Lineage: Octine Apocalypse

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Octine Apocalypse
- Septain Heaven and Hell
  - Hex in Pain
    - Not Just Your Problem
      - you so - Why do I want to
        I'm sorry that I exist
        inconvenience to you
        Im gonna bury you in the ground
        Im gonna bury you with my sound
        Well I'm just your problem
        Im gonna drink the red from your
        pretty pink face I'm gonna
        I forget what landed me on your
        I'm just your problem
        Marceline thats too distasteful
        Oh- You dont like that
        It's like I'm not even a person
        Or do you just not like ME
        Sorry I don't treat you like a
      - Why do I want to
        blacklist - but i shouldnt have
        am I - I'm just your problem
        goddess - Is that what you want
        me to do - Sorry I don't treat
        Well I shouldnt have to justify
        you like you're perfect - Like
        all your little loyalsubjects do
        to be the one that makes up with
        what I do - I shouldnt have
        Sorry Im not made of sugar
        Am I not sweet enough for you
        to prove anything to you
        Is that why you always avoid me
        That must be such an
    - Quaint in Hate
      - I let in if I let it out
        It's awful freeing now to share
        Am I crazy
        I've never been happy
        Wouldn't that be nice
        Maybe I've always been
        Is this the secret
        Singing and dancing through life
        the hate I felt - but what will
        Become what I've hated
        Is my integrity
        worth anything at all
        Or maybe I never did
        But happiness can't
        come before its fall
      - Alisyn's Hoggy Warts Song
        Hogwarts Hogwarts
        Teach us something please
        With some interesting stuff-For
        now they're bare and full of air
        Whether we be old and bald
        Dead flies and bits of fluff
        So teach us things worth knowing
        Hoggy Warty Hogwarts
        Or young with scabby knees
        Bring back what we've forgot
        Just do your best-We'll
        Our heads could do with filling
        do the rest-And learn
        until our brains all rot
  - Hexed Rapture
    - is the arms of the angels
      - Setting the lay of Nebraska
        a civilization below ground
        chewable Ambien tab
        Had a dream - you and me
        and the war at the end times
        And the Panamanian child stands
        And I believe - California
        succumbed to the fault line
        And I'll be crowned
        at the Dowager Empress's side
        We heaved relief
        As scores of innocents died
        and all that remains
        And the Andalusian tribes
        Setting the lay of Nebraska
      - alight 'til all that remains
        The community kicked it around
        is the arms of the angels
        alight 'til all that remains
        is the arms of the angels
        Quiet now - will we gather
        Hetty Green - Queen of supply
        side bonhomie bone drab
        And the Andalusian tribes
        to conjure the rain down
        If you know what I mean
        On the road - it's well advised
        Will we now - build
        that you follow your own path
        In the year of the
    - Daydreamer's Light of Heaven
      - So many times out there
        A happy pair
        Around them
        No face as hideous
        As my face
        I swear it looked
        Was ever meant
        For heaven's light
        Of lovers
        Like heaven's light
        But suddenly an angel
        Has smiled at me
        I knew I'd never know
        And kissed my cheek
        Without a trace of fright
      - I've watched
        WaIking in the night
        That warm
        I dare to dream that she
        Might even care for me
        And loving glow
        And as I ring
        These bells tonight
        They had a kind of glow
        Though I might wish
        My cold dark tower
        Seems so bright
        With all my might
        I swear it must be
        Heaven's Iight
- Septain War Crimes
  - Hex Criminals
    - Pancho 'n Lefty
      - Where he got the bread to go
        Dust that Pancho bit down south
        Nobody heard his dying words
        Living on the road my friend
        Gonna keep you free and clean
        But that's the way it goes
        Now you wear your skin like iron
        Your breath as hard as kerosene
        Ended up in Lefty's mouth
        All the Federales say
        You weren't your mama's only boy
        But her favorite one it seemed
        They could have had him any day
        She began to cry
        When you said goodbye
      - There ain't nobody knows
        The day they laid ol Pancho low
        They only let him slip away
        And sank into your dreams
        Pancho was a bandit boy
        Out of kindness I suppose
        His horse was fast
        As polished steel
        Lefty split for Ohio
        Lefty -- he can't sing the blues
        He wore his gun o'side his pants
        For all the honest world to feel
        All night long like he used to
        Pancho met his match you know
        On the deserts down in Mexico
    - Drain Bamage
      - different tunes- I'll see
        cloudbursts thunder in your
        The lunatic is in my head
        The lunatic is on the grass
        The lunatic is on the grass
        The lunatic is in my head
        Remembering games and daisy
        chains and laughs- Got to keep
        ear- you shout and no one
        You raise the blade- you make
        the loonies on the path
        The lunatic is in the hall
        the change- you rearrange
        The lunatics are in my hall
        The paper holds their folded
      - you on the dark side of the moon
        seems to hear and if the band
        me 'til I'm sane- You lock the
        faces to the floor and every
        day the paperboy brings more
        door and throw away the key
        And if the dam breaks open many
        years too soon and if there is
        you're in starts playing
        There's someone in my head
        no room upon the hill and if
        your head explodes with dark
        but it's not me- And if the
        forebodings too I'll see you
        on the dark side of the moon
  - All's Hexed in Love and War
    - Lanette's Brothers in Arms
      - x- Brothers In Arms -x
        But it's written inthe starlight
        There's so many different worlds
        These mist-covered mountains
        Are a home now for me
        So many different suns
        But my home is the lowlands
        And always will be
        And every line in your palm
        And we have just one world
        Some day you'll return to
        Your valleys and your farms
        But we live in different ones
        And you'll no longer burn
        To be brothers in arms
      - x- Dire Straits -x
        We are fools to make war
        Now the sun's gone to hell
        Thru these fields of destruction
        Baptisms of fire
        And the moon's riding high
        I've witnessed your suffering
        As the battle raged high
        On our brothers in arms
        Let me bid you farewell
        And tho they did hurt me so bad
        In the fear and alarm
        Every man has to die
        You did not desert me
        My brothers in arms
    - SilverSimplicity's Romance
      - Unless it trembled
        with lyre and rhyme
        With tumult as they thunder by
        Romance who loves
        To nod and sing
        I have no time for idle cares
        With drowsy head
        And folded wing
        To while away - forbidden things
        Through gazing on
        Among the green leaves
        As they shake
        the unquiet sky
        Far down within
        some shadowy lake
      - with the strings
        My heart would feel
        And when an hour
        To me a painted paroquet
        Hath been a most familiar bird
        with calmer wings
        Taught me my alphabet to say
        To lisp my very earliest word
        to be a crime
        Its down upon my spirit flings
        While in the wild wood I did lie
        A child with a most knowing eye
        That little time
        Of late eternal Condor years
        So shake the very Heaven on high