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Darkside of Aquarius by Bruce Dickinson
Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
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1st Verse:
Our wheel of fortune is ever present
We need to foresee all we resent
We must be our own saviour
At best with our behaviour
Tread lightly amongst greed and corruption
Dont let them be a disruption
Wisdom and bravery never condemn
always aim to illuminate them
Lies and violence bring us to war
Do we ever question what we're fighting for?
Chorus:
Keep the wheel of goodness turning,
Keep greed and deceit ever burning
over a flaming fire
not our funeral pier
Verse 2:
Move the wheel in the right direction
Feel the unity as we instigate correction
Overcome wrong doing as best we know
No waiting to be the one they call hero
March against evil, and tyranny
Eradicate corruption now you see
Create human dignity and kindness.
Honesty and goodness will end their blindness
Poison is spreading over the land
As they move the wheel lend a hand
Chorus:
Keep the wheel of goodness turning,
Keep greed and deceit ever burning
over a flaming fire
not our funeral pier
My legs feel poor in an unkind way
I don’t want to talk about anything
I don’t want to talk about anyone
Hoarseness will ingest lungs
Loss will be learnt from rot
I [will] have no eyes
I [will] have no tongue
I [will] have no heart
OF RED RIVER AGONY
In this river,
Only crocodiles can be;
Alligators, no!
This is not only nasty,
It is red reality:-
The river’s bordering banks,
Are as red steaming lava:-
But let us not be dismayed,
There is that other river;
The rain-bowed river of God—
Banked by the soil of oneness:
Let us cross over:-
The Chronicle
The chronicle is changing
The wind
whispering another tune
The people
now wearing tainted faces
Mirroring the times
Telling all a different tale
Starting today..' for our yesterdays have run away.'
Liar liar
Pants on fire
That's what you all will say
Unless your pretty
Or cool and witty
Or have enough money to pay
Your on your own
Like a dog with a bone
Fighting an invisible beast
Followed by traitors
Who say there not haters
Like jesus at the last feast
Liar liar
Tongues on fire
That's what you all said
You don't even know me
One day you'll see
Why you don't wish people dead
Where does capital end
and mere terrorism begin
As we glance at one another, peering over the edge. Do we hold hands or kill each-other, now in the madness as we descend?
Raise a flag and sing an anthem of colours stolen and selling slaves! Be proud of a history of bloody violence ruling the waves.
See a nation living in mourning for what was promised but never seen. Look at ‘leaders’ of political parties reforming hate and division for what WW2 had been.
See civility collapse into anarchy as a nation moves to a state of political unrest. Watch history unfold for gate to nail its quest.
The faces in photos,
become the darkness,
behind a back-alley
of this dark street,
her virginity
is your ecstasy
A wish upon
a wrong star.....
Falling for
little girls
of innocence,
not wishing
for your
slaying here.....
Her colors
become drained
as your urges
so strongly
build to a lost shepherd
becoming a demon.
A victim
is now
the monster,
of your urges,
proud of this?
(“Utopia and Terror Merit Badge”, 2010, original oil)
Theft In the Name of Good
The rise in popularity of socialism
Especially amongst the religious
And not just the usual godless Left
Shows that theft has become a moral good
When used to fund one’s own pet projects.
Want to house the homeless? Tax the homed.
Want to educate the young? Tax the elderly.
Want to feed the poor? Tax the middle class.
Want to expand healthcare? Tax the rich.
Want to destabilize society? Tax everyone.
The bottom line is taxation is theft,
The taking from another involuntarily by force,
And we accept it as a necessary evil
Until it crosses the line into things we don’t support
Like the killing of babies, bombing of villagers,
Lining the pockets of corrupt officials and contractors,
Locking up the righteous while freeing the insane.
The bottom line is taxation is theft, and
Anyone who tells you otherwise and supports it
Is just another thief.
(9/9/25)
The murmurs in the wind named me a whore
According to those prayers i never wished for more
Than to be touched by the purest
And held like fine wine
All In the hands of a caliber
I held that knife like i held you darling
And when you told me all i am is ing boring
I threw the knife straight between your eyes
Hoping you wouldn't notice the hole in my mourning
And i told you death was better mercy
In the hands of a caliber
No one can hurt me
So i slashed off my hair
And killed all my friends
Hoping i'd never again find a caliber in my hands
Woah for this winter
Mourn for this winter
Up here in the mountains
No one can hurt you
Expect for the snake
That hides in the hole
With the same name
Same voice, and same clothes
And it hisses at you
To reconcile
All in the hands of a caliber
A lot comes down..To what we value.'
Money..? Money and its power.?
I'll give here not much preamble.'
jacinta allan where lies her heart.' In
Love of money.' I'd reckon? the whole and
Not a part.' So there she is rooted..? And very
Evil.? What are the facts.? Maybe? she'll
Be put right.? When life pays her back with some (really hard smacks.!)
The two sides will be: caucasians (white people) and everyone else.
It's necessary to organize to fight it or immediately to escape the country!
Foolish people are saying there have been times like this before in America but that's false.
If you know enough about German history and how the Nazis were able to accomplish what they did within the short period of time that they operated, you would recognize the same coalescence of "power forms' occurring here today!
So . . .
WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO PREPARE FOR THE IMPENDING CIVIL WAR
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NOTES:
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The two sides will be: caucasians (white people) and everyone else.
It's necessary to organize to fight it or immediately to escape the country!
Foolish people are saying there have been times like this before in America but that's false.
If you know enough about German history and how the Nazis were able to accomplish what they did within the short period of time that they operated, you would recognize the same coalescence of "power forms' occurring here today!
So . . .
WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO PREPARE FOR THE IMPENDING CIVIL WAR?
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