Plot
Dorothy Gale lives with her Auntie Em and Uncle Henry in a trailer park in Kansas. Dorothy has dreams of becoming a famous singer, but when a tornado hits Kansas and Dorothy rushes to save Toto, her prawn (she couldn't afford a dog), she is whisked away to Oz where she meets the four witches (all played by Miss Piggy) and the Munchkins of Oz (the rats). On her way to see the Wizard, she meets the Scarecrow (Kermit), the Tin Thing (Gonzo), and the Cowardly Lion (Fozzie) who all wish to have something given by the wizard. On their way to Emerald City, they are captured by the Wicked Witch of the West (of course, Miss Piggy) and her flying monkeys (other muppets). When they finally make it back to Emerald City, the Wizard is really a man from Hollywood. But he "grants" their wishes, but what they wanted they already had inside (there's a lesson there). When Dorothy finally is back in Kansas, she becomes what she had wanted, a famous singer and on the Muppets Star Search show.
Keywords: based-on-novel, goofy-holler, lion, puppet, scarecrow, the-muppets, why-are-we-whispering, witch
Hit the Bricks this May!
Everyone's Favorite Story Becomes One Twisted Tale.
Dorothy: You're all big! And you're talking...::Toto: Si... but more importantly, I'm naked, okay!
Dorothy: [referring to the Tin Thing] You think he's stuck?::Scarecrow: Do you think he needs our help?::Toto: You think he can check my e-mails?
Tin Thing: Welcome to the Total Intelligence Network, T.I.N. for short.
Kermit the Frog as "Scarecrow": [Angry; referring to the crow pecking at him] That's the last straw!::Crow: No, I see one right here!
Dorothy: [to the Muppet Munchkins] I know a rat when I see one.
[as the Wicked Witch of the West]::Miss Piggy: Hahahaha! I'm not melting! Ah nuts! [begins to melt]
Miss Piggy (as Tattypoo): [looking at the silver slippers] And look how sparkly they are!::Dorothy: [in sing-song tone] Uh-uh!::[Piggy and the Munchkinlanders feign laughter]::Miss Piggy (as Tattypoo): Listen, high pockets, here's how things work in enchanted lands. Shoes have magical powers. If you have the shoes, you get the powers. But if you're going to question every little detail, the whole thing's gonna fall apart and we might as well call it a day, okay?::[Piggy turns away from her]::Miss Piggy (as Tattypoo): They're Manolos...!::The Munchkinlanders: [taunting her] Manolos!::Dorothy: Manolos! Why didn't you say so?::[grabs shoes from Tattypoo]
Kermit the Frog as "Scarecrow": [to Wizard of Oz] Hello there, Mr. Oz. By any chance are you related to Frank Oz?
Waldorf: There's only two things I don't like about lion's jokes.::Statler: What's that?::Waldorf: My ears.
Pepe the Prawn: I'm so darn sexy it hurts!
Billy Crystal: Matt Damon is so young, the results in his category were tabulated by Fisher-Price Waterhouse."
Billy Crystal: A billion people are watching tonight - except for Linda Tripp, who's taping it.
Arnold Schwarzenegger: My friend James Cameron and I made three films together: "True Lies," "Terminator," and "Terminator 2." Of course, that was during his early low-budget art-house period.
Jack Nicholson: Some of the other nominees are very good friends, and I'm very honored to be on the list with you Bobby; Dusty; you and your father, Mr. Damon; my old bike pal Fonda. We're very proud of the picture, but I've had a sinking feeling all night up till now.
James Cameron: I don't know about you, but I'm having a really great time.
James Cameron: I'm king of the world!
Billy Crystal: So much has changed in the last year. Last year, the White House was complaining that there was too much sex in Hollywood...
Robin Williams: Thank you, Ben and Matt. I still need to see some ID.
[to his daughter at home]::James Cameron: Honey, this is the thing I described to you. It's an Oscar, and it's really cool to get.
