Fanmix - The X-Files - CSM - From the Ashes the Guilty Man to Be Judged
Part of scifiland 's epic challenge, The Big Bang. This is one fanmix of two I am submitting: the other can be found here.
I had initially started thinking about doing one for CSM, one of the antagonists for most of TXF series, when scifiland had a challenge in Phase I to make a mix for a villain. I decided rather than doing two silly, shippy mixes, I would do one for him. He's a really fascinating character that had a handful of awesome character-development episodes, two of my favorites being Musings of a Cigarette Smoking Man and En Ami. He's fabulously layered - there's a lot more going on underneath all the apparent evil. He's really trying to do what's best for those he cares about, and I admire that. There's a reason I'm on Team Anti-Hero.
"In the end... a man finally looks at the sum of his life to see what he'll leave behind. Most of what I worked to build is in ruins and now that the... darkness descends, I... find I have no real legacy."
"I've been a destroyer all my life. Before I die, I'd like to prove that I'm capable of something more."
"For a moment, I saw something else in him. A longing for something more than power. Maybe for something he could never have."
"He believed in sacrifice... Yet, some nights, he longed for a second chance..."
"I can kill you whenever I please... but not today."
"How many historic events have only the two of us witnessed, Ronal? How often did we make or change history? And our names can never grace any pages of record. No monument will ever bear our image. And yet once again, the course of human history will be set by two unknown men standing in the shadows."
From the Ashes the Guilty Man to Be Judged
+ .zip 16 tracks + cover art
Take a Bow - Muse
You're corrupt
Bring corruption to all that you touch
You behold
And beholden for all that you've done
Cast a spell on the country you run
You will risk all their lives and their souls
And our freedom's consuming itself
What we've become
It's contrary to what we want
You bring death, and destruction to all that you touch
You must pay for your crimes against the earth
Feed the hex on the country you love
You will beg for their lives and their souls
You'll burn in hell
For your sins.
Enemy of the State (Main Theme) - Trevor Rabin & Harry Gregson-Williams
instrumental
This Is War - Smile Empty Soul
I'm just a normal man
our leaders have a plan.
I'd only kill if it's for them;
now here we are.
Come to your house and kick your door in.
Now it's down to this, it's just you and me;
I'll blow your fucking head off for my country.
I go to church and tithe,
I go to work in a suit and tie.
But this is war.
This isn't what I planned,
I wanted to be so much more.
But this is war.
Here I Dreamt I Was an Architect - The Decemberists
And here I dreamt I was a soldier
And I marched the streets of Birkenau
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
Save lay my rifle down
And I am nothing of a builder
But here I dreamt I was an architect
And I built this balustrade
to keep you safe
But the angles and the corners
Even though my work is unparalleled
They never seemed to meet
This structure fell
We live this close to death
It's better to turn this way.
Climbing up the Walls - The Vitamin String Quartet
instrumental
Heads Will Roll - Thea Gilmore
There's dirt in the machine, yeah, where there's oxygen there's rust.
Believe me, heads will roll.
Do you watch the latest traumas in radiation dots?
Or the wide-eyed executioner; gunpowder treason plot
Is there an ugly little mirror living down there in your hole?
So concrete runs in rivers but there's sugar here to suck
And absolution dot com delivers with a little bit of luck
Now there's no new ground being broken, you're just doing what you're told.
Did you think that you'd scrape by
To all the fault-lines you have seen?
Did you think you could deny
The shit you're standing in?
There's gonna be a reckoning, there's gonna be a chase
There's gonna be a hand to wipe that smile off your face
There's gonna be a sunset, you're gonna lose control
I'm telling you now, heads will roll.
Blood - Sons & Daughters
With the same eyes as me
The same fearing frame
We can try and disguise
Compromise rights
And I know what you're thinking
We wear the same dress
The same colours right
Is this what suits our weakened pride?
How do I know? 'Cause you're my blood.
With the kinks and wires like me
The same fearing frame
We can run and hide
See the signs
What's yours is mine
Blood.
Bratislava - Beirut
instrumental
Soldier Side - System of a Down
Dead man lying on the bottom of the grave,
Wondering when Savior comes
Is he gonna be saved?
Maybe you're a sinner into your alternate life.
All young men must go.
He's come so far to find the truth
he's never going home.
Cruelty to the winner, Bishop tells the King his lies.
Welcome to the soldier side.
People all grow up to die.
There is no one here but me.
House of Wolves - My Chemical Romance
Well, I know a thing about contrition,
Because I got enough to spare.
And I'll be granting your permission,
'Cause you haven't got a prayer.
Well, I think I'm gonna burn in hell,
And I said, ashes to ashes, we all fall down.
Well, I think I'm gonna burn in hell,
Everybody burn the house right down.
And say, ha
What I wanna say
Take this to my grave.
You better run like the devil,
'Cause they're never gonna leave you alone!
