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Try to break
Memories overtaking me
I try to face them
But I fall
It's too much to concieve
I only know that I can change
Everything just stays the same
So now I step out of the darkness
My life became cause

I just needed someone
You were just too busy with yourself
You were never there for me to express
How I felt
I just stuffed it down
Now I'm older and I feel that
I could let some of this anger fade
But it seems the surface I am scratching
Is the bed that I have made

So where were you
When all this I was going through?
You never took the time to ask me
Just what you could do
I only know that I can change
Everything else just stays the same
So now I step out of the darkness that
My life became cause

I just needed someone to talk to
You were just too busy with yourself
You were never there for me to express how I felt
I just stuffed it down
Now I'm older and I feel that
I could let some of this anger fade
But it seems the surface I am scratching
Is the bed that I have made
But I never meant to fade
I never meant to fade

I just needed someone to talk too
You were just too busy with yourself
You were never there for me to express
How I felt
I just stuffed it down
Now I'm older and I feel that
I could let some of this anger fade
But it seems the surface I scratching
Is the bed that I have made

"Fade", Staind







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DAMN, I'M ONLY A DOOM3 MODERATOR. ARIOCH?!?! MORDETH!?!?! PLEASE I WANT YOUR VIP CARDS!!11111

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With a solar knife I split the sky,
And walk right in between.
To search the answers to every "why?",
Where I have seen the unseen.

I count the stars in my hands,
And dream myself strong.
To watch them twinkle on my command,
As once a year in midwinter songs.

I stole the color of night,
To get out of your sight.
I am the visionaire,
Follow me if you dare...

"Visionaire", Tiamat

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While Zaldron has once more replied in a senseless manner, it appears Lut is having something of a song-writing competition with me.....

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Ummh, you started with the senseless posts, you never said they had to rhyme.

Oh, here's another one :

CHICAGO

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I have a feeling this is going to turn into the first 200+ replies thread since the old forums got deleted.

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<CAUTION>
WASTE OF TIME, SPACE AND MONEY

There, now that the sign is placed, you can do whatever you want...

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As long as this thread is going nowhere:

No candy-colored paradise.
No stary black-holed eyes.
No more dreams of neverend.
Through embers only dark descends.

No more comatose sleepwalking.
No feelble sideshow tonguetalking.
Not ever crucified you'd get that far.
Nor escape the shining morningstar.

No lies shall opiate our senses.
No spying glasses with shaded lenses.
No suns that burn a brighter tint.
Just lucid weaves in pristine mint.

No more angels in the snow.
No more hunting high and low.
No more water in our veins.
To seek out gold from grains.

No fight to win or lose.
No single path to choose.
No second coming at all.
Just a simple rise and fall.

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The farmer in the dell,
The farmer in the dell,
Hi-Ho the dairy-O
The farmer in the dell,




I've done nothing but show my bardic credos here :P

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You pretentious fucking losers
You've got nothing at all
You've got your fingers in your asshole
And your hand on the call
And you talk such fucking horseshit
That it's hard to believe
That you almost make careers out of being naive

You, you are a fucker 'cause you sold my guitar
You, you are a fucker, seeking fortune in bars
You, you are a fucker, 'cause you say such stupid shit
I've got a better line in pocket lint
That what you've done with it

So if you are an asshole who pretends to be a friend
Then get your ass in music, you'll be set to the end, ending
And now you've got the nerve to ask me about my temper?
Why yes, I have become a fucking happy camper!

I hate your fucking faces and your trendy cut hair
I hate the fact you think your job will go anywhere
Because its use is just the same as what I shit into the bowl
Just like the mess between your ears is like the mess in my
hole
I hate your loser friends who only come out when it's right
I hate that when it's down you run instead of fight

I'm set to think your lot in life to test the stronger ones
Will just require some chicken shit and also sneakers for the
run
I dig it away, the shit you puked instead of swallowed
In an attempt to try and find the dick instead of the load
So when you move and stand aside my mood will hamper
And yes, I will become a fucking happy camper!