Billy Crystal: [When Rabbi Marvin Heir wins for his documentary film "The Long Way Home"] What a night when your Rabbi wins an Oscar.
Plot
'Jim Henson (I)' (qv)'s classic Muppets put on a tribute to their creator, but also ponder the question: Who was he? To help them figure that out are some of Jim's human friends, as well as some rare clips from the Henson legacy.
Keywords: character-name-in-title, filmmaker, filmmaking, puppet, puppeteer, puppetry, the-muppets, tribute
Dr. teeth: [after Beaker accidently causes an explosion] Beaker! I want you to promise me you'll never do that again!::Beaker: Mee Mee Mee Mee Mee, me mever moo mat magain. [accidently causes another explosion]
Plot
The Muppets graduate from college and decide to take their senior revue on the road. They hit the streets of Manhattan trying to sell their show to producers, finally finding one young and idealistic enough to take their show. After several mishaps and much confusion, things begin to come together for them.
Keywords: advertising, amnesia, arrest, backstage, bear, beer-hall, behind-the-scenes, bicycle, broadway-manhattan-new-york-city, bus-station
Bill the Frog: I'll pick up the bill today, Gil.::Gil the Frog: Would you like something from the grill, Jill?::Jill the Frog: No, meat makes me ill, Gil.
[Kermit, suffering from amnesia, doesn't remember he is engaged to Miss Piggy]::Kermit the Frog: Me? In love with a pig? Wait 'til I tell the guys in marketing.::[laughing]::Kermit the Frog: Maybe you expected me to go HOG-wild? Perhaps you could bring home the BACON! Ahhh... the sounds of love: su-EEEEE! Oink, oink!::Miss Piggy: Cancel the show! Hi-yah! [Karate chops Kermit]
[Masterson Rat is infatuated with Brooke Shields]::Brooke Shields: Is something wrong?::Masterson Rat: Do you believe in interspecies dating?::Brooke Shields: Well, I've dated some rats before, if that's what you mean.::[Masterson faints]
Kermit the Frog: I'm staying! You hear that, New York? THE FROG IS STAYING!
Pete: Hey, I tell you what is. Big city, hmm? Live, work, huh? But not city only. Only peoples. Peoples is peoples. No is buildings. Is tomatoes, huh? Is peoples, is dancing, is music, is potatoes. So, peoples is peoples. Okay?
Ronnie Crawford: Dad! Dad! I've got great news!::[Bernard sees Kermit]::Bernard Crawford: If you two are in love, I don't wanna know about it.
[On Manhattan Melodies]::Bernard Crawford: Just because the whole thing is crazy doesn't mean it won't make it on Broadway!
[after contorting Kermit's legs, arm and mouth]::Kermit's Doctor: No doubt about it; you've got amnesia.
Janice: [talks on phone] So I told him "Listen, buddy, I don't take my clothes off for anybody, even if it IS artistic".
Statler: Hey, look, Waldorf. It's the frog and the pig.::Waldorf: Yeah, it looks like they're in love.::Statler: Yeah.::Waldorf: Kinda makes you sick, doesn't it? [they laugh] Woo-hoo!::Statler: Hey, lovey doveys!::Waldorf: Hubba, hubba!
Plot
Kermit and Fozzie are newspaper reporters sent to London to interview Lady Holiday, a wealthy fashion designer whose priceless diamond necklace is stolen. Kermit meets and falls in love with her secretary, Miss Piggy. The jewel thieves strike again, and this time frame Miss Piggy. It's up to Kermit and Muppets to bring the real culprits to justice.
Keywords: amateur, american-abroad, bear, breaking-the-fourth-wall, cameo-appearance, caper, dance, diamond, diamond-theft, frame-up
[Kermit is sitting on a bench - a man and his daughter walk by]::Girl: Look, Dad. There's a bear.::Father: No, Christine, that's a frog. Bears wear hats.
