Memory Melody in F Minor
Debut to fin, bang to whimper,
soon last gasp clasps passed prey,
nor page heroic, caged rage, simper,
'tis time to piper pay.
Debunking myth perpetuation
of harp, winged busker fey's
shell empty, husk's examination
nor sin, nor din displays.
Debutante declines, chants fades out,
eyes close, leave hair as grey
bedraggled. Phantom dreams must flout
lust non-plussed wastes away.
Debilitation. Curled, unfurled,
from birth to berth our stay
from girlish curls, life's wayward whirls,
chance dance must soon decay.
Debonnaire brain wanes, upper hand
time gains, what's left to say?
Once lofty leaves green, browned, soft land
in mire where no choirs play.
Debased trace, memory; choice numb,
comedy's held at bay,
all's sprawl, small call, thrall palls, voice dumb,
life's raffle, baffled fray.
Debriefing's left to friends bereft,
life's strife, joys pain; dismay
drowns heroes slain unsung, warp weft
from game cleft sans replay.
(23 May 2010)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Tomorrow is another day
Whispers from misfortunes past
from time's breeze soon fade away,
regrets responding to dice cast
lost opportunities gainsay.
Tomorrow is another day
that eyes shan't see to weep or praise,
crushed, hushed, man's vanity can't play
forever, Death's cards scorn bluff raise.
Début to fin, bang to whimper,
soon last gasp clasps passed prey,
nor page heroic, caged rage, simper,
it is time to piper pay.
Debunking myth perpetuation
of harp, winged busker fey's
shell empty, husk's examination
nor sin, nor din displays.
Debutante declines, chants fades out,
eyes close, leave hair as grey
bedraggled. Phantom dreams must flout,
lust non-plussed wastes away.
Debilitation. Curled, unfurled,
from birth to berth our stay
from girlish curls, life's wayward whirls,
chance dance must soon decay.
Debonnaire brain wanes, upper hand
time gains, what's left to say?
Once lofty leaves green, browned, soft land
in mire where no choirs play.
Debased trace, memory; choice numb,
comedy's held at bay,
all's sprawl, small call, thrall palls, voice dumb,
life's raffle, baffled fray.
Debriefing's left to friends bereft,
life's strife, joys pain; dismay
drowns heroes slain unsung, warp weft
from game cleft sans replay.
(17 June 2012)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Ghosts
Last passing leaves leave, life's page sage admires,
most boasts are ghost hosts, post haste phantom choirs,
now tripping, hesitant, upon life’s board,
stillborn, denying deepest heart’s desire.
As puppets men, leaves, dance upon branch wire
taut from birth to death, - staged play's proved liar,
taught to act but not to BE! - the sword
of Fate each early, late, must all retire.
For few dare seek the stars, or yet aspire
for freedom, seldom glance above their mire,
fear chloroforming chlorophyll cuts cord
that holds life's journey from horizons higher.
The burning bush survived the blazing fire,
and witness stands to God the purifier, -
yet oil on troubled waters oft is poured
as Fall to Winter wanes, frost snaps high-flyer.
Lifes leaves soon grieve, deceived by Summer, ire
replacing lush greens flush, Time sees misfire
intimations of immortality
when verdant vibrance turns red, brown, then mire.
Life is too short, who strums soul poet’s lyre
must tame frame's vagrant strings. Sole versifier
intensely seeks sense off the fence, each chord
in tune with Autumn moon runes' mortal quire!
Leaves drop, hearts stop, in season all retire
from green-scene bud to has been dud quagmire,
so little space to race then silent doom,
strum still tombed, dumb will catacombed entire.
Revised 19 October 2011
see also Rubaiyat of Ghosts
GHOSTS
Few passing strangers may the sage admire,
as most are ghosts without a phantom choir,
now tripping, hesitant, upon life’s board,
stillborn, denying e’en their heart’s desire.
Most men as puppets dance upon a wire
taut from birth to death, - to play as liar,
taught to act but not to BE! - the sword
of Fate each early, late, must all retire.
