1. Endangered

2. Canus Lupus
Beneath the bones and flesh, you will find my heart, simply a tool to pump blood, little use to me, hollow my heart, this is the void, I cry out, do not forsake me, through this struggle I have learned hollowed hearts cannot stay afloat, because of you, I have learned, the meaning, of being whole, this is my everything, I know the meaning of being whole.

3. Kamikaze
Kamikaze suicide we are all going to die, engulfed in flames, engulfed in flames, with our brothers, we all fight, for what, we think is right, we are in this war to protect our home, we are in this war to protect our own, don't give up, we can win this fight, kamikaze suicide we are all going to die, but uncertainty, rises, as we, see our brothers, engulfed in flames.

4. Wolf Spirit
Everything that has transpired this day, has done so according to my will, you were all just pawns in my game, lead the sheep to their slaughter, embrace the dark within your soul, embrace the dark, turn on your hate, Everything that has transpired this day, has done so according to my will, OooooooooooOOOOOOO!

5. Extinction

6. P.D.A.
Welcome to your purgatory, a land of eternal suffering, I will be your tormentor, unforgiving and unflinching, you will not be spared, the whip of retribution, their will be no remorse, not one ounce of regret, sorrow, pain, will be present, today, is not your lucky day, become acquainted with the pain, the blood flows, from your serrated veins, gonna put you in a bodybag, bodybag!

7. Eternal Quicksand
Drown, you can't escape your fate, your efforts will be in vain, embrace your ultimate end, (Oooootay!) the eternal sand will take everything, the sands take everything, prepare to be claimed, this is your grave, this is your tomb, you will meet your doom, this is the dark, this is the abyss, you will taste deaths bitter kiss, the darkness has no end, the sands know no pity, we all fight, for another chance, to smile, to see just one more day, but you cannot win, this is the end.

Unrealesed.(as of know)

Forgiveness
Forgiveness, is something we seek, but don't always share, Forgiveness, we all make mistakes, we all fall short, repent and make the same mistakes, struggle shall be my friend, this is the life we lead, as imperfect being, imperfect being, forgiveness, this, this is our fight, this is our battle

My brother, My friend
I will not live idlely, I will follow all my dreams, Your memory will remain, engraved upon my heart, I stand forever changed, strengthed by our bond, We will show them all, what we are made, build your wall, we'll climb them, crush them, destroy them, build your walls, we'll crush them, pushing forward, moving onward, this is our strength, what we're made of, the bonds we share will never be broken, till the day we meet again i'll fight for you my brother, my friend.

T. S. Eliot

Mistah Kurtz—he dead.

      A penny for the Old Guy

      I

We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats’ feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar

Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death’s other Kingdom
Remember us—if at all—not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.

      II

Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
In death’s dream kingdom
These do not appear:
There, the eyes are
Sunlight on a broken column
There, is a tree swinging
And voices are
In the wind’s singing
More distant and more solemn
Than a fading star.

Let me be no nearer
In death’s dream kingdom
Let me also wear
Such deliberate disguises
Rat’s coat, crowskin, crossed staves
In a field
Behaving as the wind behaves
No nearer—

Not that final meeting
In the twilight kingdom

      III

This is the dead land
This is cactus land
Here the stone images
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man’s hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.

Is it like this
In death’s other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone.

      IV

The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms

In this last of meeting places
We grope together
And avoid speech
Gathered on this beach of the tumid river

Sightless, unless
The eyes reappear
As the perpetual star
Multifoliate rose
Of death’s twilight kingdom
The hope only
Of empty men.

      V

Here we go round the prickly pear
Prickly pear prickly pear
Here we go round the prickly pear
At five o’clock in the morning.

Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow
                                For Thine is the Kingdom

Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow
                                Life is very long

Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow
                                For Thine is the Kingdom

For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper. 

Guy Fawkes Night, also known as Bonfire Night, Fireworks Night and Plot Night, is an annual celebration on the evening of the 5th of November primarily in the United Kingdom, but also in New Zealand, South Africa, the province of Newfoundland and Labrador (Canada), and formerly in Australia, and to some extent by their nationals abroad. It celebrates the failure of the Gunpowder Plot, in which a group of Catholic conspirators attempted to blow up the Houses of Parliament in London on the evening of 5 November 1605, when the Protestant King James I (James VI of Scotland) was within its walls.

The celebrations, which in the United Kingdom take place in towns and villages across the country, involve fireworks displays and the building of bonfires, traditionally on which "guys", or dummies, representing Guy Fawkes, the most famous of the conspirators are burnt. Before the fifth, children use the dummies to beg for money with the chant "Penny for the old guy."

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It is also the subject of the song "Remember" by John Lennon, on the album John Lennon/Plastic Ono Band.

The rhyme and the Gunpowder Plot are alluded to in V for Vendetta, a comic by Alan Moore. Consequently, the first line of the rhyme "Remember, remember, the fifth of November" is the tagline for the popular film, V for Vendetta based on the comic.

An episode of the television show Daria depicts the spirit of Guy Fawkes Night looking and speaking exactly like Sid Vicious.

It is likely that Fawkes, Dumbledore’s pet phoenix in the Harry Potter series, is named in reference to Guy Fawkes Night.