Miss Piggy: [to Nicky] You! It was you! Kermit was right! You're a phony. You're a phony! Yes, you are! And you know what, you can't even sing! Your voice was dubbed!
Miss Piggy: [Lady Holiday has just given Miss Piggy the entire backstory for the movie] Why are you telling me all this?::Lady Holiday: It's plot exposition. It has to go somewhere.
Statler: I guess all's well that ends well.::Waldorf: Doesn't matter to me, as long as it ends.
Truck Driver: What are you doing here?::Oscar the Grouch: A very brief cameo.::Truck Driver: Me too.
Kermit: We're going to catch those crooks red-handed. [Beauregard raises his hand] Yes, Bo?::Beauregard: What color are their hands now?
Dr. Bunsen Honeydew: I suggest we jump.::Fozzie: Are you crazy? That's at least a hundred feet!::Dr. Bunsen Honeydew: I didn't say it was a *good* suggestion.::Beauregard: Maybe we could jump part-way.
Beauregard: Takes awhile to get to know the town.::Fozzie: How long have you lived in London?::Beauregard: All my life.::Kermit: How come you don't have an English accent?::Beauregard: Hey, I'm lucky to have a driver's license!
Pops: Hey, how're you guys fixin' to pay?::Kermit: What are our choices?::Pops: A: Credit card; B: Cash; C: Sneak out in the middle of the night.::Fozzie: We'll take C.::Pops: Very popular choice.
Fozzie: [about run-down hotel] If that's the Happiness Hotel, I'd hate to see what the sad one looks like.
Miss Piggy: [singing] Christmas is coming. The goose is getting fat. / Please to put the penny in the old man's hat. / If you haven't got a penny, then a hay-penny will do. / If you haven't got a hay-penny, then God bless you!
The Great Gonzo: [singing] Now bring us some figgy pudding, now...::Miss Piggy: PIGGY PUDDING?::The Great Gonzo: No, no, no. Figgy pudding. It's made with figgs.::Miss Piggy: Oh.::The Great Gonzo: ...and bacon.::Miss Piggy: What?
John Denver: We won't go until we get some...::Animal: Won't go.::John Denver: We won't go until we get some...::Animal: Won't go!::John Denver: We won't go until we get some...::Animal: WON'T GO!::John Denver: ANIMAL, SIT!
Plot
'Kermit the Frog' (qv) wants fame. Persuaded by an agent to pursue acting, he hops west towards Hollywood! Tagging along: 'Fozzie Bear' (qv), 'Miss Piggy' (qv), 'The Great Gonzo', and a motley group of Muppets help dodge evil Doc Hopper and a Cameo-filled cast on the trek to Tinseltown!
Keywords: actor-playing-multiple-roles, alligator, ambition, balloon, bar, based-on-tv-series, beauty-pageant, bicycle, blockbuster, breaking-the-fourth-wall
More entertaining than humanly possible
Kermit: If what I'm saying doesn't make any sense, well then... go ahead and kill me.::Doc Hopper: [takes off his hat and fluffs his hair; reluctantly] All right boys. Kill him.
Kermit: [singing; repeated lines] Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection. The lovers, the dreamers, and me.
Kermit: [singing] Life's like a movie, write your own ending...::All Muppets: [singing] Keep believing, keep pretending; we've done just what we've set out to do, thanks to the lovers, the dreamers, and you!
Kermit: That's pretty dangerous building a road in the middle of the street. I mean, if frogs couldn't hop, I'd be gone with the Schwinn.
Fozzie: I'm a professional. I've had three performances.
Fozzie: Oh, I'm so nervous. If I'm not funny, I won't be able to live with myself.::Dr. Bunsen Honeydew: Well, then you'll have to get another apartment, won't you?
Fozzie: Ahh, a bear in his natural habitat - a Studebaker.
