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Gamajun, the Prophetic Bird

On waters, spread without end,
Dressed with the sunset so purple,
It sings and prophesies for land,
Unable to lift the smashed wings' couple...
The charge of Tartars' hordes it claims,
And bloody set of executions,
Earthquake, and hunger and the flames,
The death of justice, crime’s intrusion...
And caught with fear, cold and smooth,
The fair face flames as one of lovers’,
But sound with prophetic truth
The lips that the bloody foam covers!...

poem by Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok
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Bloody Angel

the bloody angel
finds no comfort on this earth
she looks down at her hideous body
too confirm she has no worth
the bloody angel
lies face down in the snow
shivering uncontrollably
she's found herself alone
the bloody angel
looks up to the sky
she screams aloud asking
why god won't let her die
the bloody angel
slowly crawls across the ground
her broken wings are aching
her mumbling the only sound
the bloody angel
lifts her head to see your face
why is it that you laugh at her
and turn to walk the other way
the bloody angel
hoarsely calls out your name
she used to be your only love
but now you're not the same
the bloody angel
lays down her fragile head
the snow turns no warmer
as it becomes her death bed

poem by Black Rose
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Wilted Petals

Lovers walk pass by
With bloody red roses
Gently held on one hand
Their lover's hand on the other
While I have none

Lovers sit as I walk pass by
With bloody red wine
Swirling towards their lips
Their raucous laughter
Mocking my lone figure

Time pass by
With the bloody red sun
I, alone, with nothing holding my hand
For you are far away
Only mutter my love to the sky

I can only stand by
With my bloody red heart
Among wilted petals
And wait for the stars
To accompany me on this cold night.

poem by Shogunoka Ledesma III
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Ganenkejk

When I was just a little boy
I really longed to have a gun
but when I said to my mum
I saw she wouldn't buy me one
But my young mind would not forget
and so I couldn't just give up
that night when all was still and quiet
I went and stole my money box
Oh bloody gun ...
I smashed the pig I bought a gun
my mama said now no more cake ...
for your birthday no cake
when I was just a little boy
my goals were surely well defined
and what I saw was what I got
and I just saw that bloody gun
What a delusion ...
I fell for passion ...
Oh bloody gun ...
I smashed

song performed by by Zmelkoow
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Irritating Sky

The sky is always changing –
Can't it settle down?
Shades of blue, then reddy hue,
Puffs of grey and white;
And then it's bloody night!
At least I see a smattering
Of twinkly little things,
A silver globe occasionally
Which admittedly it brings
A sort of pleasant feeling,
Warming to the soul,
But overall it's so annoying –
Irritatingly droll!

Sky sky bloody sky, bloody sky sky
Sky sky bloody sky, sky bloody sky
Sky bloody sky bloody sky sky sky
Sky bloody sky bloody sky sky sky

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Bloody Luxury

(coverdale)
Now when I first met you
I was rolling along,
Just a bar room crooner
Singing heartbreak songs,
An I supposed I could never get next to you
But, you seemed quite happy with my company
You kept my body heat steady at 103,
With your mouth full of gimme
An your body full of much obliged
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
What you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury...
Youre a five star woman,
An you know what to give
To fill a part time loser
Full of reasons to live,
But, theres no doubt about it
Im taking a chance on you
Becos you get my heart beating heavy,
Make my knees go weak
You get me so damn nervous
I can hardly speak,
But, nothings gonna stop me
Hanging on my good luck charm
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
What you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury...
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
Honey what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
Bloody luxury
Honey what you do to me
Its bloody luxury
What you mean to me,
cos no matter what you do to me,
No matter what you do to me,
No matter what you do to me,
Its bloody luxury
Bloody luxury
Bloody luxury...

song performed by by Whitesnake
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Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Well, it was sunday, bloody sunday when the shot the people there.
The cries of thirteen martyrs filled the free derry air.
Is there anyone amongst you dare to blame it on the kids?
Not a soldier boy was bleeding when they nailed the coffin lids!
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Well, you claim to be majority, well, you know that its a lie.
Youre really a minority on this sweet emerald isle.
When stormont bans our marches, theyve got a lot to learn,
Internment is no answer, its those mothers turn to burn.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Hey! yeah!
Yeah!
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
All you anglo pigs and scotties sent to colonise the north,
You wave your bloody union jacks and you know what its worth.
How dare you hold to ransom a people proud and free?
Keep ireland to the irish, put the english back to sea!
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Hey, hey, hey!
Alright!
Ooh -
Yeah!
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Well, its always bloody sunday in the concentration camps.
Keep falls road free forever from the bloody british hands.
Repatriate to britain all of you who call it home,
Leave ireland to the irish not for london or for rome.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday, bloody sundays the day.
Sunday, bloody sunday.

