Bigotry is the sacred disease.
quote by Heraclitus
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It is not bigotry to be certain we are right; but it is bigotry to be unable to imagine how we might possibly have gone wrong.
quote by G.K. Chesterton
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Disease Of Conceit
Theres a whole lot of people suffering tonight from the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of people struggling tonight with the disease of conceit
Comes right down the highway, straight down the line
Rips into your senses, through your body and your mind
Nothing about it thats sweet
The disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of hearts breaking tonight from the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of hearts shaking tonight from the disease of conceit
Steps into your room, eats into your soul
Over your senses you have no control
Aint nothing too discreet
About the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of people dying tonight from the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of people crying tonight from the disease of conceit
Comes right outta nowhere and youre down for the count
From the outside world the pressure will mount
Turn you into a piece of meat
The disease of conceit
Conceit is a disease but the doctors got no cure
They done a lot of research on it but what it is theyre still not sure
Theres a whole lot of people in trouble tonight from the disease of conceit
Theres a whole lot of people seein double tonight from the disease of conceit
If your delusions of grandeur and an evil eye
Give you the idea that youre too good to die
Then they bury you from your head to your feet
From the disease of conceit
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Win the Disease
Disease
Are called...
New new...
Name for today...
Disease...
All are come
Comenley same...
For nasty water...
For colour full drinks...
For fasted food...
Cross sex...
Bad habiets...
With out execise...
That is...
Todays for disease...
Name is new...
All disease are old...
Change your steps
On...
Food...
Drinks...
Habits. ..
Normal sex...
win the disease...
With your life...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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This Disease
This disease
Im out of my class
This disease
Im needle sick again
This disease
We must expect such things
This disease
She finds me the girls
Tick tock tick
All gone all gone all gone
Tick tock tick
Whispering goodbye
Tick tock tick
Who is talking?
Tick tock tick
I dont have the choice
Look at me
A puppet dancing on strings
Look at me
And this is easy?
Look at me
I got the screams
Look at me
Words failing
This disease
This disease
song performed by by Gary Numan
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It's A Disease
Prejudice is a disease.
Unlike deadly viruses;
West Nile and S.A.R.S
Prejudice does not harm you.
Prejudice is an alcohol,
that brain-washes you.
Makes you think some people
deserve less than you
because they are different.
Just because their skin colour is different
Or because they dress differently.
Maybe because of their differences in religion
or because of their difference in sexuality.
The truth is,
Prejudice may not be able to harm you,
But it is the deadliest disease that ever entered our planet.
It is this disease that gets people murdered,
and then some thrown in jail.
It is this disease that starts gangs against people who are different.
And it is this disease that has our world in a problem today.
So whatever you do,
Never let this disease into your body
or else you life will be gone-forever.
Platonic Disease
Your grips fallen.
I'm fallen, we've fallen beyond.
Expired, we've acquired platonic disease.
No jury, your cause.
Speak laws afford the bigot.
Back load myself.
Lay down the sentence of never ending said.
Platonic disease.
Platonic disease.
No jury. The pain.
The chance wronged release pain.
The stakes torn, lives cross.
Deep waters, willing loss.
Download main site.
Lay down victims right.
The fuels burnt, worlds part.
Seems like a never ending vicious cycle of death, of death.
Platonic disease.
Platonic disease.
Now see, world dies.
Strips down the face of disguise.
No rules, my way.
My way of things to say.
Your pore boils, burnt sore.
Lift off the face of wood.
Platonic disease.
Platonic disease.
Platonic disease.
Platonic disease
song performed by by Obituary
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Civil War- Still Alive
I see the rebel flag
flyin' high in the air.
For the south's still fightin' the civil war
most everywhere.
The heart of Dixie
is still ensconced
in bigotry and inequality.
It inflames my senses and sensibility.
Sure there are sweet magnolias
and southern hospitality.
But right up the street from that
lives inherited bigotry.
They live side by side
and try their best to hide
built up resentment from so long ago.
Will they ever take those flags down
or continue with the old banjo
playin' songs for the white as snow?
