soon be coming
    And I wonder when I'll be home again and the morning answers
    "Never"
    And the evening sighs and the steely Russian skies go on forever

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    Because soon the flowers will close up and sleep peacefully
    Because soon the ADHD kids will quiet down respectfully
    Because soon the tractors will drive themselves on orderly hills
    Because soon the pineal eye the pineal eye a penny a lie selah selah

    I turn your ashes to gold
    You repay me with vitriol
    I allow your eyelashes to grow
    You repay me with vitriol
    I induce your honor sash to glow
    You repay me with vitriol
    Vitriol

    Soon the yellow teeth will be fresh breath white
    Soon money will be paper and success will be a crime
    Soon the same jacket will fit every shoulder
    Soon all the guys get into art school
    Soon the cats will sing to their litter
    Soon the trumpets will all melt together
    Soon all the alloys will be separated
    Soon jehova will part the waters
    Soon the delicacies will be sprinkled with sea salt
    Soon the media will try to be honest
    Soon religions will love one another
    Shoulder to shoulder
    Primordial gender no more
    Li and chi will kiss one another soon
    Yin and Yang collapse together soon
    Embryo

    Soon form an content will cleave to one another
    Soon thought will spurt out into expression
    Soon contraception will conquer the earth
    Soon cherubim give birth to single parents
    Soon gauze will cover the caskets
    Soon I'll rule this anthill at last
    Soon I'll run this racket at last
    Soon the reason to go on living will be obvious
    Soon the future will glitter with promise
    Soon the range will be roved by wild horse
    Free spirits
    Assertive but respectful
    Comfortable but not bored
    Soon creation will finish its process
    Soon all struggles will be recreational
    And it will be time to arrive at a higher beginning
    And let some other sufferer take it from here
    Take it from here from here from here

    Because soon the flowers will close up and sleep peacefully
    Because soon the ADHD kids will quiet down respectfully
    Because soon the tractors will drive themselves on orderly hills
    Because soon the pineal eye the pineal ey a penny a lie selah selah

    I turn your ashes to gold
    You repay me with vitriol
    I allow your eyelashes to grow
    You repay me with vitriol
    I induce your honor sash to glow
    You repay me with vitriol
    Vitriol

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    We're sailing on a strange boat
    Heading for a strange shore
    We're sailing on a strange boat
    Heading for a strange shore
    Carrying the strangest cargo
    That was ever hauled aboard

    We're sailing on a strange sea
    Blown by a strange wind
    We're sailing on a strange sea
    Blown by a strange wind
    Carrying the strangest crew
    That ever sinned

    We're riding in a strange car
    We're followin' a strange star
    We're climbing on the strangest ladder
    That was ever there to climb

    We're living in a strange time
    Working for a strange goal
    We're living in a strange time
    Working for a strange goal
    We're turning flesh and body
    Into soul

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    Our mistake was in seeking resolution. Our mistake was in the acknowledgement of any argument. In the confusion and chaos of his thoughts, he is terrified by silence. And by silence can he be brought to obey. In his speech there is the illusion of some grand quest, the lie that because he is himself, therefore he is no self; the blindness of night, the deafness of the adder, the tastelessness of stale and filthy water, the udders of the Cat of slime; not one thing, but many things. Of course this is merely thinly-veiled vanity. We are not confronted with the righteous esoteric, nor a dispute of true and faithful relation. This is not the death of ego but ego incarnate, ego in it's blandest, most obnoxious form: the banal thug, the maladjusted man-child, the semi-educated neanderthal. Not one thing, but many things. Woe, woe, woe, threefold to him that is led away by talk. It is time now to be silent. Your most humble and obedient servant...


    It's coming for us through the trees.
    This is a message from the River.
    This is a sermon from Nature.
    To see us weep and moan, to see us float or drown.
    This is a blighted land, infected with the virus of human greed,
    corruption chokes every breath as we exalt the culture of excess.
    Inhaled to the depths of our oaken roots.
    Exhaled as billowing refinery pollution.
    Indifference subsists in our bones.
    This is our unspoken history, a bestial temperament obscured by social constraints.
    And that brief moment when Nature's wrath released us
    from Modernity's restraints has offered us a glimpse of what boils beneath our skin.
    But do not confuse causality and cataclysm.
    This is systemic violence, and we are all guilty.
    Some day a real rain will come and wash all the scum off the streets.
    She'll come back as fire and burn all the liars, leave a blanket of ash on the ground.


    Drink deep of your mortality. Accept the blueprint for non-achievement, the well-tread path of capitulation. Bury the suffering and ecstasies. When will the old gods be avenged? Extol a life of compromise. Resigned to quiet submission. When will the old gods be avenged? Welcome boredom and banal normality. Farewell to joy and laughter and trust. Welcome fear, suspicion, and hatred. There is the stench of the gathering of flies. You have the look of a strangled child. You have the look of a hollow shell. You have the look of a rotting corpse. Entombed under intolerable weight, in the delusions of wish fulfillment. Escape the standards of youth. Find sanctuary in a cringing half-life. It's called moving on. It's called growing up. It's called giving up. Lurking in the shadow of your past, lurking in the blackness of acquiescence, pathetic acceptance.

