Plot
Signe moves from Saudi Arabia to Sweden with her mum, while her dad stays in Saudi Arabia to work. In Sweden Signe has a hard time to fit in. She doesn't know the games that her classmate's plays and her clothes are different. The only one who talks with her is Melker, the most annoying boy in her school.
Hoestens filmsensation med allt vad Ni begaer: fart, spaenning, kaerlek!
Hoestens filmsensation med allt vad Ni begaer: fart, spaenning, kaerlek!
A dam is a barrier that impounds water or underground streams. Dams generally serve the primary purpose of retaining water, while other structures such as floodgates or levees (also known as dikes) are used to manage or prevent water flow into specific land regions. Hydropower and pumped-storage hydroelectricity are often used in conjunction with dams to generate electricity. A dam can also be used to collect water or for storage of water which can be evenly distributed between locations.
The word dam can be traced back to Middle English, and before that, from Middle Dutch, as seen in the names of many old cities. Early dam building took place in Mesopotamia and the Middle East. Dams were used to control the water level, for Mesopotamia's weather affected the Tigris and Euphrates rivers, and could be quite unpredictable.
The earliest known dam is the Jawa Dam in Jordan, 100 kilometres (62 mi) northeast of the capital Amman. This gravity dam featured a 4.5 m (15 ft) high and 1 m (3 ft 3 in) wide stone wall, supported by a 50 m (160 ft) wide earth rampart. The structure is dated to 3000 BC. The Ancient Egyptian Sadd-el-Kafara Dam at Wadi Al-Garawi, located about 25 km (16 mi) south of Cairo, was 102 m (335 ft) long at its base and 87 m (285 ft) wide. The structure was built around 2800 or 2600 B.C. as a diversion dam for flood control, but was destroyed by heavy rain during construction or shortly afterwards. By the mid-late third century BC, an intricate water-management system within Dholavira in modern day India, was built. The system included 16 reservoirs, dams and various channels for collecting water and storing it.
OFWGKTA, often abbreviated Odd Future, is an American alternative hip hop collective from Los Angeles, California. The group is led by rapper/producer Tyler, The Creator, and includes rappers Hodgy Beats, Earl Sweatshirt, Domo Genesis and Mike G, singer Frank Ocean, producers Left Brain, Syd tha Kyd, Matt Martians, and Hal Williams, and other non-musical members, notably Jasper Dolphin, Taco and L-Boy.
There are multiple groups inside the collective: The Jet Age of Tomorrow, EarlWolf, The Internet and MellowHype.
Odd Future formed in 2007 in Los Angeles. The original members were founder Tyler, the Creator, Left Brain, Hodgy Beats, and Tj Starr The Super 3, Jasper Dolphin and Casey Veggies, the latter of which appeared only on the group's debut mixtape before branching out to other projects. However Casey Veggies remains a close contributor. At some point before the release of Bastard, Brandun DeShay joined the group, and appeared on the track Session, but Tyler and DeShay had a falling out, and his vocals on Session were replaced by Mike G. Tyler also dissed DeShay on his track Yonkers. Much of their music is recorded in a room in Syd the Kyd's and Taco's house, known as the Trap, located in South Los Angeles. They have produced multiple releases, the first of which were available for free on their website.
A longitudinal fissure separates the human brain into two distinct cerebral hemispheres, connected by the corpus callosum. The sides resemble each other and each hemisphere's structure is generally mirrored by the other side. Yet despite the strong anatomical similarities, the functions of each cortical hemisphere are managed differently. For example, the lateral sulcus generally is longer in the left hemisphere than in the right hemisphere.
Broad generalizations are often made in popular psychology about one side or the other having characteristic labels such as "logical" for the left side or "creative" for the right. These labels need to be treated carefully; although a lateral dominance is measurable, these characteristics are in fact existent in both sides, and experimental evidence provides little support for correlating the structural differences between the sides with functional differences.
The extent of any modularity, or specialization of brain function by area, remains under investigation. If a specific region of the brain or even an entire hemisphere is either injured or destroyed, its functions can sometimes be assumed by a neighboring region, even in the opposite hemisphere, depending upon the area damaged and the patient's age. When injury interferes with pathways from one area to another, alternative (indirect) connections may come to exist to communicate information with detached areas, despite the inefficiencies.
