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La Femme Arme
06:01
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1-Arm yourself only you are always there to protect you
Laws and friends on your side cannot help all the time
2-You must beware the armed man he is always out there There'll be a time he will find you all alone
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Hard times have come in the streets, at the hearthside
At the hands of a stranger or someone you know
Rape and assault may lurk 'round any corner
Danger abounds for women
Laws against violence, attempts at justice
Can't erase pain, though they punish the crime
There may be a time when there's none there to help
Though the system may be on your side
CHORUS: Learn how to fight, make your body a weapon
Be your own guard, by knowledge armed
Help build a world where those who do evil
Shall be the ones who come to harm
Reject the tradition where men do the fighting
Where your safety is lost with no hero near
Look to yourself and you'll find that you never
Are in danger without a champion
It takes time and effort, it will not be easy
But the price that you pay is your own freedom
Raise up your daughters with strong minds and bodies
So they may be safe in their lives
CHORUS: Learn how to fight, make your body a weapon
Be your own guard, by knowledge armed
Help build a world where those who do evil
Shall be the ones who come to harm
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Aristotle's Lantern
08:56
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All the wisdom of the world
is now at your fingertips
Grasp the fruit of knowledge that
Hangs within your reach
Read what foods are best for you
and how you can find true love
Let TV and magazines
Show these books to you
News scans life's grand picture and
Gives us the important facts
Several billion tales are told
Tell us which ones count
No more need to look around
Or learn through experience
Open up your eyes and ears
Hear the guru's words
The love expert tells me the difference between men and women
How to find romance and make the passion last
Did you know that he is now on his third marriage?
I'd rather trust one who made the first one work
The foods that I heard last year were the best ones for me
I just read in this book, I should avoid them the most
How can it be these diets are thoroughly tested
Yet every year proved wrong by further research
This news story I see tells me of a racial riot
Another case of a quite disturbing trend
But this time I was there - both sides were of mixed race
The reporter in haste just threw in his favorite slant
What is the basis of you being an expert
That all the world shall hang on your words?
Could it be that we rely on experts
That know no more than you or I do?
Words you read in books attest to the power to
channel the logic in reader's minds
But, this is not truth if the logic runs false
or is based on unfounded assumptions, so
You must think for yourself and just do your best
knowing no-one holds absolute wisdom, and
Yet, within every mind there flickers the flame
to illuminate truth in our daily life
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The Mirror
06:03
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You speak ill of men
Say that they're all pigs
Yet to kindly ones
Won't give the time of day
You call women whores
Give them no respect
Especially the ones
You can't get in your bed
chorus:
The side of life you see
Can be what you seek out
The world is evil -
Could it all be just because
You avoid the good?
Have you ever thought
How you see the world
Your opinions,
Could it be that they reflect
On yourself most of all?
You hate the white man
Won't listen to his lies
You know that they all
Think you're all the same
You say immigrants
Just care for their own kind
You would protect the "true
Americans" from them
chorus:
The side of life you see
Can be what you seek out
The world is evil -
Could it all be just because
You avoid the good?
Have you ever thought
How you see the world
Your opinions,
Could it be that they reflect
On yourself most of all?
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The Wanderer
10:08
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You speak ill of men
Say that they're all pigs
Yet to kindly ones
Won't give the time of day
You call women whores
Give them no respect
Especially the ones
You can't get in your bed
chorus:
The side of life you see
Can be what you seek out
The world is evil -
Could it all be just because
You avoid the good?
Have you ever thought
How you see the world
Your opinions,
Could it be that they reflect
On yourself most of all?
You hate the white man
Won't listen to his lies
You know that they all
Think you're all the same
You say immigrants
Just care for their own kind
You would protect the "true
Americans" from them
chorus:
The side of life you see
Can be what you seek out
The world is evil -
Could it all be just because
You avoid the good?
Have you ever thought
How you see the world
Your opinions,
Could it be that they reflect
On yourself most of all?
