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Post by MOT » Sun Aug 08, 2004 5:13 pm

I Will Kill You



Bleed for my pain
Revenge on treacherous snakes
They will pay

Slicing the flesh
Sculptured wounds my catharsis
I will stain

Into the heart
Needle injects gasoline
Convulsions

The one that they betrayed
Has made them this way

Plagued by the bastards
I will kill you
Killed by my rage

Scream at my face
The grisly scars went unavenged
Until now

Deep in the hole
You are not gagged and scream aloud
But unheard

Choke on your vomit
You watch your hands cut off
Then your legs

The one that you betrayed
Will kill you this way

Scarred by the bastards
I will kill you
Killed by my rage
I must kill you

Into the throat
The scalpel slices
Warm blood sprays out
The gushing entices

Pull out your heart
And let you watch
Shove in your mouth
Then stab your crotch

I watch your agony

I am released
From years of pain
Your death averted
My becoming insane
You are dead

I have killed you
Who pissed in your gene pool?????


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Post by TheZoo » Tue Oct 26, 2004 11:41 am

Old man thunder, sound of thunder
Broan sh' brazh daunn oh!
Birndi sihnn, gone d fir d'sau
The munth of funth
Gonna rundowntown, d'sau

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blindly worshipping disease

Post by -deathboy- » Wed Oct 27, 2004 2:10 pm

...burning open sores long to be explored
by your gentle lamb upon your rancid corpse
feces bag explodes inside
pressure builds behind the eyes
shit comes bursting through the whites
and annoints my head divine !

open wounds infested burn upon thy face
diseased maker infected full of holy grace
grant me torment eternally
plague my eyes painfully
harden my every artery and...
blindly i will worship thee
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Post by Jonathan » Thu Oct 28, 2004 7:57 am

.......
Take a picture, trick. I'm on a boat, bitch.

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Post by Jenzy » Thu Oct 28, 2004 9:00 am

Bullet in the Head :headshot:
by Rage Against the Machine


This time the bullet cold rocked ya
A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika
Nothin’ proper about ya propaganda
Fools follow rules when the set commands ya
Said it was blue
When ya blood was red
That’s how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head

Blasted through ya head
Blasted through ya head

I give a shout out to the living dead
Who stood and watched as the feds cold centralised?
So serene on the screen
You was mesmerised
Cellular phones soundin’ a death tone
Corporations cold
Turn ya to stone before ya realise

They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
The sleeping gas, every home was like alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds

Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Yeah
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Run it!

Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high

Check-a, check-a, check it out
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
The sleeping gas, every home was like alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds

No escape from the mass mind rape
Play it again jack and then rewind the tape
And then play it again and again and again
Until ya mind is locked in
Believin’ all the lies that they’re tellin’ ya
Buyin’ all the products that they’re sellin’ ya
They say jump and ya say how high
Ya brain-dead
Ya gotta fuckin’ bullet in ya head

Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Yeah
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high

Uggh! yeah! yea!

Ya standin’ in line
Believin’ the lies
Ya bowin’ down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head

Ya standin’ in line
Believin’ the lies
Ya bowin’ down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head

A bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head . . .

Ya gotta bullet in ya fuckin’ head!
Yeah!
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Post by Irrylath » Thu Oct 28, 2004 12:19 pm

Your body may be gone, I'm gonna carry you in.
In my head, in my heart, in my soul.
And maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both live again.
Well I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. Don't think so.

Well that is that and this is this.
You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get.
You get away from me. You get away from me.
Collected my belongings and I left the jail.
Well thanks for the time, I needed to think a spell.
I had to think awhile. I had to think awhile.

The ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in?
In your head, in your mouth, in your soul.
And maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both grow old.
Well I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I hope so.

Well that is that and this is this.
You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get.
You get away from me. You get away from me.
Collected my belongings and I left the jail.
Well thanks for the time, I needed to think a spell.
I had to think awhile. I had to think awhile.

Well that is that and this is this.
Will you tell me what you saw and I'll tell you what you missed,
when the ocean met the sky.
You missed when time and life shook hands and said goodbye.
When the earth folded on itself.
And said "Good luck, for your sake I hope heaven and hell
are really there, but I wouldn't hold my breath."
You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste death?
You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste death?

The ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in?
In your head, in your mouth, in your soul.
The more we move ahead the more we're stuck in rewind.
Well I don't mind. I don't mind. How the hell could I mind?

Well that is that and this is this.
You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get.
You get away from me. You get away from me.

Well that is that and this is this.
Will you tell me what you saw and I'll tell you what you missed,
when the ocean met the sky.
You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste the afterlife?
There are two means of refuge from the misery of life - music and cats.
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Post by kay » Fri Oct 29, 2004 8:20 am

Feel the world moving sideways, and I panic again.
Keep it all on the inside, and I walk away.
Run, run rabbit!

Gotta stay cool, gotta think twice,
God may be wrong... my hell is nice.
This constant tension, fear of flight,
Got my motorcycle to cut the night...
I pull the trigger, God is dead.
Now live in fear of myself instead.

My supple mind can only guess.
I'm moving on with no regrets.
Don't fight it, you'll learn to like it.
Just crawl inside it and learn to ride it. Ooh!

Gotta get high, I've been too low.
God may know why... I fucking don't.
Constant tension, fear of flight,
Got my motorcycle to cut the night.
I pull the trigger, you know God is dead,
and now live in fear of the self instead.

My supple mind can only guess.
I'm moving on with no regrets.
Don't fight it, I'll learn to like it.
I'll crawl inside it and learn to ride it.

Ooh! Yeah! Yeah!
Well, I'll tell you...
I've been the Rabbit King.
I'd run from anything.
Holding on, cowering.
I've been conquering, no longer trembling,
(live: "my fear of trembling")
(This) time spent alone is empowering.
Don't fight it, I kinda like it,
and crawl inside it, and learn to ride...

Well, I used to wake up behind the wheel.
I used to hurt before I could heal.
I used to cave in to any direction.
I used to tolerate without discretion. Yeah!
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Post by Jonathan » Fri Oct 29, 2004 1:57 pm

Misery Index - "History Is Rotten"



Sleepwalking through our spoon-fed lives…

As evidence of times before, in chapters long forgotten, the rotting tomes of history are written by the victors
Empty words are staring back as paragraphs of power leave no traces of the toiler’s fate (just one massacre too many-and none too late)

All glory comes from death, desensitized in unreal fiction forms
Our leaders never die -it’s the working poor that fight their wars

It is written? It is rotten, their truth is dead and rotting

With decades passing and nothing changing, the hourglass grows empty again
Tunnel visions and career clowns, send ivory towers crumbling down
The pulse is fading, the axe is falling, another tragedy unfolds
The moral standard, the status quota, the carcasses of millions left in their wake

The paper bound in books that glorify the acts of murderers
Will burn just like all empires that have come before

It is written? It is rotten, their truth is dead and rotting

500 Years Dead…
Cold and efficient they carry out their plan- indoctrinate the youth to the textbook wasteland
As patriots empowered, they coronate themselves, breed us on their lies, and then feed us to the wolves
Take a picture, trick. I'm on a boat, bitch.

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disease

Post by Seattle Death Metal » Sat Oct 30, 2004 2:31 pm

Feels like you made a mistake
You made somebody's heart break
But now I have to let you go
I have to let you go

You left a stain
On every one of my good days
But I am stronger than you know
I have to let you go

No one's ever turned you over
No one's tried
To ever let you down,
Beautiful girl
Bless your heart

I got a disease
Deep inside me
Makes me feel uneasy baby
I can't live without you
Tell me what I am supposed to do about it
Keep your distance from me
Don't pay no attention to me
I got a disease

Feels like you're making a mess
You're hell on wheels in a black dress
You drove me to the fire
And left me there to burn

Every little thing you do is tragic
All my life, oh was magic
Beautiful girl
I can't breathe

I got a disease
Deep inside me
Makes me feel uneasy baby
I can't live without you
Tell me what I am supposed to do about it
Keep your distance from me
Don't pay no attention to me
I got a disease
I think that I'm sick
But leave me be while my world is coming down on me
You taste like honey, honey
Tell me can I be your honey
Be, be strong
Keep telling myself it that won't take long till
I'm free of my disease

Yeah well free of my disease
Free of my disease

I got a disease
Deep inside me
Makes me feel uneasy baby
I can't live without you
Tell me what I am supposed to do about it
Keep your distance from me
Don't pay no attention to me
I got a disease

