Devils Live in a Quiet Pond

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Poor June
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Devils Live in a Quiet Pond

Post by Poor June »

gotta give it to the man above
sent down demon of love he was
firey lake brimstone bashin'
while sendin' us down below
to clean up the mess he made
and givin' in on a brighter day
but a burning of flesh
and of a hardened grave
a criminal below a mastermind
of swirling clouds of lightnings skies
burn burn burn then die... then die
no never die...
live i said a case i made
smoke a blunt and lightin' the day
cause i'm gettin' out of here someway

chorus:
the devil lives in a quiet pond
win me over a soul to dine
and i never leave
from a firey lake confide
supplied it
confide it

mary mary magdalene
how many sins it take to get in place like this
when a man live a brighter day
gotta ask how he got this way
to be by a devil in a place like this
gotta hold gat gotta fight back, gotta fight back
but no no never give in to a devil below
to a lord above, that clench his soul
that clench his soul
but i believe
there a brighter day for a man
that live on another side
live on the better side of things
gotta hold it in
gotta fight back, no never fight back
burn burn burn then die. then die
no never die, no never die this way

chorus till end

<b>Admin sez: PJ, please get the title right if you're gonna make the lyric thread. I fixed it for you.</b>

*<i>pj, apologizes for his ignorance :::bows:::</i>*
Last edited by Poor June on Tue Mar 15, 2005 11:02 am, edited 1 time in total.
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Post by c.layne »

this may be the last song that i ever write
this may be the first time you were ever right
but these storms come out of nowhere
and tear down all these walls we've built up,
don't they?
it's the people you trust, the people you love,
that end up screwing you every time
i'm fading out

help us, we are sinking
(at the time it all seemed so fun)
this boat is slowly leaking
(then you realize what you have done)
we have all caught fire
(now i know that we were all wrong)
and now it seems we'll never come back up for air

this may be the last time that i see my home
this may be the first time i am all alone
and these fiends, they come out of nowhere
they destroy everything we've built up
disintegrate
nothing good can ever last, it goes to hell real fast
and fades to black
i'm giving up

these devils live in a quiet pond
they wait and wait and wait
then, when you least expect it
they crawl out from beneath the murky surface
they sink your ships, they kill your friends
they rape, pillage, and pluder, all for a passing chuckle
they know no happiness, only hate and fear
and they'd love for you to join them
for after all, misery loves company, my friend
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Devils Live In A Quiet Pond (The BeWells)

Out walking through the woods with his love hand in hand
Afternoon fading fast beyond familiar land
She spied an old black well on the crest of a hill
Lowered the bucket down, drank til they had their fill

Had they known it was cursed they would have set for home
Yet her hand pulled him on laughing into the gloam
Through the trees he followed into a clearing still
Before them lay a pond its darkness brought a chill

Nearing the water's shore she stared there underneath
He watched her step forward then quickly slip beneath
Halted there in suprise he tried to call her name
Hoping she'd break through, smiling reveal her game

The water turned so still, heart beating full of fear
Rushed to the water's edge where she would reappear
In twilight seeing naught jumped in to search below
Instead of tangled weeds 'twas empty and shallow

In town they gathered round, he told them his strange tale
They set out for the pond their lanterns lit the trail
Hours searching seemed in vain, a place none could recall
Suspicion growing thence by his hand she did fall

From where he'd stopped to rest heard angry voices swell
When through the fog of morn caught sight of that old well
Dashing over the hill the clearing soon in view
Deathly silent and still, surface of darkest hue

The mob must be nearing yet cries he did not hear
The only sound though faint, water beckoned him near
He gazed into the pond glimpsing her ghostly face
Whispering his name her visage vanished apace

Without a second thought diving after his love
Quiet cold surrounding, morning light dimmed above
No struggle as he sank hoping she did forgive
Arms pulling him under down where the devils live
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Post by bz£ »

Charcoal lives in a quiet basement.

I am tranquil, I am calm, a quiet pond in an empty wood. A slight breeze stirs gentle waves, there is nothing wrong beneath the surface. The words you say, the stones you throw my way skip harmlessly across this lake. Words you say, stones you throw, nothing can touch me, nothing can hurt me any more.

And the devil could take you and drag you to hell and the world wouldn't miss you at all. And if he won't do it then maybe I will and then nothing will hurt any more.
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Devil's live in a quiet pond - Kamakura

Many years ago on this very day
I met a girl from an antique land
And even now the years have past
She holds my soul in the palm of her hand

It was a moonless night when she told the tale
Of a traveller who was wronged
He learnt as he drowned that she loved him not
And that devil’s live in a quiet pond

As I lie here all I have
Are dreams of what might have been
And as the earth takes away my sight
Her face still seems serene
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Post by The Unstoppable Mr. Mint »

First attempt on here.