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    I hate purity
    Hate goodness
    I don't want virtue to exist anywhere
    I want everyone corrupt

    I am an architect, they call me a butcher
    I am a pioneer, they call me primitive
    I am purity, they call me perverted
    Holding you but I only miss these things when they leave

    I am idiot drug hive, the virgin, the tattered and the torn
    Life is for the cold made warm and they are just lizards
    Self-disgust is self-obsession honey and I do as I please
    A morality obedient, only to the cleansed repented

    I am stronger than Mensa, Miller and Mailer
    I spat out Plath and Pinter
    I am all the things that you regret
    A truth that washes that learnt how to spell

    The first time you see yourself naked you cry
    Soft skin now acne, foul breath, so broken
    He loves me truly this mute solitude I'm draining
    I know I believe in nothing but it is my nothing

    Sleep can't hide the thoughts splitting through my mind
    Shadows aren't clean, false mirrors too many people awake
    If you stand up like a nail then you will be knocked down
    I've been too honest with myself I should have lied like everybody else

    I am stronger than Mensa, Miller and Mailer
    I spat out Plath and Pinter
    I am all the things that you regret
    A truth that washes that learnt how to spell, learnt to spell

    So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything
    So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything
    So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything
    So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything

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    We were walking, holding hands
    With our bare feet in the sand
    And the seagulls overhead
    When I broke the spell and said

    "I could never divorce you
    Without a good reason
    And though I may never have to
    It's good to have options"

    But for now, I need you
    But for now, I need you
    But for now, I need you

    But it was only in my head
    Because no one ever says
    What they really mean to say
    When there's so much at stake

    So I told her I loved her
    And she told me she loved me
    And I mostly believed her
    And she mostly believed me

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    To the one true god above, here is my prayer. Not the first you've heard, but the first I ever wrote. (Not the first but the others were a long time ago.) There are two people here, and I want you to kill them. Her, she can go quietly by disease or a blow to the base of her neck wear her necklaces close, where her garments come together, where I used to lay my face. That's where you ought to kill her, in that particular place. Him, just fucking kill him. I don't care if it hurts. Yes, I do. I want it to. Fucking kill him, but first make him cry like a women (no particular women). Make him hold out, hope that, someone or other might come. Then fucking kill him, fucking kill him kill him already, kill him.
    Fucking kill him, fucking kill him, kill him already, kill him. Fucking kill him, fucking kill him, kill him already, kill him. Just fucking kill him! Fucking kill him, fucking kill him already, kill him. Ah Fucking kill him, fucking kill him, kill him already, kill him. Kill him already, kill him already. Kill him, fucking kill him. Just fucking kill him, fuckin kill him, kill him already, kill him. Fuckin kill him, kill him, fucking kill him already, kill him. Kill him, fucking kill him, kill him, just fucking kill him. Kill them already, kill them already, kill him. Amen.

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    Enter the Ghost Lake.
    The waters whisper
    Of something brooding.
    No way out of here.

    Slow smouldering,
    Slow rain[ing] heat.
    Lapping at your skin
    Pulling you down again.

    I wish that I could
    Fan back to life
    The dying embers
    Of my long lost passion.

    Descending deeper.
    With black as my light.
    With twist and turn.
    All men will be tried in life.

    We look for light to call.
    The call to save us all.
    Lest we fall to our knees.
    The death, we kiss his feet.
    Oh, sacred mother come.
    For our fate is done.
    In blindness do we run
    Always backwards.

    The care of many
    Was lost in my hands.
    The sickness came in
    Floods of torment and woe.

    My withered body.
    Aching and bone tired.
    My christ who art lord.
    Hold me down again.

    Knee bent and head held low.
    Eyes closed against my foe.
    In prayer I sing on low.
    Answers to my last call.
    Oh, sacred father come.
    For it is you who's done.
    In blindness do we [signs "you will"] run.
    And be sure not to fall.

    Oh, christ, what have I done?
    Ill fortune now will come.
    Fire raining from the sun.
    All virtue swept away.
    In floods of blackest death.
    The ghost will take my breath.
    My sins I will forget.
    I am nothing again.

    Exit the Ghost Lake.
    the waters silent.
    What now has risen?
    No man stands alone.

    The world is changing.
    'Tis misery who
    Leads our way now.
    Holding man down.

    “My typology is . . . not in any sense to stick labels on people at first sight. It is not a physiognomy and not an anthropological system, but a critical psychology dealing with the organization and delimitation of psychic processes that can be shown to be typical.”​ —C.G. Jung

     



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    This stuck in my head. It's catchy.


    Why did love put a gun in my hand?
    Why did love put a gun in my hand?
    Why did love put a gun in my hand?
    In my bed, in my head, in my hand

    Was it for redemption?
    Was it for revenge?
    Was it for the bottle?
    Was it for the ledge?
    Was it for the thrill of pushing my hope to the edge?