Amal Murkus (Arabic: أمل مرقس) is a Palestinian Christian singer living in Israel. Her post-modern music style has a variety of Mediterranean influences. Her first album, Amal, was released in 1998, and her second, Shauq, in 2004. Her songs take inspiration by Palestinian folklore, traditional Arabic heritage, and pop music elements, and express the struggle against the marginalization and exclusion that Arab Palestinian culture feels.cit req
Murkus was born and raised in the Arab town of Kafr Yasif in Galilee, and has devoted her career to promoting Palestinian music and culture in Israel and abroad. Murkus has been performing since she was five years old. In 1979, she won first prize in the Israeli Arab children's song festival, and went on to graduate from the Institute for Stage Art in Tel Aviv in 1990.cit req
Murkus is a member of the counseling board of Free Muse, an organization working against the censorship of art and music. She took an active part in its congress in Denmark in 2003. Amal is currently studying art as a tool for social change at Musrara College in Jerusalem.ref req
Norman Gary Finkelstein (born December 8, 1953) is an American political scientist, activist and author. His primary fields of research are the Israeli–Palestinian conflict and the politics of the Holocaust, an interest motivated by the experiences of his parents who are Jewish Holocaust survivors. He is a graduate of Binghamton University and received his Ph.D in Political Science from Princeton University. He has held faculty positions at Brooklyn College, Rutgers University, Hunter College, New York University, and, most recently, DePaul University, where he was an assistant professor from 2001 to 2007.
In 2007, after a highly publicized row between Finkelstein and a notable opponent of his, Alan Dershowitz, Finkelstein's tenure bid at DePaul was denied. Finkelstein was placed on administrative leave for the 2007–2008 academic year, and on September 5, 2007, he announced his resignation after coming to a settlement with the university on generally undisclosed terms. An official statement from DePaul strongly defended the decision to deny Finkelstein tenure, stated that outside influence played no role in the decision, and praised Finkelstein "as a prolific scholar and outstanding teacher."
Dam you
Stay away from me
I got a disease
Everyone is sleeping
Fuck you
For putting hate in me
For putting faith in me
Everyone is sleeping
Everyone is sleeping
Everyone is sleeping
Do you think
That you've come far
Through winds so hard
And are you as disgruntled
As you appear
Are you wishing that I wasn't here
Well one day soon that dam is gonna break
And it'll wash you away,
it'll wash you away
Yeah one day soon that dam is gonna break
And it'll wash you a-way,
it'll wash you away
From me
Do you know love
Do you push it be-low you
Or does it own you And are you as un-grateful
As you appear
Are you wishing I wasn't here
(Repeat chorus)
And that's the best damn thing
That could happen to you
Yes that's the best damn thing
That could happen to you x 4
Do you think that you've come far
Through winds so hard
And are you as disgruntled as you appear
Are you wishin' that I wasn't here
Well, one day soon that dam is gonna break
It'll wash you away, it'll wash you away
Yeah, on day soon that dam is gonna break
And it'll wash you away, it'll wash you away from me
Do you know love, do you push it below you
What does it owe you
And are you as ungrateful as you appear
Are you wishing I wasn't here
Well, one day soon that dam is gonna break
And it'll wash you away, it'll wash you away
Yeah, one day soon that dam is gonna break
And it'll wash you away, it'll wash you away from me
And that's the best damn thing could happen to you
Yes, that's the best damn thing could happen to you
Post apocalyptic magician
with the new record ?
Welcome back Harry Houdini with new bag tricks
I'll show ya, show ya, show ya how I do that trick
The one that makes you scream and kick
Obsessin and messin' with your fantasy
I'll play with your perception of reality
Show me, Show me, Show me what you wanna see
Let me introduce you to the human in me.
I spent my life listening to everyone's help
I know there people that try to wear me out
I'm psyching you our or I'll bail you out
I never really get what these things are about.
Auto mechanical, I'm still magical,
delusion of illusion, like a winston owl
overly curious, 45 furious
goddamn try me out see if I'm serious*
you never Tell me or ask me
I'm sick of all you people who harass me
Don't even tell me don't ask me
I'm sick of all you people who harass me
never tell me or ask me
I'm sick of all you people who harass me
Don't even tell me don't ask me
I'm sick of all you people who harass me
Mean, mean spirit
try to use my powers while suffering
Kayala's beauty is just out of reach ?
Until these enemies of Amystika I can defeat ?