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Mare Crastinum
04:53
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A sea of darkness laps in through my window
I swallow sadness, I drown in apathy
Smothered by sorrow, I drift into another night's sleep
My friends have drifted off to live their lives on islands far away
Their own grails seek, our courses no more cross
Housed in my heart, but ever distant now in space and time
My youth has washed away, it's driftwood on a long-forgotten shore
Now weather-worn, bruised and beaten down
Storm-tossed by life, I am an old man in a young man's clothes
Another day is left behind - it's gone forever now
Seek sleep for solace, hold hope the dawn brings joy...
Behold the dawn, the ocean lies before me now
I will set sail and boldly face the day
I will embark to sail into tomorrow
Focus my mind on what I need to do
To catch the wind, and steer my ship, and plot my course
A life of action is a life of pride and joy
I'll face the storm - the winds they shall awaken me
Struggle to survive makes life it's own reward
Each shore I reach is full of new adventure
I will explore it, and find it's hidden wealth
Each town or field, may prove a place of joy for me
Each stranger's face, may turn into a friend's
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The Soldier's Lament
05:09
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Blood on my hands, of a man I've been told is my foe
Although, not long ago, I knew nothing of his people's ways
And this man, before now, had known none from my land
But was taught by his elders he must hate all those of my kind
In a time not long past, a great empire we feared
With this land in its shadow, in risk of becoming a part
So our king sowed the seeds of dissent in this land
Finding those who sought conflict and selling them weapons of might
They've been told we break laws made by the One God Himself
If he's the One God of all, did he not make this man and I both?
If God's strength knows no bounds, why leave justice to Man?
Could it be that our kings use God's name for their own godless ends?
When a new king arose in this strange foreign land
He made plans to keep his kingdom's wealth in his own nation's bounds
And his people knew joy, in their own nation's health
Until one day a dagger of strange make cut their king's reign short
While the lords sit at home counting gold gained from foreign lands
Squeezed by their agents using methods now outlawed
The poor men of each nation must now be locked in fight
Knowing nought of each other but the sight of his blood
In the fields of the slain, all the blood's formed one pool
From soldiers of both sides who shall never return to their homes
In the towns near the war, even children were killed
While our kings and lords, safe at home, secretly plan the next war
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Sorrow's Might
13:11
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Christina and her mother laid gold upon the bier
(Who plucks the leaves from the lily stem?)
The maiden wept in sorrow -Ah, dead her love so dear
(Ah, ye are bright and joyous ever)
Who now with gentle fingers is knocking at my door?
Christina rise and open unto me I implore!
My hand to none is promised as long as I am free
To no-one I'll give entrance in dead of night to me
Oh rise and open quickly and have of me no fear
Thy love, oh my Christina, is standing waiting here!
He scarce the words had spoken, she stay'd to hear no more
But left her bed then quickly and opened wide the door
Christina drew her lover towards the golden shrine
She knelt and wash'd his feet there, with clear and sparkling wine
Within her little chamber for many hours sate they
And talked of love together till midnight waned away
Ah! Morn's already dawning, Hark, love, the cock doth crow
The time has come, when, dear one, the dead to rest must go
Then drew the maid Christina her shoes upon her feet
And followed through the forest her love with footsteps fleet
At last, within the churchyard, both, hand-in-hand, stood they
His hair so thick and golden had fallen quite away
Christina, love, look yonder, how pure the moon's soft light
She scarce had turned, her lover had vanished from her sight
She sat upon his grave then "here will I stay, oh love"
Till God my woe doth pity and call my soul above
Hark! Loudly, clearly rang then the youth's voice in the air
My only love, I pray thee, ah - sit not weeping there
For every tear of anguish which from thine eye doth start
Sinks in my place of resting and fills with pain my heart
And every joyous moment which banishes thy care
Ah' Fills my lonely coffin with roses sweet and fair!
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8. |
Troubled Times
05:23
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To the sands, our children go
not knowing who's a friend and who's a foe
We saw the twins crash into dust
And fear of the next strike grips each of us
Children in our schools gun children down
And to criminals give Hero's crown
One night of passion can bring your end
And some are now afraid to shake your hand
Have we come to the troubled times
When God brings the end to punish Mankind's crimes?
In my heart I just want to cry
Despair fills my soul and all hope does die!