    Why did love, why did love put a gun in my hand?
    Why did love, why did love put a gun in my hand?

    Why did love put a knife in my heart?
    Why did love open up my scars?
    Why did love put a knife in my heart?
    In my bed, in my head, in my heart

    Was it for redemption?
    Was it for revenge?
    Was it for the bottle?
    Was it for the ledge?
    Was it for the thrill of pushing my hope to the edge?
    Why did love, why did love put a gun in my hand?
    Why did love, why did love,why did love
    Put a gun in my hand (why did love, why did love, why did love)
    Put a gun in my hand (why did love, why did love)
    Why did love put a gun in my hand?

    Woohoo, in my hand

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    Every single night
    I endure the flight
    Of little wings of white-flamed
    Butterflies in my brain
    These ideas of mine
    Percolate the mind
    Trickle down the spine
    Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
    That's when the pain comes in
    Like a second skeleton
    Trying to fit beneath the skin
    I can't fit the feelings in
    Every single night's alight with my brain

    What'd I say to her
    Why'd I say it to her
    What does she think of me
    That I'm not what I ought to be
    That I'm what I try not to be
    It's got to be somebody else's fault
    I can't get caught
    If what I am is what I am, cause I does what I does
    Then brother, get back, cause my breast's gonna bust open
    The rib is the shell and the heart is the yolk and
    I just made a meal for us both to choke on
    Every single night's a fight with my brain

    I just want to feel everything

    So I'm gonna try to be still now
    Gonna renounce the mill a little while and
    If we had a double-king-sized bed
    We could move in it and I'd soon forget
    That what I am is what I am cause I does what I does
    And maybe I'd relax, let my breast just bust open
    My heart's made of parts of all that surround me
    And that's why the devil just can't get around me
    Every single night's alright, every single night's a fight
    And every single fight's alright with my brain

    I just want to feel everything
    I just want to feel everything
    I just want to feel everything
    I just want to feel everything

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    Culture Shock by Death Grips

    Culture shock, future shock
    Fuck yourself, choke yourself
    Useless information occupies every open space inside your skull
    You know what's going on every day, every night
    Everywhere, swear you're so international

    You speak in abbreviations because real life conversation moves too slow
    You're the media's creation, yeah, your free will has been taken and you don't know





    Shepard's Commandment by Dying Fetus

    We have the obligation, to direct your train of thought
    Showing what is prudent
    Just fulfilling the mandate going along with trendy disputes
    You prove our task
    A worthy undertaking, funneling your fury

    Greed and corruption, things that are below you
    Open minded fairness
    You think for yourself, pride and being reasonable
    Masses echo truth

    We declare the incompetent and describe their blunders
    We pronounce the majestic shining light on the renown
    We proclaim your heroes citing their humanity
    We announce the villains and deduce why you loath them

    Media slanted bias, can''t be real this day
    It must be coincidence
    Why are some misguided?

    Consider our sophistication, how is pop-culture with us?
    Going against the grain, just a murky twist of fate
    Ordering you to challenge authority, the one of our choosing
    Demanding you to worship authority, the one of our choosing

    No time to debate, anyone who is beneath us
    Not in our refinement, more like neanderthal
    Intellectual obscurity, disease of the vagrants
    Not for us enlightened, the brains in the room

    Everyone thinks like me
    We must be are own sheep

    Silence all our critics
    Dissent can''t have a place
    Exile them underground

    We''re not taking sides, just promoting the logical
    Why should our careers change what we believe
    The goal of being objective endangers what we have faith in
    We''re the source of truth reporting what you need to know

    The duty to guide the quest of knowledge
    Framing facts to ascertain the proper conclusion
    Helping the ignorant peasants of the populace
    Steering simple minds to understand what to ponder

    Blameless, on the right side
    Influence, justified

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    Pulled from my body, a part of you I never knew,
    (and I) fall into the whole of your empty place,
    empty and torn, with a piece of our fate.
    Torn from the body, a part of me you never knew,
    (and you) fell into the nothing of my empty place,
    pulled with a piece of that vacant face.
    Where I came apart.
    Torn from a part of me.

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    I believe I can see the future
    'Cause I repeat the same routine
    I think I used to have a purpose
    Then again, that might have been a dream

    I think I used to have a voice
    Now I never make a sound
    And I just do what I'm told
    I really don't want them to come around, oh no

    Every day is exactly the same
    Every day is exactly the same
    There is no love here and there is no pain
    Every day is exactly the same

    I can feel their eyes are watching
    In case I lose myself again
    Sometimes I think I'm happy here
    Sometimes, yet I still pretend

    I can't remember how this got started
    But I can tell you exactly how it will end

    I'm writing on a little piece of paper
    I'm hoping someday you might find
    Well I'll hide it behind something
    They wont look behind