Auto mechanical, I'm still magical,
delusion or illusion, like a winston owl
overly curious, 45 furious
goddamn try me out see if I'm serious
you never tell me or ask me
I'm sick of all you people who harass me
Don't even tell me don't ask me
I'm sick of all you people who harass me
never even tell me or ask me
I'm sick of all you people who harass me
Don't even tell me don't ask me
I'm sick of all you people who harass me
So step into the nexus
meet the loyal in me [laugh]
Insane creations, world of illusion, Inhuman,
Metamorphosis, tre-tremor
[whispered]yah, yah, yah, Firestorm
[whispered]Rev it up, revelation
[Whispered] boom boom, ha ha
Post apocalyptic magician
with the new record ?
Welcome back Harry Houdini
Show ya, show ya, show ya how I do that trick
The one that makes you scream and kick
I'm still magical,
delusion or illusion, like a winston owl
overly curious, 45 furious
goddamn try me out see if I'm serious*
So don't even tell me don't ask me
I'm sick of all you people who harass me
Don't even tell me don't ask me
I'm sick of all you people who harass me
Don't even tell me don't ask me
I'm sick of all you people who harass me
Don't even tell me don't ask me
I'm sick of all you people who harass me
post apocalyptic magician with a lyrical creation
Welcome back Harry Houdini
welcome back!
march 2000
don't ask
don't ask me
don't ask me
I call a saviour to fight
And make sense of me
I've run out of reason
The amber flickers
All the years I've only seen this way
Roaring hearts in the fire of what might have been
I am not worthless - this is not
A cry for help
Nor is it a phase
I am going through
It's freezing inside
What am I doing?
Who are you here for?
Why are we dying?
Where were we?
All my life I've had this void to fill
Blended in with the clouds or buried within
Vain attempts to fight the entropy
Gleaming all of the fire of might yet be
It matters not
If it lasts
Only for an instant
As real as we will ever be
Sleep
Sleep
Out of ordinary perception
Mortal words appear animal
Obsessed: fixated on survival
Notions that languish in the folds
Inhuman worlds are shaken
A few timeless hours - outer inner realms
Directly apprehended, unconditionally
This experience is mine
Boredom - what's your excuse?
So shaped in the hearths our lives
Your eyes through others
For a beat out of time
You listen
Through fields of the world every night
The implacable voice of unreason
Of the same alien doubt
Enduring, demonic, human
Possessed
It speaks
Disturbs me
Open my eyes
Feel the absurd spectre
Examine
Thoughts of one's own death - of demise
That will not be mentioned
Fear - prepare to re-enter
Tectonic shifting sum
Fleeting
Fever reeling - turning higher
Persistence of false memory
Stare us into the deep dark void
Un-constricting reality
Fed on the ashes of what I thought was a lie
Fevered
Pre-scient illusion struggling
Infused with meaning beyond reach
Sublime the catharsis required
Feeding the illusion
Keep the mind away
From what mattered
Until there was no difference
Between laughter and weeping
Between the nodes of his chain
Of desperate moments
Between laughter and weeping
Irrational decisions, subconscious infliction
Religions dividing, Imposing their visions of earth
Riding the fury of others
Aspiring inert mounds of martyred flesh
Reckless collection of minds
Canning words and maggots hook
False prophets to die by the book
Stealing dreaming souls blind
New world age of bible farce
More the filth of words they are
Suited brown and green and black
Whores that dare stare spirits down
Stilted masks don spewing crowds
Dismal, reflective
Sick in human flaws they weep
Vomit egos brawl and rule
World visions collide
Within this spirit void hold nothing true
Dying for your ideas
Subsidies, the joke's on you
Subconscious denial, religious infliction
Sordid, destructive, disgusting spirits of earth
Fanatics corrupting,
Embroiling the childish and desperate
Hateful icons spread their mould
Graceless, stoic, useless
Desperate frenzied twisted souls
Suara lonceng dari kejauhan.
Menutupi sedikit kesedihan ku.
Sekali lagi aku akan.
Berlari dengan sekuat tenaga ku.
[Bridge]
Terus mengulang kenyataan yang ada.
Menuju bintang nan jauh disana.
Menerawangi hari esok yang ku dambakan.
Hingga perasaanku dapat dimengerti.
[Reff]
Kujelajahi dunia yang luas di hadapan ku.
Tak apa walau sebatas mimpi.
Lantunan dalam hati menolongku ketika tersesat.
Terus, dan terus melantunkannya.
