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  1. Somebody Save Me!

    Wake up! You're alone in the dark Beat up and battered and still you Crack up! No one's coming to help you. When you cry. Wake up and open your eyes! I am the hero you need Stand up and open your eyes! I am the hero you can believe in Chin up and open your eyes! Rely on me and I can get you through this... Don't you dare hide. Why do I walk with confidence? Why do I save them? Why do I refuse to back down? Why do I fight when I'm battling overwhelming odds? Don't you forget then It's better than surrender Wake up! You're alone in the dark Beat up and battered and still you Stand up! No one's coming to help you. It's time to try Wake up and open your eyes! You are the hero you need Stand up and open your eyes! You are the hero you can believe in Chin up and open your eyes! Rely on yourself to get you through this... Don't you dare hide. Why do you walk with confidence? Why do you save them? Why do you refuse to back down? Why do you fight when You're battling overwhelming odds? Don't you forget then It's better than surrender
  2. Someplace Better

    Lean in and listen close I know the secret they never tell: There is no heaven, only hell And this is it I'm living in it! Get me out of here! Can anyone hear? I want to be someplace better Get me out of here! Does anyone hear? I don't want to live here forever Take me somewhere greater Why is it the walls have ears And all the people cannot hear The children's cries Hidden behind the lies They're just fine Everything's alright When you turn off the light Get me out of here! Can anyone hear? I want to be someplace better Get me out of here! Does anyone hear? I don't want to live here forever Take me somewhere greater If I begged for life today Would you turn and walk away? Leave my life in disarray It's a never-ending loop Until you realize the truth: I'm not fine Nothing is alright Don't turn out the light Get me out of here! Can anyone hear? I want to be someplace better Get me out of here! Does anyone hear? I don't want to live here forever Take me somewhere greater I'm not fine Nothing is alright Don't turn out the light Don't leave me tonight I want to be someplace better
  3. Feels So Right

    I wrote this song to promote tolerance, and to emphasize that different people have different ethics and logical processes, and it doesn't mean they are bad or evil. Keeping my head held high And it's all I can do To keep from crawling on my knees Raging Defiant (Riot!) Beaten down again But back to my feet I will never be one of you Because I am only me! You tell me that it's bad for me to feel this way But it feels so good You tell me that it's wrong for me to feel this way But it feels so Right Feeling the love flow by There's only lust for you And when you go down on your knees Don't you Deny it (Want it!) Going down again Cause I want to feel Like I am a faction of you I want your disease! You tell me that it's bad for me to feel this way But it feels so good You tell me that it's wrong for me to feel this way But it feels so Right Don't you judge me for how I behave I'd rather be free than some sort of slave You call me evil when I don't share your ethics Where you see good, I see sad and wretched! You tell me that it's bad for me to feel this way But it feels so good You tell me that it's wrong for me to feel this way But it feels so Right The life that I'm living The love that I'm hating The way that I'm seeing You tell me it's wrong Tell me it's wrong but It feels so right!
  4. The Box

    "The Box" is about breaking up, and specifically references an ex girlfriend I parted extraordinarily unwell with, but we had some of the best of times together before then. Hats off to HW, I hope the Pen enjoys: I still have the box That says I have your heart It makes me wonder why we split apart And I miss you And I think I loved you, babe I loved the care that you gave And I loved the love that we made You were the reason that I slept and woke up again But now that's all gone And I'll always remember when And now you're gone And I've moved on We needed space to breathe But, girl, you deserved much better than me I still have the box That says I have your heart But I remember why we had to split apart The constant fights Where we both just had to be right And all the inquisitions based on jealous insecurities Yeah, we were pretty young, But you left your impression. I'm no good with people But I think we did okay. But now you're gone And I've moved on We needed space to breathe But, girl, you deserve You'll always deserve so much better than me.
  5. Roll Call is Here!

    Accounted for.
  6. Mirror

    Just because it is a matter of taste doesn't mean it is not typical. I am perfectly aware it's a matter of taste; that's why it was a minor edit, and why I only suggested you change it only if it was accidental. I was half asleep the first time I read that, and I can see the pattern now: You only begin a line with a capital letter when a new sentence begins. On a second inspection you have a semi-colon where there should be a comma or colon "not for something so absurd" is a dependant clause. And no, it does not look silly to me.
  7. Mirror

