Baʿal (Biblical Hebrew בעל, pronounced [ˈbaʕal], usually spelled Baal in English) is a Northwest Semitic title and honorific meaning "master" or "lord" that is used for various gods who were patrons of cities in the Levant and Asia Minor, cognate to Akkadian Bēlu. A Baalist or Baalite means a worshipper of Baal.
"Baʿal" can refer to any god and even to human officials. In some texts it is used for Hadad, a god of the rain, thunder, fertility and agriculture, and the lord of Heaven. Since only priests were allowed to utter his divine name, Hadad, Ba‛al was commonly used. Nevertheless, few if any Biblical uses of "Baʿal" refer to Hadad, the lord over the assembly of gods on the holy mount of Heaven, but rather refer to any number of local spirit-deities worshipped as cult images, each called baʿal and regarded in the Hebrew Bible in that context as a "false god".
Baʿal (bet-ayin-lamedh) is a Semitic word signifying "The Lord, master, owner (male), keeper, husband". Cognates include Standard Hebrew (Bet-Ayin-Lamed); בַּעַל / בָּעַל, Báʿal, Akkadian Bēl and Arabic بعل. The feminine form is Baʿalat (Hebrew בַּעֲלָה Baʕalah, Arabic بعلـة baʿalah) signifying "lady, mistress, owner (female), wife".
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In a distant galaxy three escaped female convicts crash land on a primitive world inhabited by a race of warlike apes. They fight for survival as the humanoid apes fight for their possession, body and soul. A daring escape is their only way out. Hot on their heels are the blood lusting gorillas and a prison warden bent on their return to the prison ship they escaped from. Treachery, alliances and battle await the fighting factions. Who will survive on a planet where apes rule and humans are only breeding stock.
Beyond the Planet of the Apes
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This live-action/stop motion and CGI animated rarity was influenced by equal parts British B-horror films, television action adventure and Japanese anime. Dr. Churchill, a respected but reclusive scientist, uncovers evidence that the pre-Christian demons of ancient mythologies are real, and that they will return soon to reclaim the Earth as their own. He tries to warn the governments of the world, but is met with ridicule. His professional standing and credibility destroyed, he disappears. Later, his prediction comes true, as the gigantic extraterrestrials Baal and his consort Dygon descend on the world's capitols and begin the enslavement of humanity. Conventional militaries are unable to defend against the onslaught. All that stands between "The Anti-God" and the end of the world is Dr. Churchill and his covert resistance force of scientists and high-tech soldiers, DOOMSHIELD, aided by their secret weapon, an ancient magical semi-sentient mechanoid known as the Archangel Thunderbird. The vehicle requires a human pilot, but only someone with an incredibly rare psychological makeup can operate it. Enter Miki Manson, an extremely disturbed woman suffering from multiple personality disorder. The powers and abilities of the Archangel Thunderbird vary depending on which of Miki's personalities is in control when she enters the cockpit. Churchill and his assistants are challenged not just by the forces of Baal and Dygon, but also by the need to keep Miki under control so that she can continue to pilot the mechanoid.
Perfect lethal dose, and dead end
Nobody knows you kill me
Perfect lethal dose, and brain dead
Nobody knows you kill me
Fuck you all!!!
Goddess, did you feed the pigs? Do you want it?
Give me your shit, give me your fuck, fuck you all!!!
I am screaming transmit evil
Nodoby knows you kill me
Nobody knows about me
Nobody knows you kill me... nobody knows...
But, you say [It's the destroy]
I like your head such a TV type
Fuckin' beautiful world
Goddess, did you feed the pigs? Do you want it?
I love more that you feel fear!!!
I am screaming transmit evil
I'll bite you off the bone
Every day you stand behind
The fence around your garden
Wistfully looking at the other side
Where your better life takes rest
Every day you stand and watch
Your better life so wistfully
And you could reach it that simple
And the laughter continues
As mankind keeps separating itself
Divided into clearly small groups
Just to get conquered at will
The trick is to show you your friends
Or - much better - your enemies
Don't ask, just swallow
Just to get conquered at will
Come, let us go down
And confuse their language
So they will not understand each other
Why trust yourself
When your government doesn't
Don't trust anyone
Like your government does
You're the star in a daily soap
Part of the great 24-7 movie
The optimists are mistaken
The new times have brought wealth and wisdom to every single body. We've overcome the color of skin, prejudices and the longing to rule on others. And yes, we've even overcome money, our scourge for centuries.
