Jim (2010)

Actors

• Charles Barron (actor)
• Shawn Bell (actor)
• Rob Bradford (actor)
• Anthony E. Cabral (actor)
• Atticus Cain (actor)
• Victor Dickerson (actor)
• Allen Enlow (actor)
• Carlos Michael Hagene (actor)
• Joe Hammerstone (actor)
• Dan Illian (actor)
• Matthew Kinney (actor)
• Paul Morris (actor)
• Michael Strelow (actor)
• Pasha Stroud (actor)
• Eric C. Bailey (actor)

Genres

Taglines:

The Birth Of A New World Order

La venganza de Ira Vamp (2010)

Actors

• Chiquito de la Calzada (actor)
• Florentino Fernández (actor)
• Florentino Fernández (actor)
• Javivi (actor)
• Rolando Pedro Robert (actor)
• Julio Tejela (actor)
• Josema Yuste (actor)
• Josema Yuste (actor)
• Isabel Arcos (actress)
• Mireia Canalda (actress)
• Paula Galimberti (actress)
• Dalma Maradona (actress)
• Natalia Ruiz (actress)
• Enrique Cerezo (producer)
• Charles Ludlam (writer)

Genres

• Comedy

The Revolutionary II (1996)

Actors

• Uri Avrahami (actor)
• Ezra Dagan (actor)
• Eli Dor-Haim (actor)
• Yehuda Efroni (actor)
• Yoram Gal (actor)
• Udi Gil (actor)
• Eli Gorenstein (actor)
• Yossi Graber (actor)
• Yuval Hod (actor)
• Jerry Hyman (actor)
• Dror Keren (actor)
• Didi Lukov (actor)
• Alon Margarlit (actor)
• Juliano Mer-Khamis (actor)
• Mosko Alkalai (actor)

Genres

• Biography
• Drama
• Family
• History

The Revolutionary (1995)

Actors

• Mosko Alkalai (actor)
• Erez Atar (actor)
• Uri Avrahami (actor)
• Sergio Barcala (actor)
• Dan Fabian Bloch (actor)
• Ezra Dagan (actor)
• Eli Dor-Haim (actor)
• Yehuda Efroni (actor)
• Yoram Gal (actor)
• Udi Gil (actor)
• Eli Gorenstein (actor)
• Yossi Graber (actor)
• Yuval Hod (actor)
• Jerry Hyman (actor)
• Jack Adalist (actor)

Genres

• Biography
• Drama

Timmy's Gift: Precious Moments Christmas (1991)

Actors

• Zachary Bostrom (actor)
• Dom DeLuise (actor)
• Victor DiMattia (actor)
• Grant Gelt (actor)
• Don Knotts (actor)
• Ziad LeFlore (actor)
• Billy O'Sullivan (actor)
• Jaclyn-Rose Lester (actress)
• Gary Goddard (producer)
• Gary Guttman (composer)

Genres

• Animation
• Family

Gospel Bill (1981)

Actors

• Ken Blount (actor)
• Willie George (actor)
• Trudie Blount (actress)
• Lana Osborn (actress)
• Willie George (producer)
• Willie George (director)

Genres

• Family

The Day Christ Died (1980)

Actors

• Colin Blakely (actor)
• Charles Borromel (actor)
• Jean-Paul Boucher (actor)
• Gary Brown (actor)
• Samuele Cerri (actor)
• Brian Coburn (actor)
• Oliver Cotton (actor)
• Rod Dana (actor)
• Cyrus Elias (actor)
• Harold Goldblatt (actor)
• Gordon Gostelow (actor)
• Dov Gottesfeld (actor)
• Donald Hodson (actor)
• Barrie Houghton (actor)
• Ralph Arliss (actor)

Genres

• Drama

Gospel Road: A Story of Jesus (1973)

Actors

• Sean Armstrong (actor)
• Johnny Cash (actor)
• Steven Chernoff (actor)
• Alan Dater (actor)
• Robert Elfstrom Jr. (actor)
• Robert Elfstrom (actor)
• Saul Holiff (actor)
• John Paul Kay (actor)
• Kris Kristofferson (actor)
• Gelles LaBlanc (actor)
• Larry Lee (actor)
• Thomas Leventhal (actor)
• Terrence Winston Mannock (actor)
• Lyle Nicholson (actor)
• Ulf Pollack (actor)

Genres

• Drama
• Music

Taglines:

Johnny Cash brings to the screen the story of Jesus...filmed in the Holy Land.

