Loial me!

[loial21]

HEHE~! Bows.

here is one for us all.


Many years ago today something grew
inside of your mother...
That thing was you

YOU

YOU YOU YOU YOU

Did she scream did she cry
Only those that are born are the ones that
Get to die

One more year closer to dying
Rotting organs ripping grinding
Biological discordance
Birthday equals self abhorrence

Years keep passing aging always
Mutate into vapid slugs
Doctor gives a new perscription
Bullet in a meddling gun

One more year closer to dying
Plastic surgeons fuel the lying
You forget why you came in here
Your mind rots with every New Year

RSVP PLEASE
For the DETH of thee
You have little time
And you're running out of life

Happy Birthday
You're gonna die

Now you're old and full of hatred
Take a pill to masturbatred
Children point to you and scream
Because they will become that thing

One more year of further suffering
There's no point of meddling bluffing
Open up your DETHDAY present
It's a box of meddling nothing

RSVP PLEASE
For the DETH of thee
You have little time
And you're running out of life

DIE DIE
DETHDAY
BIRTHDAY
DETHDAY
DIE DIE
DETHDAY
BIRTHDAY
DETHDAY

RSVP PLEASE
For the DETH of thee
You have little time
And you're running out of life

Happy Birthday
You're gonna die

[loial21]

This is also relevent.

Think.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=toHlMD50eYY

[loial21]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hkbdP7sq0w8

I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind
Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see

Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind

Don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away, all your money won't another minute buy

Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind

[y00tz]

Nice, I saw Kansas in concert in 2002 and again last year, sounded really good even then.

[loial21]

http://www.powderburn.net/lyrics/self10lyrics.html

I remember the day, when you decided to walk away
The hate inside escaped, showed me my fate
Took my serenity in vain
Nothing to hold, I'm looking at myself
With nothing there to see
But my empty reflection looking back at me

Chorus
This is my life, what did you expect?
The years of disgrace, my world of regret
For this is my moment, to show all my pain
It ate through my heart, for three lifetimes of hate

I bleed from my words, I scream from my hurt
I wish you were here laying beside me in the dirt
Nothing will fill me like the way you fill a grave
And I don t think anything will make my memory of you fade

Here is my moment, eternal in guise
Alone in this darkness, to rethink my life
Here is my voice, ever silent I speak
Remember this voice, listen as you grow weak

thanatopis- powderburn.     download it

[loial21]

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-8326083905997966070&q=always+look+on+the+bright&total=988&start=0&num=10&so=0&type=search&plindex=0

this might be  a reapeat....but always worth the view

[JOE]

Jesus Christ, that's a pretty face
The kind you'd find on someone that could save
If they don't put me away
Well, it'll be a miracle

Do you believe you're missing out
That everything good is happening somewhere else?
But with nobody in your bed
The night's hard to get through

And I will die all alone
And when I arrive I won't know anyone

Well, Jesus Christ, I'm alone again
So what did you do those three days you were dead?
'cause this problem's gonna last more than the weekend.

Well, Jesus Christ, I'm not scared to die,
I'm a little bit scared of what comes after
Do I get the gold chariot?
Do I float through the ceiling?

Do I divide and fall apart?
'cause my bright is too slight to hold back all my dark
And the ship went down in sight of land
And at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands

I know you're coming in the night like a thief
But I've had some time, O Lord, to hone my lying technique
I know you think that I'm someone you can trust
But I'm scared I'll get scared and I swear I'll try to nail you back up

So do you think that we could work out a sign
So I'll know it's you and that it's over so I won't even try

I know you're coming for the people like me
But we all got wood and nails
And we turn out hate in factories
We all got wood and nails
And we turn out hate in factories
We all got wood and nails
And we sleep inside of this machine

Brand New - Jesus Christ.

[Edgecrusher]

Loial, you remember this band?

"Snooze Button"

Well, it's just another song
Talkin' about how you let them take your rights
Another redundant verse about how you refused to fight & lost
What cost? Your cause has got no champion
How could you hope to win? By just complaining
Now it's raining on you parade
Decisions made could cost you dearly
Not just your money but your freedom
Are you wealthy improper choices could be deadly
They took your so-called rights
You didn't even fight
Well, here's your motherintercoursein' wake up call
& there just ain't no way around it
Caught you asleep once again & we ain't havin' it
Got freedumb for you to do just what they tell you
You missed that train of thought
You refuse to be taught a lesson
Now this is what I'm guessing
You'll be held accountable
The things you didn't want to know
You're stressin'
Now with your mind they keep messin'
They took your so-called rights, you didn't even fight
While you were busy intercoursein' sleepin'
You know your government was creepin'
Somebody left the door unlocked while you were asleep
Your life was bought & sold, yes, to the highest bidder
Left you in sitcom hell
So convinced you're doing well
You sit back synapses are attacked
American gladiators are the only thing they're given' back
You're dying & in your mind, while they keep lying,
They took your so-called rights
You didn't even fight
Now that we've given you this message you've got a mess
But you can salvage, continue to grow
& soon you'll know that little things in life can make a difference
You don't got to be some politician
Take back those given rights
Stand up & join the fight