This evil burns me up, consumes me
Swallows me whole
And destroys the light that
Makes everything pure
Outside
A weeping echo of hate soon fades
Amongst the crumbling ruins
Of my shattered coherence
Bleeding, slowly churning onwards
Nightmares unbind
The turning threads of life
Demise of an identity
Moulting into obscure, tortuous convolutions
Locking into me
Throughout my chemistry
This wrath just waiting
Eager to devour
Outside
My saddened soul is noticing
Decay and carelessness
Ploughing wrinkles into the face
Of humanity
Turning
Turning all true will to age
Turning all will to destruction
As we all indulge in one last dance
Towards extinction
Sweet melancholy madness still finds
A tragic beauty to this decaying ensemble
As I reminisce upon the fallen beauty of the past
It's feelings fallen forever
To the starving void of time
Fury with strength another fine line, to rhyme with care,
And tread the thread bare: longer than time, thinner than air,
In spite of its length,
By compulsion, wine, that the soul transcends
At it twilight's end.
They speak to me in my dreams
In grotesque, gaping screams of silence;
Onlooking eyes of nothing stare:
This grotesque vacuum has taken form
"See that I, even I, am he,
And there is no God with me,
I kill and I make alive,
I have wounded and I heal,
And there is none that can deliver out of my hand." [Deut. 32:35]
None of this is real, all of it makes sense;
Fractal vortex iterates recurrence in a dream:
Brooding sordid vacuum.
Within the sordid winter in my mind:
Diesel nausea, a sick sun never sets.
Beyond the gleaming liquid karmic flaws:
Demons wait at crossroads.
Evading definition, eclipsing the sun,
Recruiting my compulsion, whispering:
All of this is real, none of it makes sense.
The anguished face of total need,
Its fractal vortex iterates:
"See that I, even I, am he,
And there is no God with me,
I kill and I make alive,
I have wounded and I heal,
I'm becoming further distracted from a view
As if I were ensconced in an evil dream
A prisoner of the accurate articulate inherent
Deceptive
Limitations of reasoning
So - you foster doubt
As to who you are what it's about
Where we came from
What if this is it?
This parody of the human spirit
We follow through
Aghast in the machine
Trapped in the semblance of a dream
Of what he took
Transcendental religious experience
Examine the precarious sutures of reality
When you enter the prison of the mind
The same world and again you will be
Wilful spurious yearning for another
Alien distortion possessing the body
Witness the voice in abhorrent dimensions
Subdue and transform obscene agency
The toll of pain endure the face
In time's illusion
Entranced in future visions bleak
Their blade scars echoes in our sleep
Remember as you enter
Into the age of affliction
The purpose of the will
Is to triumph in adversity
Ritual
Of the mirror image
Of the mirror act
Building the future with our fists and hate
Disturbed by talking heads that speak for us
Enter the brave new age of the martyr
Cabled, televised
Frontiers of civilisations
And arena disappear
In an era of the unfettered voyeur
The clamour crows
Cowards
Determined
Intrusive
To defile
Desensitised by neural lords of mass isolation
Wielding power without control
Surrender to an insidious apathy
Sex class racial savagery
Of cruel and ridicule
Slaughter of man
Honoured time and time again
Skin tout over bones
Of agony
The lie
The churning of the mind
Infuse the I
Ready to create or perpetrate
The new totalitarian ideals
Perpetuated myth will die
Just like any other meme
Fire - Combustion: a process, a weapon, and a tool
Hate - the angst that brings my blood to boil
The refuge and agony of fools
Termination of lucidity
Poisoning everything
Regression
Turning to the sign of the cross
Frightened delusion of sanctity
Burning the sign of the cross
Heightened illusion of superiority
In you - soon entomb
Betrayal of traits that unify
Betrayal of giving in
For god to even your scores
To a sadistic suffering
Icon of flesh
What if your crime
Polluting innocent minds
Reached another low?
Are you too idle or too thick to deal
With the complexities of what is real?
Ill? Insane?
Vomiting memes:
Gangrene of the mind
Screaming for a beyond
So desolate within
Petrified to the core
Staring into the illusion
Screaming for a beyond
Desperate, never giving in
Incoherent
Bleed for the infinite mercy of god
In the staring faces of those who died
In the faces of dead
In my mind it is clear, a truth within, I hold the key;
Through the fields of joy, at times of pain, I am fury.
Nurture the food of my disgust, their pain will easy my victory;
Before despondent, insecure, now focused on reality.
My soul can shape the mould of time, I am a chosen entity;
Defy the gaping wounds that cry: Fury is now becoming me.