Messalina Venere imperatrice (1960)

Actors

• Calisto Calisti (actor)
• Alfio Caltabiano (actor)
• Roberto Caporali (actor)
• Vittorio Congia (actor)
• Antonio Correri (actor)
• Pietro Di Giulio (actor)
• Arturo Dominici (actor)
• Giulio Donnini (actor)
• Mino Doro (actor)
• Spiros Focás (actor)
• Giuliano Gemma (actor)
• Marcello Giorda (actor)
• Carlo Giustini (actor)
• Gilberto Mazzi (actor)
• Nando Angelini (actor)

Genres

• Drama

Happiness (1917)

Actors

• Andrew Arbuckle (actor)
• John Gilbert (actor)
• Charles Gunn (actor)
• Leo Willis (actor)
• Adele Belgrade (actress)
• Enid Bennett (actress)
• Gertrude Claire (actress)
• Thelma Salter (actress)
• C. Gardner Sullivan (writer)
• Reginald Barker (director)
• Thomas H. Ince (miscellaneous crew)

Genres

• Comedy
• Drama

Nicodemus Filmography

• Scooby Doo: A XXX Parody
  2011, role: miscellaneous crew

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Nicodemus - Barnabas
• Voodoo Whores For The Devil's Dementia - Nicodemus
• Virus - Nicodemus
• Something In The Walls - Nicodemus
• Resurrection Mary - Nicodemus
• Nightfall Bares My Burden - Nicodemus
• In The Loving Arms Of Miss Construe - Nicodemus
• Christabel - Nicodemus
• Between Tenderness & Violence - Nicodemus
• ....and The Night Cries In Return - Nicodemus
• Nicodemus - Congos

In the night, when no one would be watching
A man came with a question on his mind
He'd seen this Jesus working many wonders
He'd watched as Jesus spoke, performing signs
"Teacher, surely you must come from Heaven
For without God, no one could do these things."
But Jesus saw the longing in the man's heart
And simply said, "You must be born again."
You must be born again
Nicodemus, can't you see that you can't enter in
The Kingdom of the Lord is closed, unless you're born again
Nicodemus found what he'd been seeking
And you can find it too, my searching friend
'Cause in your heart, you know He died to save you
Just ask Him in, and you'll be born again

Expose me what you want me to see so clearly.
(See through your jaded eyes)
Wrap your intentions in cellophane
(Protected yet on display)
Ease the tensions and Shakespeare plays.
(I've heard enough of this dramatic reprise)
Hearts bearing sleeves are stylish seenes.
Grow where they know they can be seen.
Hives have taken rightful place.
Friend to friend pollinate.
My hatred doesn't go away.
It just gets older...
Give away to royalty,
Smile toxic teeth shine so poignantly.
Everything's coming up roses,
Dirt under fingernails.
Comedy, myths, and tragedies.
(Collection of useless feelings and pride)
Overcompensate for spaces in between.
(The gorge into which you fall)
The Heroes always die in the end.
(As the stories you tell go)
Plant a flower in his head,
I hope the artist is dead.
Too fat for me to see,
Around your worthless feelings.
Everyone that casts of your emotional distress.
By blackened soul, your love was told.
To release your dancing, prancing, ignorance and all it holds.
I have but one, a feeling bad but none.
Will you keep me from destroying all the art that you create.
How dare you even, that I would give a shit.
About the very things that you hold dear, my agenda will have you.

From immortal Eden to me hequeath.
Throw unto me your jagged spells.
Forever is a dream and dream I shall.
A promise so vain, so true, sleep well.
Through the catacombs fallen,
Through a void so deep and rank.
The harshened realm wrapped in sharpening winds.
Thusly raped by the thorns of discontent.
Walking through the worlds blind.
Corrupt and consuming me.
Sharing secrets this tender heart of mine.
Walking through the nefarious land of time.
Wandering interests benign,
Tearing secrets speaks to heart of things.
Die if I shall in this phantasy.
Necromancer dance to a flame that lures,
Shadows from their hiding.
A cruel embrace like lovers from a tragedy.
A lost servant to the breath of thy nemesis.
Lurking in every caress this bitter temptation.
Disguised beneath her sweetened cunt.
Flower of passions through air to breath,
Spores of illusion pollute my weeds.
Weaving through the hands of redemption.
This eve will glisten with the dew of this new world.
Under spells cast by moon light I welcome this parasite,

