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Some of us have the own experiences
Taken with years of life
And now this new sucker generation
Want to exterminate our worth
They can kill our glory
But can't kill our legacy
Cause we still live that glorious world
That glorious primeval world
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Words, English words, are full of echoes, of other's memories, of other's associations – naturally. They have been out and about, on people’s lips, in their houses, in the streets, in the fields, for so many centuries. And that is one of the chief difficulties in writing them today – that they are so stored with meanings, with memories, that they have contracted so many famous marriages.
The splendid word “incarnadine,” for example – who can use it without remembering also “multitudinous seas”? In the old days, of course, when English was a new language, writers could invent new words and use them. Nowadays it is easy enough to invent new words – they spring to the lips whenever we see a new sight or feel a new sensation – but we cannot use them because the language is old. You cannot use a brand new word in an old language because of the very obvious yet mysterious fact that a word is not a single and separate entity, but part of other words. It is not a word indeed until it is part of a sentence.
Words belong to each other, although, of course, only a great writer knows that the word “incarnadine” belongs to “multitudinous seas”. To combine new words with old words is fatal to the constitution of the sentence. In order to use new words properly you would have to invent a new language; and that, though no doubt we shall come to it, is not at the moment our business. Our business is to see what we can do with the English language as it is. How can we combine the old words in new orders so that they survive, so that they create beauty, so that they tell the truth? That is the question.
And the person who could answer that question would deserve whatever crown of glory the world has to offer. Think what it would mean if you could teach, if you could learn, the art of writing. Why, every book, every newspaper would tell the truth, would create beauty. But there is, it would appear, some obstacle in the way, some hindrance to the teaching of words. For though at this moment at least 100 professors are lecturing upon the literature of the past, at least a thousand critics are reviewing the literature of the present, and hundreds upon hundreds of young men and women are passing examinations in English literature with the utmost credit, still – do we write better, do we read better than we read and wrote 400 years ago when we were unlectured, uncriticised, untaught? Is our Georgian literature a patch on the Elizabethan?
Where then are we to lay the blame? Not on our professors; not on our reviewers; not on our writers; but on words. It is words that are to blame. They are the wildest, freest, most irresponsible, most unteachable of all things. Of course, you can catch them and sort them and place them in alphabetical order in dictionaries. But words do not live in dictionaries; they live in the mind. If you want proof of this, consider how often in moments of emotion when we most need words we find none. Yet there is the dictionary; there at our disposal are some half-a-million words all in alphabetical order.
But can we use them? No, because words do not live in dictionaries, they live in the mind. Look again at the dictionary. There beyond a doubt lie plays more splendid than Antony and Cleopatra; poems more lovely than the Ode to a Nightingale; novels beside which Pride and Prejudice or David Copperfield are the crude bunglings of amateurs.
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Stilnox - It's Me
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Tonight i wanna see...
What's under your bed
Tonight i wanna see...
Who's behind your back
It's me x4
It's me
A sad ghost
Following...
You...
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A vida pra quem acredita,
Não é passageira ilusão
E a morte se torna bendita
Porque é nossa libertação
Nós cremos na Vida eterna
E na feliz ressurreição
Quando de volta à casa paterna
Com o Pai os filhos se encontrarão
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Druslan - Moon Noose
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It's a low key night
For a beer and some small talk
Simple things for simple times
But you've got some low standards
For your inner circle, yes you do
Don't call me to tell me you love me, man
I've got enough of that all too real where I'm from
From those that stood tall in the dark
Without even trying, they aleviate scum
So when you wonder why you look like death
Look different than us
We're bleeding together, nowhere to be found
In a deeper place; in a longer strech of time
I'll bet it's lonely when you realize you can't live
in the place that we die
How do you show the world when they don't listen
Hang yourself high for the world to see
Spray it on the moon so the people believe
They don't want to see your misery
So why give them a choice?
They'll see you hanging from the moon
Until someone does worse,
then they'll forget you
and the empty noose
The noose hangs from you
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Big Blue Terminte raging the Woonasquatucket
'till at the head of the tidewater
Wieners go all the way down on Dike St.