I think that I'm sick
But leave me be while my world is coming down on me
You taste like honey, honey
Tell me can I be your honey
Be, be strong
Keep telling myself it that won't take long till
I'm free of my disease
Yeah well free of my disease
Free of my disease

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Post by DrYhEavE » Sun Oct 31, 2004 1:43 am

Cast aside the signs,
that might be hinting...
at sanity...
or the lack thereof.
Peak inside the mind,
of lesser evils,
or greater goods,
or opposites of either.
Avoid.
The searching...
the figuring out...
the lifetime revelation...
when does this all happen?
When does clarity come in to play?
The doubt...
the misdirection...
So just capitalize on tragedy...
space and time at last are sleeping.
Life and death are imagined...
the cancer of souls is seeping through
to the birth of a new.
void of skin and bones.
still here searching.
still here feeding.
The aspirations...
the ideologies...
the doubt.
the misdirection...
Fuck Earth.

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Post by Jonathan » Sun Oct 31, 2004 3:32 pm

Immolation - Your Angel Died

Angel of beauty
Angel of the spirit
Come down and walk among us
Let the spirit die within you
Shed your ties to God
Shed your holy grace
Come down and walk among us
Be tempted b the flesh

Denounce he who keeps you
Turn away from his light
Let your eyes feast upon
The debauchery that awaits
Indulge in your desires
Taste the fruits of sin
Angel of the spirit
Become one of the flesh

I will tempt you
Child of light
Show your weakness
Child of God

Revolted by it's weakness
So easily corrupted
Let us plague you with perversion
You've become what you abhor<
No longer will you know
The raptures of the heavens
But instead what you will see
Is the sickness of the world

Taste the sweetness of the flesh
Let it feed our vestal needs
Taste the sweetness of desire
Your wings will burn and turn to dust
The flesh is crude, this flesh is evil
Forever banished to flesh and blood
Abandon he who commands the light
forsake the holy spirit

You will feel the charms of lust
Know the pain of loss
Envy what's not yours
And covet with selfish greed
Now flesh of my flesh
Open to my hunger
Permeate your pureness
With the corrupted seen of humanity

I will tempt you
child of light
Show your weakness
child of sin
Take a picture, trick. I'm on a boat, bitch.

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decomposing monkey

Post by -deathboy- » Mon Nov 01, 2004 9:33 am

...decomposing monkey at the zoo today
around his stinking body other monkies play
his black and cracking tongue hangs from his open mouth
while maggots slowly crawl blindly in and out
the staring open holes of his little monkey eyes
his long forgotten carcass a feast for hungry flies

decomposing monkey lying in his cell
his putrefying meat creating quite a smell
his rancid body fluid spreads across the floor
clinging to the wall festered monkey gore
lying there ignored for nearly 13 weeks
his little monkey corpse infested with disease

decomposing monkey lying there forgot
his little monkey skull showing through with rot
his belly overbloated with his engorged insides
open sores blister his decaying hide
waving good-bye with a disfigured paw
it was the best thing at the zoo that i ever saw
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qotsa - another love song

Post by Seattle Death Metal » Mon Nov 01, 2004 3:23 pm

You’re so impossible
Scream and moan, chills my soul
Don’t want to hear you got left behind
All the times you stayed up and cried
It’s no lie, you did it to yourself
Like chewed up gum under my shelf
Don’t look surprised,
You must have known all along
It’s just another love song
It’s never easy, it’s not hard
When you’ve lost your mind
With you it’s sleazy,
Don’t tell me your worries
I’m sick, I’ll leave you blind
Now the time has come, to leave this love
That’s left you dry
No need to work it out,
Cause you know there’s no reason why
It’s just another love song

I never told you it would last forever
You can’t hold this girl for long, dear
By the time you read my letter
Baby I’ll be gone
Your just another love song

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Madman Across The Water

Post by kay » Tue Nov 02, 2004 4:41 pm

Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin

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I can see very well
There's a boat on the reef with a broken back
And I can see it very well
There's a joke and I know it very well
It's one of those that I told you long ago
Take my word I'm a madman don't you know

Once a fool had a good part in the play
If it's so would I still be here today
It's quite peculiar in a funny sort of way
They think it's very funny everything I say
Get a load of him, he's so insane
You better get your coat dear
It looks like rain


