Iron Maiden, Hallowed Be Thy Name
I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time
Cos at 5 o'clock they take me to the Gallows Pole
The sands of time for me are running low
When the priest comes to read me the last rites
I take a look through the bars at the last sights
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me
Can it be there's some sort of error
Hard to stop the surmounting terror
Is it really the end not some crazy dream
Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming
It's not so easy to stop from screaming
But words escape me when I try to speak
Tears they flow but why am I crying
After all I am not afraid of dying
Don't believe that there is never an end
As the guards march me out to the courtyard
Someone calls from a cell "God be with you"
If there's a God then why has he let me die?
As I walk all my life drifts before me
And though the end is near I'm not sorry
Catch my soul cos it's willing to fly away
Mark my words please believe my soul lives on
Please don't worry now that I have gone
I've gone beyond to see the truth
When you know that your time is close at hand
maybe then you'll begin to understand
Life down there is just a strange illusion.
Nick Cave, Red Right Hand
Take a litle walk to the edge of town
Go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms,
like a bird of doom
As it shifts and cracks
Where secrets lie in the border fires,
in the humming wires
Hey man, you know
you're never coming back
Past the square, past the bridge,
past the mills, past the stacks
On a gathering storm comes
a tall handsome man
In a dusty black coat with
a red right hand
He'll wrap you in his arms,
tell you that you've been a good boy
He'll rekindle all the dreams
it took you a lifetime to destroy
He'll reach deep into the hole,
heal your shrinking soul
Hey buddy, you know you're
never ever coming back
He's a god, he's a man,
he's a ghost, he's a guru
They're whispering his name
through this disappearing land
But hidden in his coat
is a red right hand
You ain't got no money?
He'll get you some
You ain't got no car? He'll get you one
You ain't got no self-respect,
you feel like an insect
Well don't you worry buddy,
cause here he comes
Through the ghettos and the barrio
and the bowery and the slum
A shadow is cast wherever he stands
Stacks of green paper in his
red right hand
You'll see him in your nightmares,
you'll see him in your dreams
He'll appear out of nowhere but
he ain't what he seems
You'll see him in your head,
on the TV screen
And hey buddy, I'm warning
you to turn it off
He's a ghost, he's a god,
he's a man, he's a guru
You're one microscopic cog
in his catastrophic plan
Designed and directed by
his red right hand
White Zombie, Blood, Milk, And Sky
The siren sings a
Lonely song of all the
Wants and hungers
The lust of love a brute
Desire - the ledge of life
Goes under - Divide the
Dream into the flesh
Kaleidoscope and -
Candle eyes - Empty
Winds scrape on the
Soul - but never stop
To realize -
Animal whisperings
Intoxicate the night
Hypnotize the deperate
Slow motion light - Wash
Away into the rain
Blood, milk and sky
Hollow moons illuminate
And beauty never dies
Running wild running blind
I breathe the body deep
1,000 years beside myself
I do not sleep - Seduce
The world it never
Screams Dead water lies
Ride the only one who
Knows - Beauty never dies
Macavity: The Mystery Cat
Cats: Macavity
Macavity! Macavity's a mystery cat
He's called the Hidden Paw
For he's a master criminal who can defy the law
He's the bafflement of Scotland Yard
The Flying Squad's despair
For when they reach the scene of crime Macavity's not there!
Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity
He's broken every human law
He breaks the law of gravity
His powers of levitation would make a fakir stare
And when you reach the scene of crime Macavity's not there!
You may seek him in the basement
You may look up in the air
But I tell you once and once again
Macavity's not there!
Macavity's a ginger cat
He's very tall and thin
You would know him if you saw him for his eyes are sunken in
His brow is deeply lined in thought
His head is highly domed
His coat is dusty from neglect
His whiskers are uncombed
He sways his head from side to side
With movements like a snake
And when you think he's half asleep
He's always wide awake!
Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity
For he's a fiend in feline shape
A monster of depravity
You may meet him in a by-street
You may see him in the square
But when a crime's discovered then Macavity's not there!
