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my father never was here he spent most of the time crusading with pseudo-Christian ideas for the church now I never really quite understood why now I hear the king has died they say he was betrayed from the inside his trust must’ve had their blinders on a royal dagger in his chest while he lay sound at rest they say someone slipped in with an evil grin upon their shoulders someone very close heart full of anger why would they do such an evil thing to my father crowning king when our country’s so close to war now will they look at me to lead them how what the the hell am I to say I never thought the crown would come my way on such a dark and awful day being heir son to the throne now why has this thing happened so young in my life now will they look at me and say he’s just a princely puppet on dispay will they listen to what I say and will they follow me like my father what will I do if they desert me the empty crown is just for the taking is it my time to put it on to go out and lead the masses to fill his armor and take the passage he was such a great king now he’s gone from this place from his throne to the great to the hall where his ancient fathers call ‘til we meet again in the great in the halls of the ancient king where our fathers call it’s been twenty years away my father put on the golden crown and picked up the seal with his crimson gauntlet no one dared stand in his way in the silence of the halls I can hear the priests at praying for the mighty one that falls and on the tablet where he lay he looks so aged frail broken is this the final price he paid for hidden evil deeds unspoken or just a pawn’s final move from the outside will the people hush look and say this pampered prince seems so weak on the inside as the funeral pyre burns will they take to this crowning passage or has their faith and hope just turned to ashes and who shall I trust to be by my side is there a traitor on the floor as the great council stands before me a trickier game I’ve never played before it’s a cold and somber day dark shadows at the coronation perhaps it’s better off this way I must clear my mind of such frustration and leave it up to God’s recreation I should never have come this way but I’ll take it every dog has his day
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he passed his scepter down with it’s ill-begotten crown and father left me with this rule the kingdom’s fool should I have iron fist or run off in the midst of all that’s come since I’ve begun this hero’s son what will become if we fall the pressure burns right through my ears but no one ever seems to hear I must be what they want of me this noble thing this princely king but the dogs are at the door and they won’t stop ‘til there’s war they’ve pushed up up onto the wall we’ll bring them to Valhalla’s hall so I must say war so kiss your children’s mothers grab weapons banners brothers to the fields may God we wield this hallowed fight on ‘morrow’s night we’ll march with all our glory someday they’ll tell the story the battle cry that would not die the voice of men with pride within rally brave men your voices within do it for kingdom country and kin but the evil’s at the gate should we leave this fight to fate their mighty forces beat the drums soon their silence henceforth come for peace must have war so kiss your children’s mothers come join our band of brothers to the fields may God we wield this hallowed fight on ‘morrow’s night we’ll march with all our glory someday they’ll tell the story the battle cry that would not die the voice of men with pride within rally brave men your voices within do it for kingdom country and kin
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the king is just a little young with his foolish trust but I’m the one I’ll take from him his crown and his crest like the dagger I placed in the last one’s chest dear king the battle rages on we’ve flanked them with our five thousand strong but sire there’s hordes at the northern border should we send more troops there just give the order trust sire that’s just the way it’s done we need to push back if the battle’s to be won split forces half north and half to east to hold off this great enormous beast why should we split up the fight I don’t know but it just doesn’t seem right when I was on your father’s right we pushed the forces with all our men and might he trusted in my warrior’s intuition to put the men in just the right position if this must be order it so I lack this knowledge but then you all know but should we move move in such haste will it cause more carnage, more human waste sire news not good from the eastern side they’ve turned back and pushed with a mighty stride many brave have fallen dead from the saddle our last reserves now must take to the battle I’m sure once this move this move is done the battle in the eastern sector will be won in war tides turn just like a top we can’t just wait for it to stop but what of the north bring back the men they’re idly waiting for some war to begin my liege we must follow warlike tactics these men we fight are wartorn fanatics we’ll turn them back push them to the border remember you’re the one who gives the orders why is this falling apart I took your advice right from the start I do what you say but we’re losing this fight they’re getting closer they’ll be here by daylight my mind keeps on spinning with great indecisions what should I do to survive this collision the fight is coming right to our wall my king I’ve seen our most mighty fall we must make haste sire to talk a truce to pull our heads from this tightened noose to end this futile conflagration they’re calling out for your abdication they want to prop up a figurehead while they hold all power in your stead why must I give up my throne why does it seem that I’m all alone wait sire there is but one course to take a ship waits to aid in your escape this is your last option to survive I’ll send for you when the time is right how did we all lose our way we put faith in God but he led us astray it sickens my heart this shameful retreat so unlike my father this scapegoat retreats my mind keeps on spinning with great indecisions what can I do to escape this collision