We'll come again next Thursday afternoon
The In-laws hope they'll see you very soon
But is it in your conscience that you're after
Another glimpse of the madman across the water


I can see very well
There's a boat on the reef with a broken back
And I can see it very well
There's a joke and I know it very well
It's one of those that I told you long ago
Take my word I'm a madman don't you know


The ground's a long way down but I need more
Is the nightmare black
or are the windows painted
Will they come again next week
Can my mind really take it
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Jimmy Carter - Nobel Lecture

Post by Ben » Tue Nov 02, 2004 4:43 pm

Your Majesties, Members of the Norwegian Nobel Committee, Excellencies, Ladies and Gentlemen,

It is with a deep sense of gratitude that I accept this prize. I am grateful to my wife Rosalynn, to my colleagues at The Carter Center, and to many others who continue to seek an end to violence and suffering throughout the world. The scope and character of our Center's activities are perhaps unique, but in many other ways they are typical of the work being done by many hundreds of nongovernmental organizations that strive for human rights and peace.

Most Nobel Laureates have carried out our work in safety, but there are others who have acted with great personal courage. None has provided more vivid reminders of the dangers of peacemaking than two of my friends, Anwar Sadat and Yitzak Rabin, who gave their lives for the cause of peace in the Middle East.

Like these two heroes, my first chosen career was in the military, as a submarine officer. My shipmates and I realized that we had to be ready to fight if combat was forced upon us, and we were prepared to give our lives to defend our nation and its principles. At the same time, we always prayed fervently that our readiness would ensure that there would be no war.

Later, as President and as Commander-in-Chief of our armed forces, I was one of those who bore the sobering responsibility of maintaining global stability during the height of the Cold War, as the world's two superpowers confronted each other. Both sides understood that an unresolved political altercation or a serious misjudgment could lead to a nuclear holocaust. In Washington and in Moscow, we knew that we would have less than a half hour to respond after we learned that intercontinental missiles had been launched against us. There had to be a constant and delicate balancing of our great military strength with aggressive diplomacy, always seeking to build friendships with other nations, large and small, that shared a common cause.

In those days, the nuclear and conventional armaments of the United States and the Soviet Union were almost equal, but democracy ultimately prevailed because of commitments to freedom and human rights, not only by people in my country and those of our allies, but in the former Soviet empire as well. As president, I extended my public support and encouragement to Andrei Sakharov, who, although denied the right to attend the ceremony, was honored here for his personal commitments to these same ideals.

The world has changed greatly since I left the White House. Now there is only one superpower, with unprecedented military and economic strength. The coming budget for American armaments will be greater than those of the next fifteen nations combined, and there are troops from the United States in many countries throughout the world. Our gross national economy exceeds that of the three countries that follow us, and our nation's voice most often prevails as decisions are made concerning trade, humanitarian assistance, and the allocation of global wealth. This dominant status is unlikely to change in our lifetimes.

Great American power and responsibility are not unprecedented, and have been used with restraint and great benefit in the past. We have not assumed that super strength guarantees super wisdom, and we have consistently reached out to the international community to ensure that our own power and influence are tempered by the best common judgment.

Within our country, ultimate decisions are made through democratic means, which tend to moderate radical or ill-advised proposals. Constrained and inspired by historic constitutional principles, our nation has endeavored for more than two hundred years to follow the now almost universal ideals of freedom, human rights, and justice for all.

Our president, Woodrow Wilson, was honored here for promoting the League of Nations, whose two basic concepts were profoundly important: "collective security" and "self-determination." Now they are embedded in international law. Violations of these premises during the last half-century have been tragic failures, as was vividly demonstrated when the Soviet Union attempted to conquer Afghanistan and when Iraq invaded Kuwait.

After the second world war, American Secretary of State Cordell Hull received this prize for his role in founding the United Nations. His successor, General George C. Marshall, was recognized because of his efforts to help rebuild Europe, without excluding the vanquished nations of Italy and Germany. This was a historic example of respecting human rights as the international level.

Ladies and gentlemen:

Twelve years ago, President Mikhail Gorbachev received your recognition for his preeminent role in ending the Cold War that had lasted fifty years.

But instead of entering a millennium of peace, the world is now, in many ways, a more dangerous place. The greater ease of travel and communication has not been matched by equal understanding and mutual respect. There is a plethora of civil wars, unrestrained by rules of the Geneva Convention, within which an overwhelming portion of the casualties are unarmed civilians who have no ability to defend themselves. And recent appalling acts of terrorism have reminded us that no nations, even superpowers, are invulnerable.

