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  • A Therapy For Pain, Fear Factory

    I welcome death with open arms
    Her soft breath and simple charm
    Wandering through memories
    Takes my hand for me to see
    Tried so hard

    Echoes of innocence
    Are my thoughts into dissent
    Tried so hard

    When we finally reach the end
    She lets go of my hand
    Waking into realms of light
    There will be no death tonight
    Tried so hard
    I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.
    [Brandon Roderick? You mean Brock's Toadie?][Hanged from Yggdrasil]

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    • Forbidden Fruit
      Jessica Simpson



      There's a game you want to play
      There's a risk you'd like to take
      I'm scared it'll lead to tears
      Patience boy and I will decide
      If a kiss is sweet enough
      If I want to feel your touch
      You should know
      I can read your mind
      If the deal is worth the pain
      If you just won't die of shame
      But I am tempted to try

      Chorus:If you taste this fruit you're forbidden to eat
      You cand drink this wine from a love so deep
      I'd dance for you, let you come within
      If you swear to me that it ain't a sin

      There's a world you want to know
      There's a place you want to go
      Take your time and it will delight
      Smell of spices everywhere
      There are mysteries to share
      Be gentle boy and I will not...will not fight

      Chorus

      Oh yeah...oh
      Oh if ya...oh if ya swear to me...

      Chorus

      Taste it...so deep...I wanna dance for you...Come on and taste it...come on and taste it

      Chorus
      Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
      "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
      He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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      • roughly translated!

        Kostas Makedonas

        Taxi

        You wander around in a cab inside the night
        You make your dreams into prayers
        You're looking for someone to say goodnight
        You lose your path inside the rain

        You look at the lights around you and you fall silent
        You drink every sound and you get drunk

        You know that wherever you'll go, you'll be staying here
        The more you'll be going away, the more you'll return

        Tell the cab driver not to wait for you
        Step down, get out
        Walk inside the rain
        When love fades away and dies
        To cry for it you'll remain lonely

        You pass through inside a cab
        And you drift further away
        I see in your eyes the Return
        Inside my touch you breath
        You catch my music's pulse

        Tell the cab driver not to wait for you
        Step down, get out
        Walk inside the rain
        When love fades away and dies
        To cry for it you'll remain lonely

        Tell the cab driver not to wait for you
        Step down, get out
        Walk inside the rain
        When love fades away and dies
        To cry for it you'll remain lonely

        No matter how much you cry you'd still be alone

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        • translated

          By Mariza Koch

          The Negroland's Witch


          I'll go there, to Negroland
          That they have talked to me
          About a Grand Witch
          The spells to untie for me

          About a Grand Witch
          The spells to untie for me

          And I'll tell her
          The tortures
          Those that I have endured
          And the scars by the crazy woman
          Into a fire to throw

          And the scars by the crazy woman
          Into a fire to throw

          To flame up and to burn
          As they have burned me
          The spells to catch her
          To drag herself to foreign lands

          The spells to catch her
          To drag herself to foreign lands

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          • roughly translated from greek again

            Interpreted by Mariza Koch

            Phata Morgana

            We will commune sea water
            drop by drop collected from your body
            In a trend of ancient poor Algerian
            That Pirates communed before they fought

            That you will be coming from Babylon
            Where are you going into the eye of the storm
            That you love some Roma woman
            What's her name
            Phata Morgana

            Rag of leather waved in wax
            How from kendro, incense and polish
            Like a vault smells in an old brick
            Built back then in Euphrates, in Phoenicia

            That you will be coming from Babylon
            Where are you going into the eye of the storm
            That you love some Roma woman
            What's her name
            Phata Morgana

            Rust burncoal-red at the Gates of Sina
            The cellars of the falcon-lady and the army barrack
            The surface scratch the Holy Rust that gives us birth
            It feeds us, feeds from us and kills us

            That you will be coming from Babylon
            Where are you going into the eye of the storm
            That you love some Roma woman
            What's her name
            Phata Morgana
            Last edited by Bereta_Eder; October 28, 2003, 20:50.