Dr. Teeth: [after the Electric Mayhem paint the Studebaker] Doc Hopper will never recognize you now.::Fozzie: I don't know how to thank you guys.::Kermit: I don't know *why* to thank you guys.
Fozzie: Hey, why don't you join us?::Gonzo: Where are you going?::Fozzie: We're following our dream!::Gonzo: Really? I have a dream, too!::Fozzie: Oh?::Gonzo: But you'll think it's stupid.::Fozzie: No we won't, tell us, tell us!::Gonzo: Well, I want to go to Bombay, India and become a movie star.::Fozzie: You don't go to Bombay to become a movie star! You go where we're going: Hollywood.::Gonzo: Sure, if you want to do it the *easy* way.::Fozzie: [to Kermit] We've picked up a weirdo...
Rowlf the Dog: It's not often you see a guy that green have the blues that bad.
"Ladies and gentlemen, presenting the end of sex and violence on television!"
Sgt. Floyd Pepper: Can you believe this cat?::Sam The Eagle: I am not a cat, I am a bird.::Sgt. Floyd Pepper: You may be a bird, but you ain't the bird.
Sam The Eagle: Do we want an eighth deadly sin for the pageant?::Nigel: Which one?::Sam The Eagle: [Into phone] Who's your eight? [To Nigel] Wearing funny pants to a funeral.
Crazy Harry is a Muppet with an explosives fixation, who appeared in The Muppet Show and was originally voiced and operated by Jerry Nelson.
Crazy Harry has black scruffy hair, an uncombed chin curtain beard and huge, egg-shaped baggy eyes. Early in season one, he played triangle with the pit band. He usually carried a plunger box which would activate a hidden charge, often to his victim's chagrin. Once he assisted Gonzo the Great in a cannonball-catching act, but perhaps overdid it on the powder, which resulted in an absurdly-stretched right arm for Gonzo. In episode #28 he provided the "Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta!" chorus of "Chanson D'amour", happily blowing the stage and performers to smithereens with his little plunger and cackling. Harry also played solo backup for Jean Stapleton's performance of "I'm Just Wild About Harry", with a collection of plunger boxes forming an "explodaphone", providing explosions at the end of every verse of the song.
In the show's first couple of seasons, Harry's appearances were a regular running gag. After those first seasons, the gag was shelved along with Crazy Harry for the remainder of the show's run. Crazy Harry also appeared in The Muppet Movie, complete with his explosive equipment, as one of the many Muppets in the audience to whom Kermit the Frog screened the film.
Jean Stapleton (born Jeanne Murray; January 19, 1923) is an American character actress of stage, television and film.
She is best known for her portrayal of Edith Bunker, the long-suffering, yet devoted wife of Archie Bunker (played by Carroll O'Connor) and mother of Gloria Stivic (played by Sally Struthers), on the 1970s situation comedy All in the Family. Stapleton was also seen occasionally on the All in the Family follow-up series, Archie Bunker's Place, but, tired of the role, asked to be written out after the first season.
Born in New York City, the daughter of Joseph E. Murray (a billboard advertising salesman) and Marie Stapleton Murray (a singer), she attended Hunter College. She began her career in 1941 in summer stock, aged 18, and made her New York debut in American Gothic, an Off-Broadway play.
She was featured on Broadway in several hit musicals, such as Damn Yankees, Funny Girl, Bells Are Ringing, and Juno. She guest starred in many television series, including the role of Rosa Criley in the 1963 episode "The Bride Wore Pink" on NBC's medical drama about psychiatry, The Eleventh Hour.
Ben Vereen (born October 10, 1946) is an American actor, dancer, and singer who has appeared in numerous Broadway theatre shows. Vereen graduated from Manhattan's High School of Performing Arts.