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Sunday, Bloody Sunday

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Flames

Every man is a flame
God the hands that lights us
Satan the lips that blow the wind that seeks to quench us
Our destiny
To stay aflame

We are all flames
Though from different races
Our mission
To ensure that in our desire
To stay flames
We keep as many flames aflame

Together as flames
Our vision burns brighter
Our mission clearer
And the lips that blow the wind
Will only spread us
Never quench us

As flames
We stay close to the hands that light us
And together we remain aflame

poem by Onyeka Omenye
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Roots Bloody Roots

Roots Bloody Roots
Roots Bloody Roots
Roots Bloody Roots
Roots Bloody Roooaaaaaahh

I believe
In Our Fate
We Don't Need To Fake
It's All We Wanna Be
Watch Me Freeeaaak !!

I Say
We're Growing Every Day
Getting Stronger In Every Way
I'll Take You To A Place
Where We Shall Find Our

Roots Bloody Roots
Roots Bloody Roots
Roots Bloody Roots
Roots Bloody Roots

Rain
Bring Me The Strength
Is Breeding Me This Way
To Get To Another Day
And All I Want To See
Set Us Free

Why
Can't You See
Can't You Feel
This Is Real
Ahhh

I Pray
We Don't Need To Change
Our Ways To Be Saved
That All We Wanna Be
Watch Us Freak

song performed by by Sepultura
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Sunday Bloody Sunday

Well it was sunday bloody sunday
When they shot the people there
The cries of thirteen martyrs
Filled the free derry air
Is there any one amongst you
Dare to blame it on the kids?
Not a soldier boy was bleeding
When they nailed the coffin lids!
Sunday bloody sunday
Bloody sundays the day!
You claim to be majority
Well you know that its a lie
Youre really a minority
On this sweet emerald isle
When stormont bans our marches
Theyve got a lot to learn
Internment is no answer
Its those mothers turn to burn!
Sunday bloody sunday
Bloody sundays the day!
Sunday bloody sunday
Bloody sundays the day!
You anglo pigs and scotties
Sent to colonize the north
You wave your bloody union jack
And you know what its worth!
How dare you hold to ransom
A people proud and free
Keep ireland for the irish
Put the english back to sea!
Sunday bloody sunday
Bloody sundays the day!
Well, its always bloody sunday
In the concentration camps
Keep falls road free forever
From the bloody english hands
Repatriate to britain
All of you who call it home
Leave ireland to the irish
Not for london or for rome!
Sunday bloody sunday
Bloody sundays the day!
Sunday bloody sunday
Bloody sundays the day!
Sunday bloody sunday
Bloody sundays the day!
Sunday bloody sunday
Bloody sundays the day!

song performed by by Lennon John
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Bloody Well Right

So you think your schoolings phoney
I guess its hard not to agree
You say it all depends on money
And who is in your family tree
Right, youre bloody well right
You know you got a right to say
Right, youre bloody well right
You know you got a right to say
Ha-ha youre bloody well right
You know youre right to say
Yeah-yeah youre bloody well right
You know youre right to say
Me, I dont care anyway!
Write your problems down in detail
Take them to a higher place
Youve had your cry - no, I should say wail
In the meantime hush your face
Right, quite right, youre bloody well right... etc.

song performed by by Supertramp
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One's A Couple

Thanks, but no thanks
I Didn't come here to dance
I'm with somebody, I'm afraid I'll have to pass
Two years ago he left me, now his memory's back around
One's a couple baby,
Two's a crowd
We came in here to be alone
No TV, no telephone
Two old flames out on the town
One still burns, and one's burned out
One's a couple baby,
Two's a crowd
They institutionalize people for actin' like I do
I'm drinkin' with somebody, that ain't in the room
Can't you see we're busy, trying to work our problems out?
One's a couple baby,
Two's a crowd
We came in here to be alone
No TV, no telephone
Two old flames out on the town
One still burns, and one's burned out
One's a couple baby,
Two's a crowd
We came in here to be alone
No TV, no telephone
Two old flames out on the town
One still burns, and one's burned out
One's a couple baby,
Two's a crowd
One's a couple baby,
Two's a crowd

song performed by by Lee Ann Womack
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Old Flames Cant Hold A Candle To You

Downtown tonight, I saw an old friend, someone who
I use to take comfort from long before I met you
I caught a spark from his eyes of forgotten desire
With a word, or a touch, I could have rekindled that fire
Old flames cant hold a candle to you
No one can light up the night like you do
Flickering embers of love
Ive known one or two
But old flames cant hold a candle to you
Sometimes at night, I think of old lovers Ive known
I remember how holding them helped me not feel so alone
Then I feel you beside me and even their memories are gone
Like stars in the night lost in the sweet light of dawn
Old flames cant hold a candle to you
No one can light up the night like you do
Flickering embers of love
Ive known one or two
But old flames cant hold a candle to you
Old flames cant hold a candle to you
Mmmm...

song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Til death do us part together

A bloody colored wedding dress
with a veil of dark and brown
a matching tuxedo lay next to her
but no two wedding bands are found.