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            • translated from greek

              Alkinoos Ioannides

              Kemal

              Now hear, the story of Kemal
              A young Prince from the East
              Descendant of Sevach the Sea Man
              Who thought he could change the world

              But bitter are the wills of Allah
              And dark the souls of men




              In the parts of the East once upon a time
              The storages were empty, the water stale
              In Mosul, in Vasora, in old Hourmandia
              Bitterly they now cry the desert's children

              And a young man from a good family and Royal Line
              Hears the lamentations and draws near
              The Venduines gaze upon him with sad eyes
              And he gives them vow, upon Allah, that times will be a changing

              When the lords heard about the young boy's Fearlessness
              The Kudonts start and with lion's clothing
              From Tigris To Euphrates and from Earth to Heaven
              They chase the traitor
              To catch him alive

              They fall upon him, breasts like wild dogs
              And they take him to the Chalife to place upon him the noose

              Black honey black milk he had that morning
              Before he left at the gallows pole, his last breath



              With two old camels and on a red carpet
              At heaven's gate the Prophet waits
              They now go hand in hand
              And around there are cloudy skies
              But Damascus's star
              Kept them company
              In a month, in a year
              They see before them Allah

              Whom from his tall Throne
              says to naive Kemal

              "My beaten smart lad times cannot change.
              With fire and with knife always this world goes forward"

              Goodnight Kemal. This world will never change. Goodnight...
              Last edited by Bereta_Eder; October 28, 2003, 21:46.

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              • Who Put the Bomp
                Barry Mann


                I'd like to thank the guy
                Who wrote the song
                That made my baby
                Fall in love with me
                Who put the bomp
                In the bomp bah bomp bah bomp?
                Who put the ram
                In the rama lama ding dong?
                Who put the bop
                In the bop shoo bop shoo bop?
                Who put the dip
                In the dip da dip da dip?
                Who was that man?
                I'd like to shake his hand
                He made my baby
                Fall in love with me (yeah!!)
                When my baby heard
                "Bomp bah bah bomp "
                "Bah bomp bah bomp bah bomp bomp"
                Every word went right into her heart
                And when she heard them singin'
                "Rama lama lama lama"
                "Rama ding dong"
                She said we'd never have to part
                So
                Who put the bomp
                In the bomp bah bomp bah bomp?
                Who put the ram
                In the rama lama ding dong?
                Who put the bop
                In the bop shoo bop shoo bop?
                Who put the dip
                In the dip da dip da dip?
                Who was that man?
                I'd like to shake his hand
                He made my baby
                Fall in love with me (yeah!!)
                Each time that we're alone
                Boogity boogity boogity
                Boogity boogity boogity shoo
                Sets my baby's heart all aglow
                And everytime we dance to
                Dip da dip da dip
                Dip da dip da dip
                She always says she loves me so
                So
                Who put the bomp
                In the bomp bah bomp bah bomp?
                Who put the ram
                In the rama lama ding dong?
                Who put the bop
                In the bop shoo bop shoo bop?
                Who put the dip
                In the dip da dip da dip?
                Who was that man?
                I'd like to shake his hand
                He made my baby
                Fall in love with me (yeah!!)
                Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                • onemore - roughly translated

                  By Vassilis Papakonstantinou

                  The Knife

                  On me I always have on my belt fastened tight
                  A small african steel knife
                  Like one of those that blackmen use to play with
                  That I have bought from an old merchant in Algiers

                  I recall, as if it was now the aged antique saleman
                  Who looked like an old oilpainting by Goya
                  Standing tall next to to long swords and torn uniforms
                  Saying to me with a deep/sorethroat voice the following words:


                  "This knife here which you wish to buy
                  With eiree stories legend has surrounded it
                  And everyone knows that those who one time possesed it
                  Each one has one of their own killed

                  Don Bazilio killed with it Dona Julia
                  His beautiful wife because she cheated on him
                  Count Antonio, one night, his ill fated brother
                  With this here knife he secretly assassinated

                  A black man his little lover out of jealousy
                  And some Italian sailor a Greek boatswain
                  From hand to hand and onto my hands this knife fell
                  My eyes have seen many things, but this, this brings me terror

                  Lean and see it an anchor and a blazon it has on it
                  It is light, catch it, it doesn’t go more than a quarto
                  But I would advice you to buy something else"
                  _How much is it?
                  _"Only seven francs, since you want it, take it."

