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Within Temptation – Forgiven
Watched the clouds drifting away
Still the sun can’t warm my face
I know it was destined to go wrong
You were looking for the great escape
To chase your demons away
This song is one of the most beautiful that I have heard in quite a long time. The singer, Sharon den Adel, has sucha beautiful vocal range that blends quite masterfully with the instruments, it gives me chills whenever I hear it.
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Always Look on the Bright Side of Life
Coordinator: Crucifixion?
Prisoner: Yes.
Coordinator: Good. Out of the door, line on the left, one cross each.
[Next prisoner]
Coordinator: Crucifixion?
Mr. Cheeky: Er, no, freedom actually.
Coordinator: What?
Mr. Cheeky: Yeah, they said I hadn’t done anything and I could go and live on an island somewhere.
Coordinator: Oh I say, that’s very nice. Well, off you go then.
Mr. Cheeky: No, I’m just pulling your leg, it’s crucifixion really.
Coordinator: [laughing] Oh yes, very good. Well…
Mr. Cheeky: Yes I know, out of the door, one cross each, line on the left.
Video Link: Life of Brian ending
The ending of Life of Brian
Some things in life are bad,
They can really make you mad,
Other things just make you swear and curse,
When you’re chewing life’s gristle,
Don’t grumble,
Give a whistle
And this’ll help things turn out for the best.
And…
Always look on the bright side of life.
[whistle]
Always look on the light side of life.
[whistle]
If life seems jolly rotten,
There’s something you’ve forgotten,
And that’s to laugh and smile and dance and sing.
When you’re feeling in the dumps,
Don’t be silly chumps.
Just purse your lips and whistle.
That’s the thing.
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I Lose My Mind Beneath The Sea: The Golden Boy Swallowed by the Sea
And The Endless Crowds Of People
They Walk Upon This Stone
Where Will Their Memory Go
Where Did Their Minds Come From
And I Was Only A Child
When I First Looked In Your Eyes
And Saw Your Body Rise Over The OceanWe Saw The Golden Boy Bleed Love
Onto The Sand Like Rain
While We Were Injecting Colours
Into Our Open Veins
And Deep Beneath The Water
The Dead Black Silence CrawledFar Away Across The Ocean
The Golden Boy’s Beneath The Sea
The Golden Boy Swallowed By The SeaAnd Love Is Sometimes Violent
And Violence Has No Constraint
And I Can See Inside You
Yes I Can Feel What You Think
And With This Knife Of Silver
I Will Release Your Soul
And Throw It Out Into The OceanNine Million Miles In A Straight Line
In A Place Just Like This
In A Ship On The Water
Where No Dimensions Exist
My Hands Are Holding Your Picture
And The Image It Shifts
I Tear It Up And Scatter It Over The Ocean
The Golden Boy That Was Swallowed By The Sea~swans
What is usually thought of as love
Is actually its opposite
The destruction of diversity
The antithesis of compassion
It is this idea that I must make you exactly like me
I must assimilate your mind, into my way of thinking
So that we may all be mere copies of one another
Without a single difference between us
Its all meaningless rote and ritual
Devoid of any fruitful existence
Stands between us, like a raging inferno
Burning anyone who gets too close to our boundaries
Are we really so different, at the core of our being?
Is not most of what we seek, one and the same?
But there is this mechanism in our conditioning
Often stifling our ability to extinguish the blaze
Draining Patience, Draining Patience, Drain Vitality. This Paranoid, Paralyzed Vampire Acts a Little Old
by Tool
A groan of tedium escapes me,
Startling the fearful.
Is this a test? It has to be,
Otherwise I can’t go on.
Draining patience, drain vitality.
This paranoid, paralyzed vampire act’s a little old.
But I’m still right here
Giving blood, keeping faith
And I’m still right here.
Wait it out,
Gonna wait it out,
Be patient (wait it out).
If there were no rewards to reap,
No loving embrace to see me through
This tedious path I’ve chosen here,
I certainly would’ve walked away by now.
Gonna wait it out.
If there were no desire to heal
The damaged and broken met along
This tedious path I’ve chosen here
I certainly would’ve walked away by now.
And I still may … (sigh) … I still may.
Be patient.
I must keep reminding myself of this.
And if there were no rewards to reap,
No loving embrace to see me through
This tedious path I’ve chosen here,
I certainly would’ve walked away by now.
