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Celebration
Verse. It's your day, your special day. We all are here to celebrate. It's once a year your happy day. The light goes out but time stays still. . Bridge.
Conclusion: Pain!
[Music - Chastisement, Lyrics - Marcus]. . Walking the remains among the piles of corpses / a chance to get insane as. you see the torment / you will find the path the one who leads to me / i.
Conqueror Of The Mourningstar
I look far away, the candles of my burning desire. The sun seems so dismal, our mighty sky is in dismay.... . Make my words be like pictures, for the dreams I have fall.
Confessions And A Strange Anxiety
Will I ever be free? With my heart and soul. I walk these colossal times, with you and the hallucination. Caressing the flames of your eyes. The deepest of my sorrows.
Channeling The Bleeding Over The Dream's Remains
Floating in this strange mood, I can feel the return, the coming, the Desert, withthe sun as my witness,. but Blackened, in desolate ways we are wandering, Bleeding....
Cheek
I found the answer... open your hands.. Reach out, distance enough, and fair maiden in hand,. All in all, we ain't... But, we press on!. . I'm sorry, but I don't want to be an emperor. That's not my business. I don't want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone if possible; Jew, Gentile, black man, white. We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each others happiness, not by each others misery. We don't want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone, and the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way. Greed has poisoned men's souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical; our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery, we need humanity. More than cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost. The airplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in men; cries out for universal brotherhood; for the unity of us all. Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world, millions of despairing men, women, and little children, victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people. To those who can hear me, I say, do not despair. The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed, the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people. And so long as men die, liberty will never perish. Soldiers! Don't give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you, enslave you; who regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what to think and what to feel! Who drill you, diet you, treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men - machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines, you are not cattle, you are men! You have the love of humanity in your hearts! You don't hate! Only the unloved hate; the unloved and the unnatural. Soldiers! Don't fight for slavery! Fight for liberty! In the seventeenth chapter of St. Luke, it is written that the kingdom of God is within man, not one man nor a group of men, but in all men! In you! You, the people, have the power, the power to create machines, the power to create happiness! You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure. Then in the name of democracy, let us use that power. Let us all unite. Let us fight for a new world, a decent world that will give men a chance to work, that will give youth a future and old age a security. By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power. But they lie! They do not fulfill that promise. They never will! Dictators free themselves but they enslave the people. Now let us fight to fulfill that promise. Let us fight to free the world! To do away with national barriers! To do away with greed, with hate and intolerance! Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and progress will lead to all men's happiness. Soldiers, in the name of democracy, let us all unite!" - Charles Chaplin.
Chrome Dome
Sweet lips often spoke to me. Do you know how people fly ?. From that day forth something changed. Don't ask me how it was arranged. My family prayed for heaven's sake.
Caveman
Wake up the sun's arise. Out here it's do or die. Live in the mountain holes. Defend the ground of your territory. Born in the age of stones. Rot away flesh and bones.
Call On Me
Little piece by little piece. I trap you down on your knees. Deeper and deeper again. You call on me, you need me. . Call on me again, call on me. Anyway you can find do so.
Child Of The Mantador
Thirteen years. Inside your play. To rise one day. And find you dead. The world had fled. With much unsaid. My last paternal kiss. . Thirteen years. I missed your touch.
Catalepsy In Staccato Rain
My better self was always born tomorrow. Though the wings of failed seraphs I would borrow. As nights became obsessed with introspection. The days a contravention of reflection.
Conquerors
Conquerors, yes we are conquerors. By the spirit of our Father. With the power of our Saviour. Your victory on Calvary. Set me free, and I will follow You.
Cryptosporidium
Septicemia, yersinia pestis. Delusional hyponatremia. H2O poisoning without knowing. Tap water infects my throat. . Nausea, retching. Pallor bowel movements.
Cannabism
[habituation to the use of cannabis]. [sung by Ron from Mandrake & arclila acoustic guitar by Tony Perez].
Cranial Dismemberment
[Music: Schulman]. [Lyrics: Schulman]. . Infected suppurated flesh. Shattered to the bone. A terminal mutilation. Your body is desecrated. . Your innards I squeeze.
Cold Deep Supremacy
[Taste the truth of the final end]. . [Lyrics: J. Jansson]. . From the anguish sphere far astray. The centurian beast arrives. Injecting demonic seeds of vengeance.
Carnal Lust
[Music: Schulman]. [Lyrics: Schulman]. . Under the sky of blackened clouds. A moonfog shall arise Seven winds of hate. Awaits.... I raise my sword to the sky.
Coward
I don't understand you. There's no motivation. The world could be ending before you start the day. Stop there, I've heard these excuses before. . Your dream.
Coraline
Meet Coraline. Seems an average girl to the wise. Soft hair, innocent eyes. Perfect lips for perfect lies. . She tells them she's fine. How nice it must be.
Cult
One day I saw a fear. in the eyes of the clown. dancing in the middle of my dream. selling prescribed grief. the short cut of knife. that forbade to breathe.
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