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Have A Nice Day
'Help, help, ' said a man. 'I'm drowning.'
'Hang on, ' said a man from the shore.
'Help, help, ' said the man. 'I'm not clowning.'
'Yes, I know, I heard you before.
Be patient dear man who is drowning,
You, see I've got a disease.
I'm waiting for a Doctor J. Browning.
So do be patient please.'
'How long, ' said the man who was drowning. 'Will it take for the Doc to arrive? '
'Not very long, ' said the man with the disease. 'Till then try staying alive.'
'Very well, ' said the man who was drowning. 'I'll try and stay afloat.
By reciting the poems of Browning
And other things he wrote.'
'Help, help, ' said the man with the disease, 'I suddenly feel quite ill.'
'Keep calm.' said the man who was drowning, ' Breathe deeply and lie quite still.'
'Oh dear, ' said the man with the awful disease. 'I think I'm going to die.'
'Farewell, ' said the man who was drowning.
Said the man with the disease, 'goodbye.'
So the man who was drowning, drownded
And the man with the disease past away.
But apart from that,
And a fire in my flat,
It's been a very nice day.
poem by Spike Milligan
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Are The Songs My Disease?
(K.J.Garside C.Gray)
I used to know this wretched girl,
I made her open for me,
I took her heart,
And I kissed it clean,
But she still kicks against me.
Are the songs my disease?
Are the songs my disease?
Maybe she's creating me,
Mistaken accidentally,
For a girl I used to know,
In darkness permanently,
If I find her the perfect line,
My sickness might desert me.
Are the songs my disease?
Are the songs my disease?
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song performed by by Queen Adreena
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Sacred Election
Sacred
sacred right,
the right to vote.
Sacred
sacred right
to be elected.
The people's votes are tallied
The best choice is declared.
Let no one manipulate the result
Let no one tamper the votes
Let no one buy people's votes
and strip the voters
their sacred right to choose.
Let this election
truly reflect
people's sacred rights.
___________________
November 6,2012
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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Once a disease has entered the body, all parts which are healthy must fight it: not one alone, but all. Because a disease might mean their common death. Nature knows this; and Nature attacks the disease with whatever help she can muster.
quote by Paracelsus
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Soul And Disease
To accumulate a disease is so uninteresting,
It eventually misshapes your soul and health.
The talk to care for you is not over,
Old and new images fly over the mirror.
When disease breaks it relishes on the existing troubles,
And undoes the actions you speak about.
To disease I say there is no blessing, a blown one,
No blown blessing is there.
Like only the illnesses of minor impact,
This talk is insipid, we want more of the
Questions that matter,
Such as why do you have such a one?
The disease of today is not going away,
The vehicles of our days do let us rid them.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Creepin Jean
Youre not leaving so descreet,
Just creeping out on me.
Your dizzy head, and smoky eyes,
Youll find some others bed to sleep.
So dont look back, it is too late,
No story to be told.
This creepin mess you left for me,
Promising that youd be home.
You dont know what I mean,
Creepin jeans a disease.
You dont know what I mean,
Creepin jeans a disease.
You dont know what I mean,
Creepin jeans a disease.
You dont know what I mean,
Creepin jeans a disease.
Your dirty friends and underwear,
Keep hanging round my room.
The lonely pictures that you paint
Are creepin to their doom.
So dont look back it is too late,
No story to be told.
These creepin friends you left for me,
Saying your promise to be home.
You dont know what I mean,
Creepin jeans a disease.
You dont know what I mean,
Creepin jeans a disease.
You dont know what I mean,
Creepin jeans a disease.