The two well known high school lovers
were violently tossed about
one landing in a creek near by
the other fatally smashing to the ground.

The night air brought on a smell of death
as paramedics and police arrived
the next thing they all were witnessed to
It's like the two young kids had survived.

They all wrote in their soul report
of the accident they were all called to
that as watching while the car in flames
the two lovers walked harmlessly right through.

written by Jackie Cevering

poem by Jackie Cevering
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Flashpoint

I lied
Right to your face
And I'll burn
Eternally in flames
In flames...

Instinct
Has failed me now
Enslaved
By my deceit

Lies sink in like gasoline
Saturates my body
One last spark of dishonesty
And that will be the death of me

Damned
In flames
Damned
In flames (2x)

Lies engulf me
Lies they burn me
Lies they purge me
Lies they free me
Lies sink in like gasoline
Saturates my body
One last spark of dishonesty
And that will be the death of me

Damned
In flames
Damned
In flames (2x)

song performed by by Fear Factory from Demanufacture
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Firebreather

As the wind blows and leaves rustle.
Fire spits through the air.
Smoke and ash fly everywhere.
The young and old cower in fear.

Young and handsome bursts out of the clouds.
Big and strong with a mighty sword.
Shield in one hand to fight off the flames.
Ashes fly everywhere but the hero shows no fear.

Triumphant roars ring through the skies.
Screams come from all directions.
I'll save you all the hero claims.
Flames shoot towards the sky.
The hero rises to the challenge.

A failed attempt at stabbing the heart.
Followed by many many more.
This hero will never give up.
He will not rest till mirth fills the atmosphere.

Jab, jab and jab again.
He must try with all his might.
One last stab, will the fire breather go down?
The hero hopes and prays for success.

The ground shakes.
Oh no a possible earthquake.
The hero celebrates with joy.
The monster is dead and now has no head.
The young hero mounts the head with pride.
All fear is gone but no hope is lost.
The hero may rest at last.

poem by Katie Diaz
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Bloody Valentine

Dear... My Bloody Valentine
rip my heart out
bloody valentine
look into it deeply
bloody valentine
what do u see?
bloody valentine
are u getting the full picture...
...or just a piece of the puzzle?
bloody valentine
...What do u see...

poem by James Michael
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The Bloody 20th

Century 20
The Bloody Century
If not the worst
The teacher of the 21st
To maim and kill
And rape and fill
The streets with blood
And warm the air enough
for rain to flood and wash away
our great and noble plans
and with only passing peace
To let us be prepared for death
From tsunami, earthquake, drought,
Bullet, bomb, atom or starvation,
In this time of great confusion

poem by Fred Babbin
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A Steeplechase l

I will pass you!
You won't!
I will beat you out!
Don't even think of it.
Out of my way, comrade!
Bloody bloke.
Mind the breach! Over. Oof!
That was a big one!
Onward. Onward.
I shall win, finally. I am confidant.
Not while I'm here.
I love you in the abstract but hate you face to face.
Take that!
Ow!
Bloody race. Bloody steeplechase.
My life is your death.
Your death is my life.
Disappear!
I won't!
Is this necessary?
For the moment.
Is it warm in here? Is it dark?
Don't be silly. It's the hour of 'rush'.
Hasn't it been awhile?
Wuss. Forgeddabowdit!
Can't we quit, now?
Never! Those are the rules.
How did I get into this?
Better not ask, if you're a man.
There's a 50% chance I'm not.
Your problem. Outta my way!
Bloody horse race.
Without horses.
Who will win the purse? The glorious winner's crown?
Who shall disappear in that lake? Drown in ecstasy?
Me! I shall be that happy, drowned fly.
No, me, me.
Idiots. Only me.
What's that ahead?
The finish! The finish!
How big it is! It shimmers. It breathes. It seems alive.
Oh, it is, believe me.
It beckons. I want to go there.
Fool!
What are those things stuck all over it? Those 'tenacles'.
Dunno. Hardly looks Elysian, though.
Not like what....

poem by Morgan Michaels
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This Morning I Awoke

Today I burn in the cold waters of grace
Tomorrow I drown in the hot flames of lust

Today I am what I am
Tomorrow I will be what I was

Waters of grace that burned me
Flames of lust that drowned me

We burned in the blue waters of the Pacific
We drowned in the black forests of Germany

Now we lie buried in the mists of time

poem by Michael Pruchnicki
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Gamajun, the Prophetic Bird

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Bloody Angel

Wilted Petals

Ganenkejk

Irritating Sky

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Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Flames

Roots Bloody Roots

Sunday Bloody Sunday

Bloody Well Right

One's A Couple

Old Flames Cant Hold A Candle To You

Til death do us part together

Flashpoint

Firebreather

Bloody Valentine

The Bloody 20th

A Steeplechase l

This Morning I Awoke

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