    I am still inside
    A little bit comes bleeding through
    I wish this could've been any other way
    But I just don't know, I don't know
    What else I can do
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    At home he feels like a tourist
    At home he feels like a tourist
    He fills his head with culture
    He gives himself an ulcer
    He fills his head with culture
    He gives himself an ulcer

    Down on the disco floor
    They make their profits
    From the things they sell
    To help you cover
    And the rubbers you hide
    In your top left pocket

    At home she's looking for interest
    At home she's looking for interest
    She said she was ambitious
    So she accepts the process
    She said she was ambitious
    So she accepts the process

    Down on the disco floor
    They make their profits
    From the things they sell
    To help you cob off
    And the rubbers you hide
    In your top left pocket

    Two steps forward
    (Six steps back)
    (Six steps back)
    (Six steps back)
    (Six steps back)

    Small steps for him
    (Big jump for me)
    (Big jump for me)
    (Big jump for me)
    (Big jump for me)

    Two steps forward
    (Six steps back)
    (Six steps back)
    (Six steps back)
    (Six steps back)

    Small steps for him
    (Big jump for me)
    (Big jump for me)
    (Big jump for me)
    (Big jump for me)

    At home she feels like a tourist
    At home she feels like a tourist
    She fills her head with culture
    She gives herself an ulcer
    Why make yourself so anxious?
    You give yourself an ulcer

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    Escape it all.
    It's just irrelevant.

    It's just medicine.
    It's just medicine.

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    I have got a secret, hidden behind my eyes.
    A violation tragedy! of violence hate and lies.
    Locked deep within a chamber
    dark recesses of my mind...
    A tribute to insanity! through hours days and time.

    Rotten! to the core

    Recite the testimonial, truth and nothing more.
    Accusations nominal! fall rotten to the core.
    So take a look, read a book, reach a new plateau...!
    But stain the soul, a life you took,
    you know not what I know.

    Rotten! to the core

    Misguided youth the bitter truth
    Nothing left to chance...
    I'm an angel seeking adventure, new romance.
    How dare you touch? you take the soul
    Of one so pure, so white..!
    The violation tragedy
    Took all she had that... night!!!

    I have got a secret hidden behind my eyes.
    A violation tragedy! of violence hate and lies.
    Recite the testimonial, truth and nothing more.
    Accusations nominal! fall rotten to the core.

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    I'm armed to the teeth
    like a fucking animal
    I ruin everything
    I get my bony hands on

    and here we go, now
    over the bridge of sighs
    we will get a cross like christ, crucified
    it's like a birth but it is in reverse
    never gets better, always gets worse

    I'll gnaw at anything
    new england is mine, and
    it owes me a living

    step one
    step two
    step three
    step four, we fall through the floor
    fall through the floor
    fall through the floor

    I want to feel like I feel when I'm asleep
    honest labor needs no master

    Nothing good is a miracle, nothing lovely is a dream.

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    She gives me signals
    She gives me signals
    But our hearts are not the same
    Wants me to take her
    Wants me to take her
    But blockades run through my veins

    Somehow things are still not lost
    But I sure feel alienated
    Is their flesh disintegrated
    These days I'm numb and faded

    Somehow things are still not lost
    But I sure feel alienated
    Their flesh is disintegrated
    Something denies coalition with you

    Excess
    Excess

    Am I supposed to
    Am I supposed to
    Give into anything
    The way I'm coded
    The way I'm coded
    Is like winter's change to spring

    Somehow things are still not lost
    But I sure feel alienated
    Is their flesh disintegrated
    These days I'm numb and faded

    Somehow things are still not lost
    But I sure feel alienated
    Their flesh is disintegrated
    Something denies coalition with you

    Excess
    Excess
    Excess
    Excess

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    You bang other chicks
    Sometimes you hide it
    You take anything
    If you don’t have to buy it
    You have no age
    And bonds for friends
    Do whatever it takes
    So it never has to end

    Just ‘cause it feels good
    Doesn’t mean it’s right
    I know it sounds like it should but that just isn't life
    Life has consequences
    For all our actions
    No one should suffer just for your satisfaction


    You think that love’s a trap
    And dying young is rad
    Cause dying old's so sad
    And you don’t wanna deal with that
    The bender never ends
    The feelings never sink
    It’s better to pretend
    That comfort’s in your dreams

    Just ‘cause it feels good
    Doesn’t mean it’s right
    I know it sounds like it should but that just isn't life
    Life has consequences
    For all our actions
    No one should suffer just for your satisfaction

    Feelin’ good but you’ve been stealing my feelings
    When you’re feelin high, somebody else is low
    Feelin’ good, being led by your feelings
    But your feelings can’t think, they don’t know where to go

    You’ll never wake up
    I’ll never calm down
    To do what you want
    And like what you do
    You’ll never look back
    You’ll never come around
    Then what you tell yourself
    Will turn into your truth

    Just ‘cause it feels good
    Doesn’t mean it’s right
    I know it sounds like it should but that just isn't life
    Life has consequences
    For all our actions
    No one should suffer just for your satisfaction

    Feelin’ good but you’ve been stealing my feelings
    When you’re feelin high, somebody else is low
    Feelin’ good, being led by your feelings
    But your feelings can’t think, they don’t know where to go

    Just ‘cause it feels good
    Doesn’t mean it’s right
    I know it sounds like it should but that just isn't life
    Life has consequences
    For all our actions
    No one should suffer just for your satisfaction
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    Come along Fool,
    A direct hit to the sense you're disconnected
    It's not that it's bad, it's not that it's death
    It's just that it's on the tip of your tongue and you're so silent
    honest labor needs no master

    Nothing good is a miracle, nothing lovely is a dream.