You dont know what I mean,
Creepin jeans a disease.
song performed by by Kinks
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Epidemic diseases usually elicit a call to ban the entry of foreigners, immigrants. And xenophobic propaganda has always depicted immigrants as bearers of disease… Such is the extraordinary potency and efficacy of the plague metaphor: it allows a disease to be regarded both as something incurred by vulnerable "others" and as (potentially) everyone's disease.
quote by Susan Sontag
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Sweet Tooth
Her heart shivers in my hand
Shes melting on me like cotton candy
I make the faces that make you cry
I want you more when youre afraid of
My disease, disease is draining me
Anymore youre not so pretty please
Disease, disease is draining me
I want you more when youre afraid of me
I will break you inside out
You are mine, you are mine
I will break you inside out
You are mine, you are mine
Her hair hangs in swollen strings
Im choking on her, it feels so sickening
I make the faces that make you cry
I want you more when youre afraid of
My disease, disease is draining me
Anymore youre not so pretty, please
Disease, disease is draining me
I want you more when youre afraid of me
I will break you inside out
You are mine, you are mine
song performed by by Marilyn Manson
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Sacred Ground
Iced over, close your eyes. whisper the flame, it takes us higher.
Seems our world is closing around. when Im inside you, you bring me to sacred ground.
When Im inside you, you bring me to sacred ground.
Now youre the one that I want, you know its true.
Let go of everything, open up to me.
Im right beside you, Ill be your watchful eye.
I send waves of devotion over you. you take it all in and give it back, give it back again.
You bring me to sacred ground, when Im inside you.
You bring me to sacred ground.
Yes well love till theres nothing left to give...
Matching every movement, swimming in an ocean of sweat, and scent of you. it drives me to ...
You bring me to sacred ground, when Im inside you.
You bring me to sacred ground.
I know I can change your mind. give it to me the same way.
Giving it all up for love, I know that you feel the same way.
Id give it all up for you, I swear I would.
Now Im falling, falling inside ...
You bring me to sacred ground, when Im inside you.
You bring me to sacred ground.
Im inside you.
You bring me to sacred ground, when Im inside you.
You bring me to sacred ground.
song performed by by Queensryche
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Hatred Baited
Your hatred...
Baited!
Has from you to fade away.
Your hatred...
Kept baited!
Has from you to fade away.
You can't keep bigotry,
Feeding as a need.
No.
No it's got to go.
You can't keep bigotry,
Feeding as a need.
No.
No.
Your hatred...
Baited!
Has from you to fade away.
Your hatred...
Kept baited!
Has from you to fade away.
You've got to give your heart,
A reason to harvest...
More,
Of the love!
You've got to give your heart,
A reason to harvest...
More and more of the love!
You've got to take notice hatred baited has to go!
Your hatred...
Baited!
Has from you to fade away.
Your hatred...
Kept baited!
Has from you to fade away.
You've got to take notice hatred baited has to go!
Your hatred...
Kept baited!
You've got to take notice hatred baited has to go!
And from you faded away!
You can't keep bigotry,
Feeding as a need.
No.
No it's got to go.
You can't keep bigotry,
Feeding as a need.
No.
No.
You've got to take notice hatred baited has to go!
Your hatred...
Kept baited!
Has from you to fade away.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unsmeared View
the child sees the world
as it is, its charm and loveliness
the mountain for its glory
the birds for their brevity of songs
and woman for her propensity
to shower him warm kisses
a child is a bouquet or rose
that opens to us an unsmeared view of love
till racism and religious bigotry dislodge
him from that sacred sanctuary
to fall into a sea of distorted values
where he shuttles helplessly between love and hate
ask hitler, saddam hussein, who left nothing
but shredded, withered and torn roses
flying into our path
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Barbarian
How sacred are the duties of some,
That special careers subdue barbarism.
How fed are the learned ones,
That disease earned its ablutions.
We practise a wider plan of deceit,
Forming from the placid and bittersweet.
Barbaric despots overhaul the minority,
And capture or capitulate, what deformity!
poem by Naveed Akram
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Bender
sweet...
could take me around
only to...
I spit
step on my disease, so nice to see me bleed
step on my disease, I cannot contain
slow it down
I'm
so winded
I've fallen down again
taste...
the numb of my teeth
forever...
it made me
spit
step on my disease, so nice to see me bleed
step on my disease, I cannot contain
slow it down
I'm
so winded
I've fallen down again
I fell over
walking dead
now that you found out some more about me
I wonder how long it'll be
before you leave
song performed by by Deftones
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