Welcome to my Lyrics thread. Firstly, you may have seen my songs floating around. They're still available. Where? This very thread. And in chronological order too. So a big thanks to our favourite literature mod Great Writer Vicky for fusing them, and ENJOY!
Feel Free to comment on any song. Just make it clear which ones you're referring too.
Song Index (Thanks to Omega Weapon for the idea)
Crazy Smile (Bottom of this very post....)
No-One's War
Draining Shell
Song For the Fallen (Vigilante's requiem)
My Private Wonderland
School Days
Sledge (Hammer)
Fiery Resolve (Eyes of Flame)
Joker Card
Wine Bottle Air Guitar
Blurring of the Lines
Exorcism
Howl (Primal Mind)
Thoughts of a Beast
Looped
Angel of Destruction
Unforgotten Paths
Question
There
Soul Crescendo
Lose It
Rings of Steel
Vagrant Mind
I.N.U.P.V.
Land of Euphoria
Immortality
Total songs: 26
EDIT: I honestly couldn't be screwed to list these anymore, so if you want an easier way to find my newer works, just go to my deviant art page here: http://silv3r89.deviantart.com/
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Crazy Smile by celtic_silver
There is a battle in my head,
will be playin' til I'm dead.
Sometimes I wonder why,
I even bother at all to try.
Seein' the shit they do,
Makes me worry a lot for you.
So I'll be fightin' for a while,
With a hell of a crazy smile.
While I might seem a rock,
there is a toll to block.
Got some scarring on my arm,
it can give ya some alarm,
looking
at
the
harmmm...
Woah,
There is a battle in my head,
will be playin' til I'm dead.
Sometimes I wonder why,
I even bother at all to try.
Seein' the shit they do,
Makes me worry a lot for you.
So I'll be fightin' for a while,
With a hell of a crazy smile.
I have many a psycho friend,
on whose help I can really depend.
I sometimes wonder why,
neither I nor they can cry.
It just goes to show,
what
the
fighting
can do to youuu...
Oh yeah,
There's a battle in my head,
will be playin' til I'm dead.
Sometimes I wonder why,
I even bother at all to try.
Seein' the shit they do,
Makes me worry a lot for you.
So I'll be fightin' for a while,
With a hell of a crazy smile.
My shirts are all getting torn,
and my jeans are getting worn.
They get damaged from the bash,
and the roadrash takes my cash.
There is many a bill,
but
greater
is
the
willll...
So,
I'll fight the battle in my head,
will be playin' til I'm dead.
Sometimes I wonder why,
I even bother at all to try.
Seein' the shit they do,
Makes me worry a lot for you.
So I'll be fightin' for a while,
With a hell of a crazy smile.
Playing til I'm dead,
Fighting until I'm bled,
I know that there is just no way
To give up this conflict anyway...
Fighting the battle in my head,
Playin' til I'm dead.
Wonderin' why,
I bother to try.
Seein' the shit they do,
Causes me to worry for you.
I'll keep it for a while,
MY BLOODY CRAZY SMILE!
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This one was in my head for a while, what do yers think?
Last edited by Furore; 06-17-2009 at 10:28 PM.
victoria aut mors
Dude, good job on this. I really like it. I know you told me its a song, but it also sounds like a poem in a way. Actually it could make a great poem.
Anyways good job. The lyric's are good though. It really says something. And you should definitely make some more song lyrics in the future.
Thanks. And yeah I know there is a lot of rhyme, but it's sung/shouted. Though it doesn't say it anywhere, try to picture the verses in a slower rock way, the chorus in a metal style. And the end gets faster.
Hope that makes a little more sense.
victoria aut mors
That's really awesome, Celtic. The lyrics are excellent, and I really hope you keep writing them in the future. I do see what Diddy meant by how it seems like a poem to read, but I can really imagine it as a great song moreso, especially with the description you just posted.
Anyway, really good. Hope to see more sometime.
I've been on this site since 2006 woah
Well man, i expect you to take a video of yourself singing it with the visual & sound effects & all sh**t included. hahahahaha....
Anyways, it's the second best thing i've read-heard (in a way) after Chappelle's poem in Def Poetry Jam.
