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		<id>https://wiki.zednarley.com/index.php?title=Heat_Death&amp;diff=960</id>
		<title>Heat Death</title>
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		<updated>2013-09-16T05:44:26Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;216.254.163.122: /* Chorus 1 */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;===Verse 1===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The phone declares it&amp;#039;s three o&amp;#039;clock&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The city fog descends upon the town&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
One can&amp;#039;t see more than past two blocks&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The stars are hid: the gaze is driven down&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The neighbours&amp;#039; human faces all eclipsed&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Amidst the fog, one cannot hope to glimpse&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The girl immersed in books, the man&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At his piano, the child with building bricks&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Assembling worlds, his starfish hands&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Are curled in stout, determined fists&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Isolate, disparate, forsaken, in schism&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Within the abysm of the mist.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Chorus 1===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Between the heat and cold there is the fog&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Half-hearted wrath, agnostic Chernobog&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And human warmth is spread increasing thin&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A host of embers scattered to the wind&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
They lose their heat without a constant core&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Cold grey ash in heaps about the floor&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Separation, slow dispersion&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Of tiny points of light, growing ever dim&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Approaching the ultimate inertion&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And weak against the encroaching chill of night to contend:&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Entropic end.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Verse 2===&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.zednarley.com/index.php?title=Heat_Death&amp;diff=959</id>
		<title>Heat Death</title>
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		<updated>2013-09-16T05:36:50Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;216.254.163.122: /* Verse 1 */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;===Verse 1===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The phone declares it&amp;#039;s three o&amp;#039;clock&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The city fog descends upon the town&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
One can&amp;#039;t see more than past two blocks&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The stars are hid: the gaze is driven down&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The neighbours&amp;#039; human faces all eclipsed&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Amidst the fog, one cannot hope to glimpse&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The girl immersed in books, the man&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At his piano, the child with building bricks&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Assembling worlds, his starfish hands&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Are curled in stout, determined fists&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Isolate, disparate, forsaken, in schism&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Within the abysm of the mist.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Chorus 1===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Between the heat and cold there is the fog&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And human warmth is spread increasing thin&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A host of embers scattered to the wind&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
They lose their heat without a constant core&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Where was the hearth, cold grey ashes&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Lifeless dust in heaps about the floor&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Separation, slow dispersion&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Of tiny points of light, growing ever dim&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Approaching the ultimate inertion&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And weak against the encroaching chill of night to contend:&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Entropic end.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Verse 2===&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.zednarley.com/index.php?title=Heat_Death&amp;diff=958</id>
		<title>Heat Death</title>
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		<updated>2013-09-16T05:36:31Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;216.254.163.122: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;===Verse 1===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The phone declares it&amp;#039;s three o&amp;#039;clock&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The city fog descends upon the town&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
One can&amp;#039;t see more than past two blocks&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The stars are hid: the gaze is driven down&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The neighbours&amp;#039; human faces all eclipsed&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Amidst the fog, one cannot hope to glimpse&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The girl immersed in books, the man&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At his piano, the child with building bricks&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Assembling worlds, his starfish hands&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Are curled in stout, determined fists&lt;br /&gt;
Isolate, disparate, forsaken, in schism&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Within the abysm of the mist.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Chorus 1===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Between the heat and cold there is the fog&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And human warmth is spread increasing thin&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A host of embers scattered to the wind&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
They lose their heat without a constant core&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Where was the hearth, cold grey ashes&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Lifeless dust in heaps about the floor&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Separation, slow dispersion&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Of tiny points of light, growing ever dim&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Approaching the ultimate inertion&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And weak against the encroaching chill of night to contend:&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Entropic end.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Verse 2===&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.zednarley.com/index.php?title=Heat_Death&amp;diff=957</id>
		<title>Heat Death</title>
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		<updated>2013-09-16T05:33:29Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;216.254.163.122: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Three o&amp;#039;clock&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The city fog descends upon&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The neighbourhood&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Looking from the balcony&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
One cannot see down shrouded streets&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Past two blocks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
No stars above in the endless black&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The streetside trees stretch forth their boughs&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
To grasp and claw at nothingness&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nought to see except what lies below&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The concrete track&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
There alone to see&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Its every asphalt groove and mound&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Thrown in stark relief&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