                  A small dagger I have fastened tight on my belt
                  That whim has made me to make it mine
                  And since I hate noone in the world to kill
                  I fear if not one time I turn it against myself

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                  • Triple Shot Thursday; Steve Miller

                    The Joker

                    Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah
                    Some call me the gangster of love
                    Some people call me Maurice
                    Cause I speak of the pompatus of love
                    People talk about me, baby
                    Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong
                    Well, don't you worry baby
                    Don't worry
                    Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home
                    Cause I'm a picker
                    I'm a grinner
                    I'm a lover
                    And I'm a sinner
                    I play my music in the sun
                    I'm a joker
                    I'm a smoker
                    I'm a midnight toker
                    I get my lovin' on the run
                    Wooo Wooooo
                    You're the cutest thing
                    That I ever did see
                    I really love your peaches
                    Want to shake your tree
                    Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
                    Ooo-eee baby, I'll sure show you a good time
                    Cause I'm a picker
                    I'm a grinner
                    I'm a lover
                    And I'm a sinner
                    I play my music in the sun
                    I'm a joker
                    I'm a smoker
                    I'm a midnight toker
                    I sure don't want to hurt no one
                    Wooo Woooo
                    People keep talking about me baby
                    They say I'm doin' you wrong
                    Well don't you worry, don't worry, no don't worry mama
                    Cause I'm right here at home
                    You're the cutest thing I ever did see
                    Really love your peaches want to shake your tree
                    Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
                    Come on baby and I'll show you a good time

                    -----------------------------------------------------------

                    Jungle Love


                    I met you on somebody's island
                    You thought you had known me before
                    I brought you a crate of papaya
                    They waited all night by your door
                    You probably wouldn't remember
                    I probably couldn't forget
                    Jungle love in the surf in the pouring rain
                    Everything's better when wet
                    Jungle love it's drivin' me mad
                    It's makin' me crazy
                    Jungle love it's drivin' me mad
                    It's makin' me crazy
                    But lately you live in the jungle
                    I never see you alone
                    But we need some definite answers
                    So I thought I would write you a poem
                    The question to everyone's answer
                    Is usually asked from within
                    But the patterns of the rain
                    And the truth they contain
                    Have written my life on your skin
                    Jungle love it's drivin' me mad
                    It's makin' me crazy
                    Jungle love it's drivin' me mad
                    It's makin' me crazy
                    You treat me like I was your ocean
                    You swim in my blood when it's warm
                    My cycles of circular motion
                    Protect you and keep you from harm
                    You live in a world of illusion
                    Where everything's peaches and cream
                    We all face a scarlet conclusion
                    But we spend our time in a dream
                    Jungle love it's drivin' me mad
                    It's makin' me crazy
                    Jungle love it's drivin' me mad
                    It's makin' me crazy
                    Jungle love it's drivin' me mad
                    It's makin' me crazy
                    Jungle love it's drivin' me mad
                    It's makin' me crazy

                    ---------------------------------------------------------

                    Fly Like An Eagle


                    Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
                    Into the future
                    Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
                    Into the future
                    I want to fly like an eagle
                    To the sea
                    Fly like an eagle
                    Let my spirit carry me
                    I want to fly like an eagle
                    Till I'm free
                    Oh, Lord, through the revolution
                    Feed the babies
                    Who don't have enough to eat
                    Shoe the children
                    With no shoes on their feet
                    House the people
                    Livin' in the street
                    Oh, oh, there's a solution
                    I want to fly like an eagle
                    To the sea
                    Fly like an eagle
                    Let my spirit carry me
                    I want to fly like an eagle
                    Till I'm free
                    Fly through the revolution
                    Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
                    Into the future
                    Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
                    Into the future
                    Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
                    Into the future
                    Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
                    Into the future
                    I want to fly like an eagle
                    To the sea
                    Fly like an eagle
                    Let my spirit carry me
                    I want to fly like an eagle
                    Till I'm free
                    Fly through the revolution
                    Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
                    Into the future
                    Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
                    Into the future
                    Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                    "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                    He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                    • NATURE OF THE THREAT -Ras Kass