Vereen was born Benjamin Augustus Middleton on October 10, 1946, in Miami, Florida. While still an infant, Vereen and his family relocated to the Bedford-Stuyvesant neighborhood in Brooklyn, New York. He discovered he was adopted when he applied for a passport to join Sammy Davis, Jr. on a tour of "Golden Boy" to London when he was 25. He was adopted by James Vereen, a paint-factory worker and his wife, Pauline, who worked as a maid.
During his pre-teen years, he exhibited an innate talent for drama and dance and often performed in local variety shows. At the age of 14, Vereen enrolled at the High School of Performing Arts, where he studied under world-renowned choreographers Martha Graham, George Balanchine, and Jerome Robbins. Upon his graduation, he struggled to find suitable stage work and was often forced to take odd jobs to supplement his income. He was 18 years old when he made his New York stage bow off-off Broadway in The Prodigal Son at the Greenwich Mews Theater. By the following year, he was in Las Vegas, performing in Bob Fosse's production of Sweet Charity, a show with which he toured in 1967–68. He returned to New York City to play Claude in Hair in the Broadway production, before joining the national touring company.
Harry Osborn is a fictional character, a supporting character of Spider-Man in the Marvel Comics Universe. In addition to being Peter Parker's best friend, Harry was the second Green Goblin and is the son of Norman Osborn. Harry Osborn first appeared in The Amazing Spider-Man #32 (December 1965), and was created by Stan Lee and Steve Ditko.
Harry Osborn first appeared in The Amazing Spider-Man #31 (December 1965), and was created by writer Stan Lee and artist Steve Ditko. Harry Osborn received an entry in the Official Handbook of the Marvel Universe Update '89 #5.
Harry is the son of industrialist Norman Osborn and his wife Emily. Unfortunately, the circumstances of Harry's birth weakened Emily, and she died after several years of illness. Heartbroken, Norman becomes a cold and unloving father; he either contemptuously dismisses Harry, or lashes out at him in fury. As a result, Harry spends much of his life trying desperately to earn his father's approval.
Upon graduating from high school, he enrolls in Empire State University. Among the wealthiest students in the school, Harry soon becomes one of the most popular as well, despite his aloof manner. He has a clique of rich, popular students around him; one of these is the lovely Gwen Stacy. Gwen is intrigued by a new student: bookish, studious and painfully-shy Peter Parker. Harry takes a dislike to Parker; he resents the attention Gwen gives to Peter, and he assumes that Peter's standoffishness is snobbery. After confronting Parker, Harry realizes that Peter is merely shy, and is also worried about his ailing aunt, May. Despite this rocky start, Harry and Peter became friends, eventually sharing an apartment.
Harry Mason Reid (born December 2, 1939) is the senior United States Senator from Nevada, serving since 1987. A member of the Democratic Party, he has been the Senate Majority Leader since January 2007, having previously served as Minority Leader and Minority and Majority Whip.
Previously, Reid was a member of the U.S. House of Representatives, representing Nevada's 1st congressional district, and served in Nevada local and state government as city attorney of Henderson, a state legislator, the 25th Lieutenant Governor, and chairman of the Nevada Gaming Commission.
As Senate Majority Leader and a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, Harry Reid has achieved a more senior elected position in the United States government than any Mormon in history.
Reid was born in Searchlight, Nevada, the third of the four sons of Inez Orena (née Jaynes), a laundress, and Harry Vincent Reid, a miner. His paternal grandmother was an English immigrant from Darlston, Staffordshire. Reid's boyhood home had no indoor toilet, hot water or telephone. Searchlight had no high school, so Reid boarded with relatives 40 miles away in Henderson, Nevada to attend Basic High School where he played football, and was an amateur boxer. While at Basic High he met future Nevada governor Mike O'Callaghan, who was a teacher there. Reid attended Southern Utah University and graduated from Utah State University where he double majored in political science and history. Reid also minored in economics from the Jon M. Huntsman School of Business. He then went to George Washington University Law School earning a J.D. while working for the United States Capitol Police.
