Boyd Rice ...

Do you ever think about

what a lovely place the world would be

without all the people

that make life so unpleasant?

All the small, petty people

All the ugly, annoying people

It's hard not to think about it

I like to think about

what could be

done to these people

Something cruel

Something mean

Something just

But the meaner the better

Goodness knows they deserve it

Have you ever dreamed of

killing all the stupid people?

Not just the unintelligent people

but the sort that don't know anything about anything

but seem to have opinions about everything

They're only too ready to offer their advice about

how to run your life

And yet look at how they run their own lives

For the most part they've accomplished nothing

They've contributed nothing

Their lives are miserable

But they TALK,TALK,TALK,

At the very least their tongues should be cut out

At the very least ...

Let the Blackbirds kiss Me 

My Rhine Atrocity 

Oh, let the Blackbirds kiss Me 

My carcass beauty 

Time lost is never regained 

Time lost is never the same 

Of Pure Heart 

Of Pure Hound 

Too few, too many 

Oh, let the Blackbirds kiss Me 

Time lost is never regained 

Time lost is never the same 

Oh, let the Blackbirds kiss Me 

Let the Blackbirds kiss Me 

Oh, let the Blackbirds kiss Me 

My Rhine Atrocity 

Something of the terror 

It's in Our Blood 

So, let the Storm Flower flow 

Nectar from above 

I hold you in contempt 

Like a guilty dog 

My Rhine barbarity 

Shrouded in secrecy 

Time lost is never regained 

Time lost is never the same 

Let the Blackbirds kiss Me 

Oh, let the Blackbirds kiss Me 

Let the Blackbirds kiss Me 

My Rhine Atrocity 

Oh, let the Blackbirds kiss Me 

Let the Blackbirds kiss Me 

Oh, let the Blackbirds kiss Me 

My carrion trophy 

Oh, let the Blackbirds kiss Me 

Let the Blackbirds kiss Me 

Oh, let the Blackbirds kiss Me 

My Rhine Atrocity,........

"You love the sun, don’t you? - Yes, sun. And the moon and the stars… And the sea? - Yes, the sea. Guess I love the sea the most of all, but I’m afraid of it too. Guess we’re all a little afraid of what we love....."

 

"Get used to saying no 

Turn your back on the deceiver 

Whose whispers in your ear complicate your life 

Willpower, energy, example

What has to be done is done

Without wavering

Without worrying about what others think

Let obstacles only make you bigger

Get rid of those useless thoughts

Which are at best a waste of time

Don't waste your energy and your time

Throwing stones at the dogs that bark at you on the way

Ignore them

Don't put off your work until tomorrow

Don't succumb to that disease of character

Whose symptoms are a general lack of seriousness

Unsteadiness in action and speech

Foolishness

In a word: frivolity

If you clash with the character of one person or another

It has to be that way

You're not a dollar bill to be liked by everyone

If your character and that of those around you

Were soft and sweet like marshmallows

You would never become the person destiny's ordained

Don't stop to think about excuses

Get rid of them, and do what you should

You say you can't do more?

Couldn't it be, that you can't do less?

You never want to get to the bottom of things

At times because of politeness

Other times -- most times -- because you fear hurting yourself

Sometimes, again, because you fear hurting others

But always because of fear

With that fear of digging for the truth

You'll never be a man of good judgment

Don't be afraid of the truth

Even though the truth may mean your death"

Boyd Rice/"NON", Site officiel: http://www.boydrice.com/