For few dare seek the stars, or yet aspire
for freedom, seldom glance above their mire,
for eighty, maybe ninety years life’s cord
they tread and never aim at something higher.
The burning bush survived the blazing fire,
and witness stands to God the purifier, -
yet oil on troubled waters oft is poured
by those who shun each prophet as a liar.
Life is too short, who strums the poet’s lyre
must tame the vagrant strings. The versifier
must seek deep harmony where every chord
in tune responds to feelings all inspire!
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Move Over Busker
Well the rest of my life lay in front of me,
I was pedalling down the road,
When I saw nell gwynne and her oranges
And Ill have one of those.
She said move over busker, dont bang your drum
Move over busker, your time will come.
Well I was hanging around for a miracle,
Struggling with a rhyme,
When I saw mae west in a sweaty vest,
And I said Ill come up and see you sometime.
She said move over busker, dont bang your drum
Move over busker, your time will come.
Youve got it coming, come on come on,
Youve got it coming, coming to you.
Youve got it coming, come on come on,
Youve got it coming, coming to you.
Well Ive been waiting, but Im impatient,
No-one can hold me back, I want to stay with the action.
But I wont get it, my great illusion
Will vanish anyhow if I dont grab it now.
Well I was hacking my way throught the undergrowth,
Juggling with my pride,
When I saw errol flynn in a tiger skin,
And I said you look satisfied!!
Well he looked down at me from his motor home,
And he gave me a dirty smile,
He said well yes I am but shes calling me,
Would you excuse us for a while
Move over busker, your day is done.
Move over busker, my time has come.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Patience
PATIENCE and I have traveled hand in hand
So many days that I have grown to trace
The lines of sad, sweet beauty in her face,
And all its veiled depths to understand.
Not beautiful is she to eyes profane;
Silent and unrevealed her holy charms;
But, like a mother's, her serene, strong arms
Uphold my footsteps on the path of pain.
I long to cry, -- her soft voice whispers, 'Nay!'
I seek to fly, but she restrains my feet;
In wisdom stern, yet in compassion sweet,
She guides my helpless wanderings, day by day.
O my Beloved, life's golden visions fade,
And one by one life's phantom joys depart;
They leave a sudden darkness in the heart,
And patience fills their empty place instead.
poem by Edith Wharton
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The Young Lieutenant
The young lieutenant's face was grey.
As came the day.
The watchers saw it lifting white
And ghostlike from the pool of night.
His eyes were wide and strangely lit.
Each thought in that unhallowed pit:
“I, too, may seem like one who dies
With wide, set eyes.”
He stood so still we thought it death,
For through the breath
Of reeking shell we came, and fire,
To hell, unlit, of blood and mire.
Tianced in a chill delirium
We wondered, though our lips were dumb
What precious thing his fingers pressed
Against his breast.
His left hand clutched so lovingly
What none might see.
All bloodless were his lips beneath
The straight, white, rigid clip of teeth.
His eyes turned to the distance dim;
Our sleepless eyes were all on him.
He stirred; we aped a phantom cheer.
The hour was here!
The young lieutenant blew his call.
“God keep us all!”
He whispered softly. Out he led;
And over the vale of twisted dead,
Close holding that dear thing, he went.
On through the storm we followed, bent
To pelt of iron and the rain
Of flame and pain.
His wan face like a lodestar glowed
Down that black road,
And deep among the torn and slain
We drove, and twenty times again
He squared us to the charging hordes.
His word was like a hundred swords.
And still a hand the treasure pressed
Against his breast.
Our gain we held. Up flamed the sun.
“The ridge is won,”
He calmly said, and, with a sigh,
“Thank God, a man is free to die!”
He smiled at this, and so he passed.
His secret prize we knew at last,
For through his hand the jewel's red,
Fierce lustre bled.
poem by Edward George Dyson
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Left behind...by Meena Mustafa
Leaves may wither, flowers may die, seasons may change and time may fly
The clouds I see up in the sky, brings the rain and miseries why?
