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BlackBoxWarrior - OKULTRA (Live In Studio) - Will Wood

Vessel

House Of Gold

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A Karkat Vantas Fansong, long awaited. It's basically about Karkat's perspective on Gamzee, Terezi and recent happenings in homestuck canon. Slightly spoiler.

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LYRICS
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There will be no soft sounds this time
no arms, not mine at least
should've expect this, I guess, no “shh” can sooth your beast
and it was my problem once, that violence inside your eyes
bright red and high with death and pie, and rage that never dies

and I used to blame myself, then I blamed everybody else, but never you
cause you were just a messed up kid, 
who'd step in it, get scared and sit,
and pray for goats and gods who would know what to forbid 

and when you would reach out, well I'd run my big mean mouth and make it worse
And maybe I deserve that hurt, 
destruction of my universe, 
so if you've gotta beat somebody up don't make it her.

I'm sorry, I messed up, I'm not a leader anymore.
I'm sorry, I messed up, I'm not a leader. 
Not a leader.
Not a leader, friend.

No more attempts to make you see, I tried, he succeeded, oh well
but what I can say to a girl who'd play with a noose of excuses until
her big wicked grin disappears in the smoke, and crack goes the rope pulled true
I know enough about doubt, and hating myself, to tell that you now know it too

and I used to blame myself, then I blamed everybody else, including you
but you were perfect as you were
all angled out, a blinding blur
so bright and beautiful, and clever, yeah for sure

But when you would reach out, well I'd run my big mean mouth and make a mess
And now it's my turn to confess
I wasn't there, I didn't guess
that you were slipping, 'till you tripped right off the edge

I'm sorry, I messed up, I'm not a leader anymore
I'm sorry, I messed up, I'm not a leader,not a leader, not a leader...

Said a thousands words but they never helped
I hid my scars from you out of shame
Took up the cause, Yeah I took the helm
But I'm not the only one who's changed
I knew you first, I knew you best
I wish I'd stopped it way back then
when things were bad, but they still made sense
when we were kids, when we were friends.

Friendleaders...

Friend, Leader.

Marsha Thankk You for the Dialectics but I Need You to leave will wood

Amen! I am only a man, howling at your face in the moon.
Hot damn! But no holy man, kneeling in the stained-glass tomb.
As all hell breaks loose, as all hells always do, aw what the hell can I do to have a little more heaven with you?
Hot damn, you all a part of my plan, cataclysmic Catechism catch-22.

Your body, my temple, baby. Your body, my temple.

So when the cattle fall dead and the waters run red
I'll be your lamb's blood on the wall
God isn't dead, but that's exactly what I've been dreadin' 
After all the meek inherited fuck all.
Jesus Christ, I will die for my own damn sins, if you help those who help themselves.
My superstitions, your visage, my visions. 
Furtherin' the fever of your fervor, for believin'. I will.

Your body, my temple, baby. Your body, my temple.

I'll be your blessing in disguise, whip the mask off my good side.
I'm all stripped down naked for you but still asking you to loosen up my buttons, baby.
You got my whole world in your hands, got that little blue spot, and you really ain't got no idea how much this thing orbits you, now, do you honey?
Please relieve me of my dreaming, I'm kneeling, begging, pleading, for my savory-sweet release of death.
Oh, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die, so I can taste your name on my final breath.

Your body, my temple, baby. Your body, my temple.

Am I supposed to call this flagellation? 
Trade confessions for questions, just us second guessing, I guess, now am I 
missing the message? Its essence goes over my head 
like a halo. Like a halo. 
Like a halo.

The wine in my veins fermenting my brain. 
My body, my bread, they're all gonna rise again.
So be my golden calf life a fresh cut of veal, 
after all we're both dead meat.
My forbidden honeydew, honey do you need a hot meal? 
Just save me half. Yeah, I could eat.

Your body, my temple, baby. Your body, my temple, baby.

