One day you are going to lose everything you have. Nothing will prepare you for that day. Not faith... not religion... nothing. When someone you love dies, you will know emptiness... you will know what it is to be completely and utterly alone. You will never forget and never ever forgive... ...so, if anything, at least take this lesson from The Crow: think about what you have to lose.
If you are someone who has nothing to lose, then you are already here... and your lesson is a much more difficult one.
-- John Bergin, from the Introduction to The Crow --
* *PAIN * * FEAR * * IRONY * * DESPAIR * * DEATH* *
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PAIN
A year ago... A cold October night...
A broken down car on a dirt road...
A man... a girl... maddness... pain... and the shadows...
my god, the shadows...
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FEAR
He screams and screams and pounds his head
against the wall until wailing phantom firetrucks
paces across his vision.
Pain, pain is all he wants.
And hate, yes hate.
We shall never forget and never forgive.
And never ever fear.
Fear is for the enemy.
Fear and Bullets.
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IRONY
The tides of sin draw tighter and brighter,
The hours become heavier and weighted,
And the shadows smile, dark and wild.
This is when hope and desire collapse,
The arc of the dream descends into despair,
When innocent lovers dance
Like angels on fire.
This is when the night comes down,
A hammer on an anvil,
And the only absolution accepted
Is a legacy of brutality.
A single note rings on and on and on.
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DESPAIR
Here dwells a snake, one thousand miles long
Coiled, one thousand miles deep
Eyes like candy, it has eyes like candy
Hard and blue, but soft as kittens feet
Out of sight or in the element of light
It could be a devil, it could be an angel
With spiders inside a vision from hell
Its spine is a vertical scream
Slow as concrete, blurred as a dream
It spins round and down on an axis of atrocity
Fueled by inertia, depth, radius, and velocity,
Its soul - a twisted wreckage of despair and pain
And the spiders inside are just praying for rain
Killing time killing time
And praying for rain
One thousand miles deep
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DEATH
It's not death if you refuse It...
It is if you accept It.
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