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see the old man on the beach the ocean’s door he sits there every day for many score go ask him what the hell he’s waiting for he’ll tell you a tale of knights and of kings that crazy old thing they taunt him you know how cruel that kids can be but still he sits staring out to the sea waiting for someone or something that will never be he sits so patiently pointlessly he’ll tell you a tale a tale he said is true he’ll tell you of a far off kingdom overthrew where he was master of the land silly silly old man see the old man quietly into the sky look close you’ll see a teardrop in the eye he’ll be there until the day the day he dies but ours is not to reason why this crazy guy tall tales tall tales of make believe is it a story that’s pulled out of his sleeve where he was king of all the lands this crazy crazy old man
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Saints And Tyrants
04:28
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time and time and time again again my mind mind mind has lied defied a shattered Shatner a silly scattered schism I the sybarite sigh controlled tied subservient subjugation another day’s seduction limp wrested beast I I I part of the reward mechanism intuitive retro-prison guidance goddess sways me fractured it’s my fabulous addiction my quixotic affliction fouls my diction processes restriction it works me with the ruthlessness of saints and tyrants it’s really biological post-supernatural part of me I wish wasn’t there there a sticky slime a gooey gooey bind that connects me to the world mankind just a mind’s lurch for intelligent life a search on this earth we trod could my addiction be my God it’s simple pain and reward the stockholm syndrome empathizing with my captor capture rapture it’s my fuel fuel which gives credence to a life life how can you force majeure be so cruel and so we dance the dance my master and I in perennial servitude my perilous enslavement becomes my aspiration my raison d’etre a piece which is better left unsevered and so we dance the dance is it I control or you control who will cop who knows the fool best where will my exodus rest it’s time to stop stop stop
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what is it that you wait for what's the yield from the great war why do you deny yourself so are you trying to buy a halo to sacrifice so much is hard but one day I'll get my just reward a foolish thing to believe in a lot can change between now and then I'm just planning for that future day when all my efforts now will start to pay you live in self-deprivation suffer the days you should be savoring the world today is so uncertain today could bring the final curtain I have faith that my plans are sound I'll be riding high when you're underground your life is based on a faulty premise the times of chaos are upon us I can't afford your hedonistic ways I'm preparing for my golden days what can I say to stop you from forteiting your life you should treat yourself don't worry about the price the tomorrow that you plan for will likely never come to pass participate in life don't just spectate from behind the glass look at the state of the world around the whole thing could soon come crashing down the president's an evil bastard the planet's full of pain and hatred a penny saved is a penny earned I know that I won't get burned a risky thing to base your trust upon the big payoff can't be counted on you won't make me change my mind I'll be sitting pretty when it's my time
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Eleventh Hour
07:45
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what’s the rush there is still time left like I said I will do it in good time there’s no need to be so uptight you’ve no right to be pushing me so hard what’s the rush there is still time left like I said I will do it in good time there’s no need to be so uptight you’ve no right to be nagging me this way all of the time you should know that it’s time to go the hour is too late to be putting it off you’ll regret if you wait much longer now is the time to be getting it done you should know that it’s time to go the hour is too late to be putting it off you’ll regret if you wait much longer now is the time to be preparing to get it done I don’t know why you are so concerned about this thing you should lighten up and relax there is still time take it slow everything will work out somehow I know with a little bit of patience you will go far I don’t know why you are so concerned about this thing you should lighten up and relax there is still time take it slow everything will work out somehow I know with a little bit of patience you will come to see my way the deadline is almost here and you still haven’t done anything yet how can you be so unconcerned I don’t think you realize the situation we are in nor the repercussions if you don’t act what must I say to make you see why do you procrastinate the deadline is almost here and you still haven’t done anything yet how can you be so unconcerned I don’t think you realize the situation we are in nor the repercussions if you don’t act what must I say to make you see time is running out for you