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    A backwards march
    My back against meadows of fear
    Where it all began
    And there's a hunt, for they seek the whom
    And the purest of hearts let their spirits be consumed

    There's a new world laid at your feet
    We build an army from nothing
    We raise our children to the beat it's comforting pounding

    A forward talk
    Solely against old ways and means
    We're not like them, nesu
    I'm on a hunt to find the cure
    And before I depart into the deepest blue

    Behind all insecurity, there is a wall of assurance
    She is her own worst enemy
    She fights her battles for no one
    There's a new world laid at your feet
    We build an army from nothing
    We raise our children to the beat of its comforting pounding love

    Let it sink in for a new beginning
    You know better now
    Water fills her lungs and she's inhaling
    You feel better now
    Underneath the stars her body sinking
    You do better now
    A heavy sigh then not a sound

    We have no lives to sacrifice
    She makes us sing, dampens the cries
    If there's a want for something new
    You might find me at the start or where it ends for you

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    Take me I'm alive
    Never was a girl with a wicked mind
    But everything looks better when the sun goes down

    I had everything
    Opportunities for eternity
    And I could belong to the night

    Then your eyes
    Your eyes
    I can see in your eyes
    Your eyes

    You make me wanna die
    I'll never be good enough
    You make me wanna die
    And everything you love will burn up in the light
    And every time I look inside your eyes
    You make me wanna die

    Taste me drink my soul
    Show me all the things that I shouldn't know
    When there's a blue moon on the rise

    I had everything
    Opportunities for eternity
    And I could belong to the night

    Then your eyes
    Your eyes
    I can see in your eyes
    Your eyes
    Everything in your eyes
    Your eyes

    You make me wanna die
    I'll never be good enough
    You make me wanna die
    And everything you love will burn up in the light
    And every time I look inside your eyes
    You make me wanna die

    I would die for you my love
    My love
    I would lie for you my love
    My love (You make me wanna die)
    I would steal for you my love
    My love (You make me wanna die)
    And I would die for you my love, my love
    We'll burn up in the light
    And every time I look inside your eyes
    I'm burning in the light, look inside your eyes
    I'm burning in the light, look inside your eyes
    You make me wanna die

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    Time theme:

    The only constant is change. The only constant is change. Go...

    The human heart is born without legs, sliding back and forth,
    and never once does it truly rest, unless accompanied by death... Sliding back and forth.

    Even the strongest remnants of history, they have begun to crumble against time.
    Sliding back and forth.

    The only constant is change. Nothing remains the same.
    The only constant is change. There's only growth or decay. Yea...

    Let's go... Unvarying scenes only found in pictures can never breathe life.
    For nowhere else does level ground exist, unless it has been captured by a flash of steady light.

    Sliding back and forth (back and forth).
    The only constant is change. Uncertainty awaits.
    The only constant is change. There's only growth or decay... or decay.
    The only constant is change...

    There is nothing that stays the same, from the foundation of our lives.
    There is nothing that stays the same. There is nothing to erase time...

    The only constant is change. Nothing remains the same.
    The only constant is change. There's only growth or decay... Yeah...
    The only constant is change (change). The only constant is change.


    Sky cities scrape the lining of heaven
    Beneath this vast region
    Manifest destination
    Leaves us fast erasing

    Days pass
    Time flies
    You don't realize
    Today you waste

    This dying youth of beauty and pleasure evaporates
    Lives are connected to lasting obsessions that become possessions of waste
    While buying the next new fashion that's fed to enslave this land of the free

    Days pass
    Time flies
    You don't realize
    Today you waste

    Don't be so surprised

    Days pass
    Time flies
    You don't realize
    Today you waste
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    When the calling comes for the rest of us
    Let me help you decide
    But there is not much sympathy left to give
    For the deserted mind
    I have the same fear tearing the plot in two
    I know it’s not your fight… right?
    But the weight of it is breaking upon my back
    So I can see that it’s not without my life

    Am I the last one?
    Are we a dying breed?
    Anyone outside?
    I fear tomorrow will eclipse today

    In time
    We will erase it all
    In time
    We are the fault of our own fall

    So if you see it all, you take it to the ends
    And let it sound throughout your bones
    In this trust they will not relent their rope
    But the faithful are not alone

    Am I the last one?
    Are we a dying breed?
    Anyone outside?
    I fear tomorrow will eclipse today

    In time
    We will erase it all
    In time
    We are the fault of our own fall

    Don’t let them tear it from your hands

    In time
    We will erase it all
    In time
    We are the fault of our own fall

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    Skin to bone, steel to rust
    Ash to ashes dust to dust
    Let tomorrow have its way
    With the promises we made
    Skin to bone, steel to rust.

