Plutarch (English pronunciation: /'pluːtɑːk/; Greek: Πλούταρχος, Ploútarkhos, Koine Greek: [plŭːtarkʰos]) then named, on his becoming a Roman citizen, Lucius Mestrius Plutarchus (Μέστριος Πλούταρχος),c. 46 – 120 AD, was a Greek historian, biographer, essayist, and Middle Platonist known primarily for his Parallel Lives and Moralia. He was born to a prominent family in Chaeronea, Boeotia, a town about twenty miles east of Delphi.
Plutarch was born in 46 AD in the small town of Chaeronea, in the Greek region known as Boeotia. His family was wealthy. The name of Plutarch's father has not been preserved, but it was probably Nikarchus (Greek: Nίκαρχoς), from the common habit of Greek families to repeat a name in alternate generations. The name of Plutarch's grandfather was Lamprias, as he attested in Moralia and in his Life of Antony.
His brothers, Timon and Lamprias, are frequently mentioned in his essays and dialogues, where Timon is spoken of in the most affectionate terms. Rualdus, in his 1624 work Life of Plutarchus, recovered the name of Plutarch's wife, Timoxena, from internal evidence afforded by his writings. A letter is still extant, addressed by Plutarch to his wife, bidding her not give way to excessive grief at the death of their two year old daughter, who was named Timoxena after her mother. Interestingly, he hinted at a belief in reincarnation in that letter of consolation.
Alexander III of Macedon (20/21 July 356 – 10/11 June 323 BC), commonly known as Alexander the Great (Greek: Ἀλέξανδρος ὁ Μέγας, Aléxandros ho Mégas from the Greek αλέξω alexo "to defend, help" + ανήρ aner "man"), was a king of Macedon, a state in northern ancient Greece. Born in Pella in 356 BC, Alexander was tutored by Aristotle until the age of 16. By the age of thirty, he had created one of the largest empires of the ancient world, stretching from the Ionian Sea to the Himalayas. He was undefeated in battle and is considered one of history's most successful commanders.
Alexander succeeded his father, Philip II of Macedon, to the throne in 336 BC after Philip was assassinated. Upon Philip's death, Alexander inherited a strong kingdom and an experienced army. He was awarded the generalship of Greece and used this authority to launch his father's military expansion plans. In 334 BC, he invaded Persian-ruled Asia Minor and began a series of campaigns that lasted ten years. Alexander broke the power of Persia in a series of decisive battles, most notably the battles of Issus and Gaugamela. He subsequently overthrew the Persian King Darius III and conquered the entirety of the Persian Empire. At that point, his empire stretched from the Adriatic Sea to the Indus River.
The great cathedral of man arise
Through doors flung wide
Every nation marches singing
Towards defeat and death
Judgment day edges toward evening
Panzer thunder, panzer death
Black twelve armed holy sun
Rise! Rise! Holy sun
Judgment day edges toward evening
Every nation marches singing
Every nation toward death
Let us rejoice in the light of this man-made Armageddon
This man-made hell
Hand in hand with angels of iron
Angels of wrath
Panzer thunder, panzer death
Black twelve armed holy sun
Rise! Rise! Holy black sun
The great cathedral of man arise
Through doors flung wide
Every nation marches singing
Toward defeat and death
Judgment day edges toward evening
Panzer thunder, panzer death
Black twelve armed holy sun
Rise! Rise! Holy black sun
Judgment day edges toward evening
Every nation marches singing
Every nation toward death
Let us rejoice in the light of this man-made Armageddon
This man-made blazing hell
Hand in hand with angels of iron
Angels of wrath
Panzer thunder, panzer death
Black twelve armed holy sun
Rise! Rise! Holy black sun
Every nation marches singing
Every nation towards death
Let us rejoice in the light of this glaring mass cremation
This shining mass death light
Hand in hand with angels of iron
Angels of wrath
Panzer chaos, panzer hell
Black twelve armed holy sun
Rise! Rise! Holy sun
Every nation marches singing
Even our children shall fight to the end
Let us rejoice in the light of this man-made Armageddon
This man-made blazing hell
Hand in hand with angels of iron
Angels of wrath
Panzer thunder, panzer death
Black twelve-armed holy sun
Rise! Rise! Holy black sun
Ever nation marches singing
Every nation toward death
Music: Kral / Jakob / Signar
What a rush...
When we're on stage
You can't do nothing but
Relate to something
We feed the feeling
Of the natural highs
And the God forbode the blood...
Would you separate the truths
Through lies
In the constellation grey
Inner eye
Bloodrush
Running through your veins
Bloodlust
Do you know our names?