Good work.
No-One's War
Look around at night,
what do you see?
I see a thug or two,
staring back at me.
Getting in the midst,
a twist of the wrist,
blocking a knife,
from causing me strife,
shouldn't be like this,
dodging death's kiss.
Used to bring me down,
Now it's - that dark part of me.
This battle is no one's war,
just a bunch of thugs and poor.
There's no just cause it seems,
just a bunch of - broken dreams.
So many tough guys,
so many thugs,
why they all fight?
It sure beats me.
Some might be for money,
others for fame,
others make a difference,
some could've fooled me.
Geting whacked in the head,
blood flashes red.
Bat spins out,
causes me to shout,
shouldn't be like this,
dodging death's kiss.
It used to bring me down,
Now it's - that dark part of me.
This battle is no one's war,
just a bunch of thugs and poor.
There's no just cause it seems,
just a bunch of - broken dreams.
When will it stop,
it seems kinda pointless.
Drugs and money just aren't worth all that,
no.
This battle is no one's war,
just a bunch of thugs and poor.
There's no just cause it seems,
just a bunch of - broken dreams.
This is no one's war,
just a bunch of
broken dreams.
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This is my second song after Crazy Smile. Hope yers like it.
victoria aut mors
Oh yeah baby, this is a war!!
What the hell is that celtic !!! You are doing a great job, I think you are spending hours and hours try to make your lyrics good
I liked the lyrics and specially this section:
This battle is no one's war,
just a bunch of thugs and poor.
There's no just cause it seems,
just a bunch of - broken dreams.
and this:
Getting whacked in the head,
blood flashes red.
Bat spins out,
causes me to shout,
shouldn't be like this,
dodging death's kiss.
It used to bring me down,
Now it's - that dark part of me.
You have my vote. Keep going !
Christ Celtic!!!! This one's really good. Definitely puts a picture in your head. You must've spend some time working on the lyrics like Omega mentioned. They're really good dude. Keep em lyrics coming!!
Hmm, this one's good but I am just trying to picture how this would go with music. *gets a beat in my head, starts to nod and then headbang mildly* Yeah, catchy.
Draining Shell
My life ain't hard,
I'm the ace card.
I did it all before,
NOW I'VE LOST MY ROAR.
My spirit's here,
my spirit's there.
But when I look,
I CAN'T FIND IT ANYWHERE.
I had a soul,
some time ago.
Now it's lost.
LOST WITHIN THE MESS.
Tangle of thoughts.
A waking dream.
Makes no sense,
THOUGH I SING IT EVERYDAY.
Woah,
Draining shell,
my private hell,
essence pouring,
soul ignoring,
DRAINED UNTIL THE END.
I do what's right.
Is it real-ly?
Question myself,
I got a burning feel-ing.
My will binds me,
to make me, me.
Not to sure,
if it's supposed to be.
Just gotta wonder,
WHAT'LL HAPPEN...
IF IT FAILS?
Woah,
Draining shell,
my private hell,
essence pouring,
soul ignoring,
DRAINED UNTIL THE END.
Draining shell,
my private hell,
essence pouring,
soul ignoring,
DRAINED UNTIL THE END.
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Well, guys this is my third song, and actually the first I started work on. I tried to get some of my feelings about how I feel in some ways across, yet it still feels a little incomplete. What do you guys think?
victoria aut mors
Excellent.Write more like that and you'll be in my good book for poetry, I might even ask you for lyrics to some songs on my next single or album. We might even do this just for one concert.
If you don't mind?
Thanks. Too kind.
And why not? It could be interesting.
victoria aut mors
That's really awesome, just amazing to read. The wording in it is fantastic, and I can definitely imagine something like this making it as a big song. Damn.. I've read the lyrics over about 4 times XD. Can't keep my eyes off them, lol. Really awesome.
I've been on this site since 2006 woah
Song For the Fallen (Vigilante's requiem)
Where are they now?
Those who fought beside us.
Where are they now?
Those who fought alone.
Where are they now?
The Champions.
Where are they now?
They fell...
They fell for the cause.
A man from Sydney.
He knew what was right.