In a single word, we've become what you might call unhuman. Stripping off our human skin brought us to completely new shores, both in evolutionary and intellectual aspects. We're reaching for higher aims in spite of denying all the main features that once built our society. So we've finally crossed the threshold to generation Z and space is at last the final frontier.
Every day you stand behind
The fence around your garden
Wistfully looking at the other side
Where your better life takes rest
Every day you stand and watch
Your better life so wistfully
And you could reach it that simple
Some people take a deep look in your eyes
And seem to drown in those shiny holes
But sometimes the only reason for them to do this
You're burning candles
To pay your respect
You're sending chain mails
With a best wish attached
You're dreaming
Democracy's great
Pure perfection
You separate the poor from the rich
You're building
Walls to protect
You do it again and again
It's a free world
You jump to conclusions
You have the solutions
To the troubles you made
While bushes are burning
You're the rulers of the world
Pretenders of the state
You're the leading stars on stage
In this western masquerade
You wash away the sins of today
Throwing lifebelts to a crowd that don't cheer
You live in the glasshouse contend
You're defending
Use fright as a reason
To justify your
20th. century crusade
While bushes are burning
You're the rulers of the world
Pretenders of the state
You're the leading stars on stage
Look at me I fight your media
Hate your godless TV
Yet need it to fight
Right before your eyes
I just rage against
What brings me to life
Look at me I fight your lifestyle
Hate your godless Radio
Yet need it to fight
Right inside your ears
I just rage against
What brings me to life
Look at me I fight your everything
Hate your godless web
Yet need it to fight
Right inside your golden cages
I just rage against
What brings me to life
Look at me
Don't take my importance
Look at me
Woman, how far will you even go losing your self-determination? You really wanna climb up to man's level? Don't expect a reaching hand.
So you think it's better not starting to climb up today? Think it's better keep walking traditional ways, Eve? Just no need changing the fusty state for centuries?
Every step you take forward man has gotta walk back. Not the way the emperor's used to. But the way you're supposed to walk since the dawn of days.
Man's greatest trick by far was to convince you of being emancipated.
Laying with you in the grass and only the both of us and a couple of satellites know what we say
Intimacy is something we've lost somehow somewhere on our way through evolution
The man in the moon is wearing some headphones and the smile of the sun is just a smile that's fake
Backwards you're walking
Lady is talking on her knees
Slowly colliding
Into the brick wall by mistake
All of the tensions disappeared
I touched her body on the ground
Do you come with special features?
Do you have a name?
Do you have an extra spare part?
Are you wild or tame?
Sick or quite healthy
Those are questions of my show
Talk is your weapon
Blame it on nature, on mankind
I can still hate you but I don't
Stuck in the middle of the road
Do you come with special features?
Do you have a name?
Do you have an extra spare part?
Are you wild or tame?
Would you break by touch of water?
Do you stand the pain?
Do you understand the structures?
Leaving on a bright new day
Searching for a place to stay
Victim of my own misfortune
Feeling low
Clinging on to what I once had
Holding on to what's over ground
Under copenhagen streetlights I can see
Under copenhagen streetlights I will be
If I don't find it again
If I don't find it again
Walking through the sewers again
Listening to the sounds above
So aloof
Punching holes alone in the air
Wishing for a soul that would pull me up again
Under copenhagen streetlights I can see
Under copenhagen streetlights I will be
If I don't find it again
If I don't find it again
Under copenhagen streetlights there's a heart
Under copenhagen streetlights we won't part
If I don't find it again
If I don't find it again
If I don't find it again
He talked of things and other things
and things on which he hung his hat and coat
He talked and talked and while he talked
No one seemed to listen anymore
He stood alone and gazed upon
the ruins of his life
surrended to those smashing things
he never realized
he knew somehow
the credit had run out
but he's the
cherry on the chocolate cake
Coca Cola Bubble Fake
the juicy fruit inside his mouth
is ticking like a time bomb
gleaming pictures all around
superstereophonicsound
he's the magic maestro
of the "ultra violent liars choir"
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Thousands of ghosts spread the land
Branding signs inside the heads
Robbing cultures of existence
Wear my sign! Deny false idols!
Stand in line to get your brain washed
Free yourself from yesterday
Step into our glorious future
Praise my image! Deny false idols!
Buy the product, no stupid questions
Bronze to us means gold to you
Change prehistoric ways of thinking
Swallow my pills! Deny false idols!