| Rebecca 2007 Songs | The Hunt for TK (Weapon of My Choice) (Shape of My Heart- Sting) (Jan 2007) He walks the streets as an average man. And those he meets never suspect He doesn't seem odd in the way that he speaks Or by the way that he acts. We fear him 'cause he is a Namebreaker - A sacred enemy of chance The hidden foe amidst a sea of humanity. Him I met by dalliance. Chorus: I know that my claws are a weapon when in crinos I know that our Klaives are swords and not toys I know that teeth mean death for our foes But that's not the weapon of my choice. We passed threats throughout the summer We played hide and seek in the fall He was found in an alley with no eyes And no arms to speak of at all. And when I tell you that I took him in You'd be right to say there was something wrong. I'm not one to admit to a weakness instead I wrote this song. To the Sept, I apologize - I found out at a cost My actions do affect us all in terrible ways How easily the Veil can be crossed. So the task was set before me Hunt down the one that I had met End his life and bring back his head Then face the judgement of the Sept Tracked him long days and longer nights Seeking to right the wrong I had done Came upon him in a wood across the state Heard my approach, "So you are the one." We sparred with words; pleasant conversation. He questioned the justice of my task In my song, would I be the hero or the villian Even now I dare not ask. Chorus: My blade swung out in a perfect arc, Aimed true, he had not a chance But disappearing at the very last moment, Left nothing but shirt and pants. Fearing the worst, I sought him Not knowing how far he'd flee. Had he left this place with not way to follow? No. He'd gone up a tree. I played my game and went for a slapshot A move I guess he didn't suspect He fought back with only a word from a distance His power I learned to respect. His attack felt like being disembowelled While my stone flew straight and true Striking a blwo that for most would have dropped them With him there was more to do. We'd passed threats throughout the summer Seems he'd not lied at what he could do While in my care, we spoke at length quite often But of this I never knew. Chorus: My next shot, well it flew wide - Whether by chance or some other trick Deflected off a tree, aimed right back at me. But still I held my stick. He spoke, and the rending it continued. I doubled over from the pain Like those who won't give up in our tales and our stories Will alone let me stand again. Chorus: Now I am deemed a traitor. For the Veil and Caern that I did risk The time comes night when judgement will reign I'll finish my story brisk. My Rage fuelled slap - flew with power Landing right between his eyes. He collapsed, and I hobbled over. And then did take my prize. Chorus: (fades) |
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| Hell is Being Raised (Heaven Coming Down - Tea Party) (Jan 2007) With nothing to do, I'd wasted away Almost an exile Befriended a Namebreaker I'd gone astray Whose fault? Me, I'm thinking Ah, there's nothing to say "I messed up bad and Rended the Veil" And it feels now Just like Hell is being raised. So strange was the day I found him mauled His life no longer the same A break from his past Might make this work Maybe just to hunt the Wyrm Ah, there's nothing to say. " I messed up bad and Risked the Caern" And it feels now Just like Hell is being raised My judgement was weak Now my pride has hit the ground I surrender To your will Rest assured Fenris I'm ashamed.. ooh.. And it feels now Just like Hell is being raised My judgement was weak Now my pride has hit the ground These doubts, this fate Took a path I wouldn't choose. Stay strong. Keep faith. There's a chance that it'll work through Hold on.. Rebecca. Hold on.. Rebecca Feels like Hell is being raised (repeat and fade) |
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| My Spirit Will Rise Again (The Eagle Will Rise Again - Alan Parson Project) (Jan 07) Oh how I have easily fallen from grace And soon another will take my place For the chance to join your chase As the end of my life are but moments away I lower my head to pray For the chance to see another day Many words are spoken but there's nothing to say They fall apon the ears of those who've kept the Way I've read between the lines, that lead towards the signs that lead me to you. All that I ask you Is know that I honour you and I'll obey Teach me how to reach you, I can't find my own way Help me see the light Help me do what's right... As the sun turns slowly around the sky Til the shadow of night is high The traitor prepares to die. And the days of her life are but grains of sand As they fall from your open hand And vanish upon the land. Many words are spoken but there's nothing to say. They fall upon the ears of those who know the Way To read between the lines, by following the signs that can lead to you. Just know that I honour you and I obey Teach me how to reach you I can't find my own way! Help me see the light, help me do what's right! And so with no warning no last goodbye In the dawn of the the morning sky ..... (the end line is purposely left unsung) |
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