Where is the peace and levity that I once knew?
How darest I be thrust unto this, comfort lay in preterition.
My ambiguous mind thought it sound all the same.
A violent painting hangs amid my former mirth,
Beautiful in silence I am captive of it's pain.
Wading through colours, black drifts into pleasant twilight blue.
What may I see within it's patterns?
I am waiting for you.
Figures and their shelter cast, are obstructing my odium.
Resist I may, yet hollowed by the searing gaze of an unknown eye.
I fear that here amongst the oppressive fog of a tired, yet ageless night.
My restraint too common, a vassal am I, suffer I shall to she'd my blight.
What is this cancer, these lessons from the abstract design?
Enter it's grievance, I am tortured to see it through.
Blind to your apparent cause, all I see is you.
Rise thy wicked purpose... rise.
Fierce serpent, speaking in tongues,
Your breath the soliloquy I crave.
Yet deaf I be to the monologues,
I beg of you interlocution... I am afraid.
Only damp sorrow in the air to breathe.
Territory of thine choices and words,
Decisions I remember, how I wish to forget.
Growing impatient with passing reminders,
I run in fear, fall into inevitability.
I am not ashamed of these perverted dreams of mine.
A mystic art thou... terror present... truth behold.
That for which I hunger is a human plague,
A hunger worth dying for, yet I shall ne'er see a grave.
Wading through the colours, black drifts into pleasant twilight blue.
What may I see within it's patterns?

Heave spoke to her.
Celestial voice bestowed upon Resurrection Mary.
Defiant and Proud,
The girl speaks out loud so the world my hear her praying:
"So You have been here, then I resent your intentions.
Altered this course of events for which I shall never have the process to
Forgive.
Be still my heart, it shall beat for no other.
Your judgment flawed with selective prosecution.
No phantom virtue will control my fate, it is my own,
And never will you rape me and enslave my precious soul.
I choose to...
Burn in hell, she demands.
Never to languish in netherworlds of pettiness and lies.
For there is no rest in Zion.
His infernal majesty will protect the night for her to see.
For then, for now, forever.
The Shaman of Shadows lived within her from the start.
The beast it grew impatient,
For when in Hell she shall be no slave, and sirens sing with wicked tongue.
And her I lay in the throws of anticipation.
Of the darkest light of legend.
So secure and welcomed with a breath of eternity.
Brief is the moment of clarity, but it is a strong as death is certain.

Here I ponder such bitter thoughts and complications.
Layeth I shall in haunted sleep.
Trust in my instincts... beware I shall of these appetites.
No rest for the wicked soul I keep.
A restless mind and dancing eyes...
Here I wish to dream of you tonight.
Though any dream upon this night shall suffice.
Wind ravaged curtains casts...
Shadows upon the lifeless walls.
Observations from this circumstantial slumber.
Unconscious yet wide-eyed, I await the epiphany.
Nightfall bares my burden...
Here magnified by the chilling moonrise.
When light takes leave, why is all undone?
Mistakes are always silent,
Though regrets reach us too clearly.
Why must my torment breed this fear?
Wallowing in vampyric servitude hour by hour...
For it grows more profane.
And yet what this superstition hath maintained,
A firm hold o'er minds of men... tis thy bane.
Anchor me to anything... forgive me but I fear I'm drowning.
Wheres't thing hear this night?
Allow me to give you some notion of her.
Not that first impression, whatever it may have been.
But the absolute reality of her...
As I gradually learnted to see it.
She was, beyond all comparison,
The most graceful, and exquisite woman I've ever seen.
But with a grace and beauty,
That has nothing to do with a preconceived notion.
Or previous experience of what goes by these names.
It is conceivable, that there once in a thousand years may rise.
A combination of lines, a system, a gesture...
By which is unprecedented beauty.
I remember in the course of that one day,
Perhaps I was dreaming.
You looked every now and then, as if you'd remark.
The crown has fallen from my brow.
There was a time she once would swoon at my vehemence,
But then she turned away and dropped my hand.
I beg this resolution, a vision profound, which frightens thee.
Wind ravaged curtains casts...
Shadows upon the lifeless walls.
Observations from this circumstantial slumber.