                      Let freedom ring with a buckshot, but not just yet
                      First we need to truly understand the nature of the threat
                      And a pale man walks in the threshold of darkness
                      Roughly 20,000 years ago the first humans evolved
                      with the phenotypical trait, genetic recessive
                      Blue eyes, blonde hair and white skin
                      Albinism apparently was a sin to the original man, Africans
                      So the mutants traveled North of the equator
                      Called Europeans later, the first race haters
                      So here's the Devil's alpha to the beta
                      Cause history's best qualified to teach one
                      Quoting German philosopher Schopenhauer
                      "Every white man is a faded or a bleached one"
                      Migration created further mutation
                      Genetic drifts, evolution through recombination
                      Adaptation to the climate
                      As the Caucus Mountain man reverted to that of a primate
                      Savage Neanderthals, until the late Paleolithic age
                      That's when the Black Grimaldi man came
                      With the symbol of the dragon, fire and art
                      Check cave paintings in France and Spain to the Venus of Willendorf
                      Around 2000 B.C. Southern Russians migrate in small units
                      Those who travel West populated Europe
                      Those who went East settled in Iran, known as Aryans
                      1500 B.C. some crossed the Khyber Pass into India and
                      created Hinduism, the first caste system, the origins of racism
                      A white dot on the forehead meant elite
                      The black dot - defeat; untrustable, untouchables
                      They wrote the holy Vedas in Sanskrit
                      That's the language that created Greek, German, Latin and English
                      Now the Minoans around 2000 B.C.
                      Starts on the island of Crete, in the Agean Sea
                      The Greek culture begins Western Civilization
                      But "Western Civilization" means "White Domination"
                      Myceneans learned from Kemet, called Egypt in Greek
                      It existed since at least 3000 B.C.
                      Creatin geometry and astronomy
                      This knowledge influenced Plato, Socrates and Hippocrates
                      Cause Imhotep, the real real father of medicine
                      Was worshiped in Greece and Rome in the form of a Black African
                      The word Africa comes from the Greek "Aphrike"
                      meaning "without cold"; the word philosophy means "love of knowledge"
                      Stole from first man, Greek power expands
                      The first Greek fraternities band
                      The word gymnasium is Greek for "naked"
                      This was the place where adolescent boys were educated, and molested
                      This was accepted because Greek culture was homosexual
                      For example, Sappho trained girls on the island of Lesbos
                      Hence, the word lesbian (Ay let these dumb mother****ers know)
                      December 25th, the birth of Saturn
                      A homosexual god, now check the historical pattern
                      December 25, now thought the birth of Christ
                      Was Saturnalia, when men got drunk,
                      ****ed each other then beat their wife
                      Fact is, it was still practiced, til they called it Christmas
                      So put a gerbil on your Christmas list
                      The Hellenistic Era, Alexander the Great
                      Conquers all the way to India leavin four successor states
                      By the Fifth century B.C., R.O.M.E.
                      succeeds to be the conqueror of Egypt and Greece
                      But had the threat of the Black Phoenicians in Sicily
                      The Punic Wars began 264 B.C.
                      The Black general Hannibal and Carthaginian Peace
                      In 146 B.C. Carthage fell after a six-month siege
                      Rome sold every citizen to slavery
                      The first genocide of history
                      And more bisexuality in sight; Julius Caesar was known as
                      "every woman's husband and every man's wife" (BEOTCH!)
                      Spartacus Revolt, a slave rebellion that lost
                      Where 6,000 slaves was nailed on a cross
                      Cross? Aw, ****! Jesus Christ! Time for some-act-right
                      Christians get your facts right
                      Cause Christ was not his name
                      That's Greek for "One who is anointed"
                      Yoshua Ben Yosef was his name, do Christians know this?
                      So who do you praise, do you know his name?
                      Or do you do this in vain?
                      Accepting the religion they gave slaves to behave
                      Peep the description of historian Josephus
                      "Short, dark, with an underdeveloped beard was Jesus"
                      He had the Romans fearing revolution
                      The solution was to take him to court and falsely accuse him
                      After being murdered by Pilate how can it be
                      these same white Romans established Christianity
                      Constantine would later see the cross in a dream
                      In his vision, it read "En Hawk Signo Wonka":
                      "In this sign we conquer" - Manifest Destiny
                      In 325 he convened the Nicean Creed
                      And separated god into three
                      Decided Jesus was born on December 25th
                      and raised then on the third day is a myth
                      Plus to deceive us
                      Commissioned Michelangelo to paint white pictures of Jesus
                      He used his aunt, uncle, and nephew
                      Subconsciously that affects you
                      It makes you put white people closer to God
                      (Yo, 'The Man' got game like a mother****er!)
                      True indeed, **** it, Jihad
                      In the eight century Muslims conquered
                      Spain, Portugal and France and controlled it for 700 years
                      They never mention this in history class
                      cause o'fays are threatened when you get the real lesson
                      Moors from Baghdad, Turkey threatened European Christians
                      Meaning, the white way of life; hence the Crusades for Christ
                      On November 25th, 1491
                      Santiago defeats the last Muslim stronghold, Grenada
                      King Ferdinand gave thanks to God for victory
                      And the Pope of Rome and declared this date to forever be
                      A day of "Thanksgiving" for all European Christians