You better hide up in the alley,
'Cause they're never gonna find you a home!
And as the blood runs down the walls,
You see me creepin' up these halls.
I've been a bad motherfucker
Tell your sister I'm another
Tell me I'm a bad man.
I S-I-N!
Losing His Touch - Jack Off Jill
Hey there cracked God,
you're looking older.
You're looking distressed
Buy a saint to clean up your mess.
I can't breathe.
Save me.
Sew the seed.
Praise me.
I never had faith in you,
I'll never have faith in you,
I’ll resurrect myself.
You're lost and jaded,
you're faded.
You’ve become the sheep you hated.
Don't believe in you anymore.
Now I'm God
because God never loved me this much.
Now I'll play God
'cause your God is just losing his touch.
Black Sky, Burning Cloud - Lakes of Russia
instrumental
Pioneers - Bloc Party
If it can be lost then it can be won,
If it can be touched then it can be turned.
It's all under control.
If it can be lost then it can be won,
If it can be touched then it can be turned.
A sense of purpose and a sense of skill,
A sense of function but a disregard.
We said we were going to conquer new frontiers.
We promised the world, we'd tame it.
What were we hoping for?
So here we are reinventing the wheel,
I'm shaking hands with a hurricane.
It's a colour that I can't describe,
It's a language I can't understand.
Ambition, tearing out the heart of you.
We will not be the last.
Dead Things - Philip Glass
instrumental
The Beginning After the End - Stars
O, the blood and the treasure
and then losing it all,
the time that we wasted,
and the place where we fall.
Will we wake in the morning
and know what it was all for,
up in our bedroom after the war?
Requiem in D Minor (Lacrimosa) - Mozart
Lacrimosa dies illa,
Qua resurget ex favilla
Judicandus homo reus.
Huic ergo parce, Deus:
Pie Jesu Domine:
Dona eis requiem. Amen.
That day is one of weeping,
on which shall rise again from the ashes
the guilty man, to be judged.
Therefore spare this one, O God,
merciful Lord Jesus:
Give them rest. Amen.
"Life is like a box of chocolates. A cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that nobody ever asks for. Unreturnable, because all you get back is another box of chocolates. So you're stuck with this undefinable whipped mint crap that you mindlessly wolf down when there's nothing else left to eat. Sure, once in a while there's a peanut butter cup or an english toffee but they're gone too fast and taste is fleeting. So you end up with nothing but broken bits of hardened jelly and teeth-shattering nuts. If you're desperate enough to eat those, all you got left is an empty box filled with useless brown paper wrappers."
I had initially started thinking about doing one for CSM, one of the antagonists for most of TXF series, when scifiland had a challenge in Phase I to make a mix for a villain. I decided rather than doing two silly, shippy mixes, I would do one for him. He's a really fascinating character that had a handful of awesome character-development episodes, two of my favorites being Musings of a Cigarette Smoking Man and En Ami. He's fabulously layered - there's a lot more going on underneath all the apparent evil. He's really trying to do what's best for those he cares about, and I admire that. There's a reason I'm on Team Anti-Hero.
"In the end... a man finally looks at the sum of his life to see what he'll leave behind. Most of what I worked to build is in ruins and now that the... darkness descends, I... find I have no real legacy."
"I've been a destroyer all my life. Before I die, I'd like to prove that I'm capable of something more."
"For a moment, I saw something else in him. A longing for something more than power. Maybe for something he could never have."
"He believed in sacrifice... Yet, some nights, he longed for a second chance..."
"I can kill you whenever I please... but not today."
"How many historic events have only the two of us witnessed, Ronal? How often did we make or change history? And our names can never grace any pages of record. No monument will ever bear our image. And yet once again, the course of human history will be set by two unknown men standing in the shadows."
From the Ashes the Guilty Man to Be Judged
+ .zip 16 tracks + cover art
Take a Bow - Muse
You're corrupt
Bring corruption to all that you touch
You behold
And beholden for all that you've done
Cast a spell on the country you run
You will risk all their lives and their souls
And our freedom's consuming itself
What we've become
It's contrary to what we want
You bring death, and destruction to all that you touch
You must pay for your crimes against the earth
Feed the hex on the country you love
You will beg for their lives and their souls
You'll burn in hell
For your sins.
Enemy of the State (Main Theme) - Trevor Rabin & Harry Gregson-Williams
instrumental
This Is War - Smile Empty Soul
I'm just a normal man
our leaders have a plan.
I'd only kill if it's for them;
now here we are.
Come to your house and kick your door in.
Now it's down to this, it's just you and me;
I'll blow your fucking head off for my country.
I go to church and tithe,
I go to work in a suit and tie.
But this is war.
This isn't what I planned,
I wanted to be so much more.
But this is war.