He's outwardly respectable
I know he cheats at cards
And his footprints are not found in any files of Scotland Yard's
And when the larder's looted
Or the jewel cases rifled
Or when the milk is missing
Or another Peke's been stifled
Or the greenhouse glass is broken and the trellis past repair
There's the wonder of the thing:
Macavity's not there!
Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity
There never was a cat of such deceitfulness and suavity
He always has an alibi and one or two to spare
Whatever time the deed took place, Macavity wasn't there!
And they say that all the cats whose wicked deeds are widely known
(I might mention Mungojerrie, Rumpelteazer, Griddlebone)
Are nothing more than agents for the cat who all the time
Just controls the operations
The Napoleon of Crime!
Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity
He's a fiend in feline shape
A monster of depravity
You may meet him in a by-street
You may see him in the square
But when a crime's discovered then Macavity's not there!
Alice In Chains, Down In A Hole
Bury me softly in this womb
I give this part of me for you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers in a tomb... in bloom
Down in a hole and I don't know if I can be saved
See my heart I decorate it like a grave
You don't understand who they thought I was supposed to be
Look at me now a man who won't let himself be
Down in a hole, feeling so small
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
I'd like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied
Down in a hole and they've put all the stones in their place
I've eaten the sun so my tongue has been burned of the taste
I have been guilty of kicking myself in the teeth
I will speak no more of my feelings beneath
Down in a hole, feeling so small
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
I'd like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied
Bury me softly in this womb (Oh I want to be inside of you)
I give this part of me for you (Oh I want to be inside of you)
Sand rains down and here I sit (Oh I want to be inside of you)
Holding rare flowers in a tomb... in bloom (Oh I want to be inside)
Down in a hole, feelin' so small
Down in a hole, losin' my soul
Down in a hole, feelin' so small
Down in a hole, out of control
I'd like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied
Tool, H.
What's coming through is alive.
What's holding up is a mirror.
But what's singing songs is a snake
Looking to turn this piss to wine.
They're both totally void of hate,
But killing me just the same.
The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been.
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again.
And I feel this coming over like a storm again.
Considerately.
Venomous voice, tempts me,
Drains me, bleeds me,
Leaves me cracked and empty.
Drags me down like some sweet gravity.
The snake behind me hisses
What my damage could have been.
My blood before me begs me
Open up my heart again.
And I feel this coming over like a storm again.
I am too connected to you to
Slip away, to fade away.
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me,
And considerately killing me.
Without the skin,
Beneath the storm,
Under these tears
The walls came down.
And the snake is drowned and
As I look in his eyes,
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of those times.
I could have cried then.
I should have cried then.
And as the walls come down and
As I look in your eyes
My fear begins to fade
Recalling all of the times
I have died
and will die.
It's all right.
I don't mind.
I am too connected to you to
Slip away, to fade away.
Days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me,
And considerately killing me.
Alice In Chains, Nutshell
We chase misprinted lies
We face the path of time
And yet I fight, and yet I fight
This battle all alone
No one to cry to
No place to call home
My gift of self is raped
My privacy is raked
And yet I find, yet I find
Repeating in my head
If I can't be my own
I'd feel better dead
Tool, Bottom
My compassion is broken now. My will is eroded,
and my desire stolen and it makes me feel ugly.
I'm on my knees and burning.
My piss and moans are the fuel that set my head on fire.
So smell my soul burning.
I'm broken, looking up to see the enemy.
I have swallowed the poison you feed me ...
but I survive on it ,
and it leaves me guilt fed, hatred fed, weakness fed..
and I feel ugly, and dead inside.
Shit adds up at the bottom.
You've left me no choice but to go inside and rebuild
what's broken.
Too much , too far , too late to lie down now.
I must arm myself to fight you
by making weapons out of my imperfections.
It's all I have left.
There's no other choice.
I'm shameless, nameless, nothing, and noone now.
But my soul must be iron for my fear is naked.
I'm naked and fearless.
But I'm dead inside.
You see.. shit adds up, now I'm dead inside.
Hatred, weakness, and guilt keep me alive
at the bottom.
