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Screaming in the Night

Sons of vengeance can you rescue me
They got me tied up to a woe tree
They had me screamin' and alone in the night
I'm beginning to see what's wrong and what is right
What is wrong and what is right
Oh, what is wrong and what is right
The gates was gettin' rusty, as we sailed into the dark
The stars were out and shinin' against the moonlit hour
The wolves were out and howlin', most of the time
And I was cold and shiverin' and bleedin' in the night
Bleedin' in the night,

Oh, oh bleedin' in the night
Screaming in the night
Fighting for my life, I'd die for you
I knew it all along, headed for the sun
Our love was true (our love was true)
Screaming in the night
Fighting for my life, I'd die for you
I knew it all along, headed for the sun
Our love was true, ah ah ah oh oh oh

In the corner of the valley, we took him by surprise
The sound of steel rang loud, above the battle cries
I found her lying lifeless, dagger through her heart
I picked her up, and held her high
And I swore to be avenged
Swore to the best, oh swore to be avenged, oh

Screaming in the night, fighting for my life, I'd die for you
I knew it all along, headed for the sun
Our love was true (our love was true)
Screaming in the night, fighting for my life, I'd die for you
I knew it all along, headed for the sun
Our love was true, oh

Screaming in the night, fighting for my life, I'd die for you, oh
I knew it all along, headed for the sun
Our love was true (our love)
Screaming in the night, fighting for my life, I'd die for you, oh
I knew it all along, headed for the sun
(Our love was true, oh)

Homeschool wedding night 

When both you and your spouse were homeschooled and just got married, but you literally have no idea what to do on your wedding night because your fundamentalist pastor preached how bad sex was at least once a month. Usually, homeschool wedding nights involve the couple awkwardly sitting on the opposite sides of the bed in homeschool attire (men wear plaid button-down shirts and jeans; the women wear plain dresses) while nervously glancing at each other. Eventually, usually the husband, reaches over and pokes the wife on the shoulder, making her so nervous that she runs out of the room.
"Dude, did you see that Titus and Louise just got married?"
"Yeah man, I bet that was a hilarious homeschool wedding night!"

Oh lord for a night! 

OLFAN is a common expression meaning “oh lord for a night.” It is used to express shock and surprise in many texting conversations. This phrase stems from old english, originally used to express displeasure with the french king. Notably, it excludes any complex words brought by the French monarchy. Over the years, it evolved to have a more positive connotation and was eventually reclaimed by the French. It is a common vernacular in French texting, and English speakers are using gradually integrating it into their speech.
Friend 1: She’s pregnant!
Friend 2: Oh lord for a night!

tighter than a virgin on prom night

When the pussy is so damn tight you cant fit your cock in that hairy shit
Man that girl last night was fucking tighter than a virgin on prom night

Dr. Night 

A hypothetical (as of 2010) M-version of a hypothetical (") BMW car (the 4-series). This vehicle would be the high-performance version of the 'baby 6' coupe. However, because the existence of coupe versions of the 3-series, it is highly unlikely that a 4-series--let alone an M-version within the 4-series range--will emerge in the near to medium-term.
Suzzy: That was a sweet BMW M4 I just saw passing by.
Dr. Night: Really Suzzy? That's amazing, considering such a car does not yet exist. You dumbfuck.
Dr. Night by Dr. Night Lives April 30, 2010

i don't know why but the voices are there to haunt me in the night eternally leaving only the thought of regression of self through the creation of fantasy to cope with reality 

These are the questions that keep me up until dawn in my sorrow and emptiness. I cannot escape they say they are there to protect me but in the amidst of the hollow dark i find myself in every time i fall asleep I can feel them creeping through my soul and my veins, i have went to many places for help but it looks like some of them aren't even real places anymore, I don't know if i could continue living this simulation, I can feel the voices of people too they are the ones trying to get me to think that I don't belong in this world.

Do I really don't belong here because of the figment of my imagination, all the faces, all the noise, all the people that I see every day seem to just be something I created off of my loneliness...
I can't do this anymore...
"i don't know why but the voices are there to haunt me in the night eternally leaving only the thought of regression of self through the creation of fantasy to cope with reality"

Dude A: This is the most emo shit you have ever written... are you high or something?
Dude B: I could go further you know.