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Corpsegrinderjunk
posted on 04-24-2001 @ 1:25 AM      
O&A Board Veteran
Registered: Aug. 00


CAN I PLAY WITH MADNESS


Give me the sense to wonder
To wonder if I’m free
Give me a sense of wonder
To know I can be me
Give me the strength to hold my head up
Spit back in their face
Don’t need no key to unlock this door
Gonna break down the walls
Break out of this bad place


Can I play with madness - the prophet stared at his crystal ball
Can I play with madness - there’s no vision there at all
Can I play with madness - the prophet looked and he laughed at me
Can I play with madness - he said you’re blind, too blind to see


I screamed aloud to the old man
I said don’t lie, don’t say you don’t know
I say you’ll pay for your mischief
In this world or the next
Oh, and then he fixed me with a freezing glance
And the hell fires raged in his eyes
He said, do you want to know the truth son
- I’ll tell you the truth
Your soul’s gonna burn in the lake of fire


Can I play with madness - the prophet stared at his crystal ball
Can I play with madness - there’s no vision there at all
Can I play with madness - the prophet looked and he laughed at me
Can I play with madness - he said you’re blind, too blind to see


Can I play with madness - the prophet stared at his crystal ball
Can I play with madness - there’s no vision there at all
Can I play with madness - the prophet looked and he laughed at me
Can I play with madness - he said you’re blind, too blind to see






[sarcasm]I hope my sig pic doesn't offend you[/sarcasm]!

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Mi1o Yambag
posted on 04-24-2001 @ 2:09 AM      
O&A Board Regular
Registered: Oct. 00
Happy birthday, bro! Have a birthday beer on me!







Birthday


You say it's your birthday
It's my birthday too--yeah
They say it's your birthday
We're gonna have a good time
I'm glad it's your birthday
Happy birthday to you.

Yes we're going to a party party
Yes we're going to a party party
Yes we're going to a party party.

I would like you to dance--Birthday
Take a cha-cha-cha-chance-Birthday
I would like you to dance--Birthday
Dance

You say it's your birthday
Well it's my birthday too--yeah
You say it's your birthday
We're gonna have a good time
I'm glad it's your birthday
Happy birthday to you.



A friend with weed is a friend indeed. A friend without it is a friend in need.

"Make the most of hemp seed, sow it everywhere."
--George Washington



My adopted junior yambag is Party Boy


This message was edited by Mi1o Yambag on 4-24-01 @ 2:26 AM
Mi1o Yambag
posted on 04-24-2001 @ 2:50 AM      
O&A Board Regular
Registered: Oct. 00
I couldn't think of another song, but here's a cake for ya! enjoy!



A friend with weed is a friend indeed. A friend without it is a friend in need.

"Make the most of hemp seed, sow it everywhere."
--George Washington



My adopted junior yambag is Party Boy


This message was edited by Mi1o Yambag on 4-24-01 @ 3:01 AM
Fyfetallica
posted on 04-24-2001 @ 6:24 AM      
Psychopath
Registered: Aug. 00
***in the MetallicA style***


happy birthday to you

happy birthday to you

happy birthday to you

happy birthday to corpse

happy birthday to you



A man lies in his bed in a room with no door
He waits, hoping for a presence, something, anything to enter
After spending half his life searching
He still felt as blank as the ceiling at which he stared
He is alive, but feels absolutely nothing, so is he?



:)Official UN-Official Newbie father to radio-star and Claire:)



This message was edited by Fyfetallica on 4-24-01 @ 7:04 AM
Metalfan
posted on 04-24-2001 @ 6:53 AM      
O&A Board Regular
Registered: Sep. 00
Hey, happy birthday you sick motherfucker!!!!!

Here's to many more in hell :-)

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"What we've got here is failure to communicate. Some men you just can't reach...So, you get what we had here last week, which is the way he wants, well he gets!
adolescentmasturbator
posted on 04-24-2001 @ 12:54 PM      
O&A Board Regular
Registered: Jan. 01
Have a nice sex-filled birthday. We all need sex on our birthdays.



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spitfire421
posted on 04-24-2001 @ 1:18 PM      
O&A Board Regular
Registered: Dec. 00
Happy Birthday Corpsey! here's a song to um...celebrate birth? LOL

BUTCHERED AT BIRTH

Birth is always painful, Decaying in the womb trapped within this body
A bleeding human tomb gutted bitch lies dead emptied of the child
chewing on the cords its life line to this world afterbirth is flowing

The stench is overwhelming
My body, growing stronger, my pain turns to torture
Severing its bloodline

A butchered infant carcass
Meat from the unborn, the freshest kills
Chopped up children bathing in blood
Contoured and festering I rot in disgust
Re-generation of my body

Mother ripped apart
Smashing in her face
My knife cutting holes, fucking her remains
Esophogus carved out
Crushing cartilage
Bile oozing from punctures in your liver
Riping meat within
Chewing in intestine
Bladder spurting urine, sight of defecation now grow infection

The child ripped to shreads
Drinking its excretions
Zombification ejaculation over mutilation
On the Mothers body hacked into pieces
The sludges from my cock gives her life once again
Sewing the remains of the child deep within her

Reborn through evil
My torture known throughout Hell
Heed to his calling, the demons await my next kill
Carnage is my fetish
Body cavities scraped of guts
Brains seeping from cracks as my axe continues to hack



I stand alone on the cliffs of the world,
no-one ever tends to me.
Sitting alone covered in breeze.
Some things are so my mind can breathe.

The waiting is hard, fuckin' takes so long.
Draped in sun, hands in sand.
Earth acid cleanses me.
It cleanses me clean, but the world it never comes(Kyuss, Space Cadet)


This message was edited by spitfire421 on 4-24-01 @ 2:00 PM
candy girl
posted on 04-24-2001 @ 1:26 PM      
Psychopath
Registered: Mar. 01
happy b-day corpse!!!



Gonzo's candy girl...=) thanks to FN Moron for the sig pic
TheGooch
Mullet Master Yo Gooch, Moron here... how's that for some fucked up shit... Fez is giving you status... Karma sucks, huh?
posted on 04-24-2001 @ 1:36 PM      
O&A Board Regular
Registered: Oct. 00
Happy Birthday, CORPSE!!!!!!





NJDude
posted on 04-24-2001 @ 1:49 PM      
O&A Board Regular
Registered: Jun. 00
Happy Birthday Corpse


MURDERS IN THE RUE MORGUE

It happened in the dark of the night
I was strolling
Through the streets of Paris
It was cold and it was starting to rain
And then I heard an ear-piercing scream
And I rushed to the scene of the crime
But all I found was the butchered remains
Of two girls laying side by side

Murders in the Rue Morgue
Someone call the gendarmes
Murders in the Rue Morgue
Vito before the killer go free

There's some people
Coming down the street
At last there's someone heard my calls
I can't understand
Why they're pointing at me
I never done nothing at all
But I must have got
Some blood on my hand
Because everybody's shouting at me
I can't speak French
So I couldn't explain
And like a fool I started running away

Murders in the Rue Morgue
Someone call the gendarmes
Murders in the Rue Morgue
Am I ever going to be free

And now I've gotta get away
From the arms of law
All of France is looking for me
I've gotta to find my way
Across the border for sure
Down to the south of Italy

Murders in the Rue Morgue
Someone call the gendarmes
Murders in the Rue Morgue

I'm never going home





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