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Post by Rasec Von Wizzlbang on Sept 3, 2007 20:44:30 GMT -5
You wanted power and you begged for fame
You wanted everything the easy way
You wanted gain without pain
Now your bills is in the mail
You got stronger but your mind got weak
You made a promise you couldn't keep
You had it all - You lost more
It's all there in the fee
Via hell incorporated (regeneration)
1st you love it then you hate it (you're such a saint)
And now you're never gonna make it (bad situation)
Get on get on down
there's hell to pay 'cause
The devil is a loser and he's my bitch
For better or for worse and you don't care which
The devil is a loser and he's my bitch
Runnin' into trouble you skitch
He's my bitch
You wanted riches and license to kill
Yuo got poverty and then you got ill
You got poor and you lost your will
All your dreams unfulfilled
I get my kicks when you blow your fuse
No-one got killed but that's no excuse
Hands up, I let you know when it's done
I've got the only gun
The devil is a loser and he's my bitch
For better or for worse and you don't care which
The devil is a loser and he's my bitch
Runnin' into trouble you skitch
He's my bitch
And there were no refunds
Just failing guarantees
"Confess your sins, son"
Said the preacher on TV
You got yourself some greasepaint
Set of white and black
All you got was laughter and
Gene Simmons on your back
'Cause The devil is a loser and he's my bitch
For better or for worse and you don't care which
The devil is a loser and he's my bitch
Runnin' into trouble you skitch
He's my bitch
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Post by Werewolf on Sept 9, 2007 20:29:55 GMT -5
Ahem NEVER do dat.
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Post by Rasec Von Wizzlbang on Sept 12, 2007 16:29:27 GMT -5
What? Make fun of the Devil?
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Post by Werewolf on Sept 14, 2007 23:01:39 GMT -5
Yeah, I said I don't like him, but that is just as bad. You should be careful with that because he could kill us all right now if he wanted to. In your heart you can hate him all you want.
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Post by Rasec Von Wizzlbang on Sept 15, 2007 13:06:43 GMT -5
Im not afraid of him. He's got no influence over me.
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Post by Rasec Von Wizzlbang on Sept 15, 2007 13:09:37 GMT -5
Besides, If that was the case, doncha think he would have eviscerated the band who wrote that song?
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Post by Werewolf on Sept 19, 2007 23:24:28 GMT -5
I don't know where that band could be, teasing him here is one thing, but NEVER go in his face and say that.
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Post by Rasec Von Wizzlbang on Sept 20, 2007 15:58:50 GMT -5
I love that Band(Lordi).
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Post by Werewolf on Sept 28, 2007 22:41:35 GMT -5
Im not afraid of him. He's got no influence over me. You shouldn't tease any spirits, but you're right, if he has no influence on you, then you don't need to fear him! ;D |
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Post by Rasec Von Wizzlbang on Sept 29, 2007 1:31:37 GMT -5
I try not to tease spirits.
Unless they've earned the Teasing, or if I'm feeling arrogant and invincible...
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Post by Werewolf on Sept 30, 2007 0:37:20 GMT -5
Lol!
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Post by Rasec Von Wizzlbang on Oct 24, 2008 17:02:23 GMT -5
"What we've got here is failure to communicate.
Some men you just can't reach...
So, you get what we had here last week,
which is the way he wants it!
Well, he gets it!
N' I don't like it any more than you men." *
Look at your young men fighting...
Look at your women crying...
Look at your young men dying...
The way they've always done before...
Look at the hate we're breeding...
Look at the fear we're feeding....
Look at the lives we're leading...
The way we've always done before...
My hands are tied...
The billions shift from side to side,
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride,
For the love of God, and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide,
And history hides the lies of our civil wars....
D'you wear a black armband,
When they shot the man,
Who said "Peace could last forever"?
And in my first memories,
They shot Kennedy,
I went numb when I learned to see...
So I never fell for Vietnam,
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all,
That you can't trust freedom,
When it's not in your hands,
When everybody's fightin'
For their promised land....
And
I don't need your civil war...
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor...
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store...
(Ain't that fresh)
I don't need your civil war...
Look at the shoes your filling...
Look at the blood we're spilling...
Look at the world we're killing...
The way we've always done before...
Look in the doubt we've wallowed...
Look at the leaders we've followed...
Look at the lies we've swallowed...
And I don't want to hear no more...
My hands are tied...
For all I've seen has changed my mind...
But still the wars go on, as the years go by,
With no love of God or human rights...
'Cause all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized,
Who carry the cross of homicide,
And history bears the scars of our civil wars...
"We practice selective annihilation of mayors
And government officials
For example to create a vacuum
Then we fill that vacuum
As popular war advances
Peace is closer"
I don't need your civil war...
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor...
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store...
(Ain't that fresh)
And I don't need your civil war...
I don't need your civil war...
I don't need your civil war...
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store...
(Ain't that fresh)
I don't need your civil war...
I don't need one more war...
I don't need one more war...
(Whaz so civil 'bout war anyway?)
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Post by Werewolf on Oct 24, 2008 18:17:45 GMT -5
Wow, I must have been nuts last year...
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Post by Rasec Von Wizzlbang on Oct 24, 2008 18:22:29 GMT -5
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Post by Rasec Von Wizzlbang on Apr 25, 2009 5:07:20 GMT -5
Never again will I be dishonored,
And never again will I be reminded,
Of living within the world of the jaded,
They kill inspiration,
It's my obligation,
To never again, allow this to happen,
Where do I begin?
The choices are endless...
Denying the sin,
My art, my redemption,
I carry the torch of my fathers before me...
The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away!
There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice!
To change myself, I'd rather die!
Though they will not understand...
I won't make the greatest sacrifice,
You can't predict where the outcome lies!
You'll never take me alive!
I'm alive!
I'm alive!
I'm alive!
Change again, cannot be considered...
I rage again, dispelling my anger!
Where do I begin?
The choices are endless...
My art, my redemption, my only salvation.
I carry the gift that I have been blessed with,
My soul is adrift in oceans of madness...
Repairing the rift that you have created!
I am not alone, brothers, give me your arms now!
The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away!
There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice!
To change myself, I'd rather die!
Though they will not understand...
I won't make the greatest sacrifice,
You can't predict where the outcome lies!
You'll never take me alive!
I'm no slave,
Are you feeling brave?
Or have you gone out of your mind?
No more games,
It won't feel the same,
If I hold my anger inside!
There's no meaning,
My soul is bleeding,
I've had enough of your kind!
One suggestion, use your discretion!
Before you label me blind!
The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away!
There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice!
To change myself, I'd rather die!
Though they will not understand...
I won't make the greatest sacrifice,
You can't predict where the outcome lies!
You'll never take me aliiiiiiiiiive!
I'm alive!
I'm alive!
I'm alive!
I'm alive!
I'm alive!
I'm alive!
I'm alive!
I'm alive!
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