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NailsYou stare out the window Watching the world pass you by Why don't you move into action As you long to inside Where is the love that you claim For those you don't knowNails
What of the nails? The ones in you Saviour's hands What of the pain? The pain on your Saviour's Face What of the crown? The one on your Saviour's brow What of the blood That He poured out?
Living your life as you choose Never thinking beyond Everything that you want Chasing shadows and dreams All of those temporal things Will pass away
What
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QuestionsIn the depths of the dark In the shadows of my room I dream of flying away Is this rapture? Or is this release? I need to break these chainsQuestions
Why am I bleeding My life away? Why am I chaining My broken heart down? What is the meaning Behind all this pain? And why am I still afraid?
In midst of the heart of stone In the coldness of my mind Love and pain come to life Have I forgotten? Or am I remiss? I need to break away
Why am I bleeding My life away? Why am I chaining My broken heart down? &nb
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Perfect SacrificeMemories, half remembered visions A man with a crown of thorns Giving up his life that you might live A blood soaked saviourPerfect Sacrifice
Beaten and bruised
A King made himself a slave God a mortal man Everything you need All that you fear deep inside A man, a God, with so much love The he would give up So very much The praise of angels, the worship of men So that those who walk in darkness Might one day walk in light Wounded for your transgressions Bruised and crushed for your inequities Arms stretching out Hanging there, on two planks of wood &n
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BrokenIn the silence of the night When there is no one else I let the tears start to fall As I remember what we had All the happy times When you and I Together could flyBroken
You can't stop these tears from falling And you can't stop your lies from hurting
Now I lie here bleeding My life away I can feel my heart beating I fought the fights for you I gave my strength to you And you let me fall Now I lie here broken
I feel you touch my shoulder I don't know why you're here You don't say a word I'm trying to keep from fight
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Ambition bites the nails of success (U2)
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"Did it matter if a grain of dust in a whirlwind retained its dignity?" - Hornblower and the Atropos
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Starving + scrappy + depressed = Artist
Starving + scrappy + angry = Soldier with a brush
I'm a goddamn soldier.
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Hey, how come we all avoid the scraps, i think they're a more honest expression of an artist style and a chance to reverse-engineer the process, sooooo, give the scraps a chance people. [link] Hey, i look at yours
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In front of someone as big as me, you feel a little smaller, don't you? I can understand that. Years ago, I couldn't even stand in front of mirrors because I got scared of my own bigness.- Black Star/Soul Eater
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Rafael Teruel Cáceres
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Dancing is a vertical expression of a horizontal desire!
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V for Vendetta
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