Megadeth, Mastermind
Anonymous existence, rendered useless to mankind
Destroy the logic volume in the confines of the mind
Enmassed and purposeless, marching in a perfect line
Neo-neuro torture, mental meltdown, a heinous crime
Mastermind, I tell you what to think
I tell you what you need
I tell you what to feel
Invade the core of souls to wipe the lives away
Design vacant beings, welcome the inhuman race
Encrypted horror codes, directive psyche overwrite
Processing brains to pabulum, delete and format living drives
I tell you what's real
Hail to the power age, lest the viral hour comes
Raise the flag of voltage, bow to circuitry unknown
Kneel before the processor, lords of static laugh
Electrons in submission, you must know who I am
I tell you what to think
I didn't care what you thought
I tell you waht to get
I don't care what you got
Subject
Black Sabbath, Luke's Wall/War Pigs
Generals gathered in their masses
just like witches at black masses
evil minds that plot destruction
sorcerers of death's construction
in the fields the bodies burning as the war machine keeps turning
death and hatred to mankind
poisoning their brainwashed minds... Oh lord yeah!
Politicians hide themselves away
they only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait 'till their judgement day comes, yeah!
Now in darkness, world stops turning
Ashes where the bodies burning
No more war pigs of the power
Hand of god has struck the hour
Day of judgement, god is calling on their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
ALL RIGHT NOW!
Venom, Speed King
Good golly said little Miss Molly
When she was rockin in the house of the blue light
Tooty Fruity was oh so rotty
Rockin to the east and west
Loucile was oh so real
When she didn't do her daddy's will
Come on baby, drive me crazy
You can do it, you can do it
I'm a speed king, hear me sing
Yes, I'm a speed king, see me fly
Sat night and I just got paid
Gonna fool about now aint gonna save
People gonna rock, people gonna roll
Gonna have a party to save my soul
Heard headed woman, soft heart man
they been causin trouble since it all began
Take a little rice, take a little beans
gonna rock and roll down to New Orleans
Cause I'm a speed king
hear me sing, speed king, see me fly
Good golly said little Miss Molly
Whe she was rockin in the house of the blue light
Tooty Fruity was oh so rotty
Rockin to the east and west
Heard headed woman, soft heart man
they been causin trouble since it all began
Take a little rice, take a little beans
gonna rock and roll down to New Orleans
Tool, Disgustipated
And the angel of the lord came unto me, snatching me up from my place of slumber. And took me on high, and higher still until we moved to the spaces betwixt the air itself. And he brought me into a vast farmlands of our own midwest. And as we descended, cries of impending doom rose from the soil. One thousand, nay a million voices full of fear. And terror possesed me then. And I begged, "Angel of the Lord, what are these tortured screams?" And the angel said unto me, "These are the cries of the carrots, the cries of the carrots! You see, Reverend Maynard, tomorrow is harvest day and to them it is the holocaust." And I sprang from my slumber drenched in sweat like the tears of one million terrified brothers and roared, "Hear me now, I have seen the light! They have a consciousness, they have a life, they have a soul! Damn you! Let the rabbits wear glasses! Save our brothers!" Can I get an amen? Can I get a hallelujah? Thank you Jesus.
Life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on........
This is necessary.
It was daylight when you woke up in your ditch. You looked up at your sky then. That made blue be your color. You had your knife there with you too. When you stood up there was goo all over your clothes. Your hands were sticky. You wiped them on your grass, so now your color was green. Oh Lord, why did everything always have to keep changing like this. You were already getting nervous again. Your head hurt and it rang when you stood up. Your head was almost empty. It always hurt you when you woke up like this. You crawled up out of your ditch onto your gravel road and began to walk, waiting for the rest of your mind to come back to you. You can see the car parked far down the road and you walked toward it. "If God is our Father," you thought, "then Satan must be our cousin." Why didn't anyone else understand these important things? You got to your car and tried all the doors. They were locked. It was a red car and it was new. There was an expensive leather camera case laying on the seat. Out across your field
, you could see two tiny people walking by your woods. You began to walk towards them. Now red was your color and, of course, those little people out there were yours too.
| Tuesday. 10.26.04 10:28 pm Two more turns and I was home free. I could still hear the rustling of the four legged beast behind me. He was fast, really fast, but I had a head start. We raced through the thick darkness frantically. I could hear his heavy breathing get closer and closer. He wouldn't win this time.
