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TheGreatCthulhu

Composer of the Night.
ZD Champion
Joined
Jan 22, 2016
Location
United States of America
Gender
Very much a dude.
"Spiritual Healing" by Death


Always blocking the doors to your mind
Escaping the reality that surrounds you
Using faith as an excuse to kill
A sick way of life is now revealed

All the prayers in the world can't help you now
A killer a taker of life is what you are

Preach the good word
Speak no more, prepare to burn
A justified torture?
From this may others learn
The life you took a holy death, a grave mistake
No changing your mind, your life you should pay

Practice what you preach
Your loved one is now deceased
Knowledge is at our hands
Never to understand

Spiritual healing

Blinded by the twisted ways you live
Kill for religion, will the Lord forgive?
Idiocy has stricken you mind
A real-life hell you will find
 

The Dashing Darknut

DD, the dashing one
Joined
Jul 7, 2021
Location
Twilight Realm
Gender
Male, he/him/they/them
Viva la Vida — Coldplay

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes
Listened as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead long live the king
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
Missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can’t explain
Once you’d gone there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world

It was a wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn’t believe what I’d become
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can’t explain
I know St Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can’t explain
I know St Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
 

TheGreatCthulhu

Composer of the Night.
ZD Champion
Joined
Jan 22, 2016
Location
United States of America
Gender
Very much a dude.
"Inmate 4859" by Sabaton:


The dawn of century, a boy born by a lake
Resettled from Karelia’s plains
Grown to a man in exile as the Great War came
Unleashed a shadow on his world

Oh, no
Oh, no
Who knows his name?

Inmate in hell or a hero imprisoned?
Soldier in Auschwitz, who knows his name?
Locked in a cell, waging war from the prison
Hiding in Auschwitz, who hides behind 4859?

Outside help never came, decided to break free

The end of April ’43,
Join the uprising, fight on the streets while hiding his rank
Takes command all while serving his country in need.

Sent to a prison, where the heroes are judged as traitors
Accused of treason by his own
Sentenced by countrymen under pressure of foreign influence
Men he once fought to free

Oh, no
Oh, no
We know his name!

Inmate in hell or a hero imprisoned?
Soldier in Auschwitz, we know his name!
Locked in a cell, waging war from the prison
Hiding in Auschwitz, he hides behind 4859!

White eagle
Blood of Heroes
In Heaven

Forever
Rest in Heaven
True Hero
 
Joined
Mar 20, 2023
Location
Canada
Gender
Gender-fluid (she/he pronouns)
"Strong" by Velvet Chain:

I'll be right along
'Cause, baby, you're so
Strong
Baby, I see you're vulnerable to me
That's your power over me
Baby, baby, I know it's always been so
Physical love is, oh, so meaningful for you
You write love letters to me strong
You know how to talk to me so strong
Baby, I'm yours, you know
Because you're so, so strong
You're so, so strong
You would fight for me
You would starve for me
You would suffer, suffer for me
You would die for me
Well, I feel the same way too
You know I feel that way about you
I know you're mad about me
You show me because you're so, so strong
You're so, so strong

 

CynicalSquid

Swag Master General
Joined
Aug 1, 2012
Location
The End
Gender
Apache Helicopter
He put himself here
Just so he could escape
He just can't see here
Just so blinded by hate
On this journey just unable to find
He says "I'm okay" in his mind
He carries on out in this open plane
With a map of who he was in his brain
There's no pretending he's lost himself in his eyes
He’ll just be chasing butterflies

"The flashes in my eyes
The colours they move like dancers
I just can't hold on anymore
I won't cry for you
I've lost too much time
Here's the answer
I don't want to know anymore"

People see him as he talks to himself
Scared to greet him putting plans on the shelf
No-one truly gets to know who they are
Growing old makes this seem darker

Sunflower carry me home
I feel joy in my heart but death in these bones
If I feel joy in my heart then why am I alone?

Say that you love me
Say that you do
I just don't think that I could forget you
 

TheGreatCthulhu

Composer of the Night.
ZD Champion
Joined
Jan 22, 2016
Location
United States of America
Gender
Very much a dude.
"82nd All the Way" - Sabaton:


In the draft of 1917, a man from Tennessee
Overseas to the trenches he went, from the Land of the Free
Into war he brought two things along, a rifle and his faith
Join the ranks as a private, assigned to 328th

There on that day, Alvin York
Entered the fray
Saving the day
82nd all the way

Into the fires of hell, the Argonne, a hero to be
Entered the war from over the sea
Intervene, 1918, all the way from Tennessee
Hill 223

When his faith has been put to the test, the call to arms he heeds
On the 8th of October he went, made a sergeant for his deeds
Fearless, leading the raid of the war, machine gun on the hill
Charge the enemy taking the prisoners, by power of his will

There on that day, Sergeant York
Entered the fray
Saving the day
82nd all the way

Into the fires of hell, the Argonne, a hero to be
Entered the war from over the sea
Intervene, 1918, all the way from Tennessee
Hill 223

What Sergeant York achieved that day
Would echo to the USA
It’s 82nd all the way
Death from above, what they now say