By lamplight that discovers&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Neither the road ahead, nor the sky unbound&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But shutters both, and draws the gaze down.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Amidst the fog, one cannot glimpse&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The human faces of the neighbours&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The man at his piano, the girl immersed in books&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The child with its building bricks&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Assembling worlds, starfish hands curled in determined fists&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Isolate, disparate, forsaken, in schism&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Within the abysm of the mist.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Between the heat and cold there is the fog&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Human warmth spread increasing thin&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A host of embers scattered to the wind&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Losing heat without a core&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Where was the hearth, cold grey ashes&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Lifeless dust about the floor&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Separation, slow dispersion&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Of tiny points of light ever growing dim&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Approaching the ultimate inertion&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And weak against the encroaching chill of night to contend:&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Entropic end.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Only the concrete can one see&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ten steps ahead perhaps, no more&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Heads bowed down to trace the immediate path&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
In the aging walk paved by slow machines&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
To count the cracks, avoid the crevices&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Never lift their sights to meet the solemn, lidless stare&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Of an everpresent cloud of witnesses.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If I came with songs and poems of old to clear the haze&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Would you hear the words I spoke to you?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And should you feed thereon with faith and thanksgiving?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
No, my people, you should turn your face away&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For what are the words of the poets and prophets?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Who can discern them? And who is willing?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Bound in chains of darkness, we eke out feeble lives&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Tired roles we endlessly reprise&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Drinking, laughing, never seeing face to face&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Divided, we are swiftly conquered&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And the voice that crieth in the wilderness&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Is as utterly alone as all the rest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But the Word of the Lord came to me in a roundabout way&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And as I stand upon the stage&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
To call upon that ancient Muse&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I see your faces unconfused&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Behold the book which bound am I to impart&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The scroll inscribed upon a consecrated heart&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Comfort ye my people, saith your God&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For between the cold and heat there is the fog.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The everpresent cloud of smoke, the mist&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Which rises fragrant from the coals, thrice-blest&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Eclipsing faces &amp;#039;midst the gentle but unwavering effluence of light&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Stand aright!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Our souls are spread increasing thin&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A breath, a whisper upon the wind&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The Lord possessed me at the beginning of his work&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
By the Self-same wrought the renewal of the earth&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Remember, O Man, that dust thou art&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A dying ember upon the hearth&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Separation, slow dispersion&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A flickering light grows ever dim&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Approaching the ultimate inertion&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And weak to stand as night encroaches on the world&amp;#039;s overflowing brim:&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
O Elohim, the end, the end&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Wisdom! Let us attend.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
***&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Verse 1===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The phone declares it&amp;#039;s three o&amp;#039;clock&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The city fog descends upon the town&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
One can&amp;#039;t see more than past two blocks&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The stars are hid: the gaze is driven down&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The neighbours&amp;#039; human faces all eclipsed&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Amidst the fog, one cannot hope to glimpse&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The girl immersed in books, the man&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At his piano, the child with building bricks&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Assembling worlds, his starfish hands&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Are curled in stout, determined fists&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Isolate, disparate, forsaken, in schism&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Within the abysm of the mist.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Chorus 1===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Between the heat and cold there is the fog&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And human warmth is spread increasing thin&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A host of embers scattered to the wind&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
They lose their heat without a constant core&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Where was the hearth, cold grey ashes&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Lifeless dust in heaps about the floor&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Separation, slow dispersion&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Of tiny points of light, growing ever dim&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Approaching the ultimate inertion&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And weak against the encroaching chill of night to contend:&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Entropic end.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Verse 2===&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.zednarley.com/index.php?title=I_Am_Orc&amp;diff=956</id>
		<title>I Am Orc</title>
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		<updated>2013-09-16T04:28:41Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;216.254.163.122: /* Chorus 4 */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;===Verse 1===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Cold dead planet in the pit of space&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Not a spark of life for light-years around&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But the universe is turnin&amp;#039; and primordial soup is churnin&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And something big is goin&amp;#039; down&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fearful symmetry&amp;#039;s arising in the distant deep&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The Rite of Spring has now begun&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Energy and heat and now they&amp;#039;re crawlin&amp;#039; from the peat&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You gotta wonder how the deed was done&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Was it Darwinism or some ancient Demiurge?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;Cause this ain&amp;#039;t got no rhyme or reason, just that primal urge&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Charles 1===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It&amp;#039;s teeming in the ocean&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Prepare for the explosion!