Trusted his beliefs,
and man could he fight.
For justice he yearned,
but then as he turned,
took a knife through his back,
And death he had learned.
Where are they now?
The Warriors of our time.
Where are they now?
The Bringers of change.
Where are they now?
The Strong of heart.
Where are they now?
They fell...
They fell for the cause.
Knew a guy from the 'burbs,
a plank he could weild,
til into his brain,
a knife was then meld.
Many did miss him,
others did cry.
Following his example,
others will try.
Where are the heroes,
where are the mighty,
Where are the warriors,
blood stained unsightly?
Where are they now?
For what did they fight?
They fought for their homes,
and what they thought right.
They destroyed monsters,
of society.
Drugg-ed fiends,
Cor-rupt hogs,
and Beasts of nature,
with a war on peace.
Where are the heroes,
where are the mighty,
Where are the warriors,
blood stained unsightly?
They were the best,
and they were the worst.
The fallen,
the example,
the truth.
Where are they now?
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This song is different to my others. I made it for not only myself, but my mates, many who risk themselves unneccessarily. It has a much slower beat than my other songs. Feel free to comment.
victoria aut mors
My Private Wonderland
I look around,
I see so many,
many shiny things.
Broken glass,
aluminium foil.
Treasures indeed,
for a guy like me.
I sit in my nest,
drinking my necter.
I gaze through the fog,
in the room I'm in.
The room,
this room,
IS MY PRIVATE WONDERLAND
Take an orange one,
my senses are reeling.
Down with a blue,
then I can see time.
Drink the clear one,
my pain goes away.
My thoughts are a needle,
my actions the cure.
My head starts to spin,
where do I begin?
Making life easy,
though it may be quite sleasy.
I scoff a shroom,
takes me to my doom.
Either a sense of euphoria,
Or a trip to the tomb.
I've seen so much,
and yet so little.
Med behind the couch,
it looks like a skittle.
I gaze at it,
it gazes back.
one has to go,
AND IT WILL NOT BE ME
Panadol's crap,
and Nurofen's lazy,
Take them with beer,
and you'll go crazy.
They make quite the mix,
can be such a fix,
sideaffects are death,
NO, NOT LIKELY
My shiny's grow big,
they seem kinda scary,
I've had to much shit,
though I can-not be sure.
Getting ya stomach pumped,
is a painful bore.
Watching it happen,
can leave you in awe.
Go back home,
I'll sleep it off.
But then again,
tomorrow I'll find it,
MY PRIVATE WONDERLAND
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Well this song's got a very irregular rhythm, but it's fast. I wrote this completely off my head, and it sounds sortta nice. So, anyway, enjoy.
victoria aut mors
Woah.......Dammit, this is the best one you have posted yet....I think it's really amazing.
If only we could mix it up with some music & make it sort of a Vigilente Theme; it would be absolution for the Guild & not only. This is one hell of a poem mate.
If only one thing I would ask, ARE YOUR SERIOUS !!!!
Man you are great, This one is awesome, better than your others.
Yeah, But we couldn't, Too bad.Originally Posted by Cloudy
One more thing, You have to send this poem to the Australian soldiers in Iraq
Keep going, you are amazing.
Last edited by Omega Weapon; 05-27-2007 at 08:56 AM.
You know Celtic, I had an album planned but it never surfaced, it was called For the Fallen. It had a song called hiro which means "hero"
It was a big metal piece that lasted nearly 14 minutes with a great orchestra part backing it and a demonic chorus set following it too. I don't know this song reminded me of it. ^^
*bookmarks link*
This is my favorite song lyrics you came up with Celtic. All of them are awesome but this one stands out to me for some reason. The wording is good like Rumour mentioned and if it ever become's a song, it'll be a hit!
School Days
Sit in a chair,
open a book.
Chewing on gum,
makes you a crook.
Act like a tool,
feel like a fool,
Getting the paper,
couldn't be straighter.
Cannot be failin',
or you'll wailin',
doomed to a life of chores.
Compulsory lessons,
jailcell sessions.
Confined like a budgie,
with both wings broken.
HAD TO,
Listen what they say,
enjoy your holiday.