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Keep Away From Heat
08:09
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I stay in my den me and my children they must be careful for they are all snowmen I say keep away from heat all my snowy kin you will tend to melt there in this frozen land living as I planned really seems to work well all we need we have icicle chime and a rhythm clave live in cozy igloos tramp about in snowshoes we keep away from heat and stay out of the sun for it would be no fun if the deadly warming rays were to touch my face that would surely mean the end one summer morning I hear the warning the sun is coming we must start running so we'll keep away from heat for I'm made of wax and I tend to melt well soon we must be leaving beloved winter eden or face the fires of hell in the night we left home in search of a place where a man who hides from the sun can live without fear of coming undone to find another race shine on from outer space and my children can play without melting away to a horrible puddle of death how I pray I can spare them that sunny fate how I pray their carrot nose and eyes of coal shall see another blizzard fall on to the tundra some call Siberia ball helios expands in girth heads on to the earth I yelled keep away from heat heading towards us all biting at our heels now goodbye frozen land I really hope I can lead us on to safety beyond the ozone layer Freon our savior our only hope for life giving temperature he'll dispel the heat with his cooling voice so find him we must try to he will slay the sun each and every one rays of melting torment so they ask of Freon to help them on their race away from the solar on the way to their new home somewhere it's polar help us please make it freeze have no fear my snow children and wax man for the miserable sun's met his match in me and I'll protect you from his heat rest assured you will not be dying while perspiring come with me to a place where the sun will never shine feel the cold see the blessed snow as the battle wages on air conditioning and sun our man of wax and snow children will find their new home.
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(Pink) Slipped Again
05:56
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august twenty-nine the second time I came to realize that all was not fine a call from HR summoned me to their room little did I know that my life would change soon they asked me sit and told me to relax then I found out I was getting the axe after busting my ass for them nearly twelve years I was now realizing the worst of my fears it’s nothing to do with you they were quick to assure costs must be cut and we’re sorry to say that it’s your position we’ve taken away the CEO has decided you should be let go I was the best engineer in that place I was always there and never came in late the quality of my work was always top-notch I never believed I’d get kicked in the crotch they’d all come to me with impossible deadlines I’d get it done right and get it done on time I saved their skins so many times I’ve lost count now I was being unceremoniously tossed out how naïve to believe I’d get my just reward they used me then screwed me and threw me away and all I’d done for them was completely ignored you’re raised to believe that it pays to work hard but you’re always at the mercy of the brown-noser’s card some over-ambitious little shit who wants to rule the scene will convince the big boss you’re not part of the team at that point it’s hopeless and you haven’t got a prayer so just clean out your desk and get the hell out of there you thought you were indispensible the crucial cornerstone then you’re pink-slipped again they’ve given you the bone they put you on salary which you first think is great until you realize you’re not paid to work late they get you to work more and more hours for free by saying it’s your duty to the company they screw you out of raises two years in a row and have the nerve to force you to take a week-long furlough yet you endure it believing better days will come when you’ll finally get your well-deserved day in the sun don’t know why I tried to to my very best it doesn’t seem to count for a thing in real life when some cold rich bastard sticks you with the knife there was plenty of work to keep me busy for months so it’s not like I was sitting around twiddling my thumbs they said cutting my job was part of lean management then they promptly replaced me with a minimum-wage temp now unemployed and bitter and steadily growing poor I’ll never again be able to trust that anything is secure I wonder what’s the point of helping others anyway when they always will betray you guess I’m calling it a day if that’s the way it’s gonna be I’m calling it a day
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Tony Castellano East Hartford, Connecticut
Progressive-rock-influenced multi-instrumentalist and singer who has played with many different bands, including The Bud Collins Trio, Holding Pattern, Ludent Tremmel's Gno, The Realm, and Magnetar, on either bass or bass and keyboards. In recent years he has been playing mostly drums, for several different recording projects and also as a member of his sister's band, Anne Castellano & The Smoke. ... more
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