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lunes, abril 09, 2012

And The Game Is Over

Seekers, finders,
Losers, winners,
Seek it, find it,
Lose it, win it over,

Hide the truth beneath the sun,
And guard it with your daddy's gun,

Always ready, rifle at your shoulder,
Stop, get back, get away, you told her,

A shot fired, one less round in the chamber,
Saw her life spiraling down,
In her eyes, you saw the burning fear of danger,
She then fell, heavily and fast, on the ground,

And now you want to be taken to the river,
To wash your bloody sins away,
Now you want to be taken to the river,
To watch the night turn to day,

Eternity goes by and still you're guilty,
Where has it gone, your innocence,
With bloddy red it has been tainted,
Run fast and away from your sinnerous presence,

Coming to the ocean, standing at the shore,
Naked, in the sun, staring at the door,
Behind which awaits, the god that you adore,
The maker of the truth you had to kill for,

The Lord is with thee, and you and me,
He's not with him too, is He?,
No, our Father stands with us,

Liars, cheaters,
Fakers, war makers,
Lie, cheat, fake and make war,
Why'd you make me shoot her for,

Her eyes, once warm, are now cold,
Her face, pale, now lies under the sun of gold,

Beware of the bad wolf my child,
Her Father said, with a smile,
Go out into the woods and find the truth,
Don't return, until you do,

Eagerly and precocious she began to run,
As she ran, the sky got more and more pale,
She knew herself to be closer to the sun,
The secret truth, would soon be unveiled,

She saw the young man with the gun, she was near,
From up high a bramble fell in front of her shoe,
When she started to run, the bramble's crack was all the two of 'em could hear,
I've got to find the truth, I've got to find the truth,

She ran, he stood,
He fired, turned her into worm food,

Seekers, finders,
Losers, winners,
Seek it, find it,
Lose it, and the game is over,


The Hard, Cold Ground

Well, now listen baby,
You can stretch me out,
Well, now listen honey,
You can wind me up,

Now, I said listen to me darling,
You can turn me on, yes you can,
I want you to listen to me babe,
I need to make you understand,

That you can do all the things,
That you and I know, you do so well,
You're a sinful saint,
Cast out from the heavens of hell,
You can get away with anything,
Even murder,
You old devil woman,
Take me on further down, down, down,
The road you took, took, took,
A while ago, just take a good, good, look,
At where you step, 'cause otherwise,
You could hit, the hard, cold ground,

Watch your step,
Don't you go trippin' on me now,
Before you lose your head,
And evaporate into the clouds,

You say you want some danger,
Now listen here, beautiful stranger,
Everything comes at a price,
Even a razor-sharp hunting knife, waving freely in your eyes,

So tread the path you're on carefully,
With your eyes peeled open,
Otherwise you could, ever so gracefully,
Slip and come a-falling down, down, down,
The rabbit hole, and hoping all the while, while, while,
You could hit the floor, floor, floor, already baby,
But it's gonna take some time, time, time,
Before you hit the hard, cold ground,

So if you wanna dance,
Be sure to check your stance,
'Cause it would shatter my soul,
If I had to see you fall,
And hit the hard, cold ground,

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Only through yer own eyes can you really start to see mate. Society's not the way, and if it is, it's the wrong one. It's whole concept's based on the assumption that we're all alike, when we're not, we're different, and it's whithing that difference that exists our humanity. So fuck the white collars and the legislatures, the law-makers and the lawyers, the politicians and the lobbiests, the judges and the criminals, the cops and the felons, hang them all, and let them all burn slowly in the pire. Burn the flags and constitutions from every country in the world, disband the nations and bring down the boarders and limits. Burn the wallstreet-behaving bastards along with all the bankers and all the other money-mungering whores who fuck people up for a living. Burn the labels you have on God, abandon the believe that those narrow and hard to walk fucking paths, those box size jails, that all the various religions are, are the only ways to peace and love, 'cuz they really lead only to one place, destruction. And those two things everyone's always yappin' on about, exist withing ourselves, they reside only in our souls, they cannot be found out there in the world. That's why some people are miserable in one particular place and others are happy in the same fucking place. Happiness and peace, we choose to show them or hide them, in the end it's up to you, you wanna be happy? Burn the "social" version of "you", exorcise it if you will, only then will you trully come to know who the fuck you are, what you're fucking made of. See life through your own eyes, not through someone else's. Be yourself, let things be, stop trying to be perfect, and be free, only then will you trully be happy and at peace... CHEERS!
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