Devils Live in a Quiet Pond By: The Unstoppable Mr. Mint

A little darkness never hurt anyone
Middle of the night going to have some fun
Hear the stories the old ones tell
Of the devils cast out from hell

Don't take it all as lies
Folktales hold some truth

Hell is what you make of it
Lie, cheat, steal, covet
Devils live in a quiet pond
Drawn out from the great beyond

Birds chirp and fly right by
Darkness clouds the crimson sky
Patience tonite is no virtue
Waiting here will only hurt you

A little nearer to the pond
Sooner, sooner 'til your death

Hell is what you make of it
Lie, cheat, steal, covet
Devils live in a quiet pond
Drawn out from the great beyond

Final chance to turn away
Listen to what the old ones say
But alas the needs to great
You've already sealed your fate

Hell is what you make of it
Lie, cheat, steal, covet
Devils live in a quiet pond
Drawn out from the great beyond

Hell is what you make of it
Lie, cheat, steal, covet
Devils live in a quiet pond
Drawn out from the great beyond

Hell is what you make of it
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Post by Niveous »

"Devils..." by x-tokyo-river-god

there are things that you hide inside
the waking world doesn't want to know
the murders that run through your mind
the strangulation dreams
you keep a straight face
always pretty on the outside
But devils live in quiet ponds
I know your darkside

I know your sadistic wishes
how you long to chase angels
break their wings and string the feathers
into a party dress
But you never let it show
Just another face in the crowd
But darkness cannot be trapped
The real you will come out

Harvester of the sickness
Your sweet face belies your soul
Devils live in quiet ponds
You dream of killing them all
You want the kiss of the morningstar
You want saints at your feet
You want the world in your awe
You are perfect to me
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devils live in a quiet pond

Post by Ross »

Don’t go getting all relaxed just cause it seems to you like nothin’s going on
Just cause you take a look around and see the waters that surround you look calm
Just cause some one up above is telling everyone to just relax
Don’t trust the things you hear, cause you’re not getting all the facts

Chorus:
They swim in private schools
They take us all for fools
You better watch what’s going on
Devils live in a quiet pond

Yeah don’t you go relaxin’ cause it seems to you like nothings going down
Cause idle hands and idle countries turn into a devil’s playground
They wear a power tie they always give a firm handshake
But there always working someone, and they’re prob’ly on the take

Chorus

When things get stormy these devil’s seem to rise to the top
Then pity all the little fishes cause it’s too late to make it stop
Because they swam around complacent when the waters seemed calm before
But the devils lie in wait at the bottom of the quiet pond floor

Chorus
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Post by max the cat »

Devil lives in a quiet pond

Smooth as glass not a ripple
Babies swim in a windy row
Paddlin' by the water lillies
While eyes watch from the mud below

One by one they’re poppin’ under
Momma looks back when she hears the snap
She can’t count, she can only wonder
As the breezes blow and the waters lap

Sun shine devine blue sky isn’t it nice
Smooth sail, can’t fail a surface... paradice
Devils live
Devils live
Devils live
in a quiet pond

Burger clowns and talking lizzards
so it’s all so sweet so cute so light
They float along on dreams of sugar
Right above the corporate bite

Wrapped in flags, and cloaks of glory
They’re lured down into the muck
listening to a pretty story
Just another careless duck

Sun shine devine blue sky isn’t it nice
smooth sail, can’t fail a surface paradice
Devils live in a quiet pond

Keep it down to a whisper
It’s a hush when we know it’s wrong
It’s the secrets that undo us’
Silence is the devils song

There is no noise on Mafia street
Pushers and pimps are very polite
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Post by sparks »

When I was a tiny boy
My mother said to me
Don't let it happen son though I know it will
Don't give your good soul up for free

But devils live in a quiet pond
while angels drown in the sea
You say your prayers, and you recite your scripture
but what good's a prayer to me

hey leave behind your tenderness
learn to live for yourself
hey don't be afraid to lose your tenderness
there's nobody worth it but yourself

now let me pull you aside dear boy
if you would play the advocate
there are people in this world who would hold you down
if I can be plain and quite direct

I've got plans, where there's will there's a way
to make the best out of a mess
so give me your hand, and I'll show you a day
when you can live and not regret so

hey leave behind your tenderness
learn to live for yourself
hey don't be afraid to lose your tenderness
there's nobody worth it but yourself
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