[loial21]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hGKR5Oe-4Oc
(hes a paranoiac whos a menace to our society)

[ verse 1: bushwick bill ]
Paranoid, sittin in a deep sweat
Thinkin I gotta intercourse somebody before the week ends
The sight of blood exites me, shoot you in the head
Sit down, and watch you bleed to death
I hear the sound of your last breath
Shouldnt have been around, I went all the way left
You was in the right place with me at the wrong time
Im a psychopath, in a minute lose my intercoursein mind
Calm down, back to reality
Dont fear death, cause I know that its promised to me
Flashes, I get flashes of jason
Gimme a knife, a million lives Im wastin
The shadow of death follows me, I dont give a intercourse
kitty play superman, your assll get boxed up
Put him in a straight jacket, the mans sick
This is what goes on in the mind of a lunatic

(hes a paranoiac whos a menace to our society)
(hes a) (hes a)
(hes a paranoiac whos a menace to our society)

[ verse 2: bushwick bill ]
Lookin through her window, now my body is warm
Shes naked, and Im a peepin tom
Her bodys beautiful, so Im thinkin rape
Shouldnt have had her curtains open, so thats her fate
Leavin out her house, grabbed the female dog by her mouth
Drug her back in, slammed her down on the couch
Whipped out my knife, said, if you scream, Im cuttin
Opened her legs and commenced the intercoursein
She begged me not to kill her, I gave her a rose
Then slit her throat, and watched her shake till her eyes closed
Had sex with the corpse before I left her
And drew my name on the wall like helter skelter
Run for shelter never crossed my mind
I had a guage, a grenade, and even a nine
Dial 911 for the female dog
But the cops aint excrement when theyre intercoursein with a lunatic

(another innocent victim of this homicidal maniac)
(maniac) (maniac)
(another innocent victim of this homicidal maniac)

[ verse 3: scarface ]
I sit alone in my four-cornered room starin at candles
Dreamin of the people Ive dismantled
I close my eyes and in the circle
Appears the images of sons of female doges that I murdered
Flashbacks of bodies bein intercoursed up
Once I attack, Im like a pit on a rage thats goin for guts
Boys used to die when Im full fo that fry
I be ebbin when Im high
So I say intercourse and just let bullets fly
Like I said before, scarface is my identity
A homicidal maniac with sucidal tendencies
Im on the violent tip, so yo, get a grip
And female dog, come equipped, aint takin no excrement
Cause here comes a lunatic

[ verse 4: scarface ]
My girls gettin skinny, shes strung out on coke
So I went to her mothers house and cut out her throat
Her grandma was standin there, she was screamin out, brad!
As she reached for the telly, I put the blade on grannys ass
Went to the back and grabbed a shovel
Now grannys on her way to meet the devil
Pulled out my .38 and aimed at the female dog
A cop says (freeze, muthaintercoursea!) female dog, suck my detective
I said, die, muthaintercourseas! as I blasted
Something clicked in my head, visions of bodies in plastic
The scent of buckshots in human flesh
Pigs dyin from bullet wounds to the chest
No sheriffs gonna take me on a road
Dark as intercourse, and let his pistols explode
intercourse that, cause I aints to die
So I reloaded my uzi and fired up another fry
It got me crazy as intercourse
A ragin psychotic full of that angels dust
The cops had the place surrounded
Hunted for a way to get out - I found it
Innocent bystanders watch me set an example
I popped one, let me go, goddammit
Scot free
Or all of these muthaintercourseas comin with me
All of a sudden the excrement got silent
I remember wakin up, in an asylum
Bein treated like a troubled kid
My shirt was all bloody, and both of my wrists was slit
Think this is harsh? this aint as harsh as it gets
No tellin whats bein thought up in the mind of a lunatic

(maniac)
(maniac)
(ma-) (mani-) (maniac)
(I cant quit)

[ verse 5: willie d ]
November 1st 1966
A darn fool was born with the mind of a lunatic
I shoulda been killed
But sister intercoursed around and let me live
Now I developped a criminal behaviour
intercourse with me, and Ill slay ya
Ass, beyond recognition, excrement
Your dental records couldnt prove your identity, female dog
I beg your pardon, on talkin to borden
Youll never find a muthaintercoursea, so save your milk cartons
Cross the line, your ass is mine
I dont give a intercourse if youre 9 or 99
Blind, crippled, and crazy, dont faze me
Your funky ass will be pushin up daisies
You wanna know what makes me click?
My psychiatrist said I got the mind of a lunatic

(lets get out of here, that guy is crazy)
(ma-) (ma-) (ma-) (maniac)

[ verse 6: willie d ]
I aint got it all, so dont intercourse with me
Unless your ass wanna be made history
Ill blow your muthaintercoursein house up
And if your wife and kids are inside, theyre intercoursed
I dont give a darn who I slay
Dont let me get a hold of some e&j
Cause when the excrement hit the fan
Ill stab your ass quicker than a mexican
The nightmares I leave you with on the scene
Will make freddy female dog ass look like a wet dream
This is fact, not fictional, son of a female dog
I got the mind of a lunatic

