I sneak in my own house
It's four in the morning
I had too much to drink
Said I was out with the boys
MEGADETH; Wake up dead!
Wrar!
Mine from up top was Lacuna Coil. Good sound to them, and they did a bang up job covering "Enjoy the Silence" (though I'm not sure what I think of the duet remix of "A Tout Le Monde," as the original is a favorite of mine).
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Well, singing songs to sell beer gave us licenses to play.
Join a band and see the world and ten O'Douls' a day.
Drive a thousand miles, play some tunes and then get laid.
In every bar, everywhere, they're all the f~&!ing same.
So here's to you and here's to me,
Here's to all the things that we'll never be.
Here's to all the bastards right or wrong.
Hoist your beer and give a cheer for all the things that you hold dear.
Fill 'em up again quick, lads, it's another drinking song.
We're not good enough to be a jazz band.
We're not smart enough to write a hit song.
We're not cool enough to be a swing band,
We're just good enough to f*$* you up!
I wonder if this is obscure where you live? No. It isn't Beck.
; Zoom zip and uh wake up, uh zoom zip
My eye like a noisegate the number 8 frustrate and I roll to the floor fruit
To the fruit to the core of a spheroid embedded in my skull the round the
Zero the symbol of null and void and well I toyed with the concept of
Vitamin b-12 the synapse the synapse it feeds itself on a nutrient
Contained in sunlight the blink the lid the fight to snap open
Moving up to the double m 2000 I eat up a decade like a flan your turn of
The century turn it up turn it up clock seconds to the hour go and cash the
Millenium um um and it hums like a migraine to the brain in the time yet
Remaining but uh ah melancholy nonsense and I crack nouns brotherf*!*
The verb tense
Recombination, then viacom, safeway
Missed a Skid Row song, dang. That second record of theirs was too cool. They said they were going to make a harder record and they did.
Dunno any of the ones out there now, so Im adding one that only has a few lyrics, but ROCKS!I sneak in my own house
It's four in the morning
I had too much to drink
Said I was out with the boys
My last one was 'Swashbucklin' in Brooklyn' by the fun lovin' criminals
here are some more...
The airs electric, sparkin power, loaded, loaded
Im getting hotter by the hour, loaded, loaded
I set my sights and then home in
The joint starts flying when I begin
and
Any back alley street
Is where well probably meet
Underneath a gas lamp
Where the airs cold and damp
Im a nasty surprise
Im a devil in disguise
Im a footstep at night
Im a scream of the fright
and finally
So I went to the doctor
See what he could give me
He said son, son, youve gone too far.
cause smokin and trippin is all that you do.
Livin after Midnight by the Priest
then, sumthin that I should know, dammit! But Im blanking...
then, I saw it, I saw it, I tell you no lies...Fairies Wear Boots allllright-yeah!
how about:
I'm sorry to have taken so long
It must have been a b&+!+ while I was gone
You mind if I sit down for a while, would you babe
Livin after Midnight by the Priest
then, sumthin that I should know, dammit! But Im blanking...
then, I saw it, I saw it, I tell you no lies...Fairies Wear Boots allllright-yeah!
how about:
I'm sorry to have taken so long
It must have been a b&%#! while I was gone
You mind if I sit down for a while, would you babe
The mighty KISS!! 100,000 years. i was blown away when Strutter was included on guitar heroes... my only creative rock outlet!! :oD
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Any back alley street
Is where well probably meet
Underneath a gas lamp
Where the airs cold and damp
Im a nasty surprise
Im a devil in disguise
Im a footstep at night
Im a scream of the fright
Judas Priest's "The ripper". Respek!
Anyone who want to give this one a shot?
I twist the truth, I rule the world, my crown is called deceit
I am the emperor of lies, you grovel at my feet
I rob you and I slaughter you, your downfall is my gain
And still you play the sycophant and revel in you pain
And all my promises are lies, all my love is hate
I am the politician, and I decide your fate
Mastodon's "Colony of Birchmen". Great band. Great album. Great song.Let's see...next how about this:
Hunt for ogres and dwarves!
Lionslicer!
Run. (Run.)
