A blog in an attempt to overturn the prejudice, the lies and the hate that has been generated by hatemongers. By right, cowardly liars who without any dignity or shame lied n lie to the innocent Worldwide Web surfers. Well, maybe not all are that innocent, but yet, they deserve the truth, if not entitled to it.
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Looking For Love: MSG
Cause I knew the answers before I had to go
To say I'm just wasting my time
What kind of a friend would you be?
You know that better than I
Hand me a friendship that puts me to the test
Then you wouldn't be any better than all the rest
Don't say I'm just wasting my time
What kind of a friend would you be?
You know that better than I
Looking for love, looking for a friend
Looking for love in the end
Looking for love, you got to be the friend
Looking for love in the end
Always unfeeling and sometimes I'm so cold
The voice of my anger rings loud, so I'm told
Don't say I'm just wasting my time
What kind of a friend would you be?
You know that better than I
Looking for love, looking for a friend
Looking for love in the end
Looking for love, you got to be the friend
Looking for love in the end
Monday, November 21, 2011
The One Mile Shot
srizals
You boasted
You bragged
For making that one mile kill
Of your enemy
Blinded by the sight
Who could not even see you in that fight
You boasted
You bragged
For making that one mile kill
Of your enemy
Who took that one mile bullet
Looking for invaders
Looking for plunders
To teach them a lesson
That thou shall not kill
You boasted
You bragged
For making that one mile kill
Of your enemy
Who died one mile away from you
Defending his motherland
Defending his families and friends
You boasted
You bragged
For making that one mile kill
Don't forget
Don't ever, ever forget
That you were hiding all the time
That you were hiding all the time
When you took that shot.
You boasted
You bragged
For making that one mile kill
Of your enemy
Blinded by the sight
Who could not even see you in that fight
You boasted
You bragged
For making that one mile kill
Of your enemy
Who took that one mile bullet
Looking for invaders
Looking for plunders
To teach them a lesson
That thou shall not kill
You boasted
You bragged
For making that one mile kill
Of your enemy
Who died one mile away from you
Defending his motherland
Defending his families and friends
You boasted
You bragged
For making that one mile kill
Don't forget
Don't ever, ever forget
That you were hiding all the time
That you were hiding all the time
When you took that shot.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
The Sinless Man
srizals
I'm sorry I can't be a man like you
So full of glory
So full of stories
I'm just a plain, simple man, see
As any simple man can be
I'm sorry I can't be a man like you
So full of glory
So full of controversies
I'm a camera shy kind of a person
They say my face ain't photogenic enough
To be caught on any fancy infra-red cctv
I'm sorry I can't be a man like you
So full of glory
So full of bravery
I'm quite afraid of parading my sins like trophies
I'm a shy kind of a sinner, you see
So I won't be parading mine like yours for everyone to see
And making legal, petty excuses, so I could go Scot free
I'm sorry I can't be a man like you
Mr. Know It All who talks directly to God
I can only humbly pray to Him
And hope He would guide me with His mercy
In wading through all your wise lies and false persona
It's not easy to escape your deceit
I'm only a plain, simple sinner, you see
Unlike you that can hide your sins behind magnitude of reasoning
For the likes of you have all the backings of the saints and the sinless
Unlike me that must face it all like a man
I'm sorry I can't be a man like you
A prolific sneaky politician so destined for sweet success
Bathing under praises and thundering applause
Like a proud crowing rooster with its tail painted with poo
I'm not that cocky, you see
I don't have projects that worth millions
That would have eaten up more millions just to get it done
With finishing so distinguished, so refined
People might have thought they were made by the Neanderthals
I'm sorry I can't be a man like you
Having the backings of so many wise and holy men
Daring to threaten anyone that oppose you with Hell and Heaven
As if they are the owners and buyers of Heaven
And have a surety of not being thrown into Hell
I don't have any political interest to help me out, see
Nor empty promises to make you proud
I'm sorry I can't be a man like you
I have to answer for all my actions unlike you
Hidden or manifest
Of what people may or may not know
It doesn't really matter, you know
I'm not planning to stay in your mansion, see
Nor planning to play in your fancy toy house
I'm planning to go to a special place of eternity, see
A place where scientist can't prove his cryonics theory
I'm not made to end up like the cattle and the sheep
Nor should I end up being like the black little ant, don't you think so?
So again,
I'm truly sorry from the bottom of my small little heart
For not being able to be a great sinless man such as you.
I'm sorry I can't be a man like you
So full of glory
So full of stories
I'm just a plain, simple man, see
As any simple man can be
I'm sorry I can't be a man like you
So full of glory
So full of controversies
I'm a camera shy kind of a person
They say my face ain't photogenic enough
To be caught on any fancy infra-red cctv
I'm sorry I can't be a man like you
So full of glory
So full of bravery
I'm quite afraid of parading my sins like trophies
I'm a shy kind of a sinner, you see
So I won't be parading mine like yours for everyone to see
And making legal, petty excuses, so I could go Scot free
I'm sorry I can't be a man like you
Mr. Know It All who talks directly to God
I can only humbly pray to Him
And hope He would guide me with His mercy
In wading through all your wise lies and false persona
It's not easy to escape your deceit
I'm only a plain, simple sinner, you see
Unlike you that can hide your sins behind magnitude of reasoning
For the likes of you have all the backings of the saints and the sinless
Unlike me that must face it all like a man
I'm sorry I can't be a man like you
A prolific sneaky politician so destined for sweet success
Bathing under praises and thundering applause
Like a proud crowing rooster with its tail painted with poo
I'm not that cocky, you see
I don't have projects that worth millions
That would have eaten up more millions just to get it done
With finishing so distinguished, so refined
People might have thought they were made by the Neanderthals
I'm sorry I can't be a man like you
Having the backings of so many wise and holy men
Daring to threaten anyone that oppose you with Hell and Heaven
As if they are the owners and buyers of Heaven
And have a surety of not being thrown into Hell
I don't have any political interest to help me out, see
Nor empty promises to make you proud
I'm sorry I can't be a man like you
I have to answer for all my actions unlike you
Hidden or manifest
Of what people may or may not know
It doesn't really matter, you know
I'm not planning to stay in your mansion, see
Nor planning to play in your fancy toy house
I'm planning to go to a special place of eternity, see
A place where scientist can't prove his cryonics theory
I'm not made to end up like the cattle and the sheep
Nor should I end up being like the black little ant, don't you think so?
So again,
I'm truly sorry from the bottom of my small little heart
For not being able to be a great sinless man such as you.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
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