Here I Dreamt I Was an Architect - The Decemberists
And here I dreamt I was a soldier
And I marched the streets of Birkenau
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
Save lay my rifle down
And I am nothing of a builder
But here I dreamt I was an architect
And I built this balustrade
to keep you safe
But the angles and the corners
Even though my work is unparalleled
They never seemed to meet
This structure fell
We live this close to death
It's better to turn this way.
Climbing up the Walls - The Vitamin String Quartet
instrumental
Heads Will Roll - Thea Gilmore
There's dirt in the machine, yeah, where there's oxygen there's rust.
Believe me, heads will roll.
Do you watch the latest traumas in radiation dots?
Or the wide-eyed executioner; gunpowder treason plot
Is there an ugly little mirror living down there in your hole?
So concrete runs in rivers but there's sugar here to suck
And absolution dot com delivers with a little bit of luck
Now there's no new ground being broken, you're just doing what you're told.
Did you think that you'd scrape by
To all the fault-lines you have seen?
Did you think you could deny
The shit you're standing in?
There's gonna be a reckoning, there's gonna be a chase
There's gonna be a hand to wipe that smile off your face
There's gonna be a sunset, you're gonna lose control
I'm telling you now, heads will roll.
Blood - Sons & Daughters
With the same eyes as me
The same fearing frame
We can try and disguise
Compromise rights
And I know what you're thinking
We wear the same dress
The same colours right
Is this what suits our weakened pride?
How do I know? 'Cause you're my blood.
With the kinks and wires like me
The same fearing frame
We can run and hide
See the signs
What's yours is mine
Blood.
Bratislava - Beirut
instrumental
Soldier Side - System of a Down
Dead man lying on the bottom of the grave,
Wondering when Savior comes
Is he gonna be saved?
Maybe you're a sinner into your alternate life.
All young men must go.
He's come so far to find the truth
he's never going home.
Cruelty to the winner, Bishop tells the King his lies.
Welcome to the soldier side.
People all grow up to die.
There is no one here but me.
House of Wolves - My Chemical Romance
Well, I know a thing about contrition,
Because I got enough to spare.
And I'll be granting your permission,
'Cause you haven't got a prayer.
Well, I think I'm gonna burn in hell,
And I said, ashes to ashes, we all fall down.
Well, I think I'm gonna burn in hell,
Everybody burn the house right down.
And say, ha
What I wanna say
Take this to my grave.
You better run like the devil,
'Cause they're never gonna leave you alone!
You better hide up in the alley,
'Cause they're never gonna find you a home!
And as the blood runs down the walls,
You see me creepin' up these halls.
I've been a bad motherfucker
Tell your sister I'm another
Tell me I'm a bad man.
I S-I-N!
Losing His Touch - Jack Off Jill
Hey there cracked God,
you're looking older.
You're looking distressed
Buy a saint to clean up your mess.
I can't breathe.
Save me.
Sew the seed.
Praise me.
I never had faith in you,
I'll never have faith in you,
I’ll resurrect myself.
You're lost and jaded,
you're faded.
You’ve become the sheep you hated.
Don't believe in you anymore.
Now I'm God
because God never loved me this much.
Now I'll play God
'cause your God is just losing his touch.
Black Sky, Burning Cloud - Lakes of Russia
instrumental
Pioneers - Bloc Party
If it can be lost then it can be won,
If it can be touched then it can be turned.
It's all under control.
If it can be lost then it can be won,
If it can be touched then it can be turned.
A sense of purpose and a sense of skill,
A sense of function but a disregard.
We said we were going to conquer new frontiers.
We promised the world, we'd tame it.
What were we hoping for?
So here we are reinventing the wheel,
I'm shaking hands with a hurricane.
It's a colour that I can't describe,
It's a language I can't understand.
Ambition, tearing out the heart of you.
We will not be the last.
Dead Things - Philip Glass
instrumental
The Beginning After the End - Stars
O, the blood and the treasure
and then losing it all,
the time that we wasted,
and the place where we fall.
Will we wake in the morning
and know what it was all for,
up in our bedroom after the war?
Requiem in D Minor (Lacrimosa) - Mozart
Lacrimosa dies illa,
Qua resurget ex favilla
Judicandus homo reus.
Huic ergo parce, Deus:
Pie Jesu Domine:
Dona eis requiem. Amen.
That day is one of weeping,
on which shall rise again from the ashes
the guilty man, to be judged.
Therefore spare this one, O God,
merciful Lord Jesus:
Give them rest. Amen.
"Life is like a box of chocolates. A cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that nobody ever asks for. Unreturnable, because all you get back is another box of chocolates. So you're stuck with this undefinable whipped mint crap that you mindlessly wolf down when there's nothing else left to eat. Sure, once in a while there's a peanut butter cup or an english toffee but they're gone too fast and taste is fleeting. So you end up with nothing but broken bits of hardened jelly and teeth-shattering nuts. If you're desperate enough to eat those, all you got left is an empty box filled with useless brown paper wrappers."