And I still may.
Gonna wait it out.
Daylight Dancer
by Lacuna Coil
Answer me, it can’t be so hard
Cry to relieve what’s in your heart
Desolation, grief and agony
Trying to move
down in this grave
Trying to believe in every faith
As another bridge to clarity
Want to stay another way
(Want to stay another way)
Want to stay another way
(Want to stay another way)
Take another chance
to find a distant sanity
and turn your pain in truth
Take another chance
to fight a different enemy
and try to free it
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What’s In Your Head… Zombies?
by The Cranberries
Another head hangs lowly,
Child is slowly taken.
And the violence caused such silence,
Who are we mistaken?
But you see, it’s not me, it’s not my family.
In your head, in your head they are fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are crying…
In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What’s in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, dou, dou, dou, dou, dou…
Another mother’s breakin’,
Heart is taking over.
When the vi’lence causes silence,
We must be mistaken.
It’s the same old theme since nineteen-sixteen.
In your head, in your head they’re still fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are dying…
In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What’s in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, oh, ya, ya-a…
Ascend
I am talking to you
And you know that everything I have I give to you
But I still hide a secret and you’ll never touch me there
I’m going to the mountain with my knowledge
I’m going to the mountain
I’m going to the mountain with my knowledge
With my knowledge
And when the heavens crack and when my heart is yours
When walls are tumbling down, and gate will shatter
And light comes down and walks through the dead who rise
For the kingdom come and the holy one
We will ascend and take the hand of Gabriel
And then the sky opens up just for us
And I hear him speak
I hear your heart
I hear your heart
I am talking to you
And you know that everything I have, I give to you
But I still hide a secret and you’ll never touch me there
I’m going to the mountain with my knowledge
I’m going to the mountain
I’m going to the mountain with my knowledge
With my knowledge
And when the heavens crack and when my heart is yours
When walls are tumbling down, the gate will shatter
And light comes down and walks through the dead who rise
For the kingdom come and the holy one
We will ascend and take the hand of Gabriel
And then the sky opens up just for us
And I hear him speak
I hear your heart
I hear your heart
Jarboe – Mouth of Flames
by Jarboe
I am she whom the winds fear
I am she who brings the fire
I am she the lightning and the thunder
I am this shower of life
I am she; the mouth of flames
Into the light, I fall grace
I am she whom the winds fear
I am she who brings the fire
I am she the lightning and thunder
This shower… Life
I am she: the mouth of flames
Into the light I travel
I travel…Grace
I am she whom the winds fear
I am she who brings the fire
I am she the lightning and thunder
I am this shower of life
Into the light I fall into grace
Into the light I fall into the mouth of flames
Has this ever been your life?
Every day is exactly the same…. There is no love here and there is no pain…. Every day is exactly the same…
I remember when my life was like this. No love… No pain… But now that is all over.
When we live for today… experience today’s pain and/or pleasure… then every day will be its own miracle.
But oh so many of us remain trapped in this sort of reality.
I believe I can see the future
Cause I repeat the same routine
I think I used to have a purpose
But then again
That might have been a dream
I think I used to have a voice
Now I never make a sound
I just do what I’ve been told
I really don’t want them to come around
Oh, no
Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same
I can feel their eyes are watching
In case I lose myself again
Sometimes I think I’m happy here
Sometimes, yet I still pretend
I can’t remember how this got started
But I can tell you exactly how it will end
I’m writing on a little piece of paper
I’m hoping someday you might find
Well I’ll hide it behind something
They won’t look behind
I’m still inside here
A little bit comes bleeding through
I wish this could have been any other way
But I just don’t know, I don’t know what else I can do
I believe I can see the future
Cause I repeat the same routine
I think I used to have a purpose
But then again
That might have been a dream
I think I used to have a voice
Now I never make a sound
I just do what I’ve been told
I really don’t want them to come around
Oh, no
Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same
I can feel their eyes are watching
In case I lose myself again
Sometimes I think I’m happy here
Sometimes, yet I still pretend
I can’t remember how this got started
But I can tell you exactly how it will end
I’m writing on a little piece of paper
I’m hoping someday you might find
Well I’ll hide it behind something
They won’t look behind
I’m still inside here
A little bit comes bleeding through
I wish this could have been any other way
But I just don’t know, I don’t know what else I can do