i dont want to put these here but this stupid computer just got debuged and needs to have all the programs redone.


Desolation
Welcome to the desolate nation where hate is the only emotion.
Where love is the outlaw and money the law.
Where life is bought and greed is taught.
Welcome brothers to a nation under death.
Where the living are hated and the dead celebrated.
In the end we always win but we only leave sin.

Tyrent The Lizard King
By night he hunts.
By day he's still.
What he hunts he always kills.
In a cave on far away hills he sits in silence this King of lizards.
Like those before him he sits and wonders where are all the others.
Are there no others to be his lover to be his friend.
Is he to begin his day again and again as a King without a Queen next to him.
In solace he kills in isolation he deals.
Trying so hard to understand the way he feels.
Till the end of all time he'll stay as he is.
Living out his days in a cave on distant hills.