I tried my best as a child at play
No worries did I have and enjoyed each day
I could run my fastest but still get beat
At times I would land on my head not feet
But what is it that was stuck in my mind?
The wish never to be left behind.
Time flew by with a blink of an eye
Mysteries unfold...there's nothing to lie
The harder I was thrown...the higher I bounced
Nothing came easy as it was all pronounced
Name it as destiny or the state of mind
I tried my best never to be left behind
Now after all these years I see the grey
Wrinkled skin...no child at play
My frail body and humbled soul
With time my life has taken its toll
My existence slowly fades away
In the midst of darkness, I kneel and pray
I pray for strength... I pray for life
I pray for my loved ones to be by my side
'Cause I fear being left alone or left behind.
poem by Meena Mustafa
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Left Behind...
Leaves may wither, flowers may die,
seasons may change and time may fly
The clouds I see up in the sky,
brings the rain and miseries why?
I tried my best as a child at play
No worries did I have and enjoyed each day
I could run my fastest but still get beat
At times I would land on my head not feet
But what is it that was stuck in my mind?
The wish never to be left behind.
Time flew by with a blink of an eye
Mysteries unfold...there's nothing to lie
The harder I was thrown...the higher I bounced
Nothing came easy as it was all pronounced
Name it as destiny or the state of mind
I tried my best never to be left behind
Now after all these years I see the grey
Wrinkled skin...no child at play
My frail body and humbled soul
With time my life has taken its toll
My existence slowly fades away
In the midst of darkness, I kneel and pray
I pray for strength... I pray for life
I pray for my loved ones to be by my side
'Cause I fear being left alone or left behind.
poem by Meena Mustafa
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Trauma Of Time
Time Fades The Smile, Not The Pain.
Time Drains The Water Not The Damage From The Rain.
Time Fades The Tomorrow Not The Yesterday.
Time Fades The Cuts But The Scars Never Go Away.
Time Fades The Sweetness Not All The Things Sour.
Time Fades Those Few Precious Moments But Not The Crippling Hour.
Time Fades The Sun, Not It’s Brutal Remains.
Time Fades The Photographs Not There Stains.
Time Fades The Lessons Not All The Things That I’ve Learned.
Time Puts Out The Fire But Not The Days I Burned.
Time Fades The Colors Not The Glaring White.
Time Fades The Bruises Not The Darkness In The Night.
Time Fades The Happiness Not The Tears.
Time Fades The Triumphs Not The Fears.
Time Fades The Storm Not The Ocean.
Time Fades The Memories Not The Emotion.
Time Fades The Dreams Not The Nightmare.
Time Fades The Hand Not The Times You Weren’t There.
Time Fades The Beauty Not The Gloom.
Time Fades The Doors And Windows Not The Empty Room.
Time Fades The Love Not The Empty Lie.
Time Fades The Hello But Never The Goodbye.
poem by Bridgid Patrick
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This Is Your Time
It was a test we could all hope to pass
But none of us would want to take.
Faced with the choice to deny God to live,
For her, there was one choice to make.
This was her time. this was her dance.
She lived every moment; left nothing to chance.
She swam in the sea; drank of the deep;
Embraced the mystery of all she could be.
This was her time...
Though you are mourning and grieving with us,
Death died a long time ago;
Swallowed in life so that life carries on.
Still its so hard to let go.
This was her time. this was her dance.
She lived every moment; left nothing to chance.
She swam in the sea; drank of the deep;
Embraced the mystery of all she could be.
What if tomorrow, and what if today,
Faced with the question,
Oh what would you say?
This is your time. this is your dance.
Live every moment. leave nothing to chance.
Swim in the sea. drink of the deep.
Follow the mercy and hear yourself praying.
Wont you save me?
Wont you save me?
This is your time. this is your dance.
Live every moment. leave nothing to chance.
