Xeroxed
Fall From Grace
False Messiah
Laid To Waste
Amidst Desire
Never Found
The Fuel That Feeds
The Fire Of Your Passion
Carbon Copy
Xeroxed Soul
Redundant Thought Assassin
Regurgitate
All You Hear
And Claim It As Your Own
Step On Those
From Which You Stole
On Your Path To The Throne
Sink Your Teeth In Decadence
Manipulate The Crown
Drink The Wine
And Toast Us All
For We Will Take You Down
song performed by by Mushroomhead from M3
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When Hannah Pressed With Grief
When Hannah pressed with grief,
Poured forth her soul in prayer;
She quickly found relief,
And left her burden there:
Like her, in every trying case,
Let us approach the throne of grace.
When she began to pray,
Her heart was pained and sad;
But ere she went away,
Was comforted and glad:
In trouble, what a resting place,
Have they who know the throne of grace!
Though men and devils rage,
And threaten to devour;
The saints, from age to age,
Are safe from all their pow'r:
Fresh strength they gain to run their race,
By waiting at the throne of grace.
Eli her case mistook,
How was her spirit moved
By his unkind rebuke?
But God her cause approved.
We need not fear a creature's face,
While welcome at a throne of grace.
She was not filled with wine,
As Eli rashly thought;
But with a faith divine,
And found the help file sought:
Though men despise and call us base,
Still let us ply the throne of grace.
Men have not pow'r or skill,
With troubled souls to bear;
Though they express good-will,
Poor comforters they are:
But swelling sorrows sink apace,
When we approach the throne of grace.
Numbers before have tried,
And found the promise true;
Nor one been yet denied,
Then why should I or you?
Let us by faith their footsteps trace,
And hasten to the throne of grace.
As fogs obscure the light,
And taint the morning air;
But soon are put to flight,
If the bright sun appear;
Thus Jesus will our troubles chase,
By shining from the throne of grace.
poem by John Newton
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Carbon Sinks
I think that I shall never see
a better Carbon Sink than M.I.T.’s
It helps keep green house gas at bay
By sequestering it away
The Carbon Sink works like a tree
but does it more efficiently
When trees in wintertime are bare
The Carbon Sink still cleans the air
And trees can yield up carbon once again
When Forest fires make them burn
Poems are made by fools like me
But Carbon Sinks are made by M.I.T
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Doing Fine
the passion of doing a thing
that you love
it loves you too
feeds that passion with fuel
a conflagration
a fusion of fire and desire
you ask me why i am doing it
because i love you
not because you love me
because i love you
things love you in return
the barks of trees that you touch
give the best leaves
the most colorful flowers
the scent
pervading the air of the night
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fuel For Fire
Gimme fuel, gimme fire, gimme that which I desire!
Turn on the dynamo, into the wild I go,
No other place I know, I know.
Turn on I see red,
Warhorse, Warhead,
Throttle up for speed ahead, yeah ahead.
CHORUS:
Ooooh, on I burn,
Fuel these pumping engines,
Burning hard, loose and clean,
And on I burn, turning my direction,
Quench my thirst with gasoline.
Gimme fuel, gimme fire, gimme that which I desire,
Can't fight the need for speed,
I'm loose, I'm clean, I'm burning lean and mean, and mean.
Ignite the open trail,
Excite, exhale, comin' on, hot from hell, yeah hot from hell.
CHORUS
Gimme fuel, gimme fire, gimme that which I desire,
Oooh, yeah-heh.
SOLO1
On I burn!
SOLO2
On, and on, and on..
Give me fuel,
On, and on, and on..
Give me fire,
On, and on, and on..
My desire,
On, and on, and on..
CHORUS
Gimme fuel, gimme fire, gimme that which I desire!
FUEL!