No blood red tomato made pentagram here
How do we find our own tranquillity?
Sometimes it's just a misunderstood rarity
I wander through streets full of mills in decay
Spirits blowing through city from off the bay
Pensive rapport under somber skies of silk
Emotions are washed away by rivers of coffee milk
Rain, rain, rain, It rained all day long (over Fort
Thunder!)
Curse, Curse, Curse, the curse those who take over
(Gentrify none)
The wormhole is in reverse
And it's 1900. Tornadic waterspout time
Fish are now falling from two holes in the sky
Weather shifting as if God had been high
The chaotic storm crashes through the wave of heat
Hundreds of fish are flooding the city streets
Today, we dance in the rain no more
Today, we dance in fish!
Rain, beautiful fish!
Rain from the sky!
I dance like a mad man in a blissful fish shower
Nibbles Woodaway drinks an Awful Awful from the New York System
The sun returns, The rainbow with a purple stripe doesn't mean that much to me
But I'm happy it is here for you
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We all born for one reason
Maybe for live, maybe for love
Only us know our real propuse
Life without essence doesnt exist
But all in this world are a evolution
We all was evoluted
Now we live in the new world
The new modern world
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Low Entropy - Sweet Tune
05:07
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Ele era um menino, algum garoto só
Mas não tinha pinta de bocó
Estavam sempre chamando sua atenção
Cobrando dele atitudes padrão
Não queria ser um filho avesso
Nem o predileto de do abuello
Mas aí o caldo entornou
E sem pensar duas vezes, se mandou!
Fugiu de casa no primeiro circular que passou
Correu o mundo até aonde pôde
Mas no Leblon desceu do bonde
Porque sua grana acabou
Pena, que pena, garoto problema
Pena, que pena, garoto problema
Agora volta pra casa assustado
Ouve o sermão do pai, calado
Mas por dentro nem liga
Vai fugir de novo, sem deixar recado
Pena, que pena, garoto problema
Pena, que pena, garoto problema
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Indead - Gangsta Trap
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Atenção, atenção!
O baile vai começar!
Dia abafado, tô ligado, puta que pariu
Pegar o 64 pra ir pro calçadão
É o calçadão bem no meio de C.G.
Onde passo só de Bob pra poder a galera ver.
As minas se arrumando
Pros seus boys desarrumados
Esse é apenas uma cena do que acontece todo dia
Os milhares transeuntes que usam essa via
Sempre dou chega lá no calçadão
Onde encontro os camaradas pra depois fazer o som
Ir na barraca do Russo, a gente é cria do asfalto
Mas sempre fique atento e olhe pro alto.
Tem dias que fazem sol
O sol é escaldante num asfalto sagaz
Se o dia ficar nublado
Eu já fico preocupado
Pois chega o mormaço
Pra anunciar a chuva
E se cai a chuva
É sempre bem vinda
Levantando o cheiro de asfalto quente
Todos correm da chuva
E esperam o sol
Mas quando o sol chega
Neguinho pede que chova.
Que chova
Que chova
Que chova
E quando a noite cai
A gente ruma pro barzinho
Levando a Kátia de casa
E os persona não entendem porque sempre fale
E ficam na calçada de vez de Flash Back
Bar da Llians e da Rosa, Tijolinho, Extra Hard e o ensaio das Artes.
E sempre a noite cai
E os malungos vão pros cantos sempre querendo mais
E nunca é suficiente e se imenda os dias nas ruas
Mas já é meio dia e aparecem suas
Minas que já estão di novo arrumada
Enquanto os boysinhos estão esculachados
(Pode crer!)
Tem dias que fazem sol
O sol é escaldante num asfalto sagaz
Se o dia ficar nublado
Eu já fico preocupado
Pois chega o mormaço
Pra anunciar a chuva
E se cai a chuva
É sempre bem vinda
Levantando o cheiro de asfalto quente
Todos correm da chuva
E esperam o sol
Mas quando o sol chega
Neguinho pede que chova.