With. (With.)
DEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAATH!:)
Indeed.
We've taken care of everything
The words you hear the songs you sing
The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes.
It's one for all and all for one
We work together common sons
Never need to wonder how or why.
So you found a girl who thinks really deep thoughts
What's so amazing about really deep thoughts?
Boy, you'd best pray that I bleed real soon
How's that thought for you?
So you found a girl who thinks really deep thoughts
What's so amazing about really deep thoughts?
Boy, you'd best pray that I bleed real soon
How's that thought for you?
Those demigods
With their nine-inch nails and little fascist panties tucked inside the heart of every nice girlnot from the song yer quoting, but another great line from Little Earthquakes.
Silent all These Years by Tori Amos.
how about:
Too cold to start a fire
Im burning diesel burning dinosaur bones
Ill take the river down to still water
And ride a pack of dogs
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Earth has burst
Mountain flames
Moon beheld
Father snake
Mind control
Has left its nest
Shame on
Bulls roar loud
The fearless fall
Wooden vessel
Broken wings
Caught my killer
In my grave
Shame on
Eyes of grace
Kill again
Trapped in maze
Trembling fear
Head scorched brow
Perish the land
Shame on
A vast calm wilderness
The call to adventure comesLead and land atop this rock
Infinite path carved with unrivaled skill
Mastodon - "Sleeping giant". Man, I love that song!
So you found a girl who thinks really deep thoughts
What's so amazing about really deep thoughts?
Boy, you'd best pray that I bleed real soon
How's that thought for you?Those demigods
With their nine-inch nails and little fascist panties tucked inside the heart of every nice girlnot from the song yer quoting, but another great line from Little Earthquakes.
Silent all These Years by Tori Amos.
Yeah, that whole disc was pretty darn good...and I think Precious Things was the best one on it.
OK, here's another.
I can't sleep 'cause she snores like a chainsaw
And I can't eat 'cause she can't cook
I can't write, she got all my inspiration
But she can't count all the pills I took
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Well, singing songs to sell beer gave us licenses to play.
Join a band and see the world and ten O'Douls' a day.
Drive a thousand miles, play some tunes and then get laid.
In every bar, everywhere, they're all the f@*~ing same.
So here's to you and here's to me,
Here's to all the things that we'll never be.
Here's to all the bastards right or wrong.
Hoist your beer and give a cheer for all the things that you hold dear.
Fill 'em up again quick, lads, it's another drinking song.We're not good enough to be a jazz band.
We're not smart enough to write a hit song.
We're not cool enough to be a swing band,
We're just good enough to f@*~ you up!
Hint:
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Satan's in my engine, Beelzebub's in my trunk.
Mephistopheles at the wheel 'cause I'm just too damn drunk.
Ba'al's my passenger and Lucifer's beside him,
There's demons in the coolant and I got bats in the transmission.
This one's hard, so here's the answer:
OK, here's another.I can't sleep 'cause she snores like a chainsaw
And I can't eat 'cause she can't cook
I can't write, she got all my inspiration
But she can't count all the pills I took
She Loves My Cock by Jackyl?
Thats weird. I have had March of the Pigs by NIN in my head all day long and I log in and set up the lyrics here for Mr Shiny (and all) to guess the lyrics, and MR Shiny has already referenced the song over in the other thread. GET OUTTA MY HEAD MR SHINY! gaaaah. Ill be back with another selection.
Hint for my previous entry. These guys were featured in the movie "Singles" and the guitarist was never seen without a Budweiser in his hand at any meet-n-greet.
how about:
Puts us in a pumpkin shell where you keep us very well
Its hell, where I dwell
When history books are full of s~$@, I become the anarchist
Im pissed at this
What this country claims to be
Its a lie
No place for me
I bleed
Kill my trust if you must
But in my blood there is lust
For life
Thats right
Apache blood is in my heart thrashing though me like a shark
Crashing though the dark
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If I die and go to Hell real soon,
It will appear to me as this room.
And for eternity I'd lay in bed,
In my boxers, half stoned with a pillow under my head.
I'd be chatting on the interweb.
Maggots prey upon the living dead.