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The turning point of everything is here&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Verse 2===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nobody lives forever so I&amp;#039;m livin&amp;#039; for this moment&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Don&amp;#039;t tell me I should think it through&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Just seventeen and now I&amp;#039;m melting in her dream&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We&amp;#039;re gonna do what children do&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Your mama told you no, I don&amp;#039;t care about that&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;Cause honey, we&amp;#039;re the gods tonight&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We&amp;#039;re waging war in heaven, you&amp;#039;re the Hera to my Zeus&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And my lightning is about to strike&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Silverstein ain&amp;#039;t my name but you know my tree&amp;#039;s a giver&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Let me introduce you to the sacred river&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Big liver!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Charles 2===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Can&amp;#039;t live without emotion&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Prepare for the explosion!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The turning point of everything is here&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Verse 3===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A shadow of division in Eternity is looming&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And Albion is torn apart&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Urizen&amp;#039;s forging chains as he thunders his commandments&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
That reason ought to rule the heart&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Shall we bow in worship to this blind old man?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Let the cry of battle ring!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
On the tree he pours his lies in, I will crucify Urizen&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For I am eldest of all things&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If I could sing this symphony I&amp;#039;d build a dome in air&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And you&amp;#039;d beware my flashing eyes and floating hair&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Charles 3===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am Orc!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Bow down and give devotion&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I am Orc!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Prepare for the explosion!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I am Orc&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The turning point of everything is here&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Charles 4===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;Cause I&amp;#039;m diggin&amp;#039; deep for diamond ore&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And there&amp;#039;s voices prophesying war&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The weeping stars are throwing down their spears&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>216.254.163.122</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.zednarley.com/index.php?title=I_Am_Orc&amp;diff=955</id>
		<title>I Am Orc</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.zednarley.com/index.php?title=I_Am_Orc&amp;diff=955"/>
		<updated>2013-09-16T04:28:31Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;216.254.163.122: /* Chorus 3 */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;===Verse 1===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Cold dead planet in the pit of space&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Not a spark of life for light-years around&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But the universe is turnin&amp;#039; and primordial soup is churnin&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And something big is goin&amp;#039; down&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fearful symmetry&amp;#039;s arising in the distant deep&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The Rite of Spring has now begun&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Energy and heat and now they&amp;#039;re crawlin&amp;#039; from the peat&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You gotta wonder how the deed was done&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Was it Darwinism or some ancient Demiurge?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;Cause this ain&amp;#039;t got no rhyme or reason, just that primal urge&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Charles 1===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It&amp;#039;s teeming in the ocean&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Prepare for the explosion!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The turning point of everything is here&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Verse 2===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nobody lives forever so I&amp;#039;m livin&amp;#039; for this moment&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Don&amp;#039;t tell me I should think it through&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Just seventeen and now I&amp;#039;m melting in her dream&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We&amp;#039;re gonna do what children do&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Your mama told you no, I don&amp;#039;t care about that&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;Cause honey, we&amp;#039;re the gods tonight&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We&amp;#039;re waging war in heaven, you&amp;#039;re the Hera to my Zeus&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And my lightning is about to strike&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Silverstein ain&amp;#039;t my name but you know my tree&amp;#039;s a giver&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Let me introduce you to the sacred river&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Big liver!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Charles 2===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Can&amp;#039;t live without emotion&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Prepare for the explosion!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The turning point of everything is here&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Verse 3===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A shadow of division in Eternity is looming&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And Albion is torn apart&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Urizen&amp;#039;s forging chains as he thunders his commandments&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
That reason ought to rule the heart&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Shall we bow in worship to this blind old man?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Let the cry of battle ring!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
On the tree he pours his lies in, I will crucify Urizen&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For I am eldest of all things&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If I could sing this symphony I&amp;#039;d build a dome in air&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And you&amp;#039;d beware my flashing eyes and floating hair&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Charles 3===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am Orc!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Bow down and give devotion&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I am Orc!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Prepare for the explosion!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I am Orc&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The turning point of everything is here&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Chorus 4===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;Cause I&amp;#039;m diggin&amp;#039; deep for diamond ore&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And there&amp;#039;s voices prophesying war&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The weeping stars are throwing down their spears&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>216.254.163.122</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.zednarley.com/index.php?title=I_Am_Orc&amp;diff=954</id>
		<title>I Am Orc</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.zednarley.com/index.php?title=I_Am_Orc&amp;diff=954"/>