What Sergeant York achieved that day
Echoes from France to the USA
It’s 82nd all the way
Death from above, what they now say

Into the fires of hell, the Argonne, a hero to be
Entered the war from over the sea
Intervene, 1918, all the way from Tennessee
Hill 223

Hell, the Argonne, a hero to be
Entered the war from over the sea
Intervene, 1918, all the way from Tennessee
Hill 223
 

CynicalSquid

Swag Master General
Joined
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Location
The End
Gender
Apache Helicopter
Check it out
I'm in the house like carpet
And if there's too many heads in my blunt I won't spark it
I'll put it in my pocket and save it like rocket fuel
'Til everybody's gone and it's cool
Then I spark it up with my brother
His momma named him Mo, but I call him Mo' Lover
And he's more than a cover, he's a quilt
We're putting **** together like that house that John built
On the hill, 'cause this ****'s gonna feel like velvet, turtle
My style fits tighter than a girdle
If ya hate it then you can just leavе it, like Beaver
But in a day or two I'll makе you a true believer in me
'Cause like the alphabet you'll see
That 'ism kicks a rhyme, not your everyday soliloquy
Like Chef Boyardee, my rhyme is truly cookin'
Peace to Matty Rich 'cause he's straight out of Brooklyn, New York
I don't eat pork or swine when I dine
I drink a cup of Kool-Aid, not a big glass of wine
Or a Henn', Heine', if you have time I'll drop rhyme again
 

Hyrulian Hero

Zelda Informer Codger
Joined
Oct 6, 2016
Location
SoDak
I know I've posted this to my literary repository but every time this song comes to mind, I smile a little so I think it belongs here.

To the tune of Funky Cold Medina



*Parental Advisory*

So I'm at the Lumpy Pumpkin,
And I'm lookin' for a date,
Feelin' like Weird Al said,
"Like wow man, can you relate?",
Kina's at the bar,
But she ain't want none this elf,
If she be that way,
Then she'll have to play,
With them pumpkins by herself.

And Groose has got his chickies,
At the other end of the place,
Tellin' them he's the slickest knight,
Just to rub it in my face.
So I pulled the guy aside,
Told the ladies, "He'll be see'n ya.",
I asks him straight,
"How'd you get a date?",
He said, "Funky Cool Saflina."

Funky Cool Saflina.

So that was Groose's secret,
For how to pick up chicks,
Saflina was all I needed to,
Get myself in the mix.
"It's like playin' Epona's Song to cows,
Or Love Potion Number Nine,
You'll ask her to,
Scoot close to you,
And she'll be so inclined."

So I gave some to my bird,
When she began to beg,
Then she winked at me,
And involuntarily,
She laid a dozen eggs.
She used to squak and squabble,
Whenever I had seen her,
But now I'm blessed,
When I fill her nest,
With the Funky Cool Saflina.

Funky Cool Saflina

So I screwed up all my courage,
And walked on up to Kina,
She said, "Who are you?",
But I played it coo',
And offered her Saflina.
She said, "What's in this drink?",
I said, "You'll like it, try it."
When the drink was gone,
That chick was on,
The Cool Saflina Diet.

So I took her to my dorm room,
Yeah she had my knees a-wobblin',
But when she got undressed,
It was a big old mess,
Kina was a moblin.
So I threw her out, I don't play about,
With no pigly misdemeanor,
If she got a snout,
Then I ain't about,
That Funky Cool Saflina.

You know what I'm sayin' y'all? That swine ain't fine.
Yeah, Funky Cool Saflina.
I ain't gettin' down.

Back out on the prowl,
Leavin' those pumpkin lumps in the past,
Gotta get some affection,
And I'd better get it fast.
I was gettin' desperate now,
So I made a drastic inquest,
And before you knew,
Got a table for two,
With the finest little zoran princess.

So after we have dinner,
I can sense she's gettin' ho'ney,
But before I can proposition her,
She's talkin' matrimony.
Now the most that I was hoping for,
She'd play my ocarina,
But that's what I get for messing 'round,
With the Funky Cool Saflina.

Funky Cool Saflina.
 

Daku Rinku

Honorary Gerudo
ZD Champion
Joined
Jun 1, 2023
Location
Worshipping At Nabooru’s Feet
Gender
Male
Surround Me -Scott Stapp
They say no man's an island but I tend to disagree
I guess they've never seen my island,
And where it lies at sea
I'm lost inside my memory.
I'm still in disbelief.
If I could paint a picture for you this is what you'd see

I'm down on my knees
Begging you to rescue me
Please stop me
Don't let me run
Surround me...Surround me...now

A wounded man sounds desperate when he's lost all his belief
Can you look into my eyes and say you won't betray me
We're running out of time
How precious time can be
I'm counting all the moments of the times you could have helped me

I'm down on my knees
Begging you to rescue me
Please stop me
Don't let me run
Surround me...Surround me

I'm down on my knees
Begging you to rescue me
Please stop me
Don't let me run
Surround me...Surround me

Surround me now.”
 

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