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Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Monday, June 13, 2011
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Monday, January 18, 2010
Who watches the watchers?

This city's afraid of me. I've seen it's true face. The streets are extended gutters, and the gutters are full of blood. And when the drains finally scab over, all of the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their their sex and murder will foam up around their waist, and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout,
"Save us!"
And I'll whisper,
"No".
Now the whole world stands on the brink, staring down into bloody hell. All of those liberals and intellectuals, and smooth talkers, and all of a sudden no one can think of anything to say. Beneath me, this awful city. It screams like an abottoir full of retarded children. And the night reeks of fornication and bad consciences...
From my favorite character from any comic book-based movie ever.
Friday, January 15, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
This is War
This is a call to arms, gather soldiers
Time to go to war
This is a battle song, brothers and sisters
Time to go to war
Did you ever believe?
Were you ever a dreamer?
Ever imagine heart open and free?
Did you ever deny?
Were you ever a traitor?
Ever in love with your bloodless disease?
This is a call to arms, gather soldiers
Time to go to war
This is a battle song, brothers and sisters
Time to go to war
Ever want to be free?
Do you even remember?
Want to be god and devil like me?
Ever want to just stop?
Do you want to surrender?
Or fight for victory?
Here we are at the start, I can feel the beating of our hearts
Here we are at the start...
Darkness falls, here comes the rain to wash away the past and the names
Darkness falls, here comes the rain to end it all, the blood and the game
Far, far away in a land that time can't change
Long, long ago in a place of hearts and gold
Far, far away in a land that time can't change
Long, long ago in a place of hearts and gold
This is a call to arms, gather soliders
Time to go to war (Far, far away...)
This is a battle song, brothers and sisters
Time to go to war (Long, long ago...)
This is a call to arms, gather soliders
Time to go to war (Far, far away...)
This is a battle song, brothers and sisters
Time to go to war
This is a call to arms, way of the night
This is a battle song, way of the night
Monday, October 12, 2009
Paradox
Bite your tongue until it bleeds.
This pain is worth more than what you have to say.
Swallow your pride because silence is golden,
And I wouldn't pay a penny to hear your thoughts.
Lie down your guard and surrender.
All that you're proving is your ignorance.
Choose your words carefully.
He that keeps his mouth keeps his life.
He that opens his lips too wide
Shall bring on his own destruction.
Bite your tongue until it bleeds.
The pain is worth more than what you have to say.
Swallow your pride.
Swallow your pride because silence is golden,
And I wouldn't pay a penny to hear your thoughts.
Lie down your guard.
Lie down your guard and surrender.
Monday, July 20, 2009
Children tortured before parents, raped, all covered up by Bush/Cheney and our media
...and Obama, and his Handlers
(caution: GRAPHIC descriptions)
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Empathy is what keeps men from becoming MONSTERS.
They did it brazenly in front of other prisoners. Nothing but a sheet separated the sound of screaming and the torment of children.
This is how you create your own insurgency.

Read more...
Related: Torture tactics merely part of a larger pattern
there must be
serenity
there must be
deliverence
deeper I'm falling
I am descending
into the arms of sorrow
(caution: GRAPHIC descriptions)
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Empathy is what keeps men from becoming MONSTERS.They did it brazenly in front of other prisoners. Nothing but a sheet separated the sound of screaming and the torment of children.
This is how you create your own insurgency.

Read more...
Related: Torture tactics merely part of a larger pattern
there must be
serenity
there must be
deliverence
deeper I'm falling
I am descending
into the arms of sorrow
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Not Your Granny's Gospel Music
Grammy Award-nominated song "Nothing Left", from Christian metalcore band As I Lay Dying. I'm posting this because of all the boogyman screams coming from the boob-tube about pandemics and quarantines. And because they just kick arse.
The video has a part 2: this time to the song "The Sound of Truth".
If the pandemic alert level is raised to 6, the highest level, I'd better be hacking my neighbors up with a chainsaw or something because they changed into flesh-eating zombies. If not, shut the #@!% up.
The video has a part 2: this time to the song "The Sound of Truth".
If the pandemic alert level is raised to 6, the highest level, I'd better be hacking my neighbors up with a chainsaw or something because they changed into flesh-eating zombies. If not, shut the #@!% up.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
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