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arcane1 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Jul-14-04 05:36 PM
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"Well I think that Satan was God's best creation...."
"He's kept him in business for years"

Yes, yet another Skyclad song that perfectly reflects what I feel. They're quite good at that! :evilgrin:


Brimstone Ballet

"Though I may seem callous" cried old Thomas Malthus,
"Paupers are better off dead.
That we have to feed them is something we need
Like a musket-shot straight through the head."

Not much of a smiler, our man Wat Tyler
Died for the working-man's fight.
Was daring such treason a justified reason
For ending his days with his head on a spike?

In order to see Pearly Factory Gates
We all learn our places (pre-destined fates).
God-fearing people with minimal goals,
Led to the slaughter - "tools with souls!"

Hellfire
Save us from hellfire
Save us from dancing the Brimstone Ballet.

When the church and its leaders sought new ways to bleed us
It didn't take them long to find,
Fear of perdition beats nuclear fission
At making the mill-wheels grind.

Ban contraception - a shrewd move says I
Plenty of slaves born to suffer and die.
Say "Go forth and multiply" when you want more.
When you've too many just send them to war.

History's wounds will not heal overnight
They pray for my soul as they set me alight.
Remember the maxim "Arbeit Macht Frei"
Thought up by a Christian with God on his side...

It's a hell made by Christians with God on their side!

The work goes on in babylon
Enslaving us from birth,
With promises of paradise
They've made a hell on earth.

Hellfire
Save us from hellfire
Save us from dancing the Brimstone Ballet.

Well I think that Satan was God's best creation
He's kept him in business for years.
It's not common sense making mankind repent
But eternal damnation it fears.

They're not slow to realise - they know every trick.
Drive human donkeys with God on a stick.
Tom Torquemada - he sings like a dream,
Lucrecia Borgia plays lead tambourine.

In order to see Pearly Factory Gates
We all learn our places (pre-destined fates).
God-fearing people with minimal goals,
Led to the slaughter - "tools with souls!"

Hellfire
Save us from hellfire
Save us from dancing the Brimstone Ballet.
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jus_the_facts Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Jul-14-04 05:40 PM
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1. Baptize ME in a lake o' fire.....
...O Mighty Lyrical Jesus! :evilgrin:
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arcane1 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Jul-14-04 05:45 PM
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2. lmao
I'm the only athiest Jesus you'll find this side of Providence :P
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jus_the_facts Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Jul-14-04 05:54 PM
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3. We're sleeepin' in the fiiiiire......
....."taste the love...of Lucifer's magic....that makes ya numb....lalalalala" W.A.S.P. :o

:silly:
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arcane1 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Jul-14-04 06:30 PM
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4. don't know that one
seems some of us have hell on the brain today :P
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jus_the_facts Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Wed Jul-14-04 07:09 PM
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5. Can I Play With Madness....
:headbang: :smoke: :headbang:

Give me the sense to wonder
To wonder if I’m free
Give me a sense of wonder
To know I can be me
Give me the strength to hold my head up
Spit back in their face
Don’t need no key to unlock this door
Gonna break down the walls
Break out of this bad place

Can I play with madness
The prophet stared at his crystal ball
Can I play with madness
There’s no vision there at all
Can I play with madness
The prophet looked and he laughed at me
Can I play with madness
He said you’re blind too blind to see

I screamed aloud to the old man
I said don’t lie don’t say you don’t know
I say you pay for your mischief
In this world or the next
Oh and then he fixed me with a freezing glance
And the hellfires raged in his eyes
He said do you wanna know the truth son
I’ll tell you the truth
Your soul’s gonna burn in a lake of fire

Can I play with madness
The prophet stared at his crystal ball
Can I play with madness
There’s no vision there at all
Can I play with madness
The prophet looked and he laughed at me
Can I play with madness
He said you’re blind too blind to see

Can I play with madness
The prophet stared at his crystal ball
Can I play with madness
There’s no vision there at all
Can I play with madness
The prophet looked and he laughed at me
Can I play with madness
He said you’re blind too blind to see

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