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Updated: Songs Of The Day - June, 2009


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Metallica- Harvester of Sorrow

Slayer- Angel of Death

Hirax- Killswitch (Old school bay area thrash)

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quicksand - head to wall.

nick cave and the bad seeds- the sorrowful wife.

i like this thread. maybe we can learn something about each other through this. and maybe turn each other onto new music. because, music after all, makes the world go round.

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Thrice - Kill Me Quickly

Can we?

Can we kill each other quickly?

Quick enough so I won't feel it?

A shot of strobe light anestesia?

We'll all be fine.

As I'm beginning to feel cold ...

My hands are shaking from fear,

white from clutching my pride.

Red from cutting you,

and blue from telling lies.

Cause I'm sick of the stabbing,

sick of the breaking,

sick of the bleeding until we fall down.

Sick of this circle of death that we dance through,

again and again just to lay in the ground.

We'll fall asleep together,

hold me darling cause I'm scared,

and I can't do this alone.

But I need,

your heart beat,

to own me.

Your cold lips to breathe.

One promise that tomorrow,

we'll wake up somewere new.

Thrice - Identity Crisis

Image marred by self infliction,

private wars on my soul waged.

Heart is scarred by dual volitions,

juxtaposed and both engaged.

A kindled flame, a test of faith,

pray help me see this through.

I put all my trust in you.

Refine hate and love!

Fall afresh on me!

End this crisis of,

Identity!

Draw this darkness out like poison,

stab retreive again decline.

Help me drive the dagger deeper,

trace with me explicit line.

Take this blade, a test of faith,

and strike me deep and true.

I put all my trust in you.

Refine hate and love!

Fall afresh on me!

End this crisis of,

Identity!

This is my voice!

All shadows fade!

This is my heart,

upon the alter laid.

Please take,

all else away.

Hear my cry.

I beg. I plead. I pray.

So walk,

into the flame.

A calculated risk to further bless your name.

So strike,

me deep and true.

And in your strength,

I will live and die both unto you.

So Strange I Remember You

And it's,

so strange I remember you,

in protest of a prayer.

Falling back from seas we fear to sail.

I swear I saw the shooter,

gold deep and in double dare.

Post modern warning seem inclined to fail.

Feigning an apology.

Those words they never left your lips,

those five years in Bermuda,

slide by like the lights of passing ships.

So strange that I remember you,

knee-deep in Neiztche's lies.

My throat was an open grave,

I drank the stain glass eyes.

And it tasted like dead cathedrals,

that are crumbling beneath the wait.

Ten thousand jaded tourists,

who traded in the hearts and hands for,

disposable cameras,

set to document decay.

Set to capture just enough of life,

to catalouge the things we throw away.

Breath in the fumes of our machines!

We've lost our way.

Dream in your television dreams!

We've lost our way.

If we could only see us now.

If we could only see us now.

As we can keep it,

in text books,

than we'll be untouchable.

Untouchable.

We hate to lie to children,

but after all it's all for their own good,

their, own, good.

My track list for the day.

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