Post by nymphetamine on Mar 25, 2009 23:59:02 GMT
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Your crazy. You throw random fits and pick fights just because you don't like someone's hair color.
Your mad. Always angry. You've hurt ones you loved. You've killed you family. Your just a killer.
Your very quiet. A little to quiet. The police busted down your door. You were eating your mother's flesh.
Your just a little insane. Always seeing things. You hear things your not suppose to. You call it 'The Devil's Voice.'
Your family was worried. Ones around you sent you here. So it's they're fault. All their fault. They did this to you.
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In te, Domine, speravi
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In te, Domine, speravi
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Now welcome to Finland. Danvers State Asylum sits in the middle. Your crazy. This asylum sits on an island on the coast of Finland where thousands (as people say) were killed and even committed suicide during a horrid and gory war between Finland and Scotland. Your crazy.
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Now welcome to Finland. Danvers State Asylum sits in the middle. Your crazy. This asylum sits on an island on the coast of Finland where thousands (as people say) were killed and even committed suicide during a horrid and gory war between Finland and Scotland. Your crazy.
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Sit sempiterna gloria
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Sit sempiterna gloria
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So welcome, my friend, to our asylum. Nothing seems wrong with it when your family brings you here; if they lived threw your fights. We're going to tell your family you will be kept safe, kept well, fed well and only given the best medicine. Your crazy. No one has ever believed you in your life because of what you've done.
But what will we really do to you? Throw you in a cell which is almost impossible to escape. Give your doctor's who are all beautiful, yet, they're hands are the ones who will cut you up just for fun. Your pretty much in a hostile situation. Your crazy. You get one phone call home after one week of staying here, then you must own the right to call and use the phone. The dead walks the halls. Ghost have been seen. People have been known to hang themselves to get away from the voices they here. People have shown up dead. But go ahead. Earn your right to call. Your crazy, remember? No one believes you if you tell them what you see and hear. They'll just agree and hang up the phone and go pray for God's help in his working hands to help you. But, your crazy, and you will seem even crazier once your here.
The sprits of patients killed have perhaps shown up here. But doctor's blame it on your medical conditions you have going on in your head to you loved and worried ones. Your crazy and all the doctors here are sweet-talkers with a good face and can get whatever they want. It has to make you wander; is the patients really crazy behind the bars of Danvers State Asylum, or, is there really something lurking in these halls that posses in the bodies of these people to make the doctor's just a bit... experimental in that lovely thing call torture.
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So welcome, my friend, to our asylum. Nothing seems wrong with it when your family brings you here; if they lived threw your fights. We're going to tell your family you will be kept safe, kept well, fed well and only given the best medicine. Your crazy. No one has ever believed you in your life because of what you've done.
But what will we really do to you? Throw you in a cell which is almost impossible to escape. Give your doctor's who are all beautiful, yet, they're hands are the ones who will cut you up just for fun. Your pretty much in a hostile situation. Your crazy. You get one phone call home after one week of staying here, then you must own the right to call and use the phone. The dead walks the halls. Ghost have been seen. People have been known to hang themselves to get away from the voices they here. People have shown up dead. But go ahead. Earn your right to call. Your crazy, remember? No one believes you if you tell them what you see and hear. They'll just agree and hang up the phone and go pray for God's help in his working hands to help you. But, your crazy, and you will seem even crazier once your here.
The sprits of patients killed have perhaps shown up here. But doctor's blame it on your medical conditions you have going on in your head to you loved and worried ones. Your crazy and all the doctors here are sweet-talkers with a good face and can get whatever they want. It has to make you wander; is the patients really crazy behind the bars of Danvers State Asylum, or, is there really something lurking in these halls that posses in the bodies of these people to make the doctor's just a bit... experimental in that lovely thing call torture.
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Domine, salvum fac populum tuum!!!
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Translation {Latin to English):
Libera me, Domine (Free me, Lord)
Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)
In te, Domine, speravi (In you, Lord, have I trusted)
Sit sempiterna gloria (May you always be praised)
Domine, salvum fac populum tuum (Lord, save your people)