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    War Ensemble by Slayer

    Propaganda death ensemble
    Burial to be
    Corpses rotting through the night
    In blood laced misery
    Scorched earth the policy
    The reason for the siege
    The pendulum it shaves the blade
    The strafing air blood raid

    Infiltration push reserves
    Encircle the front lines
    Supreme art of strategy
    Playing on the minds
    Bombard till submission
    Take all to their graves
    Indication of triumph
    The number that are dead

    [CHORUS]
    Sport the war, war support
    The sport is war, total war
    When victory's a massacre
    The final swing is not a drill
    It's how many people I can kill

    [CHORUS]

    Be dead friend from above
    When darkness falls
    Descend into my sights
    Your fallen walls
    Spearhead break through the lines
    Flanked all around
    Soldiers of attriction
    Forward their ground
    Regime prophetic age
    Old in its time
    Flowing veins run on through
    Deep in the Rhine
    Center of the web
    All battles scored
    What is our war crimes
    (Era forever more...war)

    Propaganda war ensemble
    Burial to be
    Bones shining in the night
    In blood laced misery
    Campaign of elimination
    Twisted psychology
    When victory is to survive
    And death is defeat

    [CHORUS]
    Sport the war, war support
    The sport is war, total war
    When the end is a slaughter
    The final swing is not a drill
    It's how many people I can kill
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    Fine, FoxyBunny, you win that round. But do you know what this song means?

    The Trees by Rush

    There is unrest in the forest,
    There is trouble with the trees,
    For the maples want more sunlight
    And the oaks ignore their pleas.

    The trouble with the maples,
    (And they're quite convinced they're right)
    They say the oaks are just too lofty
    And they grab up all the light.
    But the oaks can't help their feelings
    If they like the way they're made.
    And they wonder why the maples
    Can't be happy in their shade.

    There was trouble in the forest,
    And the creatures all have fled,
    As the maples scream "Oppression!"
    And the oaks just shake their heads

    So the maples formed a union
    And demanded equal rights.
    "The oaks are just too greedy;
    We will make them give us light."
    Now there's no more oak oppression,
    For they passed a noble law,
    And the trees are all kept equal
    By hatchet, axe, and saw.

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    Quote Originally Posted by LordSatan View Post
    War Ensemble by Slayer

    Propaganda death ensemble
    Burial to be
    Corpses rotting through the night
    In blood laced misery
    Scorched earth the policy
    The reason for the siege
    The pendulum it shaves the blade
    The strafing air blood raid

    Infiltration push reserves
    Encircle the front lines
    Supreme art of strategy
    Playing on the minds
    Bombard till submission
    Take all to their graves
    Indication of triumph
    The number that are dead

    [CHORUS]
    Sport the war, war support
    The sport is war, total war
    When victory's a massacre
    The final swing is not a drill
    It's how many people I can kill

    [CHORUS]

    Be dead friend from above
    When darkness falls
    Descend into my sights
    Your fallen walls
    Spearhead break through the lines
    Flanked all around
    Soldiers of attriction
    Forward their ground
    Regime prophetic age
    Old in its time
    Flowing veins run on through
    Deep in the Rhine
    Center of the web
    All battles scored
    What is our war crimes
    (Era forever more...war)

    Propaganda war ensemble
    Burial to be
    Bones shining in the night
    In blood laced misery
    Campaign of elimination
    Twisted psychology
    When victory is to survive
    And death is defeat

    [CHORUS]
    Sport the war, war support
    The sport is war, total war
    When the end is a slaughter
    The final swing is not a drill
    It's how many people I can kill
    It's time I resurrected this from my past.

    {devilhorns}SLAYER!{/devilhorns}

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    Die Eier von Satan - Tool

    Eine halbe Tasse Staubzucker
    Ein Viertel Teel�ffel Salz
    Eine Messerspitze t�rkisches Haschisch
    Ein halbes Pfund Butter
    Ein Teel�ffel Vanillenzucker
    Ein halbes Pfund Mehl
    Einhundertf�nfzig Gramm gemahlene N�sse
    Ein wenig extra Staubzucker
    ... und keine Eier

    In eine Sch�ssel geben
    Butter einr�hren
    Gemahlene N�sse zugeben und
    Den Teig verkneten

    Augenballgro�e St�cke vom Teig formen
    Im Staubzucker w�lzen und
    Sagt die Zauberw�rter
    Simsalbimbamba Saladu Saladim

    Auf ein gefettetes Backblech legen und
    Bei zweihundert Grad f�r f�nfzehn Minuten backen und
    KEINE EIER

    Bei zweihundert Grad f�r f�nfzehn Minuten backen und
    Keine Eier ..

    It inspires me to make cookies.

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    Milo, if I remember right, that song is either about Canadians resenting Americans, or nothing whatsoever. I remember hearing both, but I don't recall which one Rush said it was.

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    Default Songs I find inspiring

    Well first off is Dogs of War (The first song on the stream at this link). While it lacks lyrics, the song itself is quite inspiring to me.

    Another one is Swan Song by Within Temptation (Youtube Vid link):


    Winter has come for me, can't carry on.
    The chains to my life are strong but soon they'll be gone.
    I'll spread my wings one more time.

    Is it a dream?
    All the ones I have loved calling out my name.
    The sun warms my face.
    All the days of my life, I see them passing me by.

    In my heart I know I can let go.
    In the end I will find some peace inside.
    New wings are growing tonight.