    Nicely put. I'd have to say just about every human goes through a period of low self-esteem at least once. Having been through a nice long period myself, I STILL find it annoying as all-get-out, when anyone puts themselves down unjustly, ie a beautiful girl calling herself ugly, or a brilliant person calling themselves stupid (they sure are acting as such for believing it, especially when they don't believe they have a choice). Beauty itself is subjective. It's one thing that cannot exist without its polar opposite, and one with an ever changing meaning - We could not define beauty without ugliness, or good without bad, or dark without light. In the late Victorian era, obesity was found to be attractive in a woman, whereas now, it is found to be unattractive. In fact, I've found my tastes seem to be unique where it comes to beauty, further illustrating the point. If you still can't like what you see, change it. It will take work, but it's worth it if you want to better yourself in your own self-image. Extremely minor edit: As I'm sure you know, typically every line in a poem begins with capital letters or all lower-case letters. I am trying to find a pattern as to why you did otherwise but I cannot. If this was an accident, you may wish to correct it.
  8. Dark Angel

    Haha. Excellent intuition. It IS a song as are the rest. And I am putting them all to music.
  9. Animalias

    Something's hiding beneath the surface Underneath the blood and skin A force inside me I can't control (won't control) Don't you feel it? Feel a power that's flowing (within me) Can't you see it? See the animal in me (the real me) They always try to tame me To beat me down and break me Lock me in a cage of lies And hostility But they'll never hold me down No! Something's hiding beneath the surface Underneath the blood and skin A force inside me I can't control (won't control) Don't you feel it? Feel a power that's flowing (within me) Can't you see it? See the animal in me (the real me) You're all driving me insane You shun what you can't explain Don't you think I've gone crazy I won't be contained And you'll never keep me down No! Something's hiding beneath the surface Underneath the blood and skin A force inside me I can't control (won't control) Don't you feel it? Feel a power that's flowing (within me) Can't you see it? See the animal in me (the real me) Look into my eyes What do you see? Can you see the beast The animal that's inside of me?
  10. Welcome to Hell

    When you die, hope for a tunnel light Because Evil wings will flap tonight And their blood red eyes will always know To send you where you don’t want to go Then you go down, down Down below the ground Where light never shines Welcome to Hell! Step in the threshold Cross inside the portal Let anguish pervade you Make yourself comfortable, You’re here for eternity. And you'll be torn apart grain by grain Only to feel it over again Allow yourself your rage to consume A private cage to seal your own doom Then you go down, down Down below the ground Where light never shines Welcome to Hell! Step in the threshold Cross inside the portal Let anguish pervade you Make yourself comfortable You’re here for eternity. When you die, hope for a tunnel light Because Evil things will come tonight And those blood red eyes will always know To send you where you’re going to go (Where you're going to go) Then you go down, down Down below the ground Where light never shines Welcome to Hell! Step in the threshold Cross inside the portal Let anguish pervade you Pain you never knew Make yourself comfortable, You’re here for eternity. Then you go down, down Down below the ground Where light never shines Welcome to Hell! Welcome to Hell!
  11. Peekaboo, I See You

    This pain Never goes away No matter how hard I try I can't keep this wound at bay I feel lost inside My black will never fade to grey I am I am the darkness that surrounds you I am I am the voices from within you I am your fear I am your hate I am your insanity I am I am the face of your lie Bold as the sun in the sky The night won't hide you from me Peekaboo, I see you I am I am the darkness that surrounds you I am I am the voices from within you I am your fear I am your hate I am your insanity I am I am the pain that you cause Back at you with fangs and claws There's now safe haven from me Peekaboo, I see you I am I am the darkness that surrounds you I am I am the voices from within you I am your fear I am your hate I am your insanity These thoughts always returning The wheels will never stop turning Can't you feel the pain that's burning me? Can you hear the screams of those taken? The one's you've forsaken? Can you feel the rage you've awakened? I am I am the darkness that surrounds you I am I am the voices from within you I am your fear I am your hate I am your insanity Rip open my skin Tear it off my body Pull out what's within Tick tock tick tock tick tock Peekaboo, I see you!
  12. Prayer

    I woke up feeling lost today I need someone to help me find my way The whole world is out to get me And I cannot survive on my own I need hero to protect me from villainy I need a healer To ease the pain of this injury I need a savior To free me from this misery I'm falling from my faith I feel like I'm about to break You're the answer to all my prayers But you're not there! I'm at war with the world and you Need to be the one to help me fight through Cause if I take another step then I will fall off this precipice I need hero to protect me from villainy I need a healer To ease the pain of this injury I need a savior To free me from this misery I'm falling from my faith I feel like I'm about to break You're the answer to all my prayers But you're not there! My God, My God (My God, My God) Why have you forsaken me? In this maelstrom I've been thrown My God, My God (My God, My God) Why have you abandoned me? I feel like I'm all alone! I need hero to protect me from villainy I need a healer To ease the pain of this injury I need a savior To free me from this misery I'm drifting into the dark, Slipping away from myself Can't seem to find a spark of hope I need hero to protect me from villainy I need a healer To ease the pain of this injury I need a savior To free me from this misery I'm falling from my faith I feel like I'm about to break You're the answer to all my prayers But you're not there! My God, My God (My God, My God) Why have you forsaken me?
  13. Mourn, The Dead