I had no interest in the things she said
On the phone, everyday, I'll permanently hit the hay.
At this rate, I'll be heading for electric chairs.
I'm only human with my cross to bear.
When she described her underwear,
I forgot all the rules
My Rabbi taught me in the old Schul.
You're too young to be this empty girl.
I'll prepare you for a sick dark world
Know that you'll be my downfall.
But I call and I call and I call.
I really don't think those lyrics say anything.
Hey, I can get sexual too.
My first one was Soundgarden's (or Johnny Cash's) "Rusty Cage"
second one was Red Hot Chili Peppers' "Johnny, Kick a Hole in the Sky" off of Mother's Milk (my favorite cd of their early stuff)
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She was just a stranger, a stranger, a stranger.
She was just a stranger too.
She was just a stranger, a stranger, a stranger.
She was just a stranger too.
She was just a stranger, a stranger, a stranger.
She came into town just lookin' for a manger,
She was just a stranger, she ain't lookin' for you.
She was shinin' like the city lights, city lights, shinin' like
The lights in the city by the shinin' sea.
Shinin' like the city lights, pretty lights, lights of
The city by the shinin' sea.
She was shinin' like the city lights, and I was lit up
A little, like a half-lit Christmas tree,
She was shinin' like the city lights, she ain't lookin' for me.
Her name was January Medley, January Medley,
Run off with Mohammed Ali.
January Medley, January Medley, she run off with Mohammed Ali.
January Medley, January Medley, not particularyly deadly,
She was shinin' like the city by the shinin' sea.
January Medley run off with a boy named Mohammed Ali.
She was lookin' for Dynamite Bill, standin' in the back of the room.
Dynamite Bill, Dynamite Bill, standin' in the back of the room.
Funny how you never think you're gonna need Bill,
And then something happens and suddenly you will,
You need Dynamite Bill when you gotta make somethin' go BOOM.
Alright.
She was just a stranger, a stranger, a stranger.
She was just a stranger too.
She was just a stranger, a stranger, a stranger.
She was just a stranger too.
She was just a stranger, she was just a stranger.
She came into town just lookin' for a manger,
She came into town, and she ain't lookin' for you.
Jeez. I thought you guys would guess the 2112 lyrics fast but not that fast.
OK, here's another.I can't sleep 'cause she snores like a chainsaw
And I can't eat 'cause she can't cook
I can't write, she got all my inspiration
But she can't count all the pills I tookShe Loves My c&&# by Jackyl?
Nope...this band pretty much died out after their second disc, I think. They had one song that I know of that got any kind of air play. I think they were in the mid 90's. That other song went like this:
It's just you and me baby
No one else we can trust
We'll say nothin' to no one
No how or we'll bust
Never crack a smile or flinch or cry
For nobody
So give you ID card to the border guard
Your alias says you are Captain John Luke Picard
Of the United Federation of Planets
Cause they won't speak English any ways
Everybody knows that the world is full of stupid people
So meet me at the mission at midnight
We'll divy up there
Everybody knows that the world is full of stupid people
Well I got the pistol
So I'll keep the Pesos
Yeah, that seems fair
We'll put the sugar in the tank of the sheriff's car
And slash the deputy's tires
They won't get very far
When they finally get the word that there's been a hold-up
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You belong to the gang
And you say you can't break away
But I'm here with my hands on my heart
Our families can't agree
I'm your brother's sworn enemy
But I'll shout out my love to the stars
So wait for the stone on your window, your window
Wait by the car and we'll go, we'll go
When first we laid eyes
I swore to no compromise
'Til I felt my caress on your skin
Well, how soon we were betrayed
Your sister gave us away
And your father came all unhinged
So wait for the stone on your window, your window
Wait by the car and we'll go, we'll go
O, Valencia
With your blood still warm on the ground
Valencia
And I swear to the stars
I'll burn this whole city down
All I heard was a shout
Of your brother calling me out
And you ran like a fool to my side
Well the shot, it hit hard
And your frame went limp in my arms
And the lull of love was your dying cry
So wait for the stone on your window, your window
Wait by the car and we'll, go we'll go
O, Valencia
With your blood still warm on the ground
Valencia
And I'll burn this whole city down
Valencia
With your blood still warm on the ground
Valencia
And I swear to the stars
I'll burn this whole city down
Are valencia oranges in season in December?
