King after king after king. Then queen then queen then king. Dead in lines and dead in singular. They are dead they are dead. Altogether dead.
And then when then I die. I feel I shall say. I have not understood. I have not understood any of this. My eyes are still coaldark. I have not understood.
Into the bloody hole we'll go. Oh no oh no. Into the sharp swords we shall go. Oh no no. Or be tugged anyway. Goodbye goodbye. Goodybye goodbye. Shake those tears from your eyes.
Certainty is like a bone. Holding you up until it breaks. Fractures on an Icy river. It's good to know the stakes. . You built us castles on a mountain.
This year at Christmas, everybody's feeling funny. No one's making joyful sounds. Cranberry sauce ain't staying down. The lineups at the bathroom are longer than at the mall.
Come all you gallant poachers who ramble void of care,. Who wander out on a moonlit night with your dog, your gun and snare,. The hare and lofty pheasant you have at your command,.
I have lost you to sleep again.. Sleeping as we do on opposite sides of a venn diagram. I read the time in shadows on the wall. The shards of light through the slats on your window.
Should've let you walk away the first time. Instead of letting you walk back through my door. As if I needed any more pain. Oh I've been waiting up so long.
Lately I. I've been heading for a breakdown. Every time I leave my house. Well, it feels just like a shake down. . Between street sweepers and the pushers are the lawyers.
When the day breaks and falls apart. That's my fanfare, my calling card. A run of bad luck, darkness at noon. I don't need the password to get to you.
Velvet is soft as a kitten's mouth. Satin is harsh as a scream. In fancy clothes of cloth like this. Who knows what you dream. . Your eyes seem as soft as a piece of fur.
(Jack Poels). 't is vul te lang gelijje 't het vul te lang gedeurd. dat ik di muffe kop van ow wir zaag. we deeje alles same hebbe veul achter de rug.
Well sit down and listen, to what I have to say. There soon will come a great war, a bloody but holy day. And after that purging, our people will be free, and sing up in the bright skies, a sun for all to see........
Children are playing, we have won. Victory is ours, the war is finally done. Our people's dedication is now complete, our enemies have finally been beat. The warriors are singing in Valhalla and in their homes. Our people are no longer afraid to walk lone..
U.s. soldiers are a-dying over there, over there. As the status quo remains over there. U.s. soldiers are a-dying while their mothers sit home crying.
Ulfum likir. bykkja allir peir. er eiga hverfan hug,. sva mun gefask. peim er ganga skal. p?r inar gloddu ggtur. . A fellr austan um. eitrdala soxum ok sverdum,.
En vind som blser kallt. misstankar verallt. vi vrker till vnster och hger. och vi tar allt mer n vi behver. och vi tar allt mer n vi behver. . Och det pratas s om dom och vi.