song performed by by Metallica
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I Am Me
(diana ross/freddie gorman/janie bradford)
Go deep in circles
To find it in me
Rain falls around to my beginnings
So many riddles of my identity
I know all the answers of who Im supposed to be
I am me
Good or bad
I am myself
Im no carbon copy of no one else
Right or wrong
I will stand up like a tree
Happy or sad
Good or bad
I am me
I am me
Following a move
Set up by some others
I would lose myself
And become another
Should I fail
And come to my ruin
Or if I succeed
It would be, be my doing
Im me
Good or bad
I am myself
Im no carbon copy of no one else
Right or wrong
I will stand up like a tree
Happy or sad
Good or bad
I am me
I am me
Different images
So many people see
Not knowing themselves
They are unique
To copy may be flattery
I understand
I can be a better me
Than anyone else
I am me
Good or bad
I am myself
Im no carbon copy of no one else
Right or wrong
I will stand up like a tree
Happy or sad
Good or bad
I am me
I am me
I am me
song performed by by Diana Ross
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The Last Shot
Last shot sure killed me
Pour another drink
Lets drink to the last shot
And the blood on the dishes in the sink
Blood inside the coffee cup
Blood on the table top
But when you quit, you quit, but you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot
When you quit, you quit, but you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot
I shot blood at the fly on the wall
My heart almost stopped hardly there at all
I broke the mirror with my fall, with my -
- fall-fall-fall
Fall-fall-fall
Gimme a double, give yourself one two
Gimme a short beer, one for you too
And a toast to everything that doesnt move
That doesnt move
But when you quit, you quit, but you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot
When you quit, you quit, but you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot
Whiskey, bourbon, vodka and scotch
I dont care what it is youve got
I just want to know that its my last shot
My last shot
I remember when I quit pretty good
See this here, this is where I chipped my tooth
Shot of vein in my neck and I coughed up a quaalude
On my last shot
My last shot
Heres a toast to all thats good
And heres a toast to hate
And heres a toast to toasting and Im not boasting
When I say Im getting straight
When I say Im getting straight
But when you quit, you quit, but you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot
When you quit, you quit, but you always wish
That you knew it was your last shot
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Hearts On Fire
We saw the writings on the wall
When heathens ruled above us all
Tormented, we still heard the call
You come to bring us down
Wield the scepter, steal the crown
Time on the throne is running out
Cause seasons change but we are still the same
Event though the cold winds blow were burning like a flame
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Burning for the steel
Hearts On Fire
For years shunned by society
Outcasts, condemned for our beliefs
Our legions grew in secrecy
And now, the time is here
I see the Templars everywhere
The Freedom Call is drawing near
We hold our rebel banners up with pride
The colours crimson and the Hammer is the sign
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Burning for the steel
Solo: Stefan
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Hearts On Fire, Hearts On Fire
Burning, burning with desire
Hearts On Fire
song performed by by Hammerfall
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You're No God
Dark rewrite of the Linda Ronstadt classic You're No Good
Written for the antichrist whoever they may be
Feeling bitter, now that you know to me you'll never get through
Feeling bitter 'cause I just won't
I just won't give in to you
I learned my real savior's lesson
I gladly bear the scars of his cross
Turning my back on you
Just like he ask me to
Cause through my faith in him
I've seen you for who you really are
You're no God
You're no God
You're no God
False prophet, you're no God
I'm gonna sing it again
Till this whole falling apart world knows
You're no God
You're no God
You're no God
False prophet, you're no God
No God
No God of mine
You wanna steal away a lamb from his flock that's good and pure
Well, I won't throw my soul away
No, not over a devil like you
Someday forced to repent
Repent for your sins
You'll be forced to beg his forgivness on bended knee
Oh, I would't blame him if he ask me to sing
Ask me to sing to you
You're no God
You're no God
You're no God
False prophet, you're no God
I'm gonna sing it again
Till all turn away from your dark light
You're no God
You're no God
You're no God
False prophet, you're no God
I'm telling you now, false messiah
As I'm sending you away
Far, far away from me
Forget about it false messiah
'Cause you're not winning my soul this day, today
You're no God
You're no God
You're no God
False prophet, you're no God
I'm gonna sing it again
Till all your devil's lies are exposed
You're no God
You're no God
You're no God
False messiah, you're no God
Oh, oh no
You're no God
You're no God
You're no God
False messiah, you're no God
2008 Ramona Thompson
poem by Ramona Thompson
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Flame of Desire
Desire is the fire that enlightens my mind.
Without it I falter and fall far behind.
It’s that bright spark which drives me to succeed
And directs me to all the things I will need.
Desire fills the gaps that my failures will leave;
So once more in myself I’ll want to believe.
Without desire my path is a precipitous way
With nothing to rescue me from downs of each day.
From the shadow of failure, success surely will shine
As from dry, rocky vineyards does blossom sweet wine.
Matter not the success, its birth is desire
Love of self and others is the spark that ignites this fire.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Modern Love XLI: How Many a Thing
How many a thing which we cast to the ground,
When others pick it up becomes a gem!
We grasp at all the wealth it is to them;
And by reflected light its worth is found.
