potterr on 16/9/2008 at 08:35

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Rasmus / don't know album/ In the shadows

No sleep
No sleep until I am done with finding the answer
Won't stop
Won't stop before I find a cure for this cancer
Sometimes
I feel I going down and so disconnected
Somehow
I know that I am haunted to be wanted

I've been watching
I've been waiting
In the shadows all my time
I've been searching
I've been living
For tomorrows all my life

In the shadows

In the shadows

They say
That i must learn to kill before i can feel safe
But I
I rather kill myself then turn into their slave
Sometimes
I feel that I should go and play with the thunder
Somehow
I just don't wanna stay and wait for a wonder

I've been watching
I've been waiting
In the shadows all my time
I've been searching
I've been living
For tomorrows all my life

Lately I been walking walking in circles, watching waiting for something
Feel me touch me heal me, come take me higher

I've been watching
I've been waiting
In the shadows all my time
I've been searching
I've been living
For tomorrows all my life
I've been watching
I've been waiting
I've been searching
I've been living for tomorrows

In the shadows

In the shadows
I've been waiting

Renault on 16/9/2008 at 12:58

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Intruder - Peter Gabriel

I know something about opening windows and doors
I know how to move quietly to creep across creaky wooden floors
I know where to find precious things in all your cupboards and drawers
Slipping the clippers
Slipping the clippers through the telephone wires
The sense of isolation inspires
Inspires me
I like to feel the suspense when I'm certain you know I am there
I like you lying awake, your baited breath charging the air
I like the touch and the smell of all the pretty dresses you wear
Intruders happy in the dark
Intruder come
Intruder come and leave his mark, leave his mark

BrokenArts on 16/9/2008 at 16:48

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Its just great minds think alike, even when you are tired. :p ;)

Neb on 17/9/2008 at 01:43

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Big Rude Jake - Magpie

North winter blows 'cross the street,
And bites her face with hard relentless teeth,
And damnedness creeps 'cross her spine,
And shakes her bones all the way down to her feet,

In the park there's a strange and phantom mistress,
Who keeps her treasure sealed in plastic bags,
Reciting to herself terrible secrets,
And wraps her frame in old discarded rags,

Magpie,
Seeks out precious things,
Bangles, trinkets, flecks that catch the light,

Magpie,
Guards her shiny dreams,
And keeps them close and safely out of sight,

Magpie walks through the hoards,
Of vain and shallow trite and useless minds,

Yes and magpie,
Walks to and fro,
About the squandered wealth of affluent swine,

In the sky there's a strange and greyhound vignette,
Of a man who would be saviour to her kind,
A great balloon that in the wind bobs merrily,
With golden ring and dark stretched open wide,

Magpie cares not for charity,
Or the creepy cloist and feel of fond embrace,
Magpie finds her piece of mind,
In the dark and dank and cold and secret place,

In the town there's a strange and wonderous temple,
A crystal castle cut from chrome and steel,
Its halls contain the bounty of the ages,
So priceless that they almost seem surreal,

Magpie has seen the troop,
That lurks in shadows cast by tinted glass,
Magpie in all her righteousness,
Knows just who is wallowing in trash,
HA HA HA HA!

The Magpie on 17/9/2008 at 10:22

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Uh, the bit concerning the more general philosophical aspects of larceny and property?

Found a Jag Panzer song called Shadow Thief, by the way. For those playing on Normal skill:

Jag Panzer - Shadow Thief

Figures fly across a moonlit bay
Without a sound a figure slips away

Terror strikes a child inside my soul
Shadow Thief will soon play a role

Silent assassin clothed in black
Who will play the pawn in his next attack?

Many men have lost their lives
at the hands of Shadow Thief
A master of an ancient skill handed down by priests
Trained in every weapon
known to man and known to beast
Shadow Thief becomes the night
The night becomes Shadow Thief

Silent assassin clothed in black,
I can see his next attack
A dozen men have all gathered round
One by one they hit the ground
Shadow Thief cannot be found

Many men have lost their lives
at the hands of Shadow Thief
A master of an ancient skill handed down by priests
Trained in every weapon
known to man and known to beast
Shadow Thief becomes the night
The night becomes Shadow Thief


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Larris