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Straight, Inc. and Derivatives / Survivor weekly check in thread
« on: February 17, 2004, 06:26:00 AM »
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Straight, Inc. and Derivatives / NY Post
« on: February 17, 2004, 06:11:00 AM »
I love the way the media uses the word "junky"
http://www.nypost.com/news/regionalnews/18035.htm
Eat shit and die....that is all
http://www.nypost.com/news/regionalnews/18035.htm
Eat shit and die....that is all
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Straight, Inc. and Derivatives / Father Cassian News
« on: February 17, 2004, 04:24:00 AM »
For Miller Newton...
"Would it be possible for you to shut the fuck up?!"
follow me now and I will drown you
fill you full of reason
no windows Ill take you
to the dirty place that I love
slipping on messes
you made when I hit you
makes me more exicitable
Ill never get caught
pull it tight Ill see right through it
Ill never get caught
cradle the difference in front of your fist
force it down to bring it back up
make them listen one more time
wrapping you up in an american flag
I fuck you for the glory
no complaints from my friends
they keep their fucking mouths shut
I couldnt care less
about the way that you see me
soothing I will never be
Ill always get shit
for acknowledging pervisity
Ill never get caught
cradle the difference in front of your fist
force it down to bring it back up
make them listen one more time
never get caught
*********************************
Die Motherfucker!!!!!
"Would it be possible for you to shut the fuck up?!"
follow me now and I will drown you
fill you full of reason
no windows Ill take you
to the dirty place that I love
slipping on messes
you made when I hit you
makes me more exicitable
Ill never get caught
pull it tight Ill see right through it
Ill never get caught
cradle the difference in front of your fist
force it down to bring it back up
make them listen one more time
wrapping you up in an american flag
I fuck you for the glory
no complaints from my friends
they keep their fucking mouths shut
I couldnt care less
about the way that you see me
soothing I will never be
Ill always get shit
for acknowledging pervisity
Ill never get caught
cradle the difference in front of your fist
force it down to bring it back up
make them listen one more time
never get caught
*********************************
Die Motherfucker!!!!!
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Straight, Inc. and Derivatives / Minus One
« on: February 17, 2004, 04:21:00 AM »
**** - 1 *****
Losses, losers and more, gain of life's pleasures cohorts listen
behind the doors To a life meaningless less than 0 in me all my walls
falling down pains aloft misery
I'm sure that the lessons were learned ...I'm sure that the punishments
went well deserved.. By the pawn in the plan taste of shit bitterness
walk from me everything systematically
Come on... you were the one you were the one,
To dredge up shit inside of me in my pointless life of nothing
Tell me what I'm supposed to be
Tell me who I'm supposed to be
Tell me what it takes to ascend
Tell me what it takes to live
Patience, pleasures and rewards, come in due time stare at the sun
I'm bored in a life meaningless soaking up all of me like the cross
you worship life is loss look at me I'm sure that some day we'll wake
up I'm sure that some day we'll wake from the dream
Of success and focus...tunneling to the light glowing deep inside of
me........ your taunting I wake up
Come on youweretheone youweretheone,
To dredge up shit inside of me in my pointless life of nothing
Tell me what I'm supposed to be
Pain misery distress dismal know where depressed idiot failure
In me......calling......loser......man I'm the
Loser......loser.....loser......in me......who I am....in me....
Don't feel sorry don't feel sorry for me
Don't need your sympathy or empathy, don't need your sympathy inside
of me,
Don't need your sympathy or empathy, don't need your sympathy inside
of me,
Don't feel sorry don't feel sorry for me
Come on
I know youweretheone youweretheone
Numb to feelings inside of me why I've seized my vision
Don't need you to tell me who to be
Don't need you to tell me what to be
Don't need you to tell me how to ascend
Don't need you to tell me how to live
Losses, losers and more, gain of life's pleasures cohorts listen
behind the doors To a life meaningless less than 0 in me all my walls
falling down pains aloft misery
I'm sure that the lessons were learned ...I'm sure that the punishments
went well deserved.. By the pawn in the plan taste of shit bitterness
walk from me everything systematically
Come on... you were the one you were the one,
To dredge up shit inside of me in my pointless life of nothing
Tell me what I'm supposed to be
Tell me who I'm supposed to be
Tell me what it takes to ascend
Tell me what it takes to live
Patience, pleasures and rewards, come in due time stare at the sun
I'm bored in a life meaningless soaking up all of me like the cross
you worship life is loss look at me I'm sure that some day we'll wake
up I'm sure that some day we'll wake from the dream
Of success and focus...tunneling to the light glowing deep inside of
me........ your taunting I wake up
Come on youweretheone youweretheone,
To dredge up shit inside of me in my pointless life of nothing
Tell me what I'm supposed to be
Pain misery distress dismal know where depressed idiot failure
In me......calling......loser......man I'm the
Loser......loser.....loser......in me......who I am....in me....