Que chova
Que chova
Que chova
Dia abafado, tô ligado, puta que pariu
Pegar o 64 pra ir pro calçadão
É o calçadão bem no meio de C.G.
Onde passo só de Bob pra poder a galera ver.
As minas se arrumando
Pros seus boys desarrumados
Esse é apenas uma cena do que acontece todo dia
Os milhares transeuntes que usam essa via
Sempre dou chega lá no calçadão
Onde encontro os camaradas pra depois fazer o som
Ir na barraca do Russo, a gente é cria do asfalto
Mas sempre fique atento e olhe pro alto.
Tem dias que fazem sol
O sol é escaldante num asfalto sagaz
Se o dia ficar nublado
Eu já fico preocupado
Pois chega o mormaço
Pra anunciar a chuva
E se cai a chuva
É sempre bem vinda
Levantando o cheiro de asfalto quente
Todos correm da chuva
E esperam o sol
Mas quando o sol chega
Neguinho pede que chova
(Pode crer!)
E quando a noite cai
A gente ruma pro barzinho
Levando a Kátia de casa
E os persona não entendem porque sempre fale
E ficam na calçada de vez de Flash Back
Bar da Llians e da Rosa, Tijolinho, Extra Hard e o ensaio das Artes.
E sempre a noite cai
E os malungos vão pros cantos sempre querendo mais
E nunca é suficiente e se imenda os dias nas ruas
Mas já é meio dia e aparecem suas
Minas que já estão di novo arrumada
Enquanto os boysinhos estão esculachados
Tem dias que fazem sol
O sol é escaldante num asfalto sagaz
Se o dia ficar nublado
Eu já fico preocupado
Pois chega o mormaço
Pra anunciar a chuva
E se cai a chuva
É sempre bem vinda
Levantando o cheiro de asfalto quente
Todos correm da chuva
E esperam o sol
Mas quando o sol chega
Neguinho pede que chova!
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Ankalogon - Massacre
03:01
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LVKTAL - THE CVLT
05:00
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Origin Of Styx - Devil
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SRVTR - Friendz
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VastemiK - XTCORE
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7!cHO - Nova Crossed
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Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
I just wanted you to know
That baby, you the best
I got my red dress on tonight
Dancin' in the dark in the pale moonlight
Done my hair up real big, beauty queen style
High heels off, I'm feelin' alive
Oh my God, I feel it in the air
Telephone wires above
Are sizzlin' like a snare
Honey I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere
Nothin' scares me anymore
Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
I just wanted you to know
That baby, you the best
I got that summertime, summertime sadness
Su-su-summertime, summertime sadness
Got that summertime, summertime sadness oh oh
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Gabberdoom - Loud!!!
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monoqlom - Sun Shower
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DJ Mucus - Stuck @ 120
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Weapons, Misery, Sickness and Desiguality
This could to be just a nightmare, but doesnt
The real world is more scary that we see
But we are the tomorrow stars
Lets scream for the rebelion
Lets fight for our freedom
Lets make some noise to this fucking world
This chaotic world!
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MUWN - To Soul
04:47
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Mitei Narico - Idealism
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Eu não vou negar
Que sou louco por você
Tô maluco pra te ver
Eu não vou negar
Eu não vou negar
Sem você tudo é saudade
Você trás felicidade
Eu não vou negar
Eu não vou negar
Você é meu doce mel
Meu pedacinho de céu
Eu não vou negar
Você é minha doce amada
Minha alegria
Meu conto de fada
Minha fantasia
A paz que eu preciso pra sobreviver
E eu sou o seu apaixonado
De alma transparente
Um louco alucinado
Meio inconsequente
Um caso complicado, de se entender
É o amor
Que mexe com minha cabeça
E me deixa assim
Que faz eu pensar em você
E esquecer de mim
Que faz eu esquecer que a vida
É feita pra viver
É o amor
Que veio como um tiro certo
No meu coração
Que derrubou a base forte da minha paixão
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√π- - åməøirƌi ǽrǽŋił
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RAUPPWAR - Schizotypy
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I ♥ Black Bear - Quickie
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Status: Kawakami - Loser
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Yiffs Fy - Wild Sex
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