Yet for us still 'tis nothing! and that zeal
Of false appreciation quickly fades.
This truth is little known to human shades,
How rare from their own instinct 'tis to feel!
They waste the soul with spurious desire,
That is not the ripe flame upon the bough.
We two have taken up a lifeless vow
To rob a living passion: dust for fire!
Madam is grave, and eyes the clock that tells
Approaching midnight. We have struck despair
Into two hearts. O, look we like a pair
Who for fresh nuptials joyfully yield all else?
poem by George Meredith
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Inside your Soul
Inside your Soul
Passion is always in fashion
Desire is a fire
Inside your soul
Need is something we feed
With hope in our heart, we just know
Want isn’t
Meant to taunt or flaunt
Uncontrollable desire is the fire
Inside your soul
Remember Passion is
Forever in fashion
And fire burns
poem by E.Marie AldrichCreasy
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Drink Poetry, Oh Ye of Small Faith
Drink poetry, oh ye of small faith:
Drink poetry from a bottle
Drink poetry from a book
Drink poetry from a fountain
Take another look.
Drink for sanctuary
Drink for inspiration
Drink for endurance
But never hesitation.
A toast to poetry
And a toast to time
A toast to us:
Live forever in rhyme.
poem by Patti Masterman
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The Passion Of Christ
I'll not hunger for a fortune while others wait and starve!
Nor drink away the afternoon... Nor at the beggars laugh!
I challenge every soul on Earth to stand up for what's right!
To humbly pray for what has worth! No matter, day or night!
This world has problems all its own! Must men be taught to care?
And till all evil's overthrown, I shall not quit My prayer!
For eternal is My vigil! The Cosmos cannot end
Till it's seen faith's mighty struggle and evils are condemned!
Father, grant Me still the passion! Let not the heat grow cold!
Unblemished by every fashion that tries to fit Man's mould!
God gave a shield, God gave a sword, God gave a helmet, too!
So that I'd stand and fight assured and see the battle through!
And if I must die a hero that only God could see,
God grant He makes new blood to flow in heroes just like Me!
For I'll not die a withered man with all My passions spent!
I'll do the very best I can! There's no way I'll relent!
Hell has no fury like the fire that burns within My soul!
To God's great justice I aspire... and God's grace is My goal!
I cannot turn this way or that, retreat My pilgrim path...
Should My dead body be laid flat, 't would be My epitaph!
No craven coward soul am I! No weakling on My own...
I've seen almighty God on high! He's smiling on His Throne!
So if I'm martyred, 'tis God's will... My soul still shines with love!
No matter where My blood may spill, My soul ascends above!
poem by Denis Martindale
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I found that glorious throne,
I found that glorious throne,
You blessed my soul all the way,
All from a distance,
Think that the throne is upon me,
You are the will that gave me the deliverance,
All that great thought within me,
Think that these events are making me great,
In my great thought about life and love,
You really meant to rescue my soul,
All that understanding within me,
There is no more hesitation in my soul,
Give me the Will of the Sword,
You came all the way to make me sway,
Come and rescue me from all my agony,
In all that is to be done,
There is no more sorrow in my soul,
Since it is by law and justice that I see my face,
Come and give me the will to justice,
My achievements make me perceive the beauty and grace,
Never plan to sleep anymore in that awakening.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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Amidst, amidst
Amidst, amidst
Amidst the waves
The ocean-waves that sparkle on the pilot sea
And glisten in the night to dancing forms
Of elfin size in silent prancing lost.
Aloft, aloft
My soul I have let go
That it may find at last
Its home, the yearning-prize
Wherein it must go now:
The ocean-sea that sparkles in the night.
I hear the chains cut
I hear the pains fall
I hear my dress of breath
Fall in the channel sea, beyond the straits
Where the wide Ocean beckons and awaits:
Where the wide night yet sparkles full as day
Where the dawn riseth from its eastern cave
Where beauty surfeits by excess of love:
Where the Good rests and stays
My soul will sail.
And from the triad of rocks that menacing
Stands in the ocean path
The sirens sing their lay.
Yet the night shines and there is light
The soul sails on, the siren-song by-passed
Withers and loses in the ocean’s vast.
The breezes blow, the breezes blow my face.
