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Killer Shrike
Sep 18th, '03, 03:26 PM
Some random lyrics generated off of AiC, Metallica, Megadeth, and other sources. Just for kicks -- useful for Bards and the like ;)

Behind the door
Settle the score
I first produced my crossbow-pistol and then produced my rapier

I know that pain so don't you run away
Name your god and bleed the freak
Heaven beside you... Hell within
Take another hit

Have your heroes disappeared?
When no one wants to see
You might blind them
The eyes, they never close, emblem of vigilance
Threaten no more

'Bout you, I know somethin'
See my face it's growin' old
Slapped in the face again
Score at face, a ten for slacking
You made a fool of me again
As of now I bet you got me wrong
To let things be
Have I run too far to get home?
Used to be curious

Settle the score
Or fix this hole in a mother's son
Steal dreams and give to you
Dreams of dragon's fire
Yes, now I see it
Ash to ash

No, no, forever on and on
By myself but not alone
A tired man they see no longer cares
Do you bury me when I'm gone

How you all would bleed for me
I will kick you when you try
He who tries, will be wasted
Feed my eyes, can you sew them shut?
Only one thing makes me feel, missing better half of me
Well it's over now, yet I can see somehow
When its all gone wrong, it's hard to be so strong

I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me

And now the dreams end
Stitch me together
Well I know its hard for you
But something's wrong with all you see
You give it all away
Won't see what might have been
Look it's me
If you can understand the me

Killer Shrike
Sep 18th, '03, 03:33 PM
Pay no mind to the distant thunder
It hates you so hold me
You have to let your body sleep
Anymore, anymore, cannot take it anymore
Then it all crashes down
All that I want is to play
No one to cry to
No more time

Bury me softly in this womb
Yeah, yeah. yeah, yeah
Hey, I'll just wander my own road

And you point your finger, but there's no one around
In the dark, see past our eyes
Liberty or death, what we so proudly hail
What the hell
I believe I'm not alone
I am, I am the secret

Decide just what you believe
But the memory remains

So as I write to you
Time so slowly turns
And I can't bear to see
Hm, now see the black cloud overhead

Liberty or death, what we so proudly hail
So wash your face away with dirt
Hellish glare and inference
And if my face becomes sincere
Won't see what might have been
Can you strip away so we may start again
Did you hear your babies crying?

Killer Shrike
Sep 18th, '03, 03:35 PM
Heh...pretty goofy. :rolleyes: