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  1. All of the above
  2. B. Complete these sentences using the prefixes over- or out-, and the correct form of the verbs above. Use each prefix and verb combination only once.
  3. Change the sentences above which are false so that they are true.
  4. D. All of the above
  5. Eight of the following nouns, all found in the text above, also exist unchanged as verbs. Which are they? What are the related verbs from the other ten nouns?
  6. Exercise 3.Fill in the blanks with the words from the text above.
  7. Exercise 4. Organize the following sets of sentences in the order of formality as shown in the example above. The first one is done for you as a guide.

 

Now I understand

This lousy masquerade

Why I'm always hesitating

Wait for something motivating

Undecided moves dictates

From someone above who is no god?

 

He’s some species

No differend than my own

Feels alive but is a puppet

Tied with strings like mine

 

Feels helpless as I

Feels just as lost as I

 

Worlds inside other worlds dreams inside of dreams...


 

Dirty Granny Tales – Earth

 

Strange, solid and cold, my new home… Painful my footsteps on stone…

Creatures that crawl run and hide, Creatures that fly pass me by

 

I stand alone. Anyone? Please hear my call. Anyone?

Figures I see in the night They wave their hands, yelling

 

Welcome, welcome to our plane and

Blessed be the name of…

The Son of life… our Lord…

 

Both whisper their words in my ears

Sweetness disguises their fears

 

White one says, “Please, let us play”

Black one says, “don’t spoil our game”

 

Sorry, sorry, never fit a game…

Sorry, sorry, take the roads again…

 

I shall live in clouds of fantasy

And be remembered in tales of men…

and dolls…!


 

Dirty Granny Tales – The Mirrorface

 

Look at me smiling

You are so inspiring

Trust in my friendship

Pass me on your hardship

 

Oh you’re so gorgeous

Clever and courageous

Please be my hero

I will be your mirror

 

Be my possession

Fooled by your reflection

I need your loving, don’t you disappoint me

Dance with your ego, fame is your placebo

Take my devotion, feed me you emotion

Play strong and brave, while I dig your grave

I’ll be your fool, if you be my tool…

Oh come to me! And I will be you doll

I’ll answer every call Your loving is my pray

I’ll suck you all the way…

 

Be my possession

Fooled by your reflection

I need your loving

Don’t you disappoint me

Dance with your ego

Fame is your placebo

Take my devotion

Feed me you emotion

 

Victim of my thirst for love

Victim of my thirst for love

 


 

Dirty Granny Tales – The Storyteller

 

Nights smell and blood stain,

Mould breath and frog rain

Creepy corners of your mind,

Dirty Granny lurks inside

Creatures of sadness,

Gather in silence

Hear me unravel,

My tales

Lifeless bodies hit the ground,

Puppets dancing all around

Dead empty faces leaving no traces

The walls of this deep dark well,

Are under my evil spell

Your meaningless lives I steal,

Your innocent dreams I kill

Cold skin and goat eyes,

False gods and blanc skies

Mind trap and shut door,

Bare truth I stand for

Creatures of sadness,

Gather in silence

Hear me unravel,

My tales


 

Dirty Granny Tales – Didi Love’s

 

Light blossom tonight,

Into my barren heart

Stillness moves and Silence Sings

 

The first glimpses of love

My sweet torment of love

I found You…

I need You…

My love, God of my heart

 

Lights pointing each night

You on the stage

Your love I can’t fight

Queen of my tales

 

This love is disgrace

You’re not my Kind

Your mystical grace

Folded me blind

 

Fences can’t resist the swarm of Love

Nothing stops the tidal waves of love


 

Dirty Granny Tales – The Trip

 

Time to throw away your burden

To ride the broom and never

Look back to your previous life

It’s time you reap the roots of past…

 

Go fly above your weakness

The sky above is endless

Look below this world is small

Could not contain your godly soul…

 

Trembling of my heart

Rippling of my dream

Distance takes apart

All that I had been

 

Lost in skies of velvet

Lonelier than ever

Counting on my self alone

 

Nooo! Never brake

Always trust you inner sense

Wonders wait you on your road

Look ahead

Miracles are everywhere

Life will take you by the hand

 

Hours don’t last long

That’s a secret law

Moments that you live

You can never keep

 

No use holding on

Soon you’ll have to go

Journey never ends

Everything just flows

 

Leave behind this cloud

Go and make me proud

There’s no time to waste

Planet Earth awaits…


 

Dirty Granny Tales – Packing Up

 

Trousers and shirts courage and prudence

My favorite toys, my drawings, my sorrow, my hurt

 

Whatever should I take?

Objects and feelings are evenly packed in my case…

 

Why should I take this…

Long, long way from my childhood and

Long, long way from home

 

Long gone all my delusions are

Long gone and I walk alone

 

I could be your friend, you know…

There’s no more room in my heart

No more room in my case

Take me and never be lonely… lonely…

 

My Quest is calling… lonely. In life sometimes

You must say goodbye…

 

Please help me leave… These walls of pain…

 

I’ll entertain you and love you

Just help me escape

These walls of pain…

Don’t let me shrivel

I’ll die if you live me inside

These walls of pain…


 

Dirty Granny Tales – Broomman’s Death

 

Alienation… Walk with hungry wolves in frozen streets I’m loose

Devastation… Rotten roses bend upon the poison blend

A cripple moon above, a cripple wreck of love..

 

Why do dreams die in the morning? Locked away in heavy walls?

What’s the point of all this morning? Revenge, the only way to go!

 

You know He used His ways to tease her

Filthy tricks and boasting empty words

Tricks I’d never play on her, oh no, Tricks would never stain my purest love

 

Feeble servants, pathetic lives desire, hopes, a pack of lies

Weed is weed and Trees are Trees. Don’t you rise in front of me!

 

I would kiss her every morning… “Wake up my love… wake my love”

Can’t you see my heart is yearning? “Arouse my love… arouse my love”

 

I was meant to be the King of Ants, She was meant to be my Queen of Ants

She will be my Queen of Ants, You should never steal my Queen of Ants…

 

Dolls should listen to my warnings?

Borderlines cannot be crossed

Wrath and fearsome wings are blowing

 

Your lives are Mine, Your lives are Mine

Your lies are Mine, your lies are Mine

 

Your life I’m calling off…

Dirty Granny Tales – Lullaby

 

Sleep my Prince

Sweet marmalade dreams

Sleep my only Son

 

Fate decided

You’ll be guided

In a foreign land…

 

Sleep my baby

Of paper and clay

My Creator’s Son

Partly God and Partly Puppet

You’re the Chosen One

 

He shall cross the gates of worlds

to the Human land…

 

Why should I go to that world?

 

This dark pit your brilliance will eat

Freak you will be called

 

while…

 

Earth will praise you

Embrace you

Treat you like a God!!!


 

Dirty Granny Tales – Son’s Ridicule

 

In this yard of Pigs

A diamond I reveal

The Creator’s flesh and blood

A puppet witche’s breed

 

In this yard of Pigs

In this yard of Pigs

In this yard of Pigs

In this yard of Pigs

 

Of Pigs…

…Our God has spared us to father this doll!

This is an honour, a blessing for all!

Ladies and Gentlemen come see the Son!

God in flesh and puppet in Soul!

 

In this hall of freaks

Yes miracles exist…

Watch this face and taste a grace

Beyond your wildest dreams

 

It’s a freak!

Our God has spared us

to father this doll

A freak!

This is an honour

a blessing for all!

A freak!

Ladies and Gentlemen come see the Son!

A freak!

God in flesh and puppet in Soul!

A freak!

 

Forgive us father for envying your grace…

…but you’ve made us puppets to act on your plays…

And in this damned play we shall ravage your Son…

For He’s your beloved and we just tools from the show

 

Come and see Ladies and Gentlemen

The freak of freaks… the abomination

The Creators bastard!


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