I am twice your age, but you don’t want to see
Height of naivety, as only real young girls can be
Kiss kiss I love you, no I love you more
Begging, pleading me to stop pushing on your gasping
throat
A blossoming youthfulness is so arousing to me
You’re so easy to break
Don’t you realize that I won’t stop?
A nose is easy to break
You fulfil my wildest dreams
Now I finally understand the real pride of ownership
I control you from the mouth down
Get on your hands and feet for me
Urinating on the floor and barking like a little dog
I control you from the mouth down
Give me your anus
Feed from my penis
Cute little sobs for help make everything complete
Lesson for today, a lizard has no empathy
Damsel in distress, you certainly fit the part
For you it’s good to know that life sometimes can be,
To cruel, to hard
Pushing though your psyche
Your mother would be so proud
You’re truly beneath me
Ravaging your psyche
Faecal froth foams from the mouth
I want you to swallow my pee
Cry for me delicately
Looking up inside of me
Mana from my colon
Nauseating romance
Eating chunks from me
Butterfly, you’ve become, crawling from your pupa
Not just the girl next door
Now so much more then you were before
A new white human toilet
Come lick my anus
He lies in forgetfulness
The skin old and withered
Recline in uneventfulness
The end is a mockery
Keep reminiscing of chances that passed by
With admirable sternness the body will not die
The allure of heaven was never meant for him
Don’t falter, keep your honour
He will never give in
He lies in wickedness
His life ends in torture
Dementia and solitude
Sedate the mind for his own good
Imprisoned in dysfunction
Can’t escape the horror
Limping on on borrowed time
Enduring the slow decline
Old hatreds for all these years stay strong
You can’t deny the grave’s where you belong
A false internment
The closests have long gone
Die alone
You brought this upon yourself
Yourself
A failed experiment that no one could predict
Failure to procreate is probably for the best
So unsure where we must bury
We’ll see if nature wants him back
The allure of heaven
Was never meant for him
Don’t falter keep your honour
He will never give in
He lies in wickedness
His life ends in torture
Dementia and solitude
Sedate the mind for his own good
Imprisoned in dysfunction
Can’t escape the horror
Limping on, on borrowed time
Your life is nothing
You hang on the edge and you cling to existence
Your veins run dry
You must be honest with yourself
The metal connects with pink soft flesh
As you neck snaps Yahweh decides to test you
Suffering starts the questioning of faith
Was it all a waste, precious time now thrown away
Crimson haze, your wife’s artistic spray
Quite decorative, the slight nuances of brain
A life is nothing
The body is easily broken to pieces
Lord tell me why
No blood no life that’s certain
All alone in a meditative state
Rising uncertainty, there’s no answer when you pray
A loving god would disallow this much pain
A prankster god has ways to make it worse
A devotee but your ending’s the same
Don’t you know burning ants is just a game?
The quiet, realise
Your child is dead
You wear the grey face of death
As they fight to extend you mortal life
The only life you’ll ever have
Bloodstorm
Fade away, leave behind the material plane
From above you look down, see the bloodstains on the
ground
No control of your flesh, all fluids want to leave
Vomiting as you grieve
Bloodstorm
Feeding the graves
The end of deception will take you away
Please do drown
You never appreciated your own fragility
No time for regrets
You wear the grey face of death
Slouch in your ooze, honour the dead
In your self-made sordid little
Grief hole of vomit and piss
The afterlife comes down to this
Who would have thought
You’d weigh your seconds in gold
The gripping cold finally numbs all your pain
No tunnel of light
Turns out we end up the same
Now who’s insane?
Now who’s insane?
All alone in a meditative state
Rising uncertainty, there’s no answer when you pray
A loving god would disallow this much pain
A prankster god has ways to make it worse
A devotee but your ending’s the same
As one whisky fades into the next
Doubt becomes paranoia and antagonism turns into hate
Look into the mirror
Is this a man before my eyes?