    Is it a dream?
    All the ones I have loved calling out my name.
    The sun warms my face.
    All the days of my life, I see them passing me by.

    As I am soaring I'm one with the wind.
    I am longing to see you again, it's been so long.
    We will be together again.

    Is it a dream?
    All the ones I have loved calling out my name.
    The sun warms my face.
    All the days of my life, I see them passing me by.


    And, of course, Carry on Wayward Son (Youtube Link):

    Carry on my wayward son,
    For there'll be peace when you are done
    Lay your weary head to rest
    Now don't you cry no more

    Once I rose above the noise and confusion
    Just to get a glimpse beyond the illusion
    I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high
    Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
    Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
    I hear the voices when I'm dreamin',
    I can hear them say

    Carry on my wayward son,
    For there'll be peace when you are done
    Lay your weary head to rest
    Now don't you cry no more

    Masquerading as a man with a reason
    My charade is the event of the season
    And if I claim to be a wise man, it surely
    means that I don't know
    On a stormy sea of moving emotion
    Tossed about I'm like a ship on the ocean
    I set a course for winds of fortune, but
    I hear the voices say

    Carry on, you will always remember
    Carry on, nothing equals the splendor
    Now your life's no longer empty
    Surely heaven waits for you

    Carry on my wayward son,
    For there'll be peace when you are done
    Lay your weary head to rest
    Now don't you cry no more


    That is about all for now, I'll post a few more when I think of them.

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    Dont stop believin by journey
    Do i need to post the lyrics?
    REPORT THE SPAMMERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    quit evony and proud of it

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    FB, maybe this will clear it up. Guys love to tap "maples" and then lick what comes out. "Oaks" are strong, tall, and are chiefly known for their wood.

    Do you get what it means, now?



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    You're sick Zenrax. The song has no meaning, as stated by Rush.

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    American Pie
    By Don McLean
    (BEST SONG EVER)


    A long, long time ago...
    I can still remember
    How that music used to make me smile.
    And I knew if I had my chance
    That I could make those people dance
    And, maybe, they'd be happy for a while.

    But february made me shiver
    With every paper I;d deliver.
    Bad news on the doorstep;
    I couldn't take one more step.

    I can't remember if I cried
    When I read about his widowed bride,
    But something touched me deep inside
    The day the music died.

    So bye-bye, miss american pie.
    Drove my chevy to the levee,
    But the levee was dry.
    And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
    Singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
    "this'll be the day that I die."

    Did you write the book of love,
    And do you have faith in God above,
    If the Bible tells you so?
    Do you believe in rock 'n roll,
    Can music save your mortal soul,
    And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

    Well, I know that you're in love with him
    `cause I saw you dancin' in the gym.
    You both kicked off your shoes.
    Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.

    I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
    With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
    But I knew I was out of luck
    The day the music died.

    I started singin',
    "bye-bye, miss american pie."
    Drove my chevy to the levee,
    But the levee was dry.
    Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
    And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
    "this'll be the day that I die."

    Now for ten years we've been on our own
    And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone,
    But that's not how it used to be.
    When the jester sang for the king and queen,
    In a coat he borrowed from james dean
    And a voice that came from you and me,

    Oh, and while the king was looking down,
    The jester stole his thorny crown.
    The courtroom was adjourned;
    No verdict was returned.
    And while lennon read a book of marx,
    The quartet practiced in the park,
    And we sang dirges in the dark
    The day the music died.

    We were singing,
    "bye-bye, miss american pie."
    Drove my chevy to the levee,
    But the levee was dry.
    Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
    And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
    "this'll be the day that I die."

    Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
    The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
    Eight miles high and falling fast.
    It landed foul on the grass.
    The players tried for a forward pass,
    With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.

    Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
    While the sergeants played a marching tune.
    We all got up to dance,
    Oh, but we never got the chance!
    `cause the players tried to take the field;
    The marching band refused to yield.
    Do you recall what was revealed
    The day the music died?

    We started singing,
    "bye-bye, miss american pie."
    Drove my chevy to the levee,
    But the levee was dry.
    Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
    And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
    "this'll be the day that I die."

    Oh, and there we were all in one place,
    A generation lost in space
    With no time left to start again.
    So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
    Jack flash sat on a candlestick
    Cause fire is the devil's only friend.

    Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
    My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
    No angel born in hell
    Could break that satan's spell.
    And as the flames climbed high into the night
    To light the sacrificial rite,
    I saw satan laughing with delight
    The day the music died

    He was singing,
    "bye-bye, miss american pie."
    Drove my chevy to the levee,
    But the levee was dry.
    Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
    And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
    "this'll be the day that I die."

    I met a girl who sang the blues
    And I asked her for some happy news,
    But she just smiled and turned away.
    I went down to the sacred store
    Where I'd heard the music years before,
    But the man there said the music wouldn't play.

    And in the streets: the children screamed,
    The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
    But not a word was spoken;
    The church bells all were broken.
    And the three men I admire most:
    The father, son, and the holy ghost,
    They caught the last train for the coast
    The day the music died.

    And they were singing,
    "bye-bye, miss american pie."
    Drove my chevy to the levee,
    But the levee was dry.
    And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
    Singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
    "this'll be the day that I die."

    They were singing,
    "bye-bye, miss american pie."
    Drove my chevy to the levee,
    But the levee was dry.
    Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
    Singin', "this'll be the day that I die."
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