When you go back,
HEAR WHAT'S SPOKEN.
Getting in trouble,
detentions would double,
put-ting us on the run.
Used to play dumb,
it was quite fun.
Til we got busted,
anyway.
Losing a tooth,
nowhere the truth.
Fighters would run and hide.
Victims would cower,
have a warm shower,
whilst bullies act-ed snide.
Compulsory lessons,
jailcell sessions.
Confined like a budgie,
with both wings broken.
WE'D,
Listen what they say,
enjoy our holiday.
When we went back,
HEAR WHAT'S SPOKEN.
When we were young,
we were rarely sprung.
Couple years later,
told we should be hung.
Fighting spree,
school community
Against the rules?
WHO CARES?
'Cos,
Punishment was kindda fun,
a day off school,
good for a run.
Off for a week,
no reward for the meek.
Repu-tation as a freak.
Compulsory lessons,
jailcell sessions.
With both wings broken,
we'd hear what's spoken.
Compulsory lessons,
jailcell sessions.
With both wings broken,
we'd hear what's spoken.
We'd know there'd be no next term.
There will be,
NO NEXT TERM
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I wrote this song during school. While I want to learn more and such, I do feel the school is too restrictive, yet doesn't do a thing for anything more serious like hardcore bullying. Hope you enjoy this one. Post your comments.
victoria aut mors
Sledge (Hammer)
HAMMER FALLS.
Perfect metaphor.
BREAKING WALLS,
Of that I'm sure.
HAMMER FALLS.
The earth trembles.
BREAKING WALLS,
A QUAKE CRESCENDO.
I feel myself falling,
falling down.
Ripped asunder,
to the CHORUS OF THUNDER.
BREAKING
Against the might of the hammer.
BREAKING
More souls destroyed.
BREAKING
To the hammers will.
BREAKING
Won't BE DESTROYED.
AND THE HAMMER FALLS.
Perfect metaphor.
BREAKING WALLS,
Of that I'm sure.
HAMMER FALLS.
The earth trembles.
BREAKING WALLS,
A QUAKE CRESCENDO.
LOST
Who am I?
AFRAID
Don't know why.
ANGRY
Why'd it happen?
FALLING, it's dire,
to the beat of FIRE.
POUNDED
Against the might of the hammer.
POUNDED
Some souls in pain.
POUNDED
To the shape of the hammer.
POUNDED
Won't BE DESTROYED.
AND THE HAMMER FALLS.
Perfect metaphor.
BREAKING WALLS,
Of that I'm sure.
HAMMER FALLS.
The earth trembles.
BREAKING WALLS,
A QUAKE CRESCENDO.
NUMB
Who was I?
UNSURE
Who am I?
RESOLVE
Gotta change soon.
DANCING, I hit my mark,
to the DANCE OF THE DARK
BROKEN
Against the might of the hammer.
BROKEN
The souls are gone.
BROKEN
To the hammer's will.
BROKEN,
IT'S BEEN DESTROYED.
AND THE HAMMER FALLS.
Perfect metaphor.
BREAKING WALLS,
Perfect metaphor.
THE HAMMER FALLS.
Perfect metaphor.
BREAKING WALLS.
Of that I'm SURE
THE HAMMER FALLS,
A QUAKE CRESCENDO.
THE HAMMER FALLS,
A QUAKE CRESENDO.
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And here's my lucky number seventh song. It shows that school hours are good for something. Song writing.
And on a volume scale it's WAY up there. Comments? Thoughts? Views? Whatever?
victoria aut mors
Fiery Resolve (Eyes of Flame)
Resolve,
thoughts of vengeance.
For what?
Can't be sure.
Inside,
writhing agony.
My fury...
I WILL USE
EYES OF FLAME
FISTS WILL MAIM
CAN YOU FEEL
FEEL MY INTENSITY
ITS TOO REAL
LIKE AN INFERNO INSIDE
ENGULFING ME IN
FIERY RESOLVE
I FEEL IT INSIDE
IT BURNS MY SOUL
LEAVING NOTHING
LEAVING A HOLE
I'm often happy,
rarely feelin' crappy,
I win most gambles,
and contests of skill.