    I feel so restless All these memories haunting me I feel so restless Why won't anyone set me free? Why can't the dead stay dead? Why can't we let go of everything and move on? Why can't we forget them? The ones we've lost to life? Why can't they just stay gone? It's hard to hide From the truths the lies, and loved ones left behind Try to decide Where to go How to retrieve my peace of mind Why can't the dead stay dead? Why can't we let go of everything and move on? Why can't we forget them? The ones we've lost to life? Why can't they just stay gone? I feel so restless...
  14. Dark Angel

    Another day Another time To feel the ever-closing pressures of life I need Someone to hold And tell me everything is fine I'm about to go insane Will I ever be, Can I ever be alright? I'll be I'll be your dark angel I'm watching you from the shadows and I'll watch you from up above and I'll be your guardian angel I will protect you from all evil and ill be with you through all your troubles I'll be your dark angel Everything is gonna be fine Everything is going to be alright Don't give up on life Before the sun rises again You must make it through this nightmare You're not alone I'm right here with you Don't feel alone I'm right here for you I can tell that you're hurting You tell me you have it rough, but you're not alone (I..) (I know...) (I feel...) END THIS NOW! I know I know pain no one alive should know I feel I feel pain no one ever should hold Tell me have you seen seen a knife in your gut? Have you ever felt a hand on your throat? Have you ever known Have you ever known the sorrow of being alone? Have you stared death in the face on your own? (But you're not alone) I'll be I'll be your dark angel I'm watching you from the shadows and I'll watch you from up above and I'll be your guardian angel I will protect you from all evil and ill be with you through all your troubles I'll be your dark angel
  15. Like Clockwork7

    Originally, I was going to prologue the entire story with this legend, but when I orated the legend to my friends, I discovered it wasn't interesting enough alone to be a hook, and that I, telling it as a legend, like Atlantis or Camelot was missing something. I realized that I couldn't have Mort tell the legend uninterrupted. Like The Genetic Opera, it is a story that needs interruptive thoughts. And Prof. Thibodeaux is the kind of gentleman who can't contain his thoughts, and thus, was the perfect tool to create a better telling of the legend. MORTIMER: Long ago, when the world was young, there was a society called Legueré that was made up of three islands: Atlantis, Lemuria, and Cook. The Legueren people had technology far beyond the rest of the world. When Babylon had yet to build the hanging gardens, the Leguerens had electricity, advanced medicine, plumbing, and the power of flight. But the king of Legueré, against the wishes of most of his people, wanted to build an empire that spanned the entire Earth. He had a weapon built, a weapon of unimaginable power, in order to achieve this goal. However, by accident or by design, the weapon was sabotaged. When the weapon was unleashed, its power backfired, and caused a massive destructive cataclysm. The Earth shook, the seas boiled, and the islands began to sink into the ocean. For Atlantis and Lemuria, there was no hope, but Cook was saved, at the last moment. I've heard that The island of Cook only survived through attaching itself to the back of a gargantuan turtle The remaining island continued its existence floating about the sea on the back of the sea turtle. Soon, however, the survivors realized that they had to regain their former technological glory, as much of their advancements were lost in the cataclysm, and still more had to be relearned in time, so they engulfed themselves and the turtle in a cloud to hide themselves from the outside world and give them time to rebuild. WAHLTER: The people of Cook became travelers and traders by necessity, but eventually, it became a cultural way of life. MORTIMER: That's not true at all. Cook has always had a fascination with the other cultures in the world. It's practically an ethnic trait. In fact, it's about the only one there is, aside from wanderlust. Cook is made out of a collage of different peoples from all over the world. WAHLTER: My apologies, lad, I can't help interjecting sometimes. I have not heard that version of events before. MORTIMER: Understandable, sir. Now back to the story: It's been said that you can't find Cook unless you've the true spirit of a Cooki, although some mariners and explorers throughout history claim to have been shipwrecked and washed upon their shores. WAHLTER: Yes. I have compiled a list of accounts by those who claim to have Cook. The last documented account made by a man who washed up on Cook's shores was in 1702. MORTIMER: The legend goes that soon after, the Island of Cook took to flight. Maybe the turtle had died, no longer able to ferry the island, and the Cookis built a flying contraption to keep the island from sinking into the seas. From then on it was crewmen of airships - not boats - that crash-landed upon Cook. Even these pilots are widely thought of as insane or delirious, but I know that Cook is still out there, floating through the sky, hidden in a cloud.
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