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I'm Gonna Win

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Isaiah 66:1-2

Where is the house you’ll build for Me,
And the place of My rest,
Where then is the house you’ll build for Me,
And the place of My rest,
Heaven is My throne and the earth,
The footstool for My feet,
Where then is the house you’ll build for Me,
And the place of My rest.


For all these things My hand has made,
And so all these things have come into being,
Declares Jehovah.
But to this kind of man will I look,
To him who is poor 
And of a contrite spirit,
And who trembles at My word.


Where then is the house you’ll build for Me,
And the place of My rest,
Where then is the house you’ll build for Me,
And the place of My rest
Heaven is My throne and the earth,
The footstool for My feet,
Where then is the house you’ll build for Me,
And the place of My rest.


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Isaías 66:1-2

1. ¿Dónde_está, pues, la casa que me habréis de_edificar? 
¿Y_ese lugar de Mi reposo, dónde_está_ese lugar?
 Mi trono_está en los cielos, 
 Y_en la tierra Mis pies. 
¿Dónde_está, pues, ese lugar que habréis de_edificar?
 
 Todas las cosas hice Yo,
 Todo lo que llegó_a existir,
 Jehová declara. 
 Pero miraré a_aquel hombre 
 Cuyo_espíritu es
 Contrito y pobre, 
 y que tiembla ante Mi. 

  2. ¿Dónde_está, pues, la casa que me habréis de_edificar? 
¿Y_ese lugar de Mi reposo, dónde_está_ese lugar? 
Mi trono_está en los cielos, 
Y_en la tierra Mis pies. 
¿Dónde_está, pues, ese lugar que habréis de_edificar?

traducción provisional


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Kitchen Fork Jack Conte

Bloody Nose VideoSong - Jack Conte

Starkiller

Let Live & Let Ghosts

Under My Skin

Homestuck filk. An Eridan Ampora fansong I recorded with a sore throat and a headache, don't ask me why...but I kind of like the result.

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

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LYRICS
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I am a prince and I live in a ship and I aim my rifle and I shoot from the hip
and I have a friend I pity quite a bit
she said “grab your gun let's have some fun, share with me your perigees 
I have responsibilities, I cannot run!” 

“I do not wish the death of any living thing, 
I might be a killer but one day I shall be queen 
and put an end to  slaughter, but until then I'm keen 
on staking claim to land and sea and everyfin between.”

I played a game with eleven fools who told me not to break the rules
but when have angels ever helped me yet?
and magic isn't real and anyway it doesn't matter 
cause no matter what I conjure it could not help be me deflect

the angry death of every hopeful thought 
that I might be a lover or a fighter that I’m not 
in someones spider web or net I could be caught 
but I'm too bitter, better off alone, guess I forgot

So what? Do you want me to say sorry?
should I apologize, when you ignore me?
I didn't ask to be right or to be lonely
or to be hatched into an ugly story

I am a prince and I had a pair of princesses in two sharp squares
but then I guess I bored them both to death
And now I think my calling is to break apart and fall to pieces
better yet invent a brand new method of ascension

I'm impressed, you've managed to survive 
but rest assured we'd all be better off dead than alive 
cause when they get a-hold of us we'll all be batter fried 
and I'm surprised that nobody's considered switching sides

So here I am, respectfully and royally destroying 
any chance of getting back on your good gills
And I don't want to be hurtful but if yellows the new purple 
well then bleeding's the new breathing, don't you think I will! 

I used to wish the death of every living thing 
I might be your killer but you'd never be my queen 
so put away your laughter, pack up your hopes and dreams 
I'm done with black back-handing and red pandering, it seems

That I am just pathetic, I won't be overlooked  
I'm past the point of fishing to get back upon your hook 
I've made a manifesto, I've been bested by a crook, but never more! 
I'm planning on reclaiming what he took...

So what? do you want me to say sorry?
should I apologize, when you ignore me?
I didn't ask to be right or to be lonely
or to be hatched into an ugly story
to be hatched into an ugly story

Oh my, this pantomime is getting gory

I am a prince and I live in a ship
I am a prince and I live in a ship

Ugly Story

Kurloz/Meulin filk. Track art by the incredibly talented <a href="http://nicholanton.tumblr.com/">Nicholanton</a>.