Swim in the sea. drink of the deep.
Embrace the mystery of all you can be.
This is your time. this is your dance.
Live every moment. leave nothing to chance.
Swim in the sea. drink of the deep.
Embrace the mystery of all you can be.
This is your time...
(wont you save me? )
(this is your time)
(wont you save me? )
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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Thank You for the Memory
My body tingles as I lay there still feeling your body wrapped around mine
I close my eyes and notice that there is nothing I can do but dream
For you have left me here with nothing but a memory
A memory of what we had what we were
A memory of nothing more at this time nothing to have to look forward to
My heart aches as I open my eyes and turn to see nothing but an empty bed
The scent of you makes me wonder what could have been
It makes me wonder what went so wrong
We had something that could never be replaced and not it has vanished right before my eyes
You think that the memory will be nothing more than a picture
They say “A memory will last a life time”
I say “A memory will only last a life time as long as you can keep it alive inside of your heart”
There is one thing that should be said
Thank You for the memory that will last me a lifetime of joy
~*Tosha*~
poem by Darkness Falls
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Time To Go
When a family is leaving
You choose a side
And keep things to remember them
Even if they do the worse things
Feel no pain
Always love them
Share the time you have left
You never know when it will be over
Even though this is their fate
The bond we share is thicker than blood
I would make you stay if i could
I want you to stay with me please dont go
The tears i cry flood the ground
I can not let go
Its not your time
I dont want you to go
But i guess its not my call
They cant take you
Your all i have
What will i do
If your not here with me
Who will i call
When im alone
I cant live life
Without you by my side
Just stay with me
Dont let him take you away
Is not your time
Without you i cant survive
Your all i have in this world
Dont leave me
As i stand with you
In your final moments
I begin to cry she says to me
Ill always be inside your heart
To guide you and protect you
Im sorry this has to happen
And i can no longer be with you
But its my time to go
The last moments pass
Her eyes begin to close as she enters a deep sleep
One i know she will never wake up from
I feel my heart split in two
As i cry i hold her hand
She says i love you and fades away
I say i love you softly as if she were still here with me
But i know shes gone it was her time to go
I just cant understand why now was her time to go
poem by Kerrie Maurer
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This Time Of Night
We all feel the same
All pleasure nothing to gain
Ive known you from the start
Ive grown used to your wooden heart
Now you know my name
You search your empty brain in vain
If you dont change your ways
Youll end up here with me unraised (? ? ? )
Without you theyll never know
Without you my life wont flow
Without you theyll never show
Without you the night wont go
Without you Im left alone
Without you Im on my own
Without you I lay in pain
Without you Ive gone insane
Now you must decide
What goods a lie when youve nothing to hide
Maps theyll never show
Theyre dumb like you, they never know
Its time we said goodbye
Bury your head and silence your cry
Know the feel of pain
Join our world and play our game
Without you theyll never know
Without you my life wont grow
Without you theyll never show
Without you the night wont go
Without you Im left alone
Without you Im on my own
Without you my lifes a waste
Just for you I wrap my face
Without you Im left alone
Without you Im on my own
Without you I lay here in pain
Without you Ive gone insane
Whatever you may think of me
Dont ever take my dignity (x4)
Whatever you may do to me
Dont crucify my dignity
song performed by by New Order
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My Immortal By Evanescence Through Candice
I’m so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
’cause your presence still lingers here
And it won’t leave me alone
These wounds won’t seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There’s just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried I’d wipe away all of your tears
When you’d scream I’d fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me
You used to captivate me
By your resonating life
Now I’m bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me
These wounds won’t seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There’s just too much that time cannot erase
I’ve tried so hard to tell myself that you’re gone
But though you’re still with me
I’ve been alone all along
(thanks, i like the song..it lingers too)
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Listen to my voice my lost love
Listen to my voice my lost love
Within me it pants and cries loud for you
From the depth of my soul my sighs reach above
Wherever you are; for you I endlessly rue
Listen my love in far land to my heart's throbs
Wherever you are in this wide wonder globe