Stare through the dilation
And see black radiates nothing back
I can’t stop me from bleeding my life
Grab hold of a sense of myself
Coca eradication is a controversial stratagem
Scream bloody murder of a precious soul
Try to change me
All efforts have failed
A cyclic encounter with the best and the worst
All these years, building tension
Something has to give
A burn is painful
It’s the greatest pain you’ll ever feel
Gasoline ensures a transformation of slow melting
That’s most resplendent in vivifying flames
I know it reeks of arrogance
But that does not make it any less true
That I just feel life so much more than you
Bolivian marching powder
Overdose myself on reality
My own white trash hell
Feverish colony where diseased thoughts thrive
I am the enemy
Digging my own grave
Keep burning
The good book says return to ash
Keep burning
Burn this beast of burden down
Congenital failure
From slime we’re all conceived
Honour your parents
Shit in the womb and feel relieved
A hole in the heart
So deep it can never be filled
From the shadows I watch
Like a thief in the night
My prey has just arrived
Followed by his lackeys
Lapdogs each and everyone
Weakness exudes from you
Your bland nonexistence
Lacks any savour
Arrogant egotist, must correct a simple slight
How your genes have survived
To me’s mind numbing
Please continue the motions of
A ritualised posturing
I don’t exhibit fear but a burning hunger
Please do believe, we share a common goal
To fulfil our need of senseless suffering
It’s so disappointing if you now decide
To decline my offer of masticated destruction
Go run and hide
In our erotic embrace
I crave that briny taste
Let me softly lick your face
Can you feel me growing hard against you?
Anticipate your body’s subjugation in our meat orgy
Accept your mate
I cannot help these things I do
They’re forced upon me everyday
The lamentation of your women
By right of conquest they belong to me
Spreading the word of empty idolatry
A vile act of rape on my person it’s surely
The hunter is hunted, consume the consumer
The meat
I need to eat you
You spread your filth across the earth
You are vermin, not meant to be
Give back to the earth
Begin it anew
Consuming my way through all of creation
Fertilise the soil through swift bowel movement
I have chosen the end of this
To finally let go
You conspire against me
The most unlikely enemy
I must leave
Can’t go on
This disease must end here
Both despairing in solitude
Till the daylight comes anew
Only I can see there is a
Pretty face under that bruise
Tense a bit when we kiss
Counterfeit apologies
You think that you can fight back
Give me reason
We’re confined in a life of rejection
Smothering each other with silent rage
Please give me a shot of redemption
It is time to put your dog to sleep
It is hard to accept that
Good things come to an end
Liberate me through sexual release
Not able to conceive
Explain why you would grieve
Ejaculation of the tainted seed
We’re conjoined in a spiral of loss
Condemned to each other
Condemned to ourselves
How can it be you still believe?
