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To combat global warming Our plan to cool the earth This is our calling The reason for our birth Replace the polar ice caps With a frozen sheet of steel Cast back the solar rays To frosted metal we all kneel Frost Metal! Zero Kelvin! Frost Metal! Made of steel! We wont stop there no not a chance Our ice age will come to pass To leave our frosty legacy For millennia to last Eternal winter will descend Against the sun we will rebel So come my friend and have yourself A slice of frost metal Frost Metal! Zero Kelvin! Frost Metal! Made of steel! Solving hunger and poverty Ice wizards we cast our spell Rid the earth of humanity As sunlight we

As darkness falls upon the land and demons come to feast From the shadows a hero will rise and come to slay the beasts A nameless warrior born of night upon his steely steed He has the demons in his sights as his trigger he does squeeze Shotgun blasts repel the beasts recoiling in fear Reloaded his blasts repeat the end is drawing near He drags the demons back to hell and seals up the gate "I'll see you in another life enjoy your final fate." Thunderfist His nemesis won't let him rest with each night another hoard She's sending them to claim his head and deliver her reward Failure after failure festers silent rage She takes the deed upon he

The Tiresias Club The Tiresias Club I first met Eleanor on a warm summer afternoon. Gregor had asked me to rendezvous with him at one of our popular inner-city haunts, the Café Perdu, just by the riverbank. “There’s someone I’d like you to meet,” he had said. And then refused to say anything more. So I turned up, and sought out Gregor at one of the sidewalk tables. He waved as I drew near, and my eyes turned to the woman he was with. She smiled politely in my direction, but there was a touch of something reserved about her. I smiled back as brightly as i could. I noticed her leg protruding from under the table

Skindancer When I first found out about Skindancer and the Horophenes— Wait, no. Let’s start at the beginning. With the village, and the armless girl. It was a picturesque village, in a wide valley containing a lazy, meandering river. It was the sight of the mountains that took my breath away, and made me stop my van at the side of the road. I was on a holiday to get away from overwork, and this was certainly the kind of place the doctor ordered. I got out and held up my camera to get a panorama shot. A dour-looking man was inspecting a field nearby. “How do you do,” I called out, trying to engage him in conversion

The Long And The Short Of It “I don’t regret losing my arms at all,” explained Cassie. “They were never of any use to me, and the pain was becoming unbearable.” She grasped the handle of the coffee cup in her toes, and brought it gracefully to her lips. “Before the operation, I did seriously think about ending it all. More than once.” “Where did it hurt?” I asked. “Right through my chest area. The ribs and arms were growing all twisted and malformed, and my internal organs had already suffered damage. I had no choice about letting them operate, really.” “It’s qu

A creature that looms in the back of your mind Watching over you in your bed at night He wont let you sleep he wont let you wake He wont let you forget one tiny mistake Unrelenting and cruel he plays on your fears A peripheral waking nightmare fuelled by tears He'll leave you broken and changed for the rest of your days Paralysed in a moment as you fade away A perpetual stare is all they'll see As all that was you has ceased to be Hush they say t'will be alright But their words cant stop what comes at night A hush descends in the void between dreams A rush of fear choking your screams An empty shell remains nothing but rust A victim of the cr

A life sentence of existence on this pathetic rock My search for purpose has left me apathetic and in shock Despair is born from hope, and life and death from the flame The more I try to please the more I'm drowning in shame The voices in my head wont let me rest they wish me dead Bound in chains of virtue are words I've never said I want to be dead and live forever expose the world to my dreams The centre of attention as my  vanity feeds Repulsive imperfection infects my reflection Consider this my auto-psychological-dissection A pointless endeavour which nerves shall I sever? I could stop feeling pain but I know that's not clever I know

The Rearranged Woman The face at the corner table in the café ... something about her caught my eye. While I was trying to figure out what, she noticed me staring. She glanced away, then back. And her look of recognition at me coincided with mine back at her. She left the table she was sharing with a companion and came over to mine. “Tom!” she called. “It’s been a while.” “Tara!” I called in reply. I got up and held out my hand to shake hers. And now I was staring even more. “It’s all right if you don’t want to shake ... hands,” she replied, noticing my hesitation. H

On my way onto the black, I leave the past behind Starting a journey without end I feel that I am blind Seasons pass the fires now ash as the road continues to wind Dream on my friend your stories to transcend Dream on my friend to the sunrise at the chapters end Chasing the glow beyond the horizon my dreams just out of sight If I continue 'till dawn I'll find my reward I'll glance back and I just might See the seeds I've sown sprouted and grown into the forest I leave behind Dream on my friend your stories to transcend Dream on my friend to the sunrise at the chapters end WAKE UP! WAKE UP! LISTEN TO ME! CAN YOU SEE ME? CAN YOU HEAR ME? T

He's stalking you at night Snuffing out the candlelight Paralysing with a scratch His poison acting fast There's not much time to wait He's watching you asphyxiate The assassin leaves no trace You're in your final resting place Curare Kiss of death A killer without mercy (Curare)He'll seal your final breath And send you straight to hell FEAR CURARE! He's got you in his sights There's no point running for your life His arrow's got your name There is no way to win this game FEAR CURARE! An assassin with no rival There is no chance of survival When your name is on his list You've only minutes left to live Striking with precision He makes a cl