Forgotten soldiers
We're soldiers of fortune
Do not deceive us
We'll never retreat...
The blood that flows through you
Is thinner that the wine
We used to dine
With sinners like ourselves
And the God forbode the blood...
Would you separate the truths
Through lies
In the constellation grey
Inner eye
Forever you will bleed
Everblack
And life would surely be
Never bright...
Bloodrush
Running through your veins
Bloodlust
Do you know our names?
Forgotten soldiers
We're soldiers of fortune
Do not deceive us
We'll never retreat...
Explore... the bloodrush
The bloodred highs
The bleeding eye
Explore... the bloodrush
The bloodred highs
The bleeding eye
And the God forbode the blood...
Would you separate the truths
Through lies
In the constellation grey
Inner eye
Bloodrush
Running through your veins
Bloodlust
Do you know our names?
Forgotten soldiers
We're soldiers of fortune
Do not deceive us
We'll never retreat...
(As we sat around the table
Drinking the blood from our glasses
What a rush...
Than Jesus said to me
I can cure you my friend...
If everything else fails
I'll show you the way
Out of the darkness
And into the light)
Show me the way
Bleeding the trail
Don't be afraid
Feelings fall from my fingertips
Like wax dripping down candlesticks
Express my love yes I did my best
It drags me back to this emptiness
Once again I find myself by myself
Never thought I'd miss your touch so much
LONLINESS BURNS AT ME LIKE A BLOWTORCH
Time moves on but it passes slow
I lost a love I thought I'd never know
Sometimes I wish we never met
And I regret that I can't forget
Never thought I'd miss your touch so much
Sick of using you just to ease my pain
LONINESS BURNS AT ME LIKE A BLOWTORCH
I shall remain as you fade away on me
Sick of using you just to ease my pain
Feelings fall from my fingertips
Like wax dripping down candlesticks
Express my love yes I did my best
It drags me back to this emptiness
Once again I find myself by myself
Never thought I'd miss your touch so much
LONLINESS BURNS AT ME LIKE A BLOWTORCH
Time moves on but it passes slow
I lost a love I thought I'd never know
Sometimes I wish we never met
And I regret that I can't forget
Never thought I'd miss your touch so much
Sick of using you just to ease my pain
LONINESS BURNS AT ME LIKE A BLOWTORCH
I shall remain as you fade away on me
Sick of using you just to ease my pain
I want to burn clean in the cold blue flame
I hope you don't know what went wrong,
Cause if you did you'd surely stab me dead.
I hope you don't think it was all my fault,
But if you do I guess that doesn't matter much anyway.
But its not like I expected all the people
I respected to come tumbling down on top of me
And acting like I'm choking
So you can't that I've been choking on every word I've
ever tried to say to you
It's nothing i intended this welcome that i have
extended to be revoked in spite of me
in spite of me, in spite of me.
I hope you don't think less of me,
But if you do it wouldn't shock me too much.
I hide myself inside of a plastic bag
Cause at least that way you won't have to see my ugly
face.
But I'm not afraid of losing all these atoms I'm been
fusing
With the blowtorch that you gave to me
And can't you see that I'm bending from the wooden
postcards that you've been sending
I sprained my back it's easier
And you'd think I'm broken from the Family fun token
that she gave to me
But it's rusting in my hands
The token is rusting in my hands
The token is rusting in my hands
Token is rusting in my hands
Token is rusting in my hands
Token is rusting in my
Rusting in my hands and I'm pudding in your hands
it's rusting in my hands
so take it away from me
Just get it away from me.
Take this away from me
A vulture.
Titanic.
Rubber bullet panic.
Forced revolution.
Put a bullet in me.
In my head burning lead.
Societal damage descend into madness.
Bay of pigs.
Force-fed.
Gone rotten.
Cirrhosis.
Double barrel justice.
Blueprint for destruction.
A dead man's bed.
Full of blind oppression reality.
Chalk body outline the sentence for your crime.
Gone insane.
Blowtorch.
Militant social.
Intagible.
Killer instinct.
Can't see the forest or the trees
Inhaled the fumes and swallowed the keys
You look just like our favourite star
You've read the script and now you know the score
I just want to show you the way
Want to stop you feeling this way
You're out of sight and out of mind
I cannot tell you how you should drive
But I've seen them rehearsing, reversing the hearse in
I know you must try
To overtake the undertaker
By putting your foot down and closing your eyes
I just want to show you the way
Want to stop you feeling this way
What are you doing, feeling a waste of time
Don't have too much but where there's a will
There's a widow as well don't leave her your bills
Don't let my bloodrush in vain
I just want to show you the way
Want to stop you feeling this way
I just got to show you the way