Within me rages the tempest of your sweet memory
Since long you left, you abandoned me in agonizing misery
There was a time I remember when you were kind
When your voices were softly waving into my mind
And their words gently inspiring and inviting
To yield these divine thoughts so exciting
There was a time when love for us was blind
And the whole world was a dreaming song
And the song was lastly maddening
Then it all crashing went wrong
And now I dreamed a dream of time gone by
When hope and joy were high
And life was so worthy of living
I dreamed then that love would never die
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no flower unsmelled, no wine untasted
Where are you love in this wide world
With ways crossing and paths mingling
Where humans meet in thin
And part for ever not to each other to be seen
A human soul craves and yearns
Yet the feet fail, and body shrinks
It will never find nor meet
What was eternally lost
I dream that God would be forgiving
And the heart persistently prays
And wish you well beyond the touch of time's prey
From the maze of my heart my voice longs for your living
My final days upon the land
Are closing near at hand
The day of sad mourning
The finale of anguish and yearning
Yet I will wait for you my love until
The last of my moments upon this world is killed
Until all pages of life are flipped and that day will come
And I to my cankering age succumb
As the dark night tolls the knell of parting day
The lowing sheep linger slowly over vast lea
The field ants homeward plod their weary way
And leave the world to darkness and to me
Soon far from the maddening crowd's ignoble strife
I will lie away from sober wishes never tamed to stray
Locked in coffine in cool sequestered vale without life
As this whole world keeps its on going noise astray
My spirit huants my lifes last hours
Over the window hangs moulding flowrs
The air in my room is damp, and hushed and close
My life before the angle of death takes repose
My very heart faints and my whole soul grieves
As my wish fades to see you just once before I leave
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The Better Part Of Life
We're all together once again
For the first time in i don't know when
We were so close once upon a time
There were five of us kids at home
Two girls, three boys and dad and mom
But that was in the better part
Of life we left behind
Remember that old swimming hole
Where we would swim so long ago
And all them possum grapes and muskedines
And do you recall the time
We all got drunk on homemade wine
That was in the better part
Of life we left behind
Life was simple for us then
If only it could be again
How i wish we could go back in time
But time moves on and nothin' lasts
Except the memories from the past
Memories from the better part
Of life we left behind
Remember how we talked as kids
Of what we'd be when we got big
And all the dreams that we held in our minds
I wanted to be a singin' star
And you all said that i'd go far
But that was in the better part
Of life we left behind
Remember all the fun we had
Back when they say times were bad
And life was good to us and things were fine
We had fun and we had love
And a mom and dad to care for us
But that was is the better part
Of life we left behind
Life was simple for us then
If only it could be again
How i wish we could go back in time
But time moves on and nothin' lasts
Except the memories from the past
Memories from the better part
Of life we left behind
Sweet memories from the better part
Of life we left behind
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Better Part Of Life
Were all together once again
For the first time in I dont know when
We were so close once upon a time
There were five of us kids at home
Two girls, three boys and dad and mom
But that was in the better part
Of life we left behind
Remember that old swimming hole
Where we would swim so long ago
And all them possum grapes and muskedines
And do you recall the time
We all got drunk on homemade wine
That was in the better part
Of life we left behind
Life was simple for us then
If only it could be again
How I wish we could go back in time
But time moves on and nothin lasts
Except the memories from the past
Memories from the better part
Of life we left behind
Remember how we talked as kids
Of what wed be when we got big
And all the dreams that we held in our minds
I wanted to be a singin star
And you all said that Id go far
But that was in the better part
Of life we left behind
Remember all the fun we had
Back when they say times were bad
And life was good to us and things were fine
We had fun and we had love
And a mom and dad to care for us
But that was is the better part
Of life we left behind
Life was simple for us then
If only it could be again
How I wish we could go back in time
But time moves on and nothin lasts
Except the memories from the past
Memories from the better part
Of life we left behind
Sweet memories from the better part
Of life we left behind
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Peach Extender
When 'not much left exists in right'
meets 'little right in left',
all weft no warp,
all warp no weft,
no weave appears in sight.
