Member Rara Avis
Mumbai, India : now in Belgium
Give me a chance, and I will rip
your heart apart, tear away your soul,
But why should I take that nasty trip,
when I could use this finger to show my hate's bowl?
Jack the ripper is back, but with more subtlety...anger wreaks the most potent of viruses on mankind, but controlled anger is sheer pleasure to behold for the one who delivers, one shudders to think what happens to the recipient of such cold anger....
Pretty nasty, very real, reminds me of a few great rock songs, that rumble throught this rustic mind...Poor Mistreated Me, Bleeding Me!!!
Nice work with the 'hate' theme, Ethan, amazing title too!
Meanwhile back to the war zone with Pink Floyd...
Hey you, out there in the cold,
Getting lonely, getting old, can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisle,
With itchy feet and fading smile, can you feel me?
Hey you, don't help them to bury the light.
Don't give in without a fight.
Hey you, out there on your own,
Sitting naked by the phone, would you touch me?
Hey you, with your ear against the wall,
Waiting for someone to call out, would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home....
by Roger Waters (Pink Floyd) - The Wall
[This message has been edited by Sudhir Iyer (edited 06-09-2000).]