But hurt my mates,
those I care about,
You'll see I got no,
NO GRIP ON MY WILL
EYES OF FLAME
FISTS WILL MAIM
CAN YOU FEEL
FEEL MY INTENSITY
ITS TOO REAL
LIKE AN INFERNO INSIDE
ENGULFING ME IN
FIERY RESOLVE
I FEEL IT INSIDE
IT BURNS MY SOUL
LEAVING NOTHING
LEAVING A HOLE
I am me,
but so is he.
The fury I use,
I often abuse.
Locked up inside,
refusing to hide,
he'll get out then with,
NO CONTROL
EYES OF FLAME
FISTS WILL MAIM
CAN YOU FEEL
FEEL MY INTENSITY
ITS TOO REAL
LIKE AN INFERNO INSIDE
ENGULFING ME IN
FIERY RESOLVE
I FEEL IT INSIDE
IT BURNS MY SOUL
LEAVING NOTHING
LEAVING A HOLE
It's too cruel,
a fighting ghoul.
Old self,
long forgotten,
It gives me pain.
Be me again,
in a while,
Til then be hid,
by a drunken smile.
Time will heal,
of that I hope,
long to be the old,
the guy, that dope.
EYES OF FLAME
FISTS WILL MAIM
CAN YOU FEEL
FEEL MY INTENSITY
IT BURNS MY SOUL
LEAVING A HOLE
EYES OF FLAME
FISTS WILL MAIM
CAN YOU FEEL
FEEL MY INTENSITY
IT BURNS MY SOUL
LEAVING A HOLE
A BURNING FIERY RESOLVE
victoria aut mors
Shit, that's awesome. I could really... Feel the song, you know? [if that makes any sence]
But wow, incredible lyrics. You really are a great lyricist. It's just... Wow. lol.
I've been on this site since 2006 woah
It seem like you've been on overtime at school....good for you. It doesn have a certain result. And the result is really good. I especially like the last one.
One can see that you know your share when it come to resolve; a fiery resolve...that's the Resolve No1!!!!
I have very little understanding as to what good poetry/lyrics is cause I've never done poetry and the likes myself, but these were very entertaining to read, so they're obviously fantastic. My favorite one was the Song For the Fallen. I can't say exactly why it was my favorite, but it felt good.
Joker Card
Dealing out the deck of my life,
which card have I drawn?
A joker card,
philosopher and fool,
ideas both kept and torn.
I couldn't be the ace,
since I lack a single face.
Not a heart, nor a spade,
my lines they seem to fade.
I'M NOT THE ACE, NO!
I'm the joker card,
a smart arse,
a jack-of-every trade.
My legacy's a real farce.
My only claim to fame,
is that I won't play every game,
C'mon it ain't that hard.
I'm similar to a king,
in that I wear a ring,
though finery on most parts,
just really ain't my thing.
Though I don't follow,
I'm no leader, so
I'M NO KING, NO!
I'm the joker card,
a smart arse,
a jack-of-every trade.
My legacy's a real farce.
My only claim to fame,
is that I won't play every game,
C'mon it ain't that hard.
I cannot be a queen.
Wondering what I mean?
Well I look shit in a dress,
for a guy it's still a mess.
I'm a straight man,
a lady's fan, so,
I'M NO QUEEN, NO!
I'm the joker card,
a smart arse,
a jack-of-every trade.
My legacy's a real farce.
My only claim to fame,
is that I won't play every game,
C'mon it ain't that hard.
Am I a jack,
a subservient hack,
pleasing those in power?
No, I'm a fool,
I think slavery's cruel,
I'd rather have a cold shower.
I'M NO JACK, NO!
I'm the joker card,
a smart arse,
a jack-of-every trade.
My legacy's a real farce.
My only claim to fame,
is that I won't play every game,
C'mon it ain't that hard.
It really ain't that hard.
Who am I, guess?
I'm the joker card.
Who am I, mate?
I'm the joker card.
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Feel free to comment.
victoria aut mors
lol
Awesome dude, just add a beat and you are a star.
I'll get the V.I.P. tickets for your concert , right?!