On the radio talk shows and the T.V.
You hear one thing again and again
How the U.S.A. stands for freedom
And we come to the aid of a friend
But who are the ones that we call our friends--
These governments killing their own?
Or the people who finally can't take any more
And they pick up a gun or a brick or a stone
There are lives in the balance
There are people under fire
There are children at the cannons
And there is blood on the wire
...
They sell us the President the same way
They sell us our clothes and our cars
They sell us every thing from youth to religion
The same time they sell us our wars
I want to know who the men in the shadows are
I want to hear somebody asking them why
They can be counted on to tell us who our enemies are
But they're never the ones to fight or to die
And there are lives in the balance
There are people under fire
There are children at the cannons
And there is blood on the wire
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I used to be such a burning example,
I used to be so original.
I used to care I was being careful,
Made sure I showed it to those that I loved.
I used to sleep without a single stir,
Because I was about my father's work.
Take me out tonight, the ship of fools I'm on will sink.
A milestone around my neck, be my breath,
There's nothing I wouldn't give.
I used to pray a god was listening,
I used to make my parents proud.
I was the glue that kept my friends together,
Now they don't talk and we don't go out.
I used to know the name of every person I kissed,
Now I've made this bed, and I can't fall asleep in it...
Take me out tonight, the ship of fools I'm on will sink.
A milestone around my neck, be my breath,
There's nothing I wouldn't give.
Throw me that lifeline, the ship of fools I'm on will sink.
A milestone around my neck, be my breath,
There's nothing I wouldn't give...
Never hit the brakes (there's no time to save him.)
He's run out in the street, (anybody know his name?)
I think I recognize him. (you sure it's him?)
He'll pay for his mistakes, oh.
Take me off tonight, (I used to be such a burning example...)
The ship of fools I'm on will sink. (I used to be so original...)
A milestone around my neck, be my breath, (I used to care I was being careful...)
There's nothing I wouldn't give. (made sure I showed it to those that I loved...)
Save my life tonight, (I used to sleep without a single stir...)
The ship of fools I'm on will sink. (I was about my father's work...)
A milestone around my neck, be my breath, (I was the glue that kept my friends together...)
There's nothing I wouldn't give. (They don't talk and we don't go out, there's nothing I wouldn't give...)
I am so not good at this game so far...
One night in a club called `The Shaking Hand'
There was a ninety-two decibel rocking band
The music was good and the music was loud
And the singer turned and he said to the crowd ....
Let there be rock!. My mother was in love with Angus Young's knees.
I was riding on the e train I was whistling to the rhythm
I was thinkin' 'bout my live in I was feeling pretty fine
I asked the time
Got a poke in the eye
When I read the latest news how we can't believe he wore those shoes
Should we have the man impeached or should we shoot him in the foot
Well you waste my time
You waste my dime
Looking for two hundred ways to hang a guy
Do do do do?do do do do?do do-do-do?do-do-do-do
Allegations, interrogations, investigations, then more taxation
Notional pastime is aggravation
I think I'll move out to a desert aisle
Just for awhile
To avoid all that's distracting
Like newspapers and magazines
Insipid propagandizing to tell me what a loser I've elected
But you've neglected to tell the truth
That your politics is tied around his foot
And we, too, are dangling
Do-do?do-do-do-do?do-do-do-do?do-do-do-do?do-do-do-do?do-do-do-do?do-d
o-do-do?do-do-do-do?
Do you think that we are crazy
Low I.Q.
That we are lazy
That we sit here watching sitcoms
That we have no clue to what is going on
You've got that wrong
Wait and see - the boom will fall
The morning eggs will hit the wall
And everyone I know will call to say that change is hanging in the air
You'd best beware
Or you'll wake up and Average Joe is in your chair
Just because he'd kind of like to do what's right
But more 'cause all you politicians do is fight
Do-do-do-do?do-do-do-do?do-do-do-do?do-do-do-do?do-do-do-do?do-do-do-d
o?do-do-
do-do?do-do-do-do?I was riding on the
e-train?do-do-do-do?do-do-do-do?do-do-do-do?