    Ash to ashes, dust to dust
    Your deception, my disgust
    When your name is finally drawn,
    I'll be happy that you're gone
    Ash to ashes, dust to dust.

    [Chorus:]
    (aaah) ash to ashes, dust to dust
    (aaah) skin to bone and steel to rust

    Right to left, left to right
    Night to day and day to night
    As the starlight fades to gray,
    I'll be marching far away
    Right to left and left to right

    [Chorus:]
    (aaah) ash to ashes, dust to dust
    (aaah) skin to bone and steel to rust

    Let tomorrow have its way?
    With the promises betrayed?
    Skin to bone and steel to rust [x3]

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    If you could only see the beast you've made of me
    I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free
    Screaming in the dark, I howl when we're apart
    Drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart

    My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in
    You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to howl
    My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in
    You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to

    Howl, howl
    Howl, howl

    Now there's no holding back, I'm aching to attack
    My blood is singing with your voice, I want to pour it out
    The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
    I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallowed ground

    Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
    I want to find you, tear out all of your tenderness

    And howl, howl
    Howl, howl

    Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
    Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters
    Hunters, hunters, hunters
    Hunters, hunters, hunters

    The fabric of your flesh, pure as a wedding dress
    Until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest
    The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
    I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallowed ground

    And howl

    Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers
    Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters
    A man who's pure of heart and says his prayers by night
    May still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright

    If you could only see the beast you've made of me
    I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free
    The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
    I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallowed ground

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    A girl consumed by fire
    We all know her desire
    From the plans that she has made
    I had her on a promise
    Immerse me in your splendour
    All the plans that I have made
    This is the one
    This is the one
    This is the one
    This is the one
    This is the one
    She's waited for

    This is the one
    This is the one
    This is the one
    Oh this is the one
    This is the one
    She's waited for

    I'd like to leave the country
    For a month of Sundays
    Burn the town where I was born
    If only she'd believe me
    Bellona belladonna
    Burn me out or bring me home

    And this is the one
    This is the one
    This is the one
    This is the one
    This is the one
    This is the one
    She's waited for

    This is the one
    This is the one
    This is the one
    Oh this is the one
    This is the one
    I've waited for

    Oh this is the one
    Oh this is the one
    This is the one
    I've waited for

    This is the one
    Oh this is the one
    Oh this is the one
    This is the one
    I've waited for

    This is the one
    This is the one
    This is the one
    Oh this is the one
    This is the one
    I've waited for

    It may go right
    It may go wrong
    This is the one
    This is the one
    She's waited for

    And this is the one
    This is the one
    This is the one
    This is the one
    She's waited for

    And this is the one
    Oh this is the one
    Ah this is the one
    This is the one
    I've waited for

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    I don't believe you most the time,
    I'm lying 'cause I say I am fine,
    You are the pearl, I am the swine,
    So break my life and take this rhyme
    Dream again
    for I know the plans I have for you
    It's the road less traveled


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    Afterlife
    Oh my God, what an awful word
    After all the breath and the dirt and the fires are burnt
    And after all this time, and after all the ambulances go
    And after all the hangers-on are done hanging on in the dead lights
    Of the afterglow

    I’ve gotta know…

    Can we work it out?
    If we scream and shout, ’till we work it out
    Can we just work it out?
    Scream and shout ’till we work it out
    ’till we work it out, ’till we work it out
    ’till we work it out, ’till we work it out

    Afterlife
    I think I saw what happens next
    Oh, it was just a glimpse of you, like looking through a window
    Or a shallow sea
    Could you see me?
    And after all this time
    It’s like nothing else we used to know
    And after all the hangers-on are done hanging on in the dead lights
    Of the afterglow

    I’ve gotta know…

    Can we work it out?
    If we scream and shout, ’till we work it out
    Can we just work it out?
    Scream and shout ’till we work it out?

    But you say, “Oh, when love is gone
    Where does it go?”
    And you say,
    “Oh, when love is gone
    Where does it go?”
    And where do we go?
    Where do we go?
    Where do we go?
    Where do we go?
    Where do we go?
    Where do we go?
    Where do we go?
    Where do we go?

    And after this
    Can it last another night?
    After all the bad advice
    That had nothing at all to do with life

    I’ve gotta know...

    Can we work it out?
    If we scream and shout, ’till we work it out
    Can we just work it out?
    Scream and shout ’till we work it out?

    But you say,
    “Oh, when love is gone
    Where does it go?”
    And you say,
    “Oh, when love is gone
    Where does it go?”
    We know it’s gone
    But where did it go?
    And where do we go?

    Is this the afterlife?
    It’s just an afterlife with you.
    It’s just an afterlife.
    It’s just an afterlife.
    It’s just an afterlife with you.
    It’s just an afterlife.
    It’s just an afterlife.