FINAL FANTASY RULES!!!
A PROUD MEMBER OF THE STUUUUPIDEST CLUB...EVER! STONER BROTHERS UNITE !
SoD: What should I give to my girlfriend for Valentines Day?
Pete: My suggestion is two presents. Get her something of meaning to the both of you, and a dildo. If she doesn't like the first gift, she can go **** herself.
My Family:
My awesome sister which I love very much <3--Vampiric.Delirium
My lazy, random, super-duper, twice-removed cousin-- Ralz
My forever intoxicated vigilante brother--Celtic_Silver
My Godsmack Addicted Brother--Omega Weapon
My dark wolf obsessed somebody--Darkwolf
My Bahamut loving sister--Bahamut1990
My forever banned cousin--Dark_Angel2
My sweet vanilla cousin--OceanEyes28
My wacky evil loving sister--Annikit
Keep reading.
- celtic
victoria aut mors
Wine Bottle Air Guitar
Being a drunk can be quite insane,
do not be fooled by other's disdain.
Wine Bottle Air Guitar,
Uno card poker,
the best by far.
I dance to an unseen beat,
music's not playing,
I can't feel my feet.
Breaking stuff when on the rum,
sobering up makes it seem dumb.
Pegging stuff at each other,
hope it don't hit his little brother.
A little of this, a little of that,
make you vomit, make you shat.
Wine Bottle Air Guitar,
Uno card poker,
the best by far.
I dance to an unseen beat,
music's not playing,
I can't feel my feet.
A random thing here,
a random thing there,
a random thing everywhere.
People get rough,
lucky we're tough,
so we have no cares.
Down that shit,
that's the stuff,
it'll be a real hit.
The red is tough,
can't have have enough,
I really, really mean it.
Wine Bottle Air Guitar,
Uno card poker,
the best by far.
I dance to an unseen beat,
music's not playing,
I can't feel my feet.
Oh yeah, feel my soul,
it's rock 'an' roll,
I really feel it moving.
In my gut,
a lot of booze,
the only way to snooze.
I drank some white,
it had no fight,
and therefore no meaning.
So I went to the store,
then I got more,
man, my eyes were gleaming.
Wine Bottle Air Guitar,
In it's own right,
makes me a star.
I danced to the unseen beat,
music wasn't playing,
I fell off my feet.
Wine Bottle Air Guitar,
in my own mind I am a star.
Wine Bottle Air Guitar,
in my head I will go far.
Wine Bottle Air Guitar,
delusional I raise the bar.
Wine Botle Air Guitar,
Nananana na nanana.
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And there's my tenth song. Once again feel free to comment.
victoria aut mors
Blurring of the Lines
I rely on my mates.
Cause I know,
Yeah I know,
they'll never abandon,
never abandon me.
All is well,
but then I see,
I see a hole,
a hole where,
no hole should be seen.
WHAT IS THIS?
I lost who I am,
Or who I used to be.
Cost for this shared destiny?
GIVING UP MY IDENTITY
What did I do before?
Will it ever be again,
and is it worth the mem'ry?
I really need to think,
there's desire to remember,
but was it even ever good?
WHAT IS THIS?
I lost who I am,
Or who I used to be.
Cost for this shared destiny?
GIVING UP MY IDENTITY
I can't look to the past,
I can't look to the future,
I live for the here and the now.
Don't have a real background,
I got no real dreams,
ambition, a curse it seems...
WHAT IS THIS?
I lost who I am,
Or who I used to be.
Cost for this shared destiny?
GIVING UP MY IDENTITY
I still draw breath,
but I wonder,
Wonder if I'm still alive.
I laugh, and I smile,
I fake it for a while,
giving out another high five.
WHAT IS THIS?
I lost who I am,
Or who I used to be.
Cost for this shared destiny?
GIVING UP MY IDENTITY
MY LINES ARE BLURRING
Need to who I am,
LINES ARE BLURRING
Wish I knew who I was,
LINES ARE BLURRING
Can I give it all up?
LINES THEY BLUR
A new me.
A BLUR
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I hope you like this one. And feel free to comment on it or any of my others.
victoria aut mors
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