[loial21]

WE ALL BLEED RED (2:32)
People divided by color or creed. Won't unite to fight the powers supreme. Division and hypocrisy the governmental seed. Freedom has a price, no, freedom isn't free. No longer can we hide in our private prison cells. We must socialize to live together well. Understand, communicate. We're practically the same. Different style models of the basic human frame.
When done and said. It's in the head. We all bleed red ... we all bleed red.
Unite! To find a better way. Unite! Together we'll have a say. We gotta fight together. We gotta bleed together. If need be, die together, together.
When done and said. It's in the head. We all bleed red ... we all bleed red.
Mosh.....
Chinese people tinkering with nukes and human rights. Pakistan and India, your dots are so alike. The meddling English monarchy, just can't bear the sight. Of their little princess Di impaled on Dodi's might. America the melting pot of nationalities. Polacks hate the Greeks who hate the Lebanese. Christian killing Protestants in the name of Christ. Israel and Palestine both think they are right. Muslims who hate everyone there's no time for you. Buddhist seeking higher grounds wake the intercourse up too. People are so ignorant, why can't they understand. We all bleed red, we're all one man, we all bleed red.
When done and said. It's in the head. We all bleed red ... we all bleed red.

FRANKENSTEIN AND HIS HORSE (0:21)
Frankenstein and his Horse. Frankenstein and his Horse. Frankenstein and his Horse. He'll sell you an amp. He'll let you in his house. Frankenstein and his Horse.

EVERY TINY MOLECULE (1:04)
Every tiny molecule, Every tiny molecule, Every tiny molecule I breathe is just another piece of you. Every tiny molecule is just another piece of you. And I don't wanna eat your excrement. The meddling bathrooms gross. God it meddling stinks. The meddling bathrooms gross. We all eat excrement.



AREN'T YOU HUNGRY? (3:18)
Sitting in my kitchen stuffed from having ate. What should I do now, with what's left on my plate. Maybe I should save it, but nah, I got the cash. Think I'll take the easy way and throw it in the trash. USA for you okay, what a meddling scam. Charity begins at home what about our land. America has problems that's what should come first. Don't look to us for charity to feed and quench your thirst. Aren't you hungry? Are you still hungry?
Looking for a free buffet, in an alley on the way. To your meeting at AA, losers lunch is on today. Chicken, finger lickin' good, mashed potatoes, gravy too! Razzberry dressing, yum! Don't you wish that you had some? I think of people starving do you think I care? Let them all die hungry so I can breathe their air.

[loial21]

To anyone and everyone i have met and grown to trust.....its all about trust....
Thank you GT...and those that have put up with me.

I love each of you like a brother. Robert sharon doug sandman derrek wiccked aura and u knack and edgecrusher the rest of GT past and present.

Thank you all....

Whats left inside him?
Dont he remember us?
Cant he believe me?
We seemed like bothers
Talked for hours last month
About what we wanna be
I sit now with his hand in mine
But I know he cant feel...

No one knows
Whats done is done
Its as if he were dead

Im close with his mother
And she cries endlessly
Lord how we miss him
At least whats remembered
Its so important to make best friends in life
But its hard when my friend sits with blank expressions

No one knows
Whats done is done
Its as if he were dead

He as hollow as I alone now
He as hollow as I alone
A shell of my friend
Just flesh and bone
Theres no soul
He sees no love
I shake my fists at skies above
Mad at god

He as hollow as I converse
I wish hed waken from this curse
Hear my words before its through
I want to come in after you
My best friend

He as hollow as I alone


Jump back!

* To alz of thoz we love and morn we will never forget.

DP.
 

[Eiii]

Lyrics/Music are just sensationalized poetry.

[Edgecrusher]

Lyrics/Music are just sensationalized poetry.

Depends on what you listen to.

[Eiii]

No, by definition, lyrics/muisc are just sensationalized poetry. More so in some than others, obviously.

[Edgecrusher]

By which definition?

[Eiii]

Oh, right. This. Forgot about it.

Anyway:

Sensational: producing or designed to produce a startling effect, strong reaction, intense interest, etc., esp. by exaggerated, superficial, or lurid elements

Minus the implied deception (maybe), that's what music is to poetry. The musical portion exists mostly to make the whole package more accessible to it's audience, and while it certainly can add some things, it takes away much more from the poetry then it adds.

[Edgecrusher]

Or the poetry is here to sensatioanalize the music.

Which was the first?

Chicken or egg?

[Eiii]

Poetry was first, and is less sensationalized than music. I don't see how you can make the argument it's the other way around.

[Edgecrusher]

Idk Eiii.

˝The earliest written records of musical expression are to be found in the Sama Veda of India and in 4,000 year old cuneiform from Ur.˝

˝The earliest signs of music were found in France and Slovenia in the form of 53000 year old flutes made by Neandertals out of animal bones.˝

Oh, I think I can...

[Eiii]

Those weren't music with lyrics that were trying to express something. I'm specifically talking music with lyrics. Otherwise poetry's hardly involved.