To the jungle without a choice
Our children learn to flinch at every noise
Two kings down by the assassins' gun
We await the bombs that make the Earth a sun
People riot in the schools and streets
They clash with police in the summer's heat
Progress poisons us through meat & breath
Unchecked growth within shall bring our death
Our parents can recall the troubled times
When the end seemed near to punish Mankind's crimes
In their hearts they wanted to cry
Despair filled their souls and all hope did die!
L'Homme Arme doibt on doubter
You must arm yourself with an iron hauberk
The Hammer of the Gods is coming down
To rape and pillage and to burn our towns
Pretty Polly's lover took her life
He'd had his way with her and sought no wife
Ringed roses make us all fall down
The smell of death infuses every town
The worst of times have come before, my friend
And despite predictions, it was not the end
Though your heart breaks and you would cry
You must not allow the flame of hope to die
With our souls afire and our heads held high
We will make it through to the other side
. . . of these TROUBLED TIMES!
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9. |
Armageddon
08:30
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The drums of war have started
I tremble in my bones
The prophecies of madmen
Have suddenly come home
I see the storm clouds gather
I hear the ocean roar
I feel the magma pulsing
Our world shall be no more
A comet burns across the sky,
brings mountains low and valleys high,
and makes the Earth shake with it's might
The whole Earth tremors as she shifts,
and her hot blood pours out in rifts,
to show our death in Hellish light.
Tsunamis pound us from the sea,
and bring our cities to their knees,
our screams of anguish fill the night
(solo - Junior)
Upon the world man has become
A horrid plague, an evil scum
To Nature's greatness he's grown numb
He's poisoned sea and land and sky
So all that swim and crawl and fly
Shall in increasing numbers die
The beasts he alters at his will
The forests fall beneath his till
He's stricken Mother Nature ill
And so this horrid race of men
Shall from the face of Earth be cleansed
For us, I fear, it is the End
Volcanoes spew their embers high
and clouds send lightning from the sky
upon the Earth it does rain fire
The embers to great flames give birth
creating, truly, Hell on Earth
as Nature burns us in her ire
The flames, they jump from tree to town
burn our pride, with our houses, down
the Earth becomes our funeral pyre
(solo - Junior)
And so the land is clothed in flame
And all the world cries out in pain
And yet the blood, it leaves no stain
When all is cool, the dusty plain
Shall bring forth life to gentle rain
Thus shall the world be born again
(solos - Joe & Mole)
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10. |
Sleepy Hollow
06:56
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Young Ichabod Crane leaves the ball a defeated soul
Visions of a beautiful lass, her voice still echoes in his ears
Soon the feeling of a phantom presence alters his thoughts
The sound of an unseen spectre arouses his fears
Moonlight, casting strange shadows across my path -
that move without wind
Legends I've heard of this region that spectres walk -
and stalk in the night
A twig breaks, nearby in the woodland, from heavy weight -
my heart starts to pound
I cry out a "Hail!" and "Who goes there?" to no reply -
but red eyes meet my gaze!
chorus
Sleepy Hollow in the trees, glancing at me
Creepy feelings running through me - I cannot breathe
I cannot escape - fear the mental rape
I set my heels into my horse's flanks with force -
and fly for my life
Although I'm the only live horseman for miles around -
I hear eight hooves pound
Pure terror keeps my eyes locked forward, but I can feel -
hot breath on my neck
I must reach sanctuary in the churchyard across the bridge -
if I'm to survive
chorus
Sleepy Hollow in the trees, glancing at me
Creepy feelings running through me - I cannot breathe
I cannot escape - fear the mental rape
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Farewell to Wilderness
04:29
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Mountain and forest filled with peace
This sanctuary I once knew
In this place Bird-song will cease
For builder's dreams and highways through.
Chorus:
Earth bleeds
To feed
Your need
For greed
Why lakes must die and trees must fall
I don't understand I'll never know
More fast food another mall
So that their bank accounts can grow.
Chorus:
Earth bleeds
To feed
Your need
For greed
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Matt Schwarz Bridgewater Township, New Jersey
Matthew H Schwarz moves between (and combines) the musical genres of classical, progressive rock, traditional and original folk, and heavy metal. His main instruments are guitar, harp, and flute. Sheet music can be found at www.sheetmusicplus.com/publishers/matthew-h-schwarz-sheet-music/3006990. ... more
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