    Oh, you've got green eyes
    Oh, you've got blue eyes
    Oh, you've got grey eyes
    And I've never seen anyone quite like you before
    No, I've never met anyone quite like you before

    Heaven, a gateway, a hope
    Just like a feeling I need, it's no joke
    And though it hurts me to see you this way
    Betrayed by words, I'd never heard, too hard to say
    Up, down, turn around
    Please don't let me hit the ground
    Tonight I think I'll walk alone
    I'll find my soul as I go home

    Each way I turn, I know I'll always try
    To break this circle that's been placed around me
    From time to time, I find I've lost some need
    That was urgent to myself, I do believe
    Oh, you've got green eyes
    Oh, you've got blue eyes
    Oh, you've got grey eyes
    And I've never seen anyone quite like you before
    No, I've never met anyone quite like you before
    Bolts from above hurt the people down below
    People in this world, we have no place to go
    Oh, it's the last time
    Oh, I've never met anyone quite like you before
    Oh no, I've never met anyone quite like you before

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    She buys a new dress for the party,
    She always looks good in red.
    Turns around in front of the mirror
    And disappears inside of her head.

    She wonders if he'll even remember,
    She asked him in a casual way.
    Just in case he didn't want to go with her,
    In that event she knew just what she would say.

    She thought of maybe asking a girlfriend,
    Even though she only has one or two.
    She's always done much better with boys anyway,
    So who needs girlfriends?

    Pacing nervous across the floor of her bedroom,
    Gripping tight the phone in her hand.
    Fighting back the rush of emotions,
    And dreaming of just having a man.

    It's a long walk, and the music is loud.
    She sees an old friend,
    As she walks through the crowd.
    Puts on her best smile,
    But underneath she's a broken girl.

    But It's a long walk, and the music is loud.
    She sees an old friend,
    As she walks through the crowd.
    Puts on her best smile,
    But she will always be a broken girl.

    She struggles with an awful decision,
    Stay at home or walk in alone.
    Her mother does her best to console her,
    Her father doesn't know what to say.

    Puts on her makeup, puts on the new dress.
    Holds her head high, then gets in the car.
    Tells herself that no one will notice,
    Assuming she can make it that far.

    On the way she imagines reactions.
    Cupped hands whispering into ears.
    Secretly hoping that he'll be there watching,
    And she's also hoping he won't.

    Walking tentative alone up the driveway,
    Sees some people smoking off to the side.
    She stops and waits until they go back in,
    Crosses her fingers and follows behind.

    He'll never get you,
    He will never understand.
    He'll never get you, you can find a better man.

    This might be the time to break down.

    Hush child don't make a sound.
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    When they poured across the border
    I was cautioned to surrender
    This I could not do
    I took my gun and vanished

    I have changed my name so often
    I have lost my wife and children
    But I have many friends
    And some of them are with me

    Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing
    Through the graves the wind is blowing
    Freedom soon will come
    Then we'll come from the shadows

    Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing
    Through the graves the wind is blowing
    Freedom soon will come
    Then we'll come from the shadows

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    In my dreams you're the dutch and I'm the dutchess
    And your blunts are always loose so I'm in charge of rollin' dutches
    And we getting so high, we always get the munchies
    And we go for early brunches that turn into late lunches
    And we ain't gotta label, we're just rollin' with the punches
    I make fun of your belly and tell you to do some crunches
    And you say, "Yeah, well, your ass jiggles, go and do some lunges."
    I say, "Fuck you," while I'm thinking of you as my husband
    I think I'm in love
    “Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.”
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    Five days
    I ran a wolf across highways
    In the early spring (Don't stop)
    The rest of my days (You're gonna break my heart)
    Should I stay, should I pray
    That I'm here now, clear now
    Live with the fears
    To extend my tears
    Shed no, have no
    Undecided
    Five days in which I can't wait now (I need you)
    Can't wait now (You needed me, whatever happened to compatible two)
    Bet you can't wait now
    Making you wait now
    I ran a wolf across highways
    In the early spring

    The five to fours can't take it no more
    The five to fours can't take it no more
    The five to fours can't take it no more
    The five to fours can't take it no more

    Have I the meanings
    I don't think I'm cheating
    I create like the windy city (Don't go)
    But the drums spread (I told you so)
    Here we go with the games now
    Maintain now
    Might as well have you down now
    Five days that you can't wait now (No need to smile)
    Making you hate now

    The five to fours can't take it no more
    The five to fours can't take it no more
    The five to fours can't take it no more
    The five to fours can't take it no more

    Bet you can't wait now
    Making you wait now
    Don't go I told you so
    After what you've had
    That look on your face you rat
    When you talk like that
    I just want to get you back

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    As the light hits you,
    As you shift along the floor,
    I find it hard to place my face.
    How did I come to be here, anyway?
    It's terribly vague, what's gone before.

    I could have been anyone.
    You could have been anyone's dream.
    Why did you have to choose our moment?
    Why did you have to make me feel that?
    Why did you make it so unreal?

