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[Nyan Cat]

 

[Nyan Cat]

 

[Nyan Cat]

 

[Nyan Cat]

 

[Nyan Cat]

 

[Nyan Cat]

 

[PlacidHysteria]

 

[Nyan Cat]

You tried to spit in the eye of a dead man's face
Attacked the ways of a man not yet in his grave
But your hate was over all too soon
Because nothing is over, and nothing's through
'Til we bury you

For the love of brother
I will sing this fucking song
Aesthetics Of Hate
I hope you burn in hell
The words I read on the screen left me fucking sick

I felt the hatred rising
You son of a bitch
You branded us pathetic for our respect
But he made us Driven
Deep reverence
Far Beyond the rest
For the love of brother

I will sing this fucking what

Aesthetics of hate
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I hope you burn in hell
Yeah!
Solo: Demmel, Flynn, Demmel, Flynn, Flynn & Demmel
Long live memories

Live his freedom vicariously
Defend tenfold
his honor we'll always uphold
For the love brother my world

Say these fucking words
No silence against ignorance
Iconoclast, I hope you burn in hell
May the hands of God strike them down
May the hands of God strike them down
May the hands of God strike them down
May the hands of God
Strike - now...
Strike now...
Ooooh!
May the hands of God strike them down
May the hands of God strike them down
May the hands of God strike them down
May the hands of God
Strike down​

 

[Nyan Cat]

[Intro]​

I remember when I was growing up;
If my mother got angry or frustrated with me,
She'd say..."oh, esh ked heluwa el hurriya"
And the basic translation of that is "Oh, how beautiful is freedom"
But where is freedom?
Close my eyes, I can still hear my ummi saying
But where is our freedom?

[Hook]
Oh, esh ked heluwa el hurriya

[Verse 1]
This is for Baghdad, the place of my mother's birth
The cradle of civilization, for what it's worth
The land I've never seen, culture I've never known
Iraq is in my heart, my blood, my flesh and bones
The air I've never breathed, fragrance I've never smelled
The pride I never had, the nationality that I never felt
Saddam was bad, are the American's even more so?
They made me grow like I was missing part of my torso
But I never picked up a grenade in my garden
I never saw people I love die starving
I never saw my family die through many years of sanctions
While the ruler's family lived in palaces and mansions
I never had a family member kidnapped for a ransom
Never lost a friend to violence that was random
Bombings, occupation, torture, intimidation
A million dead people doesn't equal liberation

Close my eyes, I can still hear my ummi saying
Listen!
Where is our freedom?

[Hook]
Oh, esh ked heluwa el hurriya

[Verse 2]
Forget division based on ethnicity or religion
Whether you Sunni, Shia, Kurdish or Christian
Pain is still pain if you're a person that's missing
We all deserve a life in this earth that we live in
Is there enough words that can say
How deeply Baghdad is burning today?
And it's not about pity, hands out or sympathy
It's about pride, respect, honour and dignity
Babies being born with deformities from uranium
Those babies aren't just Iraqi, they're Mesopotamian
What I view on the news is making me shiver
Cause I look at the victims and see the same face in the mirror
This system of division makes it harder for you and me
Peace is a question, the only answer is unity!
So many dreams about this place that I've never seen
The place my family had to leave in the 70's

Close my eyes, I can still hear my ummi saying
Where is our freedom?

[Hook]
Oh, esh ked heluwa el hurriya

[Verse 3]
It rains white phosphorus in Fallujah
This is for those that won't live to see the future
Sorry that I wasn't there, sorry that I couldn't help
I'm sorry for every tear, sorry you've been put through hell
Still I feel like an immigrant,
Englishman amongst Arabs and an Arab amongst Englishmen
Like I said they never gave me the culture
But they did give me Kubdad Haleb, Hakaka and Dolma
Ana isme Kareem
Wa ohmre thalatha wa-'ishrun
Umi min Baghdad, wa abuya min Dover
And that's the combination that I carry on my shoulders
Still I rep, till my death, till they kill and seal my flesh
From now all the way back to Gilgamesh
Such a villainized and criticized nation
You will always be the cradle of civilization

Close my eyes, I can still hear my ummi saying
Where is our freedom?

[Hook]
Oh, esh ked heluwa el hurriya

In my sleep, in my dreams, Motherland I can still feel you calling me
In my sleep, in my dreams, Motherland I can still feel you calling me
In my sleep, in my dreams, Motherland I can still feel you calling me
I can still feel you calling me
I can still feel you calling me​

 

[Nyan Cat]

The ghosts of Eureka are calling to me now​

To fashion a sword from the steel of the plough
And if blood must spill, for freedom so dear
Rally 'round the flag boys, rally 'round and cheer

I wanna live my life under Southern Stars
I wanna live my life under Southern Stars
I wanna live my life under Southern Stars
I wanna live my life under Southern Stars

I was born and raised here this land is my home
And I'll fight if I have to keep this land my own
I'm a man with pride, my heart is straight ahead
So come and swear an oath on the stars above our head

I wanna live my life under Southern Stars
I wanna live my life under Southern Stars
I wanna live my life under Southern Stars
I wanna live my life under Southern Stars

The countries glories are fading away
But here I was born and here I'll stay

I wanna live my life under Southern Stars
I wanna live my life under Southern Stars
I wanna live my life under Southern Stars
I wanna live my life under Southern Stars
I wanna live
Under southern stars
I wanna live my life under Southern Stars
I wanna live my life under Southern Stars
I wanna live my life under Southern Stars​