And the soul sails, still sails this night.
poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
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Producer/fall From The Grace Of The People
Earth shares what earth receives
And now only blood brings life
A tiller bring life, producer bring life
Protector bring life, soiled hands bring life
The tree of democracy shall be watered by the blood of revolution
So go plant a seed, go plant a seed for harvest
Go plant a seed for harvest producer
Producer, producer, producer, producer
Producer, producer, producer, producer
Producer, producer, producer, producer
Producer, producer, producer, producer
Producer, producer, producer, producer
Producer, producer
And it all shall fall by the grace of the people and
It all shall fall by the grace of the people and
It all shall fall by the grace of the people and
It all shall fall by the grace of the people and
It all shall fall
It all shall fall
I first met you and the ideas you uphold while incarserated
A victim of a social experiment
Eventually addicted to your eight hour injections of hypocracy and
Arrogance and greed
Forced to sit with coplicity in front of my executioners
As they blugeoned me with their so called superior values and demanded my submission
I bacame an indentured servant in a factory
Where I myself was the product
Whos useful quality was to protect their palaces
Every word uttered from their mouths strangeled me
So that every thought I express
Shall sow the seed for the noose around their necks
And set fire to their homes
And every word uttered from their mouths strangeled me
So that every thought I express
Shall sow the seed for the noose around their necks
And set fire to their homes
And set fire to their homes
And set fire to their homes
And set fire to their homes
And set fire to their homes
And it all shall fall by the grace of the people and
It all shall fall by the grace of the people and
It all shall fall by the grace of the people and
It all shall fall by the grace of the people and
It all shall fall by the grace of the people and
It all shall fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
Fall
song performed by by Rage Against The Machine
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Sink The Pink
Put your gear into fire
Lay your bullets on the ground
Turn your head to desire
Theres a woman going down
She said shell rough you up, all the way
And she gonna spit you out, count your days
She says choice is yours, casually
So why dont you do what comes naturally
Chorus:
Sink the pink, its all the fashion
Drink the drink, its old-fashioned
Gimme water, gimme wine
Gonna show you a good time
Sink the pink
Sink the pink
Got a fever runnin high
Give you wings to make you fly
She school you like a fool
She make you break the rules
She wanna get a shot, hit the spot
Then Im gonna rack em up, get that hot
She said make it good, satisfy
You know that woman got [dallas | jealous] eyes
Repeat chorus
Solo
Repeat chorus
song performed by by AC-DC
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Psalm 81
In the midst of the noise I speak to you
Open your ears and hear my voice
I removed your shoulder from the burden
And yet I do not hear my children rejoice
I hear them complain and grumble aloud
They are blinded by their own desire
Their mouths confess but their hearts deny
Yet still by night they follow the fire
My heart was to give you milk and honey
And to give you the finest wheat
You could have stood and saw the power of God
And watch your enemies fall to defeat
Yet even now I speak to you
I would fill you with passion and desire
Humble yourself before the Lord
And I will fill you with a fire
poem by Frank McEleny
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No Taking My Fire and Passion
There's a fire in my eyes
a passion in my soul
that no one can quench.
This fire that leads my life
takes no pauses
this passion has ne doing
anything and everything
to do what my passion commands
the desires of my passion
are unquenchable and
uncontainable. you want some
of this girls free tough
you can't get none. you want to
take her passion away
goodluck. hahaha your
feeble attempts make me
laugh. There is no taking
my fire or passion too.
so not sorry and I hope you'll
one day find a fire and passion
of your own rather than trying to take mine
Helen All Alone
There was darkness under Heaven
For an hour's space--
Darkness that we knew was given
Us for special grace.
Sun and noon and stars were hid,
God had left His Throne,
When Helen came to me, she did,
Helen all alone!
Side by side (because our fate
Damned us ere our birth)
We stole out of Limbo Gate
Looking for the Earth.
Hand in pulling hand amid
Fear no dreams have known,
Helen ran with me, she did,
Helen all alone!
When the Horror passing speech
Hunted us along,
Each laid hold on each, and each
Found the other strong.
In the teeth of Things forbid
And Reason overthrown,
Helen stood by me, she did,
Helen all alone!
When, at last, we heard those Fires
Dull and die away,
When, at last, our linked desires
Dragged us up to day;
When, at last, our souls were rid
Of what that Night had shown,
Helen passed from me, she did,
Helen all alone!
Let her go and find a mate,
As I will find a bride,
Knowing naught of Limbo Gate
Or Who are penned inside.
There is knowledge God forbid
More than one should own.
So Helen went from me, she did,
Oh, my soul, be glad she did!
Helen all alone!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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