Hell is populated with the victims of harmless amusements.

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Colony

in your world, the day is no threat
in my world, there is an absence of light
"genetic superior cell" controlled
by the fathomless and unbearable
a radical new Form of plastic and rage
biologically optimized
but with a strangling pulse
in your world, you find me worthy
in my world, I "parashoot" my life
a virtual drugstore populated
by the fathomless and unbearable
machine, meat and blood
in an intimate relationship
the new - superior -
more effective than all the preceding
when we can no longer
cry and reality is torn
then it's easy to forget
that the responsibility lies on us all
in your world, the night is no threat
in my world, the darkness
transforms to a vision of hell
populated by fathomless and unbearable

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Victims No More

Victims No more on this Mother Earth,

No More killing of her

people, animals, mammals, fish and birds,

to them she has given birth.

Yes, victims no more,

For all of us as one,

what you do unto the innocent

with your weapons,

has devastating repercussions.

From a standpoint of victims you make us your slaves,

bringing all of us to an early grave.

No Victims of the Sea,

the sea creatures are meant to have a destiny,

and swim in an ocean that is clean.

No one is here to have their homes taken away from them,

be it through pollution of oil from which it stems.

This oil drilling has to end.

So put down your weapons.

Copyright 2010 Christina Surnise

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Victims No More

Victims No more on this Mother Earth,
No More killing of her

people, animals, mammals, fish and birds,
to them she has given birth.
Yes, victims no more,
For all of us as one,
what you do unto the innocent

with your weapons,

has devastating repercussions.
From a standpoint of victims you make us your slaves,
bringing all of us to an early grave.
No Victims of the Sea,
the sea creatures are meant to have a destiny,

and swim in an ocean that is clean.

No one is here to have their homes taken away from them,
be it through pollution of oil from which it stems.
This oil drilling has to end.

So put down your weapons.
Copyright 2010 Christina Surnise

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Lay Me Down

(l. stansfield/i. devaney/a. morris)
Hes warmer than the radiator
Sweeter than caramel
The way he weaves his madness
And it puts me in a spell
He twists me round his finger
And I enjoy it so
Hold me in his tender arms
And never let me go
Hell never let me go
Never let me go
Never let me go
Chorus:
Do, down, lay me down (x4)
Theres never complication
Hell never compromise
His kisses never ending
And they send me to the sky
Hes understanding
And hell never let me down
He fills me up with passion
And hell always be around
Hell always be around
Hell always be around
Always be, he will always be around
Do, down, lay me down (x2)
You hear what I say
Do, down, lay me down (x3)
Hell never let me down
Do, down, lay me down
Do you know what it means to me
Do, down, lay me down
And hes everything, oh baby
Hell always be around
Hell always be around
Hell always be around
Hell always be, hell always be around

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Who Are the Victims of This Misguidance?

They were not aware they were being treated special?
Like one who waves,
From the backseat of a limousine.
Did it occur to them...
As they passed those homeless,
Hungry and poor.
Their very presence had been considered obscene?
And why was it necessary...
To careen through lost and vacant dreams?

Who are the victims of this misguidance?
Who are the victims of this scene?

They were not aware they were being treated special?
Even when hints were dropped...
They should continue and not stop.
They should not ask any questions,
But proceed to throw bread...
Out of the window instead.
And consider those who ran after crumbs...
As birds without wings.
Since they do not like to be called bums.

Who are the victims of this misguidance?
Who are the victims of this scene?

And they were not aware they were being treated special?
Those who rode inside by a driver.
Nor did they who chased collecting another's waste.
Believing their needs were being met.
By someone who accepted them...
And left them to forget.
As those electing to choose values of poor taste.
Something neither chose...
As they ran or rode,
To remember or regret!

Who are the victims of this misguidance?
Who are the victims of this scene?

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Exactly What You Wanted

Im not so good realizing
Who I can or cannot trust
Its best to keep what matters vague
With harmless lies I can adjust
I get a d for disappointment
Now theres nothing to regret
Everybodys good for something
At least you know what you wont get
I let you down again
Whats another harmless
Lie between friends?
Now you can be disappointed
I thought I gave you just exactly
What you wanted

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A Need For Redemption

the world opens a door
lets you in
makes you feel at home
and gives you love
and you give it children
it wants itself
populated and that is
what it only
wants from you and once
the progeny are
there the reality comes
in batches of
sorrows and
regrets and then the world
having taken what it
wants from you, soon,
excludes you
it closes the door
takes away air, chokes you
and then
you are gone for good

the world opens its doors
again
to populate itself with
innocent people
fooled into desire and lust
and then
finally expurgated into
the depths of
hell.