Tired of reading lies, stretched wretched whore,
Soul searching plea.
Lies nurture my discontent, sick of the same cursing voice.
Oceans of need my kept queen dream afloat,
She like the scales to play this game I've tried before;
And no one ever wins but the churning seas of abyss,
That balance our internal shadows - besieging and indiscriminate:
Frightening and obscene - fanning flames of blindness,
Preventing forbidden fruit to bear in mind such burns unkind;
I lower my torpid nocturnal grasp to gage their untempered flow,
Swamping me with a full warming throb Frightening and obscene.
I cannot yield to the unquestionable physicality
Of such a warming and alarming desire unexplainable sickness,
Starving me of my hunger,
As I watch the ones I love tear each other apart
To mirror the world around us: frightening and obscene.
The ruthless arrow of time,
Her perpetual expendable army of desecrated childhood dreams
Marching towards each other to die again too soon;
They kill in desperate glee, to mirror the worlds inside of me:
Tearing each other apart.
Oceans of need my kept queen dream afloat,
She like the scales to play this game I've tried before;
And no one ever wins but the churning seas of abyss,
That balance our internal shadows besieging and indiscriminate:
Frightening and obscene fanning flames of blindness,
Preventing forbidden fruit to bear in mind such burns unkind;
I lay here, bitterly, with rage I yearn to don the mask:
Careless, indiscriminate,
Starving stumps of leftover madness
Dissolve gradually
Untold furies burgeon in my mind
Stolen, self-swollen beauty
Echo me Narcissus
In the foreign lands of things to come
Where truculent acts against dignity
Will come to lose the keys to humanity
Showing me what not to be
The foe, king of an envious liege - devolved
His words, turning the wheels of disgust - untrue
Cleft hooves sprout in his neighbourig voice - doubting you all
Mounting our oceans of greed - fortunes
Fortunes of need
Precious remnants of sanctity
A stranger fiction wearing thin
Wronging him
Like the caress of a broken dream
In the foreign lands of things to come
Where truculent acts against dignity
Will come to lose the keys to humanity
Showing me what not to be
The foe, king of an envious liege - devolved
His words, turning the wheels of disgust - untrue
Cleft hooves sprout in his neighbourig voice - doubting you all
Mounting our oceans of greed - fortunes
No will to live, Dream, defy
Loathsome husk
Of what I thought I knew - shadow
A shell
Churned with dread - abject beast
Expunged, thrown
From Moloch passed down - spurious
Into a tomb of existence - delirious
Aching out for you
Always, always
Always been another
Slowly climb
Cycle into the spiral
From despair into mania
The end you'll never
I've achieved that high
Feeding the beasts of time
See through darkness shine
I'm boiling inside of you
With all my strength I struck
And felt the blow
Craving for life
Surging scheming
From birth until your death
Moloch turns fertile futile
Far too close to your contempt
Passed down, grotesque
What you hid so well
Legacy of the absent God
Founder abandoned
To the medium you'll grow
To kill for you
Always been - always been another
Part of you
Fantasy that you don't know
Reckless, reckless
Reckless
Find the answer to these prayers
Learn in the fire
Realising what was said
Edges me further
Moving on from where you failed
Fear no more the heat o' the sun,
Nor the furious winter's rages;
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages:
Golden lads and girls all must,
As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.
Fear no more the frown o' the great
Thou art past the tyrant's stroke;
Care no more to clothe and eat;
To thee the reed is as the oak:
The sceptre, learning, physic, must
All follow this, and come to dust.
Fear no more the lightning-flash,
Nor the all-dreaded thunder-stone;
Fear not slander, censure rash;
Thou hast finish'd joy and moan:
All lovers young, all lovers must
Consign to thee, and come to dust.
No exorciser harm thee!
Nor no witchcraft charm thee!
Ghost unlaid forbear thee!
Nothing ill come near thee!
Quiet consummation have;
The flake of strong intake and lies despise the wake of a dream,
This stream: this seam of bowels and psyche, psychically forbade a tie,
Withheld the lie of a million burning voices
Of old.
Flowers with half a burn must turn...
Must turn, and brain to wait...
And brain to wait so talk...
Lances will bleed the body to burn, and grin will the spirit within;
Spit in the eye of one who cares and dares to walk at my side:
Oh glorious pride...
Underlining the flaws within... could they win?
Cursing a friend to hasten the end of a farce called eternity...