Stuck in endless winter with your press to keep you sane
Wait for useless numbers to grow useful once again
Where the heat will come again, your flaw grows sick
Your flaw will send, the shit you call your business
To the place that is your end
Stuck in the winter, cold and wet
Your stupid friends have come and went
And you're left behind with your idiot job
And it's far from a prize, you fucking dink
... you're a fucking dink... yeah!
...how's this for punk? Dink!
...suck my cock, you pathetic excuse for a human being

... you're a neurotic, homophobic, racist dork... You've also got a lot of balls to dick with someone else's life, you fucking pseudo ghetto "boy in the hood" middle class white spoiled rotten bored "gangsta" wanna-be hunk of regenerated red neck bullshit! Thank Christ you don't have to rely on that staggering intellect or dynamic personality to intimidate others, shit for brains. Shut the fuck up, and get out of your parents' house and get a real job, you putz, and for god's sake, quit being such a fucking sheep!!! Now grow the hell up!!!
...dink

I let it get me down because you're in it for the glory
And I'd rather leave with reason than go dying for a story
And this whole L.A. Rock thing
That the malls are buying up
It doesn't work, it doesn't work
It's so inbred I might throw up...

And now I'm put into the middle
With the contracts and the bunk, and I always end up
Hearing, "hey, man, punk... Let's have more punk!"
So here I am to do a favour, save some hassle kiss and tell
That either way my music's shit and it ain't ever going to sell
So if you've got the gall to take this shit blown up your ass
And you've got the cash and balls to pump the same crap out
in mass
Then hell, I'll stand aside and with your plans I'll never tamper
I'll sit and write you songs and be a fucking happy camper

Yeah, send me out a contract and in clauses you will lurk
The smaller points so I can give it all and save you work
You say an album's not an album without issues left to
hamper...
Well then, fuck
...I guess I am a fucking
...happy
...fucking
...camper


Happy Camper - Strapping Young Lad

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/me responds to this post that I have made
I read the responses, no sense they make
Of course, nothing round here ever does
But that is only because

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This is going out of control, I'm begginning to beg for haikus! YUO HEEAR TAHT PEOPEL!!111?!? HAIKUS!!!1111

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THIS IS DOOMWORLD!!!!
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Welcome to DoomWorld Forums Inc., may I have your credit card number?

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THIS IS DOOMWORLD!!!!
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Welcome to DoomWorld Forums Inc., may I have your credit card number?


Haiku?

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Haiku?

Here:

In the name of thy father
and in his shadow of deceit
I bow down to nothing visible
and cringe at the blood on my feet

The cinematic death at my hands
as I watched your blind eyes cry
No plot, plan, scheme or design
brought me to this, as I decide

I grip the cross tightly, in fear
as I hold the blade as light as air
The ground speaks to me under my step
as my skin grows as thin as my hair

All recourse and fear subsides
as I force my way through your door
The terror in your eyes is my pride
and all I ask for is more

I will no longer be your slave
I declared with the might of God
I will no longer be the knave
of a man so insipid and flawed

The blade drew it's first taste
the blood ran down the hilt to my wrist
even long after your cold demise
your flesh felt the sting of my fists

My vision blurs over my feat
the blood coagulates over my flesh
I shake and tremble, still livid
but proud of killing this mesh

The cross still in hand
when poignant memories do flood
I remember my childhood
as I stand in your blood

Oh, the girl next door
I think I have always loved her
You were always drunk
acting out of rage and stupor

You lied to the minister
and you lied to the police
Drunken driving, you took her life
it is this wool you could not fleece

Having enough of your defeat
I turn to escape this scene
When I found the AA card
"Sober since 1993"

The cross still in hand
as I bow for forgiveness
Suicide only guarantees Hell
but the tears choke my chest

A decadent shotgun ages old
this relic resides on our wall
Never loaded, yet regularaly cleaned
clearly threatening in dusk, fall

Covered in blood, unbearable, shaken
the police demand my surrender
I raise this weapon, my bluff uncalled
as burns out my last burning ember

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C'mon little kiddies
Have I got a treat for you
At first it tastes all yummy
Then you start to turn blue

I'll be back again next week
Bring your friends, we'll have an ice cream treat
Mom don't like it, but he don't give a fuck
Kids come running for Satan's ice cream truck

Come on, and ask your mommy
Your pennies are in hand
If you need more than your tummy
You can get inside my van

I'll be back again next week
Bring your friends, we'll have an ice cream treat
Mom don't like it, but he don't give a fuck
Kids come running for Satan's ice cream truck

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Satan's Ice Cream Truck... I see where this is going...