Don't feel sorry don't feel sorry for me
Don't need your sympathy or empathy, don't need your sympathy inside
of me,
Don't need your sympathy or empathy, don't need your sympathy inside
of me,
Don't feel sorry don't feel sorry for me
Come on
I know youweretheone youweretheone
Numb to feelings inside of me why I've seized my vision
Don't need you to tell me who to be
Don't need you to tell me what to be
Don't need you to tell me how to ascend
Don't need you to tell me how to live
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Straight, Inc. and Derivatives / dwelling in the past
« on: February 16, 2004, 12:44:00 PM »
Let him speak for himself...and Scott you are missing the point dude...Its not WHAT he said but HOW he said it..
He was being a dick on purpose then hiding behind "opinion"
Thats fine that he liked staright...but the way hes saying it is ....well I already made that clear didnt I?
He was being a dick on purpose then hiding behind "opinion"
Thats fine that he liked staright...but the way hes saying it is ....well I already made that clear didnt I?
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Straight, Inc. and Derivatives / straight incorporated 81-84
« on: February 16, 2004, 05:30:00 AM »
I am the devil therion, and you will find this to be truth, here, everywhere, in life, this one sure fact..Everyone fucking hates everyone...I give you "The Blue"
*The Blue*
Across your face
I see what you are
You wanna kill the sun
Blot out the stars
I know you, you're nothing
You're so small
You're fucking nothing
Nothing at all
The sun burns on
It reminds me of you
The slit wrists of the sky
Bleeding into the blue
We twist beneath forever
Cause do you know what you've done
Ants in the afterbirth
We're slugs under the sun
I could not wake the dead man dreaming
Acid party, murder at the late show
Mutate me and breed yourselves a savior
I could not kill the dead man screaming
Eat my dead cock
Eat my dead cock
I have fallen deep in love with the sky
Fragments of a sunbeam glaring on a kitchen knife
Leaves will fall as everything must follow
Kill your idol, come on, jump into the void
Eat my cold shit
Everybody whispers where birds fall dead
I smell the yellow sickness churning inside your head
Wiping flecks of foam, twisting with rabies
Bloody, we run through these fields of dead daisies
How can I ever
Make you know what you've done
Ants in the afterbirth
We're slugs under the sun
I have fallen in love with the sky
Fragments of sunbeam glaring on a kitchen knife
[ This Message was edited by: The Devil Therion on 2004-02-16 02:42 ]
*The Blue*
Across your face
I see what you are
You wanna kill the sun
Blot out the stars
I know you, you're nothing
You're so small
You're fucking nothing
Nothing at all
The sun burns on
It reminds me of you
The slit wrists of the sky
Bleeding into the blue
We twist beneath forever
Cause do you know what you've done
Ants in the afterbirth
We're slugs under the sun
I could not wake the dead man dreaming
Acid party, murder at the late show
Mutate me and breed yourselves a savior
I could not kill the dead man screaming
Eat my dead cock
Eat my dead cock
I have fallen deep in love with the sky
Fragments of a sunbeam glaring on a kitchen knife
Leaves will fall as everything must follow
Kill your idol, come on, jump into the void
Eat my cold shit
Everybody whispers where birds fall dead
I smell the yellow sickness churning inside your head
Wiping flecks of foam, twisting with rabies
Bloody, we run through these fields of dead daisies
How can I ever
Make you know what you've done
Ants in the afterbirth
We're slugs under the sun
I have fallen in love with the sky
Fragments of sunbeam glaring on a kitchen knife
[ This Message was edited by: The Devil Therion on 2004-02-16 02:42 ]
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