(OFF) BETRAYAL

mike coleman insect.brain at GMAIL.COM
Mon Jun 27 02:47:29 EDT 2011


Further, oh god it's boring in the small hours, I am not beyond the
possibility that making war on the human race, both physically and
spirtitually may have it's rewards , and I seem to naturally do my
good share of the latter without naming a chief entity such as a
biblical one....

the concept of evil is beyond me......

but that aside, if anyone reading this is getting a little older and
slower, and does not know how good the forthcoming 3CD compilation
"Parallel Universe" (looks)  to be, then I have a link
somewhere.........or look into it yourself anyway......

On 6/25/11, mike coleman <insect.brain at gmail.com> wrote:
> On 6/25/11, Stephen Lindsey <steve.lindsey at hotmail.com> wrote:
>> err Mike, other people read this too,
>> just saying...
>> Steve L
>
>
> YES!!!  the beauty of the thing
> I covered quoite a few bases in one shot, but the shot ultimately
> comes down to the guilty, and I figured that this was not only a way
> to reach them, but also to turn my anger and pain into art.
> I calculated that all memebers have seen angry people before.....
> after watching one of the worst movies in my life, Blondie doing "Ring
> Of Fire Aside", I am inspired to submit these Alice Cooper lyrics:
>
>
> I'm hidden in the scream
> When the virgin dies
> I'm the ache in the belly
> When your baby cries
> And I'm the burnin' sensation
> When the convict fries
>
> I'm pain
> I'm your pain
> Unspeakable pain
> I'm your private pain
>
> And I'm the compound fracture
> In the twisted car
> And I'm the lines on the face
> Of the tramp at the bar
> And I'm the reds by the bed
> Of the suicide star
>
> You know me- I'm pain
> I'm your pain
> Your own private pain
> Unfathomable pain
>
> And it's a compliment to me
> To hear you screamin' through the night
> All night
> Tonight
>
> I'm the holes in your arm
> When you're feeling the shakes
> I'm the lump on your head
> When you step on the rake
>
> And I'm the loudest one laughing
> At the saddest wake
>
> Yes I'm pain
> I'm just pain
> Dear old pain
> You need your pain
>
> And I'm the loudest one laughing
> At the saddest wake
>
> I'm the salt in the sweat
> On the cuts of the slaves
> I was the wound in the side
> While Jesus prayed
> I was the filthiest word
> At the vandalized grave
>
> Yes, pain
> Do you love me pain
> I love my pain
> I'm your pain
>
> It's a compliment to me
> To hear you screamin' through the night
> All night
> Tonight
>



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