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  • Introspection
    Introspection

    I've been listening to just a little of that old debasing stuff. Seriously, I didn't want to change the tone of the cafe thread or anything so I thought a separate thread would be best. A little Iron Maiden to start us off:

    2 Minutes to Midnight
    Adrian Smith, Bruce Dickinson

    Kill for gain or shoot to maim
    But we don't need a reason
    The Golden Goose is on the loose
    And never out of season
    Some blackened pride still burns inside
    This shell of bloody treason
    Here's my gun for a barrel of fun
    For the love of living death.

    CHORUS
    The killer's breed or the demon's seed,
    The glamour, the fortune, the pain,
    Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain,
    But don't you pray for my soul anymore.
    2 minutes to midnight
    The hands that threaten doom.
    2 minutes to midnight
    To kill the unborn in the womb.

    The blind men shout let the creatures out
    We'll show the unbelievers
    The napalm screams of human flames
    Of a prime time Belsen feast...YEAH!
    As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat and lick the gravy,
    We oil the jaws of the war machine and feed it with our babies.

    CHORUS

    The body bags and little rags of children torn in two
    And the jellied brains of those who remain to put the finger right on you.
    As the madmen play on words and make us all dance to their song,
    To the tune of starving millions to make a better kind of gun.

    CHORUS

    Midnight...all night...

  • Introspection
    Introspection

    Couple more, good old Metallica songs:

    Disposable Heroes

    Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
    No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
    running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
    Victim of what said should be
    a servant `til I fall

    Soldier boy, made of clay
    now an empty shell
    twenty one, only son
    but he served us well
    Bred to kill, not to care
    just do as we say
    finished here, Greeting Death
    he's yours to take away

    Back to the front
    you will do what I say, when I say
    Back to the front
    you will die when I say, you must die
    Back to the front
    you coward
    you servant
    you blindman

    Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now
    sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
    More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends
    bodies fill the fields I see
    the slaughter never ends

    Soldier boy, made of clay
    now an empty shell
    twenty one, only son
    but he served us well
    Bred to kill, not to care
    just do as we say
    finished here, Greeting Death
    he's yours to take away

    Back to the front
    you will do what I say, when I say
    Back to the front
    you will die when I say, you must die
    Back to the front
    you coward
    you servant
    you blindman

    Why, Am I dying?
    Kill, have no fear
    Lie, live off lying
    Hell, Hell is here

    I was born for dying

    Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
    had no chance to see myself, molded day by day
    Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
    left to die with only friend
    Alone I clench my gun

    Soldier boy, made of clay
    now an empty shell
    twenty one, only son
    but he served us well
    Bred to kill, not to care
    just do as we say
    finished here, Greeting Death
    he's yours to take away

    Back to the front
    you will do what I say, when I say
    Back to the front
    you will die when I say, you must die
    Back to the front
    you coward
    you servant
    you blindman

    Back to the front.

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    Lepher Messiah

    Spineless from the start, sucked into the part
    circus comes to town, you play the lead clown
    Please, please
    spreading his disease, living by his story
    Knees, knees
    falling to your knees, suffer for his glory
    You will

    Time for lust, time for lie
    time to kiss your life goodbye
    Send me money, send me green
    Heaven you will meet
    Make a contribution
    and you'll get a better seat
    Bow to Leper Messiah

    Marvel at his tricks, need your Sunday fix
    blind devotion came, rotting your brain
    Chain, chain
    Join the endless chain
    Fame, Fame
    Infection is the game, stinking drunk with power
    We see

    Time for lust, time for lie
    time to kiss your life goodbye
    Send me money, send me green
    Heaven you will meet
    Make a contribution
    and you'll get a better seat
    Bow to Leper Messiah

    Bow to Leper Messiah
    Witchery, weakening
    Sees the sheep are gathering
    set the trap, hypnotize
    now you follow

    Time for lust, time for lie
    time to kiss your life goodbye
    Send me money, send me green
    Heaven you will meet
    Make a contribution
    and you'll get a better seat
    Bow to Leper Messiah

    Lie.

  • Tatiana
    Tatiana

    Hi intro. I agree, a separate thread is needed for this. Sometimes you just need to listen to the hard, cold truth.....this is a song for old Georgy Porgy....describes him to a "T".....

    Nine Inch Nails
    (1994)
    Big Man With a Gun

    i am a big man
    (yes i am)
    and i have a big gun
    got me a big old dick and i
    i like to have fun
    held against your forehead
    i'll make you suck it
    maybe i'll put a hole in your head
    you know, just for the fuck of it
    i can reduce you if i want
    i can devour
    i'm hard as fucking steel, and i've got the power
    i'm every inch a man, and i'll show you somehow
    me and my fucking gun
    nothing can stop me now
    shoot shoot shoot shoot shoot
    i'm going to come all over you
    me and my fucking gun
    me and my fucking gun

    April

    "Love never dies." Voivodul Vlad Draculea (from Bram Stoker's Dracula-1992)

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