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Comin' at ya...
Yo, keep the style in, the kid's checkin' for it.
The number one question is how you could ignore it,
You drop right back in the cut,
Over basement tracks with rap stack,
Got you back in the sunlight-
Rewind that.
Just rollin' with the rhythm.
Rise from the ashes of stylistic division.
With these nonstop lyrics for life-livin',
Not to be forgotten but still unforgiven.
But in the meantime, there are those
Who want to talk this and that, so I suppose
That it gets to a point where feelings gotta get hurt,
And get dirty with the people spreadin' the dirt.
I got a heart full of pain, head full of stress.
Handful of anger held in my chest.
And everything left is a waste of time, I hate my rhymes...
...I hate everyone else's more.
I'm ridin' on the back of this pressure,
Guessin' that it's better I can't keep myself together,
Because all of this stress gave me something to write on,
The pain gave me something I could set my sights on.
You never forget the blood, sweat, and tears,
The uphill struggle over years, the fear, and
Trash talkin' and the people that was too,
And the people that started it just like you.
Heart full of pain, head full of stress.
Handful of anger held in my chest.
Uphill struggle, blood, sweat, and tears.
Nothing to gain, everything to fear.
Tried to give you our name, but everyone ignored me.
Told you everything loud and clear, but nobody's listening.
Comin' at ya...
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.
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I was riding on the e train I was whistling to the rhythm
I was thinkin' 'bout my live in I was feeling pretty fine
I asked the time
Got a poke in the eye
That's a Sheryl Crow tune. That one's not one of my faves (my brother loves her), so I'll have to take a pass on the title.
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.
Beatles - "Blackbird". Great song.
Im going to fire up the wayback machine for the lightning round...How many of these can you get? No looking at yer neighbor's paper and lay your pencils down when the bell rings.
1 You take the good, you take the bad,
you take them both and there you have ...
2 In the not too distant future,
Next Sunday A.D.
There was a guy named Joel,
Not too different from you or me.
3 Marshall, Will, and Holly
On a routine expedition
Met the greatest earthquake ever known.
High on the rapids
It struck their tiny raft.
And plunged them down a thousand feet below.
4 Well she sneaks around the world from Kiev to Carolina,
She's a sticky-fingered filcher from Berlin down to Belize,
She'll take you for a ride on a slow boat to China,
Tell me...
5 He's gainin' on you so you better look alive.
He's busy revvin' up a powerful Mach 5.
And when the odds are against him
And there's dangerous work to do
You bet your life ...
6 It's time to play the music
It's time to light the lights
It's time to meet the Muppets on the ...
not to be confused with
7 Overture,
curtains, lights
This is it,
you'll hit the heights
And oh what heights we'll hit
On with the show this is it!!!
Im going to fire up the wayback machine for the lightning round...How many of these can you get? No looking at yer neighbor's paper and lay your pencils down when the bell rings.
This is really going to scare me...
1 You take the good, you take the bad,
you take them both and there you have ...
The facts of life. (Why, oh why do I know this?!?!?)
3 Marshall, Will, and Holly
On a routine expedition
Met the greatest earthquake ever known.
High on the rapids
It struck their tiny raft.
And plunged them down a thousand feet below.
The Land of the Lost - and I only know this due to "Family Guy" :-)
6 It's time to play the music
It's time to light the lights
It's time to meet the Muppets on the ...
Well, you kinda gave it away; The Muppet Show.
not to be confused with
Never!
7 Overture,
curtains, lights
This is it,
you'll hit the heights
And oh what heights we'll hit
On with the show this is it!!!
Bugs Bunny and Tweety Bird (or Looney Tunes, or whatever incarnation this is specifically from...)
