Chapter II: The Abyss is Eternal !

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We, the citizens of America, are now joined in a great national effort to rebuild our country and to restore its promise for all of our people.

Together, we will determine the course of America and the world for years to come.

We will face challenges. We will confront hardships. But we will get the job done.

Every four years, we gather on these steps to carry out the orderly and peaceful transfer of power, and we are grateful to President Obama and First Lady Michelle Obama for their gracious aid throughout this transition. They have been magnificent.

Today’s ceremony, however, has very special meaning. Because today we are not merely transferring power from one Administration to another, or from one party to another – but we are transferring power from Washington, D.C. and giving it back to you, the American People.

For too long, a small group in our nation’s Capital has reaped the rewards of government while the people have borne the cost.

Washington flourished – but the people did not share in its wealth.

Politicians prospered – but the jobs left, and the factories closed.

The establishment protected itself, but not the citizens of our country.

Their victories have not been your victories; their triumphs have not been your triumphs; and while they celebrated in our nation’s Capital, there was little to celebrate for struggling families all across our land.
 
Captain.Heroin said:
We, the citizens of America, are now joined in a great national effort to rebuild our country and to restore its promise for all of our people.

Together, we will determine the course of America and the world for years to come.

We will face challenges. We will confront hardships. But we will get the job done.

Every four years, we gather on these steps to carry out the orderly and peaceful transfer of power, and we are grateful to President Obama and First Lady Michelle Obama for their gracious aid throughout this transition. They have been magnificent.

Today’s ceremony, however, has very special meaning. Because today we are not merely transferring power from one Administration to another, or from one party to another – but we are transferring power from Washington, D.C. and giving it back to you, the American People.

For too long, a small group in our nation’s Capital has reaped the rewards of government while the people have borne the cost.

Washington flourished – but the people did not share in its wealth.

Politicians prospered – but the jobs left, and the factories closed.

The establishment protected itself, but not the citizens of our country.

Their victories have not been your victories; their triumphs have not been your triumphs; and while they celebrated in our nation’s Capital, there was little to celebrate for struggling families all across our land.
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Uhrturm im Tal schallt, Mutter, Vater, Weibskleid, Garn auf Kopfstein zu Stuhl gekrochen, Glockenton.
Schwester herrscht ohne Bruder Trommelton, treibt hoch den Berg von Hårga,
hinab den Hang von morgen, die wertentzog'ne Brut.

Bocksfuß voran, Bocksfuß dankt.

Fohlen, geflossen aus dem Wanst von Tauben, keinen Rossen.
Eisen ab, mit dem Hammer, aus Holz die Teufelskammer.
Streicht und dankt euch, fleischgeword'ner Palmzweig, den Tanz hält nun kein Fingerzeig,
aus der Hand, die lieber gereicht als geballt.

Varifrån kommer du som spelar, säg vem har lärt dig detta spel det vilda galna?
Stannar du inte brister hjärtat, å Gud bevare han har bockfot!

Wusst' ich, als ich den Bogen gegen alte Sonn gehoben,
dass mir vergeben meine Tat? Wieder und wieder tat ich's, nahrhaft ist das Spiel am Berg,
wird mir das Fleisch hinaufgeschoben, ich weile droben.

Bocksfuß voran.

Hejda din stråke spelman innan, vi dansar liv och själ och alla ben ur kroppen.
Nej inte slutar han sin dans förrän allesammans faller döda!
 
Captain.Heroin said:
Uhrturm im Tal schallt, Mutter, Vater, Weibskleid, Garn auf Kopfstein zu Stuhl gekrochen, Glockenton.
Schwester herrscht ohne Bruder Trommelton, treibt hoch den Berg von Hårga,
hinab den Hang von morgen, die wertentzog'ne Brut.

Bocksfuß voran, Bocksfuß dankt.

Fohlen, geflossen aus dem Wanst von Tauben, keinen Rossen.
Eisen ab, mit dem Hammer, aus Holz die Teufelskammer.
Streicht und dankt euch, fleischgeword'ner Palmzweig, den Tanz hält nun kein Fingerzeig,
aus der Hand, die lieber gereicht als geballt.

Varifrån kommer du som spelar, säg vem har lärt dig detta spel det vilda galna?
Stannar du inte brister hjärtat, å Gud bevare han har bockfot!

Wusst' ich, als ich den Bogen gegen alte Sonn gehoben,
dass mir vergeben meine Tat? Wieder und wieder tat ich's, nahrhaft ist das Spiel am Berg,
wird mir das Fleisch hinaufgeschoben, ich weile droben.

Bocksfuß voran.

Hejda din stråke spelman innan, vi dansar liv och själ och alla ben ur kroppen.
Nej inte slutar han sin dans förrän allesammans faller döda!
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Clear? :sus:

cool
so where do all the "dead" people go?
serious?
good weed and alp... wtf?
 
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I'm more touched that only DMW read the Corbelli quote because it was in Finnish and no one bothered to translate it
 
It's the bastard motherfucker that ya momma said don't hang with
Meet me in the gallows bitch I promise that it's painless
Stupid motherfucker's thinking that we on the same shit
Cock it back and then I yell
"Okay here comes the pain bitch!"
Up in gangster's paradise
Could give a fuck about your life
Everytime I roll the dice
Sixes popping up twice

 
schizopath said:
It's the bastard motherfucker that ya momma said don't hang with
Meet me in the gallows bitch I promise that it's painless
Stupid motherfucker's thinking that we on the same shit
Cock it back and then I yell
"Okay here comes the pain bitch!"
Up in gangster's paradise
Could give a fuck about your life
Everytime I roll the dice
Sixes popping up twice
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yo
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u dig

don't aye

ma dick idk

listen, ur brain is fried lil skittle ok

that lil brain is somewhere else, not in a good way

what the fuck haha
 
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