It is clear that global challenges must be met with an emphasis on peace, in harmony with others, with strong alliances and international consensus. Imperfect as it may be, there is no doubt that this can best be done through the United Nations, which Ralph Bunche described here in this same forum as exhibiting a "fortunate flexibility" - not merely to preserve peace but also to make change, even radical change, without violence.

He went on to say: "To suggest that war can prevent war is a base play on words and a despicable form of warmongering. The objective of any who sincerely believe in peace clearly must be to exhaust every honorable recourse in the effort to save the peace. The world has had ample evidence that war begets only conditions that beget further war."

We must remember that today there are at least eight nuclear powers on earth, and three of them are threatening to their neighbors in areas of great international tension. For powerful countries to adopt a principle of preventive war may well set an example that can have catastrophic consequences.

If we accept the premise that the United Nations is the best avenue for the maintenance of peace, then the carefully considered decisions of the United Nations Security Council must be enforced. All too often, the alternative has proven to be uncontrollable violence and expanding spheres of hostility.

For more than half a century, following the founding of the State of Israel in 1948, the Middle East conflict has been a source of worldwide tension. At Camp David in 1978 and in Oslo in 1993, Israelis, Egyptians, and Palestinians have endorsed the only reasonable prescription for peace: United Nations Resolution 242. It condemns the acquisition of territory by force, calls for withdrawal of Israel from the occupied territories, and provides for Israelis to live securely and in harmony with their neighbors. There is no other mandate whose implementation could more profoundly improve international relationships.

Perhaps of more immediate concern is the necessity for Iraq to comply fully with the unanimous decision of the Security Council that it eliminate all weapons of mass destruction and permit unimpeded access by inspectors to confirm that this commitment has been honored. The world insists that this be done.

I thought often during my years in the White House of an admonition that we received in our small school in Plains, Georgia, from a beloved teacher, Miss Julia Coleman. She often said: "We must adjust to changing times and still hold to unchanging principles."

When I was a young boy, this same teacher also introduced me to Leo Tolstoy's novel, "War and Peace." She interpreted that powerful narrative as a reminder that the simple human attributes of goodness and truth can overcome great power. She also taught us that an individual is not swept along on a tide of inevitability but can influence even the greatest human events.

These premises have been proven by the lives of many heroes, some of whose names were little known outside their own regions until they became Nobel laureates: Albert John Lutuli, Norman Borlaug, Desmond Tutu, Elie Wiesel, Aung San Suu Kyi, Jody Williams and even Albert Schweitzer and Mother Teresa. All of these and others have proven that even without government power - and often in opposition to it - individuals can enhance human rights and wage peace, actively and effectively.

The Nobel prize also profoundly magnified the inspiring global influence of Martin Luther King, Jr., the greatest leader that my native state has ever produced. On a personal note, it is unlikely that my political career beyond Georgia would have been possible without the changes brought about by the civil rights movement in the American south and throughout our nation.

On the steps of our memorial to Abraham Lincoln, Dr. King said: "I have a dream that on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slaveowners will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood."

The scourge of racism has not been vanquished, either in the red hills of our state or around the world. And yet we see ever more frequent manifestations of his dream of racial healing. In a symbolic but very genuine way, at least involving two Georgians, it is coming true in Oslo today.

I am not here as a public official, but as a citizen of a troubled world who finds hope in a growing consensus that the generally accepted goals of society are peace, freedom, human rights, environmental quality, the alleviation of suffering, and the rule of law.

During the past decades, the international community, usually under the auspices of the United Nations, has struggled to negotiate global standards that can help us achieve these essential goals. They include: the abolition of land mines and chemical weapons; an end to the testing, proliferation, and further deployment of nuclear warheads; constraints on global warming; prohibition of the death penalty, at least for children; and an international criminal court to deter and to punish war crimes and genocide. Those agreements already adopted must be fully implemented, and others should be pursued aggressively.

We must also strive to correct the injustice of economic sanctions that seek to penalize abusive leaders but all too often inflict punishment on those who are already suffering from the abuse.