Greg
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Elokuulla korjoon kuollutta vilijoo, syyssatteet alako jo kesäkuulla
Kotväkj´ itköö pirtissä hilijoo, taetaa talavella näläkä tulla
On mutasta velliä pellot täännä ja työhevosen valjaattii poekki
Et vittu sitä paskoo millään kiännä, taetaa tuoni korjata kaekki
Vuojenajat hilijoo tulloo, elämänlanka haarastuu
Taejjan perkele tarttuva pulloon, ku jokkaenen meistä saerastuu
Sato mänj´ pilalle ruuattii loppuu, toevos jo vaehteluva viärälle siälle
Nuapurit kuolj' isorokkoon, joettii tuluvii pellon piälle
Ensjlumi tulloo hiutaleet puttoo, kaanistaa hetkeks kuollutta muata
Kuolema leijjaellen seittejään kuttoo, eekö tuo lie kohta haataan suata
Pakkanen purroo hirret jiähän, ku leivinuuni halakes eilen
Vittu tuas ottaa jouluna piähän, kylymä pirtti tuo pahan mielen
This band rocks. Obey them.
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Sooooo... There are only two Finnish bands that actually sing in Finnish that I can think of. One is Finntroll, the other is Leningrad Cowboys. Both rock and should be obeyed.Close, but no cigar. Think Savo.
I friggin' give up. Here's the answer:
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Comin' at ya...
Yo, keep the style in, the kid's checkin' for it.
The number one question is how you could ignore it,
You drop right back in the cut,
Over basement tracks with rap stack,
Got you back in the sunlight-
Rewind that.
Just rollin' with the rhythm.
Rise from the ashes of stylistic division.
With these nonstop lyrics for life-livin',
Not to be forgotten but still unforgiven.
But in the meantime, there are those
Who want to talk this and that, so I suppose
That it gets to a point where feelings gotta get hurt,
And get dirty with the people spreadin' the dirt.
...
Clue:
Comin' at ya...
Yo, keep the style in, the kid's checkin' for it.
The number one question is how you could ignore it,
You drop right back in the cut,
Over basement tracks with rap stack,
Got you back in the sunlight-
Rewind that.
Just rollin' with the rhythm.
Rise from the ashes of stylistic division.
With these nonstop lyrics for life-livin',
Not to be forgotten but still unforgiven.
But in the meantime, there are those
Who want to talk this and that, so I suppose
That it gets to a point where feelings gotta get hurt,
And get dirty with the people spreadin' the dirt.
...Clue:
** spoiler omitted **
Linkin Park...something. Right? They're rap-metal and they've got two singers...I think.
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Blood gushes from the wound.
The cut is wide and deep.
Just before I turn around he falls to his knees.
A fearsome wind through my veins,
A fearless heart of steel.
I hear the sound of breaking wood
As a sword cuts through my shield.
I drop the shield and grab my axe,
My weapon, it hits first.
My first blow makes the helmet crack,
To Asgard does it take him.
I rip the axe from the head,
Covered in blood and brains.
Leave the body lying dead,
Ready to strike again.
The sword cuts through bones and skin,
Like a hot and precious stone.
I smile as the bastard screams
When I twist my sword.
Sword in my hand.
Axe on my side.
Valhall awaits.
Soon I will die.
Sword in my hand, axe on my side.
Valhall awaits me for when I die.
Bear skin on my back, wolf jaw on my head.
Valhall awaits me
When I'm dead.
I raise my axe above my head,
My eyes full of furious rage.
Enemy blood will be shed,
This is a victorious day.
Blood gushes from the wound,
The cut is wide and deep.
As I turn around, I fall to my knees.
Sword in my hand.
Axe on my side.
Valhall awaits.
Soon I will die.
Sword in my hand, axe on my side.
Valhall awaits me for when I die.
Bear skin on my back, wolf jaw on my head.
Valhall awaits me
When I'm dead.
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This one is OBSCENELY DIFFICULT, so I'd advise against reading it.
Die
Run
Run
Thunder
Thunder
Thunder
Thunder
Thunderhorse
Thunderhorse
Thunderhorse
Thunderhorse
Revenge
Revenge
Revenge
Thunder
Horse
Thunder
Horse
Thunder
Horse
Thunder
Horse
Die die die die
Thunder
Thunder
Thunder
Horse
Thunderhorse