I wanna know what you all
Had for dinner
I wanna watch the rodeo
I wanna big city boy
Be a man, not a boy
I'm gonna meet you on down
Beside the bayou

I wanna be in your little friend
I wanna live in your underpants
I wanna big city boy
Be a man, not a boy
I'm gonna meet you on down beside the bayou

And we'll see how it feels when it's over
And we'll see how it feels when I'm older
'Cause it's all just a waste of time
So enjoy what's on my mind
(Someone should have said)

Train won't stop
Never gonna stop
And it's coming back to carry me back home
Leave me alone
With no where to go
And ride that wind back home...

Bad devil
Bad double-decker devil

Cry for me baby
Lie for me baby
Lay down before me baby
And ride that wind back home

Bad devil
And I've seen how I'll feel when it's over
And I've seen how I'll feel when I'm older
And it's not just a waste of time
So enjoy what's on my mind

Bad devil
Bad devil

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** Edit: GG Allin's song Anal Cunt is way too violent for this forum. So...

You've got no friends
You stay home all day
You've been to every web site
Because you're fucking gay
The internet is fucking gay
You fucking faggot, loser, queer, nerd, etc.
You've got no friends
You stay home all day
You've been to every web site
Because you're fucking gay

Anal Cunt - The Internet Is Gay

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In the old haiku thread there was at least something to reply to, but now we have just a bunch of unrelated song lyrics.

I'll bring dashiva, hopefully we'll get some decent crap.

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This is English that I write into a machine. Inform me, if you think that this does in a clamp. How this tone!!

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Weaver of life, let me look and see
The pattern of my life gone by
Shown on your tapestry
Just for one second, one glance upon your loom
The flower of my childhood could appear within this room
Does it of my youth show tears of yesterday
Broken hearts within a heart as love first came my way

Did the lifeline patterns change as I became a man
An added aura untold blends as I asked for her hand
Did your golden needle sow its thread virginal white
As lovers we embraced as one upon our wedding night

Did you capture all the joys, the birth of our first son
The happiness of family made a brother for the one
The growing of the brothers, the manliness that grew
Is it there in detail, is it there to view
Do the sparks of life grow bright as one by one they wed
To live as fathers, husbands, apart from lives they've led

Are my lover's threads cut off when aged she laid to rest
My sorrow blacking out a space upon our woven crest
A gathering for the last time as her coffin slowly lain
Ash to ashes, dust to dust, one day we will regain
Does it show the visits when grandchildren on my knee
But only hearing laughter when age took my sight from me

Lastly through these last few years of loniless maybe
Does by sight a shooting star fade from your tapestry
But wait, there in the distance your loom I think I see
Could it be that after all my prayers you've answered me
After days of wondering I see the reason why
You've kept it to this minute for I'm about to die

Weaver of life, at last now I can see
The pattern of my life gone by upon your tapestry

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Six super star destroyers landing in the east
They plan to form a wall, then push us to the sea
We deployed our forces, moving to attack
Those who see their eyes, never answer back

Call the high commander
Tell him of the siege we're under
We're ready to roll, we're ready to roll
We're ready to roll, we're ready to rock

Missile silo doors are opened, coordinates are placed
Six billion tons of power, thrown back into their face
One blinding blast of light, after that we see
Their huge electric eyes staring back at me

Prepare the thunder thruster
Ultra sonic molecule buster
Get ready to roll, get ready to roll
Get ready to roll, get ready to rock

Then went to a hill on the shore and assembled the gun
To do a thing that before no one had done
Now we sit and we wait, we have nowhere to run
We see their lights through the night, turn the thunder thruster on

With a sonic boom the waves of sound are thrust
Upon our enemies, it shatters them to dust
No one left to battle, ships pools of molten lead
But our world's destroyed, who knows how many dead

Turn off the thunder thruster, dig a hole and put it under
Never to rock, never to rock
Never to rock, never to rock
Rock, rock, rock, roll

-Kryst the Conqueror

Just thought I'd join in on the fun. And some of this song reminds me of the BFG 9000. ;)

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Ummmh, I know few lyrics, I'm more an instrumental listener...I could post Silver-Hawks intro theme ;)

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