The unchanging principles of life predate modern times. I worship Jesus Christ, whom we Christians consider to be the Prince of Peace. As a ***, he taught us to cross religious boundaries, in service and in love. He repeatedly reached out and embraced Roman conquerors, other Gentiles, and even the more despised Samaritans.

Despite theological differences, all great religions share common commitments that define our ideal secular relationships. I am convinced that Christians, Muslims, Buddhists, Hindus, ****, and others can embrace each other in a common effort to alleviate human suffering and to espouse peace.

But the present era is a challenging and disturbing time for those whose lives are shaped by religious faith based on kindness toward each other. We have been reminded that cruel and inhuman acts can be derived from distorted theological beliefs, as suicide bombers take the lives of innocent human beings, draped falsely in the cloak of God's will. With horrible brutality, neighbors have massacred neighbors in Europe, Asia, and Africa.

In order for us human beings to commit ourselves personally to the inhumanity of war, we find it necessary first to dehumanize our opponents, which is in itself a violation of the beliefs of all religions. Once we characterize our adversaries as beyond the scope of God's mercy and grace, their lives lose all value. We deny personal responsibility when we plant landmines and, days or years later, a stranger to us - often a child – is crippled or killed. From a great distance, we launch bombs or missiles with almost total impunity, and never want to know the number or identity of the victims.

At the beginning of this new millennium I was asked to discuss, here in Oslo, the greatest challenge that the world faces. Among all the possible choices, I decided that the most serious and universal problem is the growing chasm between the richest and poorest people on earth. Citizens of the ten wealthiest countries are now seventy-five times richer than those who live in the ten poorest ones, and the separation is increasing every year, not only between nations but also within them. The results of this disparity are root causes of most of the world's unresolved problems, including starvation, illiteracy, environmental degradation, violent conflict, and unnecessary illnesses that range from Guinea worm to HIV/AIDS.

Most work of The Carter Center is in remote villages in the poorest nations of Africa, and there I have witnessed the capacity of destitute people to persevere under heartbreaking conditions. I have come to admire their judgment and wisdom, their courage and faith, and their awesome accomplishments when given a chance to use their innate abilities.

But tragically, in the industrialized world there is a terrible absence of understanding or concern about those who are enduring lives of despair and hopelessness. We have not yet made the commitment to share with others an appreciable part of our excessive wealth. This is a potentially rewarding burden that we should all be willing to assume.

Ladies and gentlemen:

War may sometimes be a necessary evil. But no matter how necessary, it is always an evil, never a good. We will not learn how to live together in peace by killing each other's children.

The bond of our common humanity is stronger than the divisiveness of our fears and prejudices. God gives us the capacity for choice. We can choose to alleviate suffering. We can choose to work together for peace. We can make these changes - and we must.

Thank you.

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Post by -deathboy- » Wed Nov 03, 2004 10:52 am

...that hurt my head...
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Post by MEL » Thu Nov 04, 2004 8:11 am

wonderwall

Today is gonna be the day that there gonna throw it back to you By now you should have somehow realized what you've gotta do
I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now

Backbeat the word is on the street,
That the fire in you heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feel the way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that i would like to say to you
But I don't know how

Because maybe
Your gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
Your my wonderwall
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Post by Jay » Thu Nov 04, 2004 10:52 am

whoa...thats wierd you posted that because i d/l that song last night...stop reading my mind lissa!

MEL wrote:wonderwall

Today is gonna be the day that there gonna throw it back to you By now you should have somehow realized what you've gotta do
I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now

Backbeat the word is on the street,
That the fire in you heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feel the way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that i would like to say to you
But I don't know how

Because maybe
Your gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
Your my wonderwall
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Post by TheZoo » Thu Nov 04, 2004 11:26 am

Before you advertise
All the fame is implied
With no fortune unseen
Sell the rights
To your blight
Time-machine

While I'm dulled by excess
And a cynic at best
My art imitates crime
Paid for by
The allies
So invest

Now I'm finding truth is a ruin
Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing
Staring into glassy eyes
Mesmerized
There's a vintage thirst returning
But I'm sheltered by my channel-surfing
Every famine virtual
Retrovertigo

A tribute to false memories
With conviction
Cheap imitation
Is it fashion or disease?
Post-ironic
Remains a mouth to feed

