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Lgaia
posted on 05-11-2001 @ 1:11 PM      
Psychopath
Registered: Oct. 00
Song of the Dispossessed

The river is deep and the road is long,
Daylight comes and I want to go home.
Awoke this morning
To find my people's tongues were tied
And in my dreams
They were given books to poison their minds.

The river is deep and the mountain high,
How long before the other side.

We are their mortar,
Their building bricks and their clay.
Their gold teeth mirror
Both our joys and our pain.

The river is deep and the ocean wide,
Who will teach us how to read the signs.

The earth is our mother
She taught us to embrace the light,
Now the lord is master
She suffers an eternal night.

You blocked up my ears,
You plucked out my eyes,
You cut out my tongue,
You fed me with lies,

Oh lord.



Mr. Brownstone
posted on 05-11-2001 @ 3:43 PM      
O&A Board Regular
Registered: Dec. 00


The Ubiquitous Mr Lovegrove

I thought that you knew it all
Well you've seen it ten times before.
I thought that you had it down
With both your feet on the ground.
I love slow...slow but deep.
Feigned affections wash over me.
Dream on my dear
And renounce temporal obligations.
Dream on my dear
It's a sleep from which you may not awaken.

You build me up then you knock me down.
You play the fool while I play the clown.
We keep time to the beat of an old slave drum.
You raise my hopes then you raise the odds
You tell me that I dream too much
Now I'm serving time in disillusionment.

I don't believe you anymore...I don't believe you.

I thought that I knew it all
I'd seen all the signs before.
I thought that you were the one
In darkness my heart was won.

You build me up then you knock me down.
You play the fool while I play the clown.
We keep time to the beat of an old slave drum.
You raise my hopes then you raise the odds
You tell me that I dream too much
Now I'm serving time in a domestic graveyard.

I don't believe you anymore...I don't believe you.

Never let it be said I was untrue
I never found a home inside of you.
Never let it be said I was untrue
I gave you all my time.




Now seeking junior Brownstones to adopt


I see stupid people...They're everywhere...They don't know they're stupid...
Lgaia
posted on 05-12-2001 @ 12:21 AM      
Psychopath
Registered: Oct. 00

I AM STRECHED ON YOUR GRAVE

I am stretched on your grave
And will lie there forever
With your hands held in mine
I'd be sure we'd not sever
My apple tree my brightness
'Tis time we were together
For I smell of the earth
And am stained by the weather
When my family thinks
That I'm safe in my bed
From night until morning
I am stretched at your head
Calling out to the air
With tears both hot and wild
Oh I grieve for the girl
That I loved as a child

The priests and the friars
Behold me in dread
Because I still love you
My love and you're dead
I would still be your shelter
From rain and from storm
And with you in your cold grave
I cannot sleep warm






This message was edited by Lgaia on 5-12-01 @ 12:27 AM
Dr. Zaius
posted on 05-12-2001 @ 7:30 PM      
Hanger-On
Registered: Oct. 00

Xavier

Fair Rosanna, your vagrancy's a familiar tale.
Fraught with danger, the lives you led were judged profane.
Hatred enfolds us, inculates our minds with it's heresy.
Laymen enfold us, clemency arise to set you free.
Fate, Arvo Rosannia has prayed
That life giving waters may rain
Down on the souls of men
To cure them of their ways.

These were the sins of Xavier's past,
Hung like jewels in the forest of veils.
Deep in the heart where the mysteries emerge
Eve bears the stigma of original sin.

Freedom's so hard,
When we are all bound by laws, etched in the scheme
Of nature's own hand,
Unseen by all those who fail in their pursuit of fate.

Arvo Rosannia has prayed
That life giving waters may rain
Down on the souls of men
To cure them of their ways.

And as the night turns into day,
Will the sun illuminate your way,
Or will your nightmares come home to stay?..
Xavier love lies here in chains.

These were the sins of Xavier's past,
Hung like jewels in the forest of veils.



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