		<updated>2013-09-16T04:27:45Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;216.254.163.122: /* Chorus 2 */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;===Verse 1===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Cold dead planet in the pit of space&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Not a spark of life for light-years around&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But the universe is turnin&amp;#039; and primordial soup is churnin&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And something big is goin&amp;#039; down&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fearful symmetry&amp;#039;s arising in the distant deep&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The Rite of Spring has now begun&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Energy and heat and now they&amp;#039;re crawlin&amp;#039; from the peat&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You gotta wonder how the deed was done&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Was it Darwinism or some ancient Demiurge?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;Cause this ain&amp;#039;t got no rhyme or reason, just that primal urge&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Charles 1===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It&amp;#039;s teeming in the ocean&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Prepare for the explosion!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The turning point of everything is here&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Verse 2===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nobody lives forever so I&amp;#039;m livin&amp;#039; for this moment&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Don&amp;#039;t tell me I should think it through&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Just seventeen and now I&amp;#039;m melting in her dream&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We&amp;#039;re gonna do what children do&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Your mama told you no, I don&amp;#039;t care about that&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;Cause honey, we&amp;#039;re the gods tonight&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We&amp;#039;re waging war in heaven, you&amp;#039;re the Hera to my Zeus&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And my lightning is about to strike&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Silverstein ain&amp;#039;t my name but you know my tree&amp;#039;s a giver&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Let me introduce you to the sacred river&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Big liver!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Charles 2===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Can&amp;#039;t live without emotion&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Prepare for the explosion!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The turning point of everything is here&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Verse 3===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A shadow of division in Eternity is looming&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And Albion is torn apart&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Urizen&amp;#039;s forging chains as he thunders his commandments&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
That reason ought to rule the heart&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Shall we bow in worship to this blind old man?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Let the cry of battle ring!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
On the tree he pours his lies in, I will crucify Urizen&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For I am eldest of all things&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If I could sing this symphony I&amp;#039;d build a dome in air&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And you&amp;#039;d beware my flashing eyes and floating hair&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Chorus 3===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am Orc!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Bow down and give devotion&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I am Orc!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Prepare for the explosion!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I am Orc&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The turning point of everything is here&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Chorus 4===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;Cause I&amp;#039;m diggin&amp;#039; deep for diamond ore&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And there&amp;#039;s voices prophesying war&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The weeping stars are throwing down their spears&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>216.254.163.122</name></author>
		
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://wiki.zednarley.com/index.php?title=I_Am_Orc&amp;diff=953</id>
		<title>I Am Orc</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://wiki.zednarley.com/index.php?title=I_Am_Orc&amp;diff=953"/>
		<updated>2013-09-16T04:27:24Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;216.254.163.122: /* Chorus 1 */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;===Verse 1===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Cold dead planet in the pit of space&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Not a spark of life for light-years around&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But the universe is turnin&amp;#039; and primordial soup is churnin&amp;#039;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And something big is goin&amp;#039; down&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fearful symmetry&amp;#039;s arising in the distant deep&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The Rite of Spring has now begun&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Energy and heat and now they&amp;#039;re crawlin&amp;#039; from the peat&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You gotta wonder how the deed was done&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Was it Darwinism or some ancient Demiurge?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;Cause this ain&amp;#039;t got no rhyme or reason, just that primal urge&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Charles 1===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It&amp;#039;s teeming in the ocean&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Prepare for the explosion!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The turning point of everything is here&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Verse 2===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nobody lives forever so I&amp;#039;m livin&amp;#039; for this moment&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Don&amp;#039;t tell me I should think it through&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Just seventeen and now I&amp;#039;m melting in her dream&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We&amp;#039;re gonna do what children do&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Your mama told you no, I don&amp;#039;t care about that&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;Cause honey, we&amp;#039;re the gods tonight&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
We&amp;#039;re waging war in heaven, you&amp;#039;re the Hera to my Zeus&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And my lightning is about to strike&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Silverstein ain&amp;#039;t my name but you know my tree&amp;#039;s a giver&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Let me introduce you to the sacred river&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Big liver!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Chorus 2===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Can&amp;#039;t live without emotion&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Prepare for the explosion!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The turning point of everything is here&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Verse 3===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A shadow of division in Eternity is looming&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And Albion is torn apart&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Urizen&amp;#039;s forging chains as he thunders his commandments&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
That reason ought to rule the heart&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Shall we bow in worship to this blind old man?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Let the cry of battle ring!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
On the tree he pours his lies in, I will crucify Urizen&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For I am eldest of all things&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If I could sing this symphony I&amp;#039;d build a dome in air&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And you&amp;#039;d beware my flashing eyes and floating hair&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Chorus 3===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am Orc!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Bow down and give devotion&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I am Orc!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Prepare for the explosion!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I am Orc&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The turning point of everything is here&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Chorus 4===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;#039;Cause I&amp;#039;m diggin&amp;#039; deep for diamond ore&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And there&amp;#039;s voices prophesying war&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hot hot hot&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The weeping stars are throwing down their spears&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>216.254.163.122</name></author>
		
	</entry>
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