Song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S6QCzJR7wgo
Background on the idea after the song:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jonestown
ShadowWhisper says: “Any murder in the name of God is atrocious and sick. This metal song conveys an important warning…. To me it means: ‘Never drink the kool-aid.’ Meaning do not put your trust in any religious organization… too many people were coarsed by their churches, temples, or whatever to commit murder. Look at the Burning Times (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Burning_times), as well as the murder of Aztec and Inka in the name of a god for gold. I refuse to drink the kool-aid and will never join a church, coven or any group of religious nature. I am practicing my beliefs alone. This is my choice and I judge no one who prefer to belong to a group.
Lyrics:
Thank you for the kool aid reverend jim
We’re glad to leave behind their world of sin
Our lifeless bodies fall on holy ground
Rotting flesh a sacrificial mound
Were you our God or a man in a play who took our applause and forced us to
stay
Now all together we lived as we dead on your command by your side
Guyana in the cult of the damned
Give us your sword for the grand final stand
Guyana in the cult of the damned
Give us your sword for the grand final stand
In the cult of the damned we all worked the land, too afraid to look up
We all feared his hand
Hurry my children
There isn’t much time
But we’ll meet again on the other side
Be good to the children and old people
First hand them a drink
They’re dying of thirst
Guyana in the cult of the damned
Give us your sword for the grand final stand
Guyana in the cult of the damned
Give us your sword for the grand final stand
Guyana in the cult of the damned
Give us your sword for the grand final stand
Guyana in the cult of the damned
Give us your sword for the grand final stand
Bigfoot, bigfoot thrown in a well
Pulled under water
Screaming like hell
He told us life was just a hotel
Time to check out when he rang the bell
Guyana in the cult of the damned
Give us your sword for the grand final stand
Guyana in the cult of the damned
Give us your sword for the grand final stand
Mother, mother.
April 17, 2014 at 9:51 nm
wow…..die musiek klim in my binneste in….woordeloos…baie om in te neem en te verwerk…klein treetjies…baie dankie vir jou!!! *hugs*
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April 17, 2014 at 10:01 nm
Klein treetjies is altyd die beste… die musiek is dalk bietjie rof maar die boodskap is belangrik 😉 *hugs*
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April 18, 2014 at 12:05 vm
‘This is my choice’…… Weer gelees terwyl ek in my bed le. Die musiek is rof ja, maar deesdae voel dit vir my hoe rowwer en harder, hoe beter….moeilik om te verduidelik, weet nie of ek iets binne my wil uitkry of anders om nie….maar jy sal verstaan…ek weet beslis om te kan dig, help baie om uiting aan my gevoelens te gee….dankie xx
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April 18, 2014 at 2:01 nm
Ek raak ook al hoe rowwer heheheheh
Gedigte help my ook om my gevoelens uit te kry…. is baie goedkoper as ‘n sielkundige lol
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April 18, 2014 at 8:01 nm
Lekker!!! 😀
Beslis en die wonder van woorde is onbeperk!!
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April 18, 2014 at 9:20 nm
Is so… woorde is lewendig
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April 19, 2014 at 9:54 vm
Ag ek was te lanklaas hier en voel ek woel my tussen ander se gesprekke in!
Ek stem met jou siening van jou geloof alleen uitoefen saam! Ook net my persoonlike keuse.
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April 19, 2014 at 10:07 vm
Dit is makliker as om ‘kool-aid’ te drink
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April 19, 2014 at 10:29 vm
Beslis gesonder (vie die siel) ook!
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