We raced across the grassy front yard, which seemed much bigger than it actually was. I could barely make out the two trees at the front of the driveway in the dark. I knew once I reached the trees, the advantage would be mine. The beast was about at my heals by the time we reached the driveway.
I made a sharp right, as fast as I could. The four legged animal was not near as agile, and was forced to make a much wider turn. I had gained some valuable distance between me and the animal. Now we both sprinted down the drive way as fast as we could. The beast began to bark wildly.
Just as I was about to enter the lighted area of the flood lights, a black object leaped out of the bushes at me. It's leap was quick and frightening. It mannaged to claw my leg, and I saw the creature's eyes reflect a small amount of the light from the flood lights. Evil, pure evil... The beast behind me began circling me and jumping at me. It relentlessly barked and yelped.
I knew who my attacker was, it was Blue! He was feeling playful again... and Shai wouldn't stop running around me trying to herd me. These are the things that make life oh so exciting.
Well... this is basically what happens every time I take the dog out at night so he can do his business. Yeah I know, sounds real exciting... but it's real annoying in reality.
 bahh, I still feel rather void of writing creativity lately...
- hmmm Dark Stalkers was a good video game too
Comment! (9) | Recommend! Jedi Don't Eat Vegetables Wednesday. 10.20.04 2:27 pm Vegetables... something about eating a plant... it's just not natural I tell you. I don't think humans were meant to eat vegetables. This is why I've boycotted them completely. They're not good for you , and they taste horrible... yes that's right, they are not good for you.
ok, so here is my theory:
Humans are meant to eat meat, you can get all the the benefits of eating a vegetable out of eating meat. How is this possible you ask? It's quite simple really. By eating meat, you are therefore eating the vegetables and grains that animal had eaten. Say you feed a pig a carrot... eating that pig would give you the nutrients of ten carrots!
Basically it all goes back to the old saying, "you are what you eat". So if that pig eats carrots, it is basically a big carrot it's self (with some added protien and fat). So we really don't need to eat vegetables as you can see. What we need to do is feed animals more vegetables, instead of hay and crap. I know it would be expensive, but better them eat that stuff than us.
Fruits would still be a problem however. You can feed a pig all the carrots you want, but feed him a bannana and all the sudden it's unethical. So you would still have to eat fruit along with your meat... no big deal, fruit actually tastes good.
Need more proof of my new found logic? Look at what happend when you feed a cow nothing but meat... mad cow disease. You cannot cut vegetables otu completely, that's why we need to just have the animals eat them... if no one eats the vegetables... then no one gets their needed nutrients. By having the animals eat them, we get the nutrients from the vegetables kinda as hand-me-downs.
 Remeber, if you want to grow up and be a powerful Jedi, eat your meat
--Btw, did anyone else notice that some people on Tatooine live in iglu's? ... they live in the desert and they have iglus! what kind of nonsense is that! it's rediculous... it doesn't even make sense! I wish George Lucas would think these things through once in a while!
Comment! (10) | Recommend! Wednesday. 10.13.04 2:13 am So yeah, haven't been in much of a creative writing mood in a while. Infact, I haven't felt like writing in a long time. Oh well, I guess there is no controling fate, right?
So anyways, I've been drawing alot lately. I've just started to get into using prisma pencils (kinda like expensive coloured pencils). They're time consuming, but you can get some really rich colour out of them... Although you feel bad every time your pencil lead breaks, because they cost so much.
So anyways, here is the most recent picture I have drawn. I decided to only post one, to be fare to people not on broad band.
-Keep in mind this is a low quality picture taken from a webcam-
If you don't recognize who that is, it's Harlequin from Chrono Cross (my favorite character, next to Lynx).
 meh, sorry I got nothing interesting to update... I just felt I needed to update something... Comment! (11) | Recommend! Thursday. 9.30.04 11:06 pm Well I don't know which candidate to vote for. It's my belief that voting for a presidant shouldn't feel like you are compromising. Infact, you should feel very strongly in your possition on who you are voting for. I just don't feel strongly for either Bush or Kerry.