Of a farce called eternity.
Flowers with half a burn must turn, and brain to wait so talk to me...
And brain to wait so talk to me.
The facts that permeate this act
Crown us all with wretched hate,
Lay waste to all that is known...
And lay the wicked on their throne:
Willing erosion of sanctity;
Bleeding the eye in which my vision holds
Of old,
Such molten strings of destiny...
Behold!...
A hail of burning voices.
Close at my side and strong, they help me burn inside;
hey there little girl we used to have the greatest times
speaking up and laughing out inside the storm that we've called life
said we'd never grow apart, life just worked out that way
i guess there's no real need to make a fuss, life's a new adventure every single day.
breaking up never had to be, so hard to do
when you put the foot inside of, the other shoe
it's just another raindrop in a bucket of dew,
it's just another love affair we both outgrew
staring at all those little pictures that we both left behind
i crack a smile and remember all the shared good times and sometimes
i wish you could hear my voice singing to you on all those rainy days,
because it says to you with a sparkle and shine i hope your doing ok.
time marches on and we're left to find something brand new,
so keep marching along and singing a song,
[Intro]
Hari baru t'lah datang hari ini.
Ku buka jendela di samping tempat tidur ku.
Sinar mentari mulai menyinari mata ku.
Dan ku melihat dirimu hey gadis pujaanku.
Tak ku sangka hari ini datang lagi.
Melihatmu bagaikan Fatamorgana di padang pasir.
Terlihat dirimu berdiri disana memanggilku.
Dan kau bagaikan Cleopatra sang ratu mesir.
[Bridge]
Ketika malam hari menjelang.
Ku masih terlena di Oasis cinta ku.
Namun tiba-tiba suara mistis menyadarkan ku.
Hey boy, Wake up this is just a dream.
[Reff]
Ku membayangkan dirimu di sampingku
Dengan seikat buah anggur yang kau berikan untuk ku.
Namun semua itu hanya bayangan di Pikiran ku.
Mungkin inilah yang disebut Cinta Fatamorgana.
Cinta Fatamorgana...
Cinta Fatamorgana...
Cinta Fatamorgana...
Fragments of destiny forged in the embers of my soul
Burning with agony, the angst of future's burning hole
This world stands before us, a representation
Our souls within these coils, imprisoned by perception
Cast aside like the remnants of a dream
Mortal coil imprisoned in nightmares of fury of denial of hatred and grief
Bloodied by deception these hands will kill again
Stronger than the gravestones of belief
Our daylight nightmares hold the truth,
As blades of enlightenment tear into my dream like shards of morning
sunlight
Of a burning reality...
The birth of tragedy
Spared the limits of my humanity
My spirit spans the scene
Unborn victim of control
A ring etched forever in my soul
Wasted lives of tomorrow
Mire of slime
Cancerous purulent goitre
Malnourished souls
Festering pustule lingering sore
Tired of hysterical dream
Of what this all could mean
Gather relish the death
Remaining secrets never kept
Oblivious to what is yet
Future sentience bitterness
Slogans stridently
Out of the grotesque concrete
Boiling blaring
Heinous and total war
Polarise tyrannise
Hone your ideology
No place for doubt or hesitation
Only global holocaust can appease this monster
Shacking unimaginable truth replaces reality
Disguised in the guise of justice
Holy war is the new rock'n'roll
Nazis, feminists
Extremely catholics
Haredim, panthers and homicide brothers
Right/left-wing lawyers
Funded capitalists
Gay righteous activists
Newspeak communists
Fascists, crypto-fascists, neo-fascists
Atheists, creationists
Bible-bashing cartoonists
Ready for the war grinder
All throw their oil on the fire
Nobody gives their life for a cause
It is torn away
Torn
Echoing through desolate ruins
Of recurring nightmares
After the fact no one cares
Do you think
That you've come far
Through winds so hard
And are you as disgruntled
As you appear
Are you wishing that I wasn't here
Well one day soon that dam is gonna break
And it'll wash you away it'll wash you away
Yeah on day soon that dam is gonna break
And it'll was you away it'll wash you away
From me
Do you know love
Do you push it below you
And are you as ungrateful
As you appear
Are you wishing I wasn't here
Well one day soon that dam is gonna break
And it'll wash you away it'll wash you away
Yeah on day soon that dam is gonna break
And it'll was you away it'll wash you away
From me
And that's the best damn thing
that could happen to you
Yes that's the best damn thing
that could happen to you