Shadows are the lost and drowned.
A gift, for me, to resist the dawn.
A breaking voice these waves in the air.
Call me hence, in a patient stare.
In timeless beauty.
Caught within the passing ring.
Ideas that should not come to me.
Pondering this lifeless dream of mine.
I will awake to find my concubine.
In timeless worlds-ALIVE
Make these consequences dissipate.
I no longer wish to adhere to reason.
Take these understandings from my mind.
I need to feel this spiritual disarray.
Divine are the thoughts that render me.
Capable of sense and sight.
A vicious carnivore this wind.
Lick my wounds, my sins rescind.
Dispel my fear this...
Night where I find her face.
Comfort here in her embrace.
The cloudless shelter bares my swoon.
In the loving arms of Miss Construe.
In timeless worlds-ALIVE
Make these consequences dissipate.
I no longer wish to adhere to reason.
Take these understandings from my mind.
I need to feel this spiritual disarray.
Follow the words I hear her say.
I only want to hear her sounds.
Layeth me before the break of day.
Oh, but to feel the baying of the sleepless hounds.
The heavens are ablaze with fear.
And as haunted as my gaze.
The silhouette of my intentions,

"Tis the middle of the night by the castle clock.
And the owls have awakened the crowing cock.
Tu-whit! Tu-whoo!
And bark again, the crowing cock.
How drowsily it crew"
This exquisite child of the Baron roams.
Through the forest mesmerized by moonlight alone.
Here she dreams in fear, for her betrothed knight.
Until her prayers are torn asunder by a moan of fright.
What evil secrets lie behind the giant oak?
A desperate vision of female perfection dressed in white.
She glittered to the eye, sensual and luminescent.
She seems to glow, she seemed to glow...
How did she come to the lands of Sir Leoline?
Will her prayers protect her night so well?
Hush, healing heart of Christabel!
Revealed to her upon the asking of maiden lost.
The name of Geraldine and the story of...
Crime against a lady of noble line.
For she did tell a strange and frightful tale, with voice so sweet.
She shall enchant, she will entrance.
Her glow would cast a shadow that would...
Swallow the sweet child whole.
A willing audience here in the wood shrouded cold.
Left to wait in brisk midnight, by dark and faceless rouges.
She makes demand on thy lady's hand.
To see this maiden home,
Together women of night make haste for candlelight.
To the estate of Sir Leoline, to hell it chimes.
To rest her there for the evening to pass unfold.
Over the moat to the gate of his chivalry bold.
Geraldine fell, sweet Christabel.
Carry her over the threshold well.
Though up she came as if she never were in pain.
Past the hearth and into the view of the portrait of Baron.
But when the lady passed,
There came a tongue of light, and a fit of flame.
Thy temptress is divine!
"Sweet Christabel, her feet doth bare.
And jealous of the listening air.
They steal their way from stair to stair.
Now in the glimmer, and now in the gloom.
And now they pass the Baron's room.
As still as death, with stifled breath.
And now they have reached her chamber door.
And now Geraldine doth press down,
The rushes of the chamber floor.
Christabel trims the light,
And makes it bright again!"
The forlorn maiden drinks,
A wild flower wine for Geraldine.
Standing now in pride, she summons her savior.
"Quoth Christabel, so let it be.
And as the lady bade did she.
Her gentle limbs dis he undress,
And lay down in her loveliness."
And as she lay in wait,
Her heart will race for the night to wait for.
A sinful view she keeps,
As robes fall to the maiden's feet.
Eves that burn the soul.
She lay beside this latest prize.
And in her words she doth told,
Her prisoner, in arms she holds:
"In the touch of this bosom there worketh a spell.
Which is lord of thy utterance, Christabel.
Thou knowest tonight, and wilt know tomorrow.
This mark of my shame, this seal of my sorrow."
... Sunrise...
Oh what evil night was this?
To wake the morn in sinful bliss?
Her look askance seethes disease.
For the dawn hath no rest when by sin she pleased.
With tear for if her mother near.
A watching angel hath no fear.
From her death she came from her desire.
To be loved, returned by this noble sire.
But now upon the waking moans of dawn,
Her magic lay me still at mouth.
Anxious mements with the drawing in of breath.
Be still my beating hear, for it doth quake beneath my breast!
My father kind and strong for now he gaze upon.
The beauty that stands before his noble grace.
Her name and face ring familiar.
A lost friend by poisoned words,
So long ago buy now his daughter here.
The Bard he bade make haste.
To right the words of time lost wrongs.
To move swiftly and carry verse to his dear lost friend.
But the Bard awaits to tell a tale, a dream to him last night.
A dove with voice of mine, as upon it's neck a snake doth feed.
And swelled it's neck as if swelled hers.
Christabel escapes the dying trance of beauty,
And gains her senses, paused, and silently prayed.
She dare not allow the unholy passions reign.
As she doth fall to the Barron's feet,
So by her father's countenance she may be saved.
Here upon the castle floor, she cries in bitter anguish.
Her secrets of the passing night, she dare not tell.
Sweet Chrstabel doth pleads for her father to heed her wishes.
Upon her lost mother's seal to send the creature.
Back to the night from whence it came.
"Within the Baron's heart and brain.
If thoughts, like these, had any share,
They only swelled his rage and pain.
And did but work confusion there,
His heart was cleft with pain and rage.
His cheeks they quivered, his eyes were wild.
Dishonored thus in his old age:
Dishonored by his only child."
"And all his hospitality,
To the wronged daughter of his friend.
By more than woman's jealousy,
Brought thus to a disgraceful end...
He rolled his eye with stern regard,
Upon the gentle minstrel bard,
And said in tones abrupt, austere...
'Why Bracy! Dost thou loiter here!
I bade thee hence! ' The bard obeyed,
And turning from his own sweet maid,
The aged knight, Sir Leoline,