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The Victims

Who are those that stand by the pillars
Of stop signs or in front of liquor stores?

Are they the forgotten heroes who were once
Served and sent to wars for this country?
Or, are they the victims of social users incense
Of illegal drugs, alcohol, or sex for money?

Who are they?
Are they the victims of our country's economy,
Who lost their jobs outsourced by their company?
Or, are they the victims of love losing their sanity
By rape, battery, or purely the victims of poverty?

Who are they?
That I can no longer pull change from my coin tray;
That I can no longer look at them with eye to eye;
That I can no longer put faith or minute of honesty;
For I was also their victim of their luscious trickery.

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Love Is Hell

There's strange weather in the back of the room
And she's pretty, Jesse's spinning the tunes
Eyelashes, and some white leather boots
God, what have I been drinking?
I could be serious but I'm just kiddin' around
I could be anything, anything but sticking around
Love is hell
Love is hell
Love is . . . hell
Is . . .hell
It's raining, I can see it outside
Funny I'm still in it
Just sitting here with Johnny and Raph'
Untll the room starts spinning
I could be serious but I'm just kiddin' around
I could be anything, nothing, whatever, oh well
Love is hell
Love is hell
Love is . . . hell
Love is . . . hell
Love is . . . hell
Love is . . . hell
Love is . . . hell
Love is . . . hell
Love is . . . hell
Is . . . hell

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When I can no longer bear to think of the victims of broken homes, I begin to think of the victims of intact ones.

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Cleverness You Wish For Me to Taste

Don't try to cuddle up to me...
Enemy I've known.
Don't believe my tolerance for you...
Is a weakness I condone.
You are just not in my vision.
Or on my agenda to address.
I see how you slither with pretentiousness.
To leave me with perceptions,
You have my goodwill to protect.
And I am to perceive you doing this at your best?

Please!
Your amusements do not delay me!
However...
Your deeds have caused me to wisen.
And keep updated versions,
Of a variety of realities!

Don't try to cuddle up to me...
Enemy I've known.
Don't believe my tolerance for you...
Is a weakness I condone.
You are just not in my vision.
Or on my agenda to address.
I see how you slither with pretentiousness.
To leave me with perceptions,
You have my goodwill to protect.
And I am to perceive you doing this at your best?

Please!
Your amusements do not delay me!
However...
Your deeds have caused me to wisen.
And keep updated versions,
Of a variety of realities!
Like these you are trying,
To test on me lately!
To see if I am awake.
For a cleverness you wish for me to taste!

Please!
Your amusements do not delay me!
Your deeds have caused me to wisen.

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Gonna Raise Hell

Words and music by rick nielsen
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Ambition? ha!
If all Ive heard is true,
Theres nothin much I can do
To change the world, its irreversible.
But in what it lacks,
Its got a taste that smacks of somethin irresistable.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Submission? yes!
Now I wont name names, and a secrets a secret,
But a hints a hint or a clue.
You really wanna know, you really wanna go,
Theres only two things you got to do.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Mother, mother.
Mother, mother.
Mother, mother.
My mission? ah, yes!
Everybody hear? everybody here,
Its a fate I all agree.
Sometimes you win, I never lose,
To me its no mystery.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
Gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell, gonna raise hell.
(repeat to coda)

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For four-fifths of our history, our planet was populated by pond scum.

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For four-fifths of our history, our planet was populated by pond scum.

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The generosity of the American public toward the victims of Hurricane Katrina and the Tsunami has been reflected in the outpouring of support for the Pakistani earthquake victims.

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George Bernard Shaw

The world is populated in the main by people who should not exist.

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The real character of a man is found out by his amusements.

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George Bernard Shaw

Life would be tolerable but for its amusements.

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Voltaire

Let us read and let us dance - two amusements that will never do any harm to the world.

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Corporate Intellects

They come in all sizes.
Those who take cheap shots!
With their lowbrow racist disguises.
To end up saying...
They do not abuse,
With the use of such devices.

Corporate intellects...
Fusing amusements with a seriousness.
Then attempt to explain,
Their lame brain-ness.

To say they are not,
The nasty snots they appear.
Only to confuse actions done...
That are overwhemingly crystal clear.

They have taken positions,
To advance their sick conditions.
And believe it okay...
To portray images displayed.
In a manner to influence,
Convincingly...
Their wicked decadence.

Corporate intellects...
Fusing amusements with a seriousness.
Then attempt to explain,
Their lame brain-ness.
Only to expose...
An insecurity of who they are.
That removes a mask what shows,
To reveal a backfiring...
Of a failed task proposed.
On 'all' fronts of their demented labors.

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