    Oh! To be in love,
    And never get out again.
    Oh! To be in love,
    And never get out again.
    Oh! To be in love,
    And never get out again.

    All the colours look brighter now.
    Everything they say seems to sound new.
    Slipping into tomorrow too quick,
    Yesterday always too good to forget.
    Stop the swing of the pendulum! Let us through!

    Oh! To be in love,
    And never get out again.
    Oh! To be in love,
    And never get out again.
    Oh! To be in love,
    And never get out again.

    Oh! To be in love,
    And never get out again.
    Oh! To be in love,
    And never get out again.
    Oh! To be in love,
    And never get out again.

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    We're no strangers to love
    You know the rules and so do I
    A full commitment's what I'm thinking of
    You wouldn't get this from any other guy

    I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
    Gotta make you understand

    Never gonna give you up
    Never gonna let you down
    Never gonna run around and desert you
    Never gonna make you cry
    Never gonna say goodbye
    Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you


    I actually kind of like this song tbh. The 8-bit version is pretty great too: https://youtube.com/watch?v=9NcPvmk4vfo

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    We tied a Bowen's knot
    Promises we soon forgot
    Now our lives forever intertwine
    Untangle me
    "The society that separates its scholars from its warriors will have its thinking done by cowards and its fighting by fools." ―Thucydides



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    Despair and Deception, Love's ugly little twins
    Came a-knocking on my door, I let them in
    Darling, you're the punishment for all of my former sins
    I let love in

    The door it opened just a crack, but Love was shrewd and bold
    My life flashed before my eyes, it was a horror to behold
    A life-sentence sweeping confetti from the floor of a concrete hole
    I let love in

    Well I've been bound and gagged and I've been terrorized
    And I've been castrated and I've been lobotomized
    But never has my tormentor come in such a cunning disguise
    I let love in

    O Lord, tell me what I done
    Please don't leave me here alone
    Where are my friends?
    My friends are gone
    O Lord, tell me what I done
    Please don't leave me here alone
    Where are my friends?
    My friends are gone
    I let love in

    So if you're sitting all alone and hear a-knocking at you door
    and the air is full of promises, well buddy, you've been warned
    Far worse to be Love's lover than the lover that Love has scorned
    I let love in

    “My typology is . . . not in any sense to stick labels on people at first sight. It is not a physiognomy and not an anthropological system, but a critical psychology dealing with the organization and delimitation of psychic processes that can be shown to be typical.”​ —C.G. Jung

     



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    I'm all lost in the supermarket
    I can no longer shop happily
    I came in here for that special offer
    A guaranteed personality

    I wasn't born so much as I fell out
    Nobody seemed to notice me
    We had a hedge back home in the suburbs
    Over which I never could see

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    The rainstorm and the river are my brothers
    The heron and the otter are my friends
    And we are all connect to each other
    In a circle, in a hoop that never ends

    How high will the sycamore grow?
    If you cut it down then you'll never know
    And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon
    honest labor needs no master

    Nothing good is a miracle, nothing lovely is a dream.

    Επί πάντων μέμνησο τα έσχατά σου, και ου μη αμαρτήσης

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    the water will casually follow its route
    the cage-bird will gradually go cuckoo
    well, the water will actually fill the whole room and the bird will be better off flying the coop
    "The society that separates its scholars from its warriors will have its thinking done by cowards and its fighting by fools." ―Thucydides



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    Hush, child
    The darkness will rise from the deep
    And carry you down into sleep
    Child, the darkness will rise from the deep
    And carry you down into sleep

    Guileless son,
    I'll shape your belief
    And you'll always know that your father's a thief
    And you won't understand the cause of your grief
    But you'll always follow the voices beneath

    Loyalty loyalty loyalty loyalty
    Loyalty loyalty loyalty only to me

    Guileless son,
    Your spirit will hate her
    The flower who married my brother the traitor
    And you will expose his puppeteer behavior
    For you are the proof of how he betrayed her loyalty

    Hush, child
    The darkness will rise from the deep
    And carry you down into sleep
    Child, the darkness will rise from the deep
    And carry you down into sleep

    Guileless son,
    Each day you grow older
    Each moment I'm watching my vengeance unfold
    For the child of my body, the flesh of my soul
    Will die in returning the birthright he stole

    “My typology is . . . not in any sense to stick labels on people at first sight. It is not a physiognomy and not an anthropological system, but a critical psychology dealing with the organization and delimitation of psychic processes that can be shown to be typical.”​ —C.G. Jung

     



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    Just when I think that you're mine
    You start to slip away
    But your love is divine
    You know I'm comin' for ya
    When I think that you're mine
    You start to slip away
    Let me in, I'm callin'


    Come on and let me in, I'm callin'
    Can you feel it, night is fallin'
    I'm callin'
    I'm callin'
    [Today 07:57 AM] Raver: Life is a ride that lasts very long, but still a ride. It is a dream that we have yet to awaken from.

    It's hard to find a love through every shade of grey.

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