You stand in front of my implosion
Tell me why
I slowly burn with a hatred for all of your efforts
Pour ethanol on the fire
The more that you try to hold on
The more that I have to break you
Extirpate the cancerous growth
I know it wants to kill you too
Gurgles of a final breath
Colours fade into blue
Your eyes slowly die, die
We did expect a violent ending
At the next dawn
Search the skies
For the ascent
Of a new morning star
The seventh circle beckons me
As an advertiser they daily weaken me
Comfort in my contempt
Stabbed from within my mind
Simply cannot defend
Disparity and misery
What I do
It is not the good I want to do
It is pure evil
My thought crimes are my mortal sin
Every day
Feed the urge to kill
The second coming is ushered in
By seven thunders who cry aloud
Descend upon the ring of nine
Spirit made flesh
All hail the new prince of this world
You finally gave me reason
Freed me from all my needs
Child of disobedience
Dominate the weak
Beyond good and evil
Catering to all their needs
See them wallowing in their own filth
I am proposing a final solution
There is but one conclusion
You finally gave me reason
Freed me from all my needs
Child of disobedience
Dominate the weak
I must stop the wasting disease
Overflowing narcissism and greed
Bring this world upon its knees
Übermensch, Destruction
They’re as ape likens man
I must accept that which I am
The opposer at the dusk of man
You finally gave me reason
Freed me from all my needs
Child of disobedience
I begin the cleansing
To filter my putrid mind
No longer can I stand
The creeping decay
Lunacy gropes within
Hacking at my flesh
The metallic taste of blood
To regain that which is lost
Purification through .... PAIN
I slowly turn the blade
Push through against the angst
Inflicting mortal wounds
Purification through .... PAIN
I shall pay
For sins against the inner order
That I committed - So I betrayed
The fire within myself
No remorse for the weak
Release me
Will not give in
Strenght regained
Scarred and battered
The will remains
Breathing stops
Heartfailure
Fading light
I will not mourn
I begin the cleansing
To filter my putrid mind
No longer can I stand
The creeping decay
My vision is cleared
Completely renewed
I again see the truth
Founded in biblical times
Writings to the blind
For they shall follow as done before
Color has no place in this
Reformation blinding all
Vile destruction, shades of grey
Leaving one man - Cannibal
Eating me
Unable to see
Cataract
I will suffer again
Recreating gods creation
Leaving in all the failures
I can not
I can not see
Cataract
Blinding me - Numbing me
Cataract
Blinding me - Soothing me
Giving me atonement
For he was my failure
My Failure
Your extinction
Founded in biblical times
Extermination
For they follow as done before
Killing me
Spreading like a plague
The truth for you a fucking tale
It's time to purge you of sin
Destroying your gods
And you his masterpiece
Reclamation of the throne
I will conquer
I alone
I will harvest
Founded in biblical times
Writings to the blind
For they followed as done before
Color has no place in this
Reformation blinding all
Vile destruction, shades of grey
I am alone
Can't stand the wall of force
Your forcefed filth
Pushed smiling through my throat
Numbing me - Your mental destruction
Flooding me - Without restraints
Feverish - Mental rejection
Killing me - Without restraints
No release
It's all around me
No path for my escape
Cannot breathe
The hunt is on
No place to hide
There is no peace for me
I am alone
Can't stand the wall of force
Your forcefed filth
Pushed smiling through my throat
Flooded by
Your machinations
The growing piles
Stacked far to high
Erase my feelings
Replacement of the self
Marching orders
Insert the doctrine
Destruction of the self
I cannot help
These divergent thoughts
I have no choice
Must stray from the lighted path
I will revive
The human soul you've slain
Your choking filth
Has lost it's grip on me
You've lost your grip on me
No escaping
Cannot breathe
The hunt is on
No place to hide
There is no peace for me
I am alone
Can't stand the wall of force
Your forcefed filth
Pushed smiling through my throat
Flooded by
Your machinations
The growing piles
Stacked far to high
Erase my feelings
Replacement of the self
Marching orders
Insert the doctrine
The staining all around
The stench of your presence
Infecting above and below
Untill you have it all
A violence divine
Your violence - Bred mine
The remnants - Of torture
Of unwrath _ And lies
You prey on - My weakness
When I've fallen low
Your friendship and guidance
For slavery and gold
The eye of god is upon us
A silent watcher of hate
The eye of god is upon us
As we destroy his name
A firestorm long waiting
On the verge of breaking
A single torch now burning
The first of the growing hordes
Clear this twisted landscape
Deface his impure ground
Firefrenzied followers
Of the new church of reason
Dead bodies stacked up high
We'll leave only ashes
The eulogy now sung
Your eternal reign
Ends on this holy day
A violence divine
Your violence - Bred mine
The remnants - Of torture
Of unwrath _ And lies
You prey on - My weakness
When I've fallen low
Your friendship and guidance
For slavery and gold
A solemn godshead
Fragile, demented
Tears flow from heaven
For a world that is lost
It's freedom regained
Our blood for blood
The new world order