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Music/Lyrics (c) Me/Phemiec
Track Art (c) <a href="http://nicholanton.tumblr.com/">Nicholanton</a>
Homestuck (c) Andrew Hussie

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LYRICS
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I said a word
it got caught in my throat, and it burned
slipped off my tongue and I choked,
you were concerned for a second 
then cries echoed into the night, lesson learned

because you heard a word 
that I said, and this word how it rang 
in your head, it was loud and glorious, yes
and from where you lay on my chest 
well, you heard it best

but you held me closely while I screamed
and I watched the thinnest trails of green 
run down your neck, and drip from your chin 
thin trails of green, thin lines, on gray skin

Thin lines on gray skin
Thin lines on gray skin
where they world ends that's were we begin
my thin line, my thin line

I said a word
was it a blessing or curse?
Nobody knows the whole story, 
nobody hears me but you 
and you would have heard more if you could have I'm sure

because you heard my word, 
you still do with your hands, eyes and rest of you too
little stray on my lap, zealot, hellcat
can't forgive what I did to my dream-maker, 
(has thou forsaken her?)

And if you knew what I knew, would you object?
Are we madmen or soothsayers? Truthfully, sweet heretic?
I bit off the bit that silenced the world for you, sewed up my sin
With thin threads of black, thin lines on gray skin

Thin lines on gray skin
Thin lines on gray skin
when they world ends, that's where our work begins
my thin line, my thin line

Thin Lines

Haunt, The Cartoon Heart

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

An update fansong. Trickster Jane's POV. Enjoy! :)

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music/lyrics (c) phemiec/hamsters
Homestuck (c) Andrew Hussie

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LYRICS
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Hello, my candy coated darling, it's your vanilla baby
I've come to say I love you and I always have
I find it so amusing, I used to be confused and
afraid that you would never love me back

But now I see that we were always meant to be
you and me forever planting lots of family trees
counting out our children, half a zillion at least
we'll name the boys for you and we will name the girls for me

Hello, the sour peach of my skin, the sweetest poison icing
so tasty it could rot your teeth and brain
The chaotic consumption, the diabetic gumption
to do a thing like make me go insane

and leave this plane of reality completely
float among the clouds of pink and blue cotton candy
let's blast into space and race around like airplanes
spreading multicolored chem-trails, soda pop and acid rain

Feels so neat! Never wanna be myself again, I just wanna be SW--E--ET!
Feels so fun! Never wanna come back down...

Goodbye to heartbreak on my birthday, annoying boys who hurt me
with all the stupid things they do and say
I can't even remember, what I was so upset for
Spun sugar melts in water anyway

So no more crying, dry those tears, I'll end your pain
Soon you'll feel the cherry syrup running through your veins
Heaven is a grinning face with not a trace of shame
Take a taste of every flavour, favour anything but plain

Feels so neat! Never wanna be myself again, I just wanna be SW--E--ET!
Feels so fun! Never wanna come back down....

Sweet

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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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.

Fool

The digital release of 'Lent- the Single EP' includes  the radio edit of 'Lent' and 2 b-sides; the Danton Supple produced 'Foolishly Wrong' and the band's self-produced early favourite 'Stalker's Tango'

All 3 songs can be purchased on iTunes here: https://itunes.apple.com/gb/album/lent-single/id586010772 

Lent

A fansong for Abigail Hobbs from NBC's Hannibal. A great show and a great character.

Music&Lyrics (C) me, PhemieC.

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LYRICS
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With closed eyes I
see the knife slide
faith born in lies
you empathize

but I know what the monster looks like
I have kept his belly full
I know what the hunter fears
We're always hunted in our souls
I know what the monster looks like
My reflection tells me, so
special I expire daily
dime a dozen dark haired doe

Devils talk from both my shoulders, always othered, faded, cold
patiently my founding fathers hide my faults and fill my bowl
Picnic for three, my guardians and me 
one thinks that he's a killer and the other made me tea
A monster and a madman and a doctor in psychology

leather and fur
use and honor
each part of her
but when's my turn?

Is this what a family feels like?
With closed eyes, I see it all
the gutting hand, the cup of trust, 
the doleful eye, the chilling touch, 
the tailored suits, the scarf tied tight
my noose and I in the headlights

Devils talk from both my shoulders, who to trust and must I choose?
Understand, my founding fathers, what to honor, what to use
I bleach my bones and tan my hide, I braid my hair and eat my pride
I hammer my nails and hold my tongue, but it wont be enough, tonight.

Funeral for five, my guilt, my guile, my guardians and I


Ugly Story

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