Sell the rights
To your blight
And you'll eat

Now I'm finding truth is a ruin
Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing
Staring into glassy eyes
Mesmerized
See the vintage robot wearied
Then awakened by revision theories
Every famine virtual
Retrovertigo

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Post by AndrogynousCharade » Thu Nov 04, 2004 12:42 pm

Awesome song. Trevor writes the best lyrics, I swear.
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Post by MEL » Thu Nov 04, 2004 1:36 pm

Jay wrote:whoa...thats wierd you posted that because i d/l that song last night...stop reading my mind lissa!



i love oasis. i can listen to that song over and over and over.......
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Post by nme666 » Thu Nov 04, 2004 2:20 pm

DARK FORCE FROM MINDS FILLED WITH HATE
CONJURES EVIL CHANGING MEN'S FATE
BLACK LORD, LUCIFER
WORSHIP LORD JESUS AND PRAY

MASTERS OF SADISTIC DEATHS
MARTYRS BREATHE THEIR LAST BREATHS
WAR GODS OF HELL ARE HERE
PREYING ON THEIR VICTIMS' FEAR

HELLFIRES RISE
DISBELIEVERS' EYES
GOD'S CHURCH CRIES
LETHAL DOSE

DEATH SCREAMS FROM CONDEMNED SOULS
SCREAMING FROM THE PITS OF HELL
MYSTICS OF FORBIDDEN ARTS
NECROMANCER, SUMMON FORTH THE DEAD

NOW'S TIME'S END
FLESH TO REND
NO GODSEND
LETHAL DOSE


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im with ya kurt...

Post by Jonathan » Thu Nov 04, 2004 2:44 pm

Falling fast through cracks in heaven,
come carnivores is search of meat,
the prophets of the moral order
lead their herds of silent sheep,
architects of social breeding
propagate their promised faith,
the fascist seed is firmly planted,
loving hands now turn to rape,

armies of the middle class,
embed their youth with reason's tools,
what calous ill-begotten race,
could build a nation born of fools?

Pulling your nails…outward.
Pulling your nails.

Ressurect the age-old weapon,
keep them drunk so no one thinks.
Sciences of mass deception,
global propaganda schemes,
liberate the dead among us,
history's not preordained,
anarchistic undertakers
overthrow their overlords.

Black sheep soon all grow in number,
congregations multiply,
shepards of the dead world order,
watch their flock collapse and die.

What does it take for a nation to believe?
To die on its feet instead of living on its knees,
what will it take for a conscious working class
to put the greedy in their graves with their money up their ass,

the story of the year is the story of the day,
the people never change they just look the other way,
the world doesn't wait for the bodies of the weak,

the enemy is time- freedom's never free.
Take a picture, trick. I'm on a boat, bitch.

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Post by Seattle Death Metal » Thu Nov 04, 2004 2:46 pm

Cracks in the ceiling, crooked pictures in the heart
Countin and breathin, I'm leaving here tomorrow
Way down low, I never do you any good
Laughin is easy, I would if I could

Ain't gonna run
Just live till you die, wanna drown
With nowhere to fall into the arms of someone
There's nothing to save I know
You live till you die

Live till you die, I know

Loosing feelin, but I couldn't get the way ??
Countin and breathin, disappearin in the fade
Lay down low, I never do you any good
Stoppin and stayin, I would if I could

Ain't gonna run
Just live till you die, wanna drown
With nowhere to fall into the arms of someone
There's nothing to save I know
You live till you die

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beyond the gates...

Post by -deathboy- » Thu Nov 04, 2004 6:29 pm

I bow to the altar
For I bow to my faith
Guide me to my destiny
With everlasting grace

Unholy are my thoughts
In you I must confide
I prowl among the nights
With Satan at my side

Bow to the altar
The pagan one
Pray for the birth
Of Belial's son

Beyond the gates

Lucifer, hear me
I pray to the altar
I hear the sounds of insanity
Master, I drink the unholy water
Save me the torment that beckons for me

Walk through illusions of terror to come
And I could tell you of things I have done
I saw the gates
The future I've grasped
I've been beyond Gates of the past

Unearth the graves of all mankind
Beyond dead and buried
Enter the shrine
Condemned to the torture
The horror and pain
Enslaved by your sins
Brought under death's reign

Lucifer, see me
I live for the night
Stalking and prowling in the moonlight
I crave the unholy temple below
Spreading the tales of death that I know
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