What this country needs is a hero. Someone that isn't afraid to stand up against the forces of evil, and do so intelligently. We need someone that is also passionate and concerned with the quality of life at home. There is only one problem, heros are hard to find.
Well friends I have solved the problem. I've found a candidate that I could vote for with full confidence. (no I am not talking about Nader). This is a candidate that is brave and confident. He is a candidate that would never let me down. This is why I am going to have to vote Optimus Prime for president!
 Autobots transform!
Oh and on another note, my blog has been restored to it's former glory. Hurray! Well... it's slower now... much slower, cause I'm using a different image server. Anyways, sorry to all you 56k users out there.
Comment! (9) | Recommend! Wednesday. 9.15.04 7:00 pm Then I came to a glosy black wall and all was hidden from my site. It's like I went from being able to see everything to being able to see everything but what I want to see. There it was, this impenitrable shiny black wall of secrecy.
This wall, I could not get passed the wall, despite all my efforts. The best that I could see was my own reflection. This wall was in my way, and it was pissing me off. I wanted to be able to see, I needed to be able to see.
What lies on the other side of this towering black wall? Perhaps one's greatest desires lie on the otherside... or perhaps our darkest, most dreaded fears. I wouldn't know, as my eyes proved useless to penetrating this hulking black abomination.
I had to be able to see though, it was imperative that I look beyond the darkness. It was necessary for me to be able to move forward. Granted forward was not the same direction as the wall. However, one must know their surroundings before they move on, or else you could make a horrible mistake. I dared not move without knowing what was beyond my site.
My frustration grew, this waiting, this guessing, it was madening. I wish I could have moved the wall myself. Buy alas, I was powerless to move this huge object from my view. All I was able to do, is sit, and wait. The heat began to set in.
My back became damp from sweat, my hair started to drip salty beads from my head. My face became moist with the salty liquid as well, furthering my growing frustration. Sweat began to roll into my eyes, causeing small amounts of pain. I began to wipe my face off about every two seconds. It was all I could do to fight off this horrible heat.
Then, just as my sanity began to leave my body, the wall moved. Not just a little mind you, the large black object moved across the street. At last, I could see, and it was beautiful. There were no cars coming and I was safe to go. The moment of triumph was at hand. I had defeated all odds, and defeated the wall.
Damn there are so many of those things around here... I dreaded to think of how many more I might encounter on the way home. Best not to think about it... best to enjoy the freedom before I am faced with another situation like that. Damn I hate huge Sport Utility Vehicles with tinted windows.
 Perhaps they should put parascopes on cars, so that we can see over the SUV's. Comment! (8) | Recommend! Thursday. 9.9.04 8:52 pm So what does the color yellow mean to you? Perhaps it has some sort of personal meaning... maybe it just reminds you of something... or maybe you have no feelings on it at all. Yellow is a warm color, and a very bright color as well.
So what right? Who cares about a stupid color... It's not really that important at all really... just something odd I noticed about it... Apparently somewhere along the line yellow became the national color for sport.
I'm serious, every time I see a sport edition of anything it has large yellow areas on it. This applies for almost all electronics. Surely everyone has seen those sport edition portable cd players, and sport watches... They always have a ton of yellow on them.
Another thing I noticed about these so called "sport editions", is that other than bulky yellow parts... nothing is different. I've come to the conclusion, that the color yellow must containe some sort of special powers... the powers of sport!
The color yellow is very special, why else would they use it for pritty much everything that says sport edition on it? Yellow containes the uncanny power to resist water. Yup, that is right, just paint part of something yellow, and it is naturally water proofed. Incredible isn't it?
Another one of the color yellow's special abilities, is to resist shock. This means that it is completely impervious to physical blows. Once an object has been painted with the color yellow, it becomes invulnerable to any physical dammage.
With both the power of water resistence, and invulnerability, it's easy to see why the color yellow is used so often on "sports edition" items. With so many special abilities, the color yellow is obviously the most superior color in exhistence.
 Excuse me while I go paint all of my stuff yellow. Comment! (9) | Recommend! |