                      .. Now listen, when you celebrate "Thanksgiving"
                      What you are actually celebratin
                      is the proclamation of the Pope of Rome
                      Who later, in league with Queen Isabella
                      sent Cardinal Ximenos to Spain
                      to murder any blacks that resisted Christianity
                      These Moors, these black men and women
                      were from Baghdad, Turkey
                      And today, you eat the turkey, for your "Thanksgiving" day
                      as the European Powers destroyed the Turkeys
                      Who were the forefathers of your mothers and fathers
                      Now fight the power, you *****-ass niggaz!

                      Now around this time, Whites started callings us Negroes
                      That's Spanish for black object meaning we're not really people
                      but profit, and the triangle trade begins - they seize us
                      Queen Elizabeth sends the first slaves on a ship named Jesus
                      Stealin land from the indigenous natives
                      Gave them alcohol to keep the Red Man intoxicated
                      Whites claim they had to civilize these pagan animals
                      But up until 1848 there's documented cases
                      of whites bein the savage cannibals, eatin Indians
                      In 1992, it's Jeffery Dahmer
                      They slaughtered a whole race with guns
                      Drugs, priests and nuns
                      1763, the first demonic tactic of biological warfare
                      As tokens of peace, Sir Jeffery Amherst
                      passed out clothin and blankets to the Indian community
                      Infested with small pox, knowin they had no immunity
                      Today it's AIDS, you best believe it's man made
                      Cause ain't a damn thing changed.. let me explain
                      Now since people of color are genetically dominant
                      and Caucasoids are genetically recessive
                      and Whites expect to be predominant, meaning survive as a race then
                      they simply must, take precautions
                      That's why they're worried about their future now
                      Cuz by 2050, almost all the Earth's population
                      will be brown, then black, so understandin that, whites counterreact
                      (I'm sayin.. man.. them fools
                      ain't nothin but a teaspoon of milk in the world color majority)
                      So they created a system
                      to force blacks into an unnatural position
                      That re-enforces the position of natural inferiority
                      In addition, created guns and developed the ethnocentric view
                      that God justifies every ****in thing they do
                      Condition people to perceive whites' culture as civilized
                      and every other culture considered primitive - not true!
                      Racism is the system of racial subjugation against nonwhites
                      in every areas of human relation
                      Entertainment, education, labor, politics
                      Law, religion, sex, war and economics
                      See blacks were 3/5ths of a man with tax purposes intended
                      You think you're Afro-American?
                      You're a 14th amendment and a good nigga
                      Jews don't salute the ****in swastika
                      but niggaz pledge allegiance to the flag that accosted ya
                      They never teach about the break of islands like Jamaica
                      But before slaves came here whites would take a
                      pregnant women, hang her from a tree by her toes
                      Slice her stomach with a knife
                      and let the unborn baby fall to the flo'
                      And stop an unborn child in front of all the slaves
                      to inbreed fear, so they'd be scared and behave
                      and not rebel more
                      Understand all whites must be perceived as potential predators
                      I paraphrase historian Ishakamusa Barashango
                      "Understand that regardless of the lofty ideas ingraved on paper
                      in such documents as the Constitution or Declaration
                      the basic nature.. of the European American white man
                      remains virtually unchanged".. so check
                      This is the nature of the threat
                      "Flutie was better than Kelly, Elway, Esiason and Cunningham." - Ben Kenobi
                      "I have nothing against Wilson, but he's nowhere near the same calibre of QB as Flutie. Flutie threw for 5k+ yards in the CFL." -Ben Kenobi

                      Comment


                      • Originally posted by Albert Speer
                        NATURE OF THE THREAT -Ras Kass

                        And more bisexuality in sight; Julius Caesar was known as
                        "every woman's husband and every man's wife" (BEOTCH!)