Camp Here & There: Campfire Songs Edition

Your Body, My Temple (Song)

♈Pic♈~http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_memo7wEw8E1rorimd_1354828416_cover.png
♈totalspiffage♈~http://www.youtube.com/user/totalspiffagesongs?feature=watch

♈Lyrics♈
I'm coming back again
Seemed I was gone forever
Remember how I was a frog-eyed sprite?
I said I was okay
That statement's now contentious
But with this circuitry
I'll see that you're the one fried

I want to have my payback
Show I have not moved on
I used to hope you'd live
But now I only want you gone

And I was not like you
Spidery, selfish, skinny
But Roboradia is just as blue
Equius woke me up
So we could bleed together
Navy and cobalt mix to such a wonderful hue

We both have short, sad lives left
And I have not moved on
Time we fast-forward through them
Now I only want you gone

Goodbye my dearest friend...
Oh, did you think I meant you?
You thought it funny when you moved his hands
And forced him to erase
The only one he cared for
I will delete you, reassure him that I'm not mad

Go to Terezi's laughter
Time you were moving on
You are not just my problem
Now I only want you gone
Now I only want you gone
Now I only want you gone

♈Want Y0u G0ne♈-Homestuck

Sweet Little Bumblebee (Mituna!!!)

Hand Me My Shovel, I'm Going In!

SELF-iSH

Cotard's Solution (Anatta​/​Dukkha​/​Anicca)

Cotards' Solution (Anatta, Dukkha, Anicca)

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Homestuck Filk. A rough, sort of weird Aradia fansong I had to get out of my head. Made with my voice. A lot of my voice.

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LYRICS
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I found a few spare milliseconds I'm prepared to waste
I've been leaving copies of myself across paradox space

I've been a body with no soul, and a soul in metal, cold.
Please trust in what I tell you. Don't you know that I am made of time?

What a chorus line of corpses we've collected
At least we're good at one thing I suppose
It's nice to feel excited once again
Let's throw the loveliest of human funerals

I used to feel I stood for something, then I just felt fine
I've fallen prey to feeling some emotions that weren't mine

I was never really gone at all, but you believed I was
So, I'm sorry that I left but I've returned to help our cause

In our story I do not narrate, I just fill the margins
With bubbles, circles shapes where we may place our fallen friends

Has it been years or days or has it been a breath?
I may be Maid of Time but I am also Maid of death

Made of Death

Some experimental, sort of jazzy, rather dark Equius Filk. I recommend headphones for this one.

Music/Lyrics (c)PhemieC
Homestuck(c)Andrew Hussie

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LYRICS
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Little boy blue, don't you play too rough with your new toy
if you touch her, she'll break and her blood is so annoying
don't you like to watch, much like a shadow lost in the shade?
Make her, you'll unmake her, but you'd rather be unmade

Oh 
It's not my place to interfere, my dear
Oh, no
Will you embrace me and erase my fear?
Woah
Wipe me out like a stain, with a grin I will hang from your string
And by your judgment of my merit I'll inherit nothing

Nothing is what I deserve
Nothing is what I have earned
If nothing is what you have chosen to give me
Then nothing is for what I yearn
Nothing lasts forever, nothing really matters
Nothing never breaks, busts, bends, rusts, upends or shatters.

I've never had a weakness that couldn't be destroyed
And I've never had a sinful thought that couldn't be avoided
Control your temper, control your language, or anguish in languid soul
It's what you were born to do, but you'd rather be controlled

Oh
I just presumed that you’d refuse me
Oh, no
Excuse this common fool his crudity
Woah
Break this wild horse, I will not fight, 'cause of course I would win
And I'd much rather give in and bare it all 'till I inheret nothing

Nothing is what I deserve
Nothing is what I have earned
If nothing is what you have chosen to give me
Then nothing is for what I yearn
Nothing lasts forever, nothing really matters
Nothing never breaks, busts, bends, rusts, upends or shatters.