Darkness entwine, she is night and is mine.
Horn in the silence spawned forth from the abyss.
Her immortal soul wrought with sloth, bought and sold.
Her heart wrenched with pain that the whore doth sustain.
See her breast heave it's last breath no more.
Bewitchment of weakness thy wings spread in restlessness.
He may be history, thou art folklore.
Silence shrouds her necromantic phantasies.
She painteth upon the midnight winter chill.
Movements languid, a specter, and a ghostly shade of grey.
She breaths unease into the hearts of man, and gently molds his will.
The bitch bath heritage in feminine wake.
Spells cast from the bonfires burn masculine skies.
With stars as the kindling, the smoke chokes the siblings.
Of equality praise forthcoming demise.
Rise from thy grave, dawn thy wretched remains.
As a cloak to thy form, thou art true.
Claim your throne of witchcraft my gothic queen.
Now the goddess she eth striketh, with deviltry, pure and new.
Returned she cums in anger, to claim sex as her own.
Divine is the lesbian murderous slut,
Hamlet mistake in frailty's form.
Carmilla prevails when on trial for her evil,
But somewhere between the violence and the violins...
A rose for the dead grows in Lucifer's garden.
A flower of hate from the jezchel soil.
What death makes stronger will rise, when the leminine awake?
Deviltry thy name is a woman, there is wine.
In the vaginal chalice of truth... where hast thou been?
Cursed is the daughter of the darkest tomb.
Of innocence, it was created of such phallic fallacies.
Heart as blacketh as the starless night.
She shuns her counterpart, bred as an unfortunate flaw of nature.
See how she haunts the hallowed halls of her story.
Dastardly deeds of a girl and her scorn.
Becoming a poltergeist, tragic and triumphant.
Mistress of pleasure your legend is born.
A breed of a vampyric, sexual creed.
Populate in new ways she shall find.
The men may conspire, but all will expire.
Just ashes and agony trailing behind.

Night sees the fallen and bloodshed that takes away.
The crying eyes of tradition and it's valor.
Brandish weapons so steel can lead the way.
One against the other, won't take these feelings away.
Lost within the looking glass,
It becomes one of the hour.
Time has become a helpless slave,
To the rhythm of the falling grains.
Sandy dunes of explanation blow to the other side of reason.
Escape the tidex of virtue,
For they know not the needs of the human heart.
And of the sky, it becomes a canopy of the loud and leather wings.
The moon hath cast a shadow, blood red upon the beach of better things.
The calender beseeches them to enter dusk with a breath of freedom.
And the night cries in return,
A bitter concern for the reckless youth.
In every age there lives a villain to be sure.
How far were we from my imagination?
If there shall be passion in my venom,
And truth in my lover's eyes.
Then a reign in evil I shall see, and paradise between my thighs.
There must have been some other way, without the history.
And conquest plays, a dagger to the bitter back of reason.
Drones of bravery loose all they have gained.
Worthy if risked in the glowing face of treason.
For they have endured the hardships of a new and vile belief.
Eating and drinking of the zodiac delusions, innocent, fair, but forewarned.
Star crossed lovers break free of this torment.
Elude the guards of the past regime,
Off to the east toward the howling wolves of dawn.
For in their flame, there is a brightness with purpose, simple and pure.
It shall exist now and forever, solely for them and for their pleasure.
Bringer of light illuminate, the path they walk with a peaceful grin.
Lost in a burning, they drift into yearning their hearts will sustain them in
Sin.

It's a long long time we a gwaan sah
Free Jah Jah children mek dem run home a yard
I never get weary yeah, oh no
Father sucked the sour grape, set the children teeth on
edge
Mother sucked the sour grape, she set the children free
of tears
Nicodemus went to Jah Jah by night
To aks Him the way of salvation and right
You gotta be born again
Chorus