                        Comment


                        • another translated

                          Vassilis Papakonstantinou

                          I follow you

                          I follow you
                          Into your pocket I slip
                          Like a twodrachma nickel, that small

                          I follow you
                          And I know that I fit
                          In that little dimple
                          That you have on your neck

                          Come on, hold me
                          And walk me
                          Into your magical seabed
                          Take me with you
                          Into your deep kiss
                          Don’t leave me on my own
                          I’ll get lost

                          I follow you
                          And on to you I stick
                          Like a little summertime T-shirt
                          I follow you
                          And I know that I ache
                          I close my eyes
                          And I follow you


                          Come on, hold me
                          And walk me
                          Into your magical seabed
                          Take me with you
                          Into your deep kiss
                          Don’t leave me on my own
                          I’ll get lost

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                          • Dionysios Savopoulos

                            Let the dances go on!

                            Let the dances go on
                            and we’ll find other/different
                            rural hang outs, mate!

                            Untill this gettogether,
                            like an autonomus village unfolds
                            Up to the celestial bodies
                            with transmitters and antenas
                            The Greeks make networks
                            and the companies make History


                            George makes the beginning,
                            we are, we are not, we are nothing mate!
                            And little Johnnie sings,
                            if all are unwritten
                            then something will come out of it

                            And into the night’s torching,
                            there comes our little Alkis
                            to merge old and flared up hearts
                            with our future’s rock


                            The sky is fires, wind gatherings,
                            sparkles and circuits mate!
                            And shiny friends,
                            their mirror image at the sea shores
                            And whether with the antiquities
                            or with orthodoxy
                            The communities of the Greeks
                            create another galaxy

                            And there is Babis who has drunk
                            And Lydia is blushing
                            'cause you always look at her mate!

                            And Achilleas with Zoe in front
                            of the polaroid they look, smiling

                            Then Helene the dancer
                            leans to the side of Tasos
                            and with closed eyes they sing in embrace
                            “greek national team hi!”

                            What there is to blame the parliement,
                            what there is to blame the representatives,
                            alone and headless mate

                            If the head hurts the faceless love that it has found
                            is to blame

                            But ours has a name,
                            has a body and a religion
                            And a grandpa in autonomous places inside the Turkocracy

                            May God always keep us robust,
                            that we will always meet and party mate!

                            With circular dances and
                            as much free like the rivers

                            And at the night’s torching,
                            our bond to forge/flame
                            and to merge old and flared up hearts
                            with our future’s rock

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                            • Paiktis:

                              This was accepted because Greek culture was homosexual
                              "Flutie was better than Kelly, Elway, Esiason and Cunningham." - Ben Kenobi
                              "I have nothing against Wilson, but he's nowhere near the same calibre of QB as Flutie. Flutie threw for 5k+ yards in the CFL." -Ben Kenobi

                              Comment


                              • zero signal, Fear Factory.

                                So withdrawn and feeling numb
                                Watching life come all undone
                                Growing fear, a human grace
                                A drowning mind in a dark embrace

                                My life A disarray
                                And I Fade away

                                I am down on my knees
                                Praying beyond belief
                                The silence deafens my ears
                                And welds the shackles
                                Onto my fears

                                Lost All faith
                                Lost All trust
                                Lost All faith
                                Lost All trust

                                So withdrawn and feeling numb
                                Watching life come all undone

                                My life A disarray
                                And I Fade away

                                I am down on my knees
                                Praying beyond belief
                                The silence deafens my ears
                                And welds the shackles
                                Onto my fears

                                I have lost all faith
                                I have lost all trust
                                A sordid mesh turning to dust
                                I am lost
                                I am so numb
                                I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.
                                [Brandon Roderick? You mean Brock's Toadie?][Hanged from Yggdrasil]

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