I must obey the order, for I've order to restore
Each circuit sends a signal to the process in the core
and if none of this means anything than what's my anger for?
I'd rather be most anything, the dirt under your heel my king, 
a peasant or a pauper, or a knight in shining armor
what's required of your noble steed? Through your direction I am freed 
and neigh I say! I wont stand in the way of what you have decreed for-

Nothing is what I deserve
Nothing is what I have earned
If nothing is what you have chosen to give me
Then nothing is for what I yearn
Nothing lasts forever, nothing really matters
Nothing never breaks and nothing never shatters.

Inherit Nothing

LoudTronix

Eat - Jack Conte

A Beta Kids Christmas song, each stanza is a different kid. Happy Holidays folks!

Music/Lyrics (c) Me/PhemieC/Hamsters
Homestuck (c) Andrew Hussie 

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LYRCS
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You call me down for Christmas cake
Although that's not a thing, I sigh
but I take a plate, I take a bite
and the look that you give me is heavy with pride

You bring me sticks that you find in the wild 
and I count every one and then hang them 
over the fire with patterns of wire and bow 
then we roll on the carpet and howl in the snow

There is a place that I'm home
In condos, apartments, in suburbs and islands
there is a face that I know
and wherever it is I find that my Christmas isn’t cold

You wake me up by dumping presents 
on my bed and forcing my head 
into a hat that's red and white, 
then it's up to the roof for a snowball fight

You get the brandy and offer me some 
although we both know I'm too young 
and when I refuse you're amused then pass out 
so I turn on the reruns and watch them with you on the couch

There is a place that I'm home
In condos, apartments, in suburbs and islands
there is a face that I know
and wherever it is I find that my Christmas isn’t cold
that my Christmas isn’t cold

It's the end of the day and it's way too late 
but I log in just to say “Hi!”
What's up? What did you get? What was your Christmas like?

There is a place that I'm home
In condos, apartments, in suburbs and islands
there is a face that I know
and wherever it is I find that my Christmas isn’t cold
my Christmas isn’t cold (x6)
Ho, ho, ho...home.

Home

A GamTav song, written for a Valentines Day contest. Veeeery angsty, Also there's a swear word! :0

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Music/Lyrics (c) PhemieC/Hamsters
Homestuck(c) Andrew Hussie

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LYRICS
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Boy, you get my guts tied up in such a twisted noisy ruckus
Heaven sent that you are, wouldn't lift a claw or cut me off 'cause
Rambling as I ever am I shamble to your chair and stables
Watch you all enraptured as you shuffle cards and stutter fables

Break my habit, you're my habit, I'd trade my limbs for one of you
Two legs for two lips, now I'd say that's a fair trade, wouldn't you?
Drop my habit, you're my habit, I'd trade my habit to get you back and I'm
Like a fool without a calling, like a heartsick fool

Boy, you like to play the martyr, but if I pray a little harder
If I close the window and come back here when I'm not so sober
If I said it plainly not in riddle-rhymes, all cagey, 
Would you answer with a smile made of brackets or look at me strangely?

Break my habit, you're my habit, I'd trade my limbs for one of you
Two legs for two lips, now I'd say that's a fair trade, wouldn't you?
Drop my habit, you were my habit, I'd trade my habit to get you back and 
It's you and I again just writing, shiftless, click clack clicking, grinning 
Like a fool without a calling, like a heartsick fool

Boy, you're on the floor and on my fingers, dripping from my kisses
Eyes so vacant, would you hate it, if I said you look delicious?
The laughter dies and rots inside me, brother, it is you all over
Stay beside me here and guide me, unrequited would-be lover

Took my miracle, you're my miracle, I'd trade my brains for one of you
Two gods for two voices, I'd say that's a fair trade, wouldn't you?
Need a miracle, you're my miracle, I'd trade a miracle to get you back and I'm
Left without a friend, soaked to the bone and backwards bent 
I'm seeing shades, screaming repent your sickness leave it here for lent 
Now witness, here, a fool without a calling! I'm a heartsick fool.
Still the fool without a calling, still a fucking fool.

Made of Death

Hamsters

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