But every now and then detected,
a pulse of left in right,
a flash of right in left:
'There's the breach I hoped, expected;
the exception proves the rule:
full fathom five no fellow lies
full-on right-wing fool,
full-on left-wing tool.'
Follow-on from my poem 'Doug's Peach'.
Partly inspired by Q&A debate between Cardinal Pell and Richard Dawkins on 9.4.2012.
poem by Douglas Scotney
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The Dance
Looking back on the memory of
The dance we shared neath the stars alone
For a moment all the world was right
How could I have known that youd ever say goodbye
(chorus)
And now Im glad I didnt know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance I could have missed the pain
But Id of had to miss the dance
Holding you I held everything
For a moment wasnt I a king
But if Id only known how the king would fall
Hey whos to say you know I might have changed it all
*chorus*
Yes my life is better left to chance
I could have missed the pain but Id of had to miss the dance.
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Misunderstood
Little old man contemplates
Suicide twice a day
Lifes passed him by
Little old woman scared and blind
Left alone in desperate times
Lifes passed her by
(chorus)
Oh, life its misunderstood them
So they close their eyes
And dream of better days
Oh, life its misunderstood, yeah
Lifes not always fair or so they say
Little boy with vacant eyes
Daddy wont be home tonight
And he dont know why
His mother she sits alone
Tangled in the web shes sewn
She lives lie to lie
(chorus)
Strangled, caged, left alone
Doin time in a broken home
Feelin left to die
Im a product of your troubled ways
You made me what I am today
Now youre askin why
Oh, life its misunderstood me
So I close my eyes
And dream of better days
Oh, life its misunderstood me
Lifes not always fair or so they say
Restless soul deep inside
Searches for some piece of mind
Livin just to die
Im an angry man I always have
Had to fight to survive my past
Sign of these times
Life, its misunderstood me
And I know, know youve been there too
Time lets a restless soul fade away
Lifes not always fair
Lifes not always fair
Or so they say
Yeah, life its misunderstood me
So I close my eyes
And dream of a better day
Oh, life its misunderstood me
Lifes not always fair
Lifes not always fair
Or so they say
Little boy with hopeful eyes
Daddys comin home tonight
So dont you cry
song performed by by Motley Crue
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Hate Stinger
For all of time we had a man
Who had a frozen heart
Hes standig on a hill
And sees the morning come
Fear and rage - destruction
He made a world of pain
Hate and sin - confession
He craved a senseless crime
cause hes a sane killer - he takes you by surprise
Hes a sane killer - stares into your eyes
Hes a hate stinger - nothing left to chance
Hes a sane killer - and hes the last to dance
Just in time he finds the way
To do without the lies
Its time to bruise and maim
Stripped of all disguise
Fear and rage - destruction
No warning or a sign
Hate and sin - confession
Hes deadly from behind
cause hes a sane killer - he takes you by surprise
Hes a sane killer - stares into your eyes
Hes a hate stinger - nothing left to chance
Hes a sane killer - and hes the last to dance
The devil rings - we pay the rent
The cruellest cut of all
We built the road he travelled on
The lessons come to call
So look for signs behind the eyes
Destructor of us all
Stands alone deathly still
The stealer has arrived
Fear and rage - destruction
He made a world of pain
Hate and sin - confession
He craved a senseless crime
cause hes a sane killer - he takes you by surprise
Hes a sane killer - stares into your eyes
Hes a hate stinger - nothing left to chance
Hes a sane killer - and hes the last to dance
cause hes a sane killer - he takes you by surprise
Hes a sane killer - stares into your eyes
Hes a hate stinger - nothing left to chance
Hes a sane killer - and hes the last to dance
song performed by by U. D. O.
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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