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What's true about music is true about life. That beauty reveals everything because it expresses nothing

well said the duchess
take off his head

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Do you feel what I feel, see what I see, hear what I hear
There is a line you must draw between your dream world and reality
Do you live my life or share the breath I breathe
Lies feed your judgement of others
Behold how the blind lead each other
The philosopher
You know so much about nothing at all
Ideas that fall under shadows of theories that stand tall
Thoughts that grow narrow upon being verbally released
Your mind is not your own,
what sounds more mentally stimulating is how you make your choice
So you preach about how I'm supposed to be, yet you don't you know your own
sexuality
Lies feed your judgement of others
Behold how the blind lead each other
The philosopher
You know so much about nothing at all

If ever words were spoken
Painful and untrue
I said I loved but I lied
In my life
All I wanted
Was the keeping
Of someone like you
As it turns out
Deeper within me
Love was twisted and pointed at you
Never ending pain, quickly ending life --
You keep this love, thing, love, child, love, toy
You keep this love, fist, love, scar, love, break
You keep this love
I'd been the tempting one
Stole her from herself
This gift in pain
Her pain was life
And sometimes I feel so sorry
I regret this the hurting of you
But you make me so unhappy
I'd take my life and leave love with you
I'd kill myself for you, I'd kill you for myself --
No more head trips

I must have dreamed a thousand dreams
Been haunted by a million screams
But I can hear the marching feet
They're moving into the street
Now, did you read the news today?
They say the danger has gone away
But I can see the fire's still alight
They're burning into the night
There's too many men, too many people
Making too many problems
And there's not much love to go around
Can't you see this is a land of confusion?
This is the world we live in
And these are the hands we're given
Use them and let's start trying
To make it a place worth living in
Oh, superman, where are you now?
When everything's gone wrong somehow?
The men of steel, these men of power
Are losing control by the hour
This is the time, this is the place
So we look for the future
But there's not much love to go around
Tell me why this is a land of confusion
This is the world we live in
And these are the hands we're given
Use them and let's start trying
To make it a place worth living in
I remember long ago
When the sun was shining
And all the stars were bright all through the night
In the wake of this madness, as I held you tight
So long ago
I won't be coming home tonight
My generation will put it right
We're not just making promises
That we know we'll never keep
There's too many men, too many people
Making too many problems
And there's not much love to go round
Can't you see this is a land of confusion?
Now, this is the world we live in
And these are the hands we're given
Use them and let's start trying
To make it a place worth fighting for
This is the world we live in
And these are the names we're given
Stand up and let's start showing
Just where our lives are going to

Raise your swords up high!
See the black birds fly!
Let them hear your rage!
Show no fear!
Attack!
Charge your horses across the fields
Together we ride into destiny
Have no fear of death, when it's your time
Oden will bring us home when we die!
The ground trembles under us
As we make our thunder charge
The pounding hooves strikes blinding fear
Into their heart
Our helmets shine in the sun
As we near their wall of shields
Some of them turn and run
When they hear our frenzied screams
Draw your swords to strike
Hear the Black Birds cry!
Let them feel your hate!
Show no fear!
(Attack! Attack! Attack! Attack!)
Charge your horses across the fields
Together we ride into destiny
Have no fear of death, when it's your time
Oden will bring us home when we die!
The enemies are in disarray
Ride them down as they run
Send them to their violent graves,
Don't spare anyone
Dead and wounded lie all around,
See the pain in their eyes
Over the field an eerie sound,
As we hear the ravens' cry

You are all that matters in my private demonology
those who fail us now
the sons of wishes
the bastard child of dream
enemies of hope
let it be gone
it's all pretend

Mind matters, matters not

Never again
in perfect clarity
see the day in childlike vision
where does it lead from here
on without that guidance
disaster role model without a part
our search is wider
cast off those wide-eyed hopes and dreams

Mind matters, matters not

No need to see you there
the path we made is clear
just stay ahead of me
this is not for me to see

This time a prayer onto nothing
project again
direct oppose to action
all across the board
shortcomings close to call

beauty: do you think i am a bit odd?
beast: who says this
beauty: most people in town think that i am odd because i am reading books
beast: don't worry about people they think i am odd too

her kadın bir faşiste aşıktır. Sylvia Plath

your mind and your experience call to me
you have lived and your intelligence is sexy
i want to know what you got to say (x3)
i can tell you taste like the sky cause you look like rain
you look like rain (x8)
you think like a whip on a horse's back
stretched out to the limit you make it crack
send that horse round and round the track
i want to know what you got to say (x3)
i can tell you taste like the sky cause you look like rain
you look like rain(x16)
yea you look like rain
you look like rain

Hello me ... Meet the real me
And my misfits way of life
A dark black past is my
Most valued possessions
Hindsight is always 20-20
But looking back it's still a bit fuzzy
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story ... Tell it to Reader's Digest !!!
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me, and
My air is getting thin
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm chomping at the bit and my
Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets
Hello me ... It's me again
You can subdue, but never tame me
It gives me a migraine headache
Thinking down to your level
Yea, just keep on thinking it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance
Mankind has got to know
His limitations
Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands and
I don't know where I've been
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet
I'm sharpening the axe, and my
Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets
Well, me ... It's nice talking to myself
A credit to dementia
Some day you too will know my pain
And smile its blacktooth grin
If the war inside my head
Won't take a day off I'll be dead
My icy fingers claw your back
Here I come again
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me, and
And my air is getting thin
Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands and
I don't know where I've been
Once you committed me
Now you've acquited me
Claiming validity
For your stupidity
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm sharpening the axe
Here I come again, whoa!
Sweating bullets

Çevik Atmaca'nın sürekli mantıklılığı Arren'i daha çok utandırdı. Kendisini bir çocuk gibi huysuz ve sinirli hissetti. Tavşan çocuğu büyülemişti ama şimdi bu büyü bozulunca sanki iğrenç bir şey yemiş gibi midesi bulanmaya başlamıştı. Bir daha kendine iyice hakim olmadan konuşmamaya karar verdi. Derken aşınmış ve kaygan basamaklarda adımını şaşırarak kaydı elleriyle taşları kazıyarak kendisini toparladı. "Lanet olsun bu pis şehre!" diye patladı öfkeyle. Büyücü kuru bir sesle cevapladı "Bence buna gerek kalmamış."