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Founder: The Federal Republic of Brigadier General

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The Archduchy of Hegiroth
"Memory, Light, and Virtue"
Founded on August 8th, 2018

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Founder: Lytchett
WA Delegate/Co-Founder: New Excalibus
Chancellor/Lord of Memes: The greater low countries
Archduke: Puetavisa
Councillor of Defense and Warfare: Rughzhenhaide
President: Vacant
Common Sense: Vacant
Ability to Defend: Vacant
Friendship: Vacant
Loss: Present



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    The Great Clovic Unshacklement

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    The Second Great Clovic Unshacklement

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    The History of Hegiroth

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    Lytchett - Ofsted Nation Report - March 2018

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The Federal Republic of Brigadier General

I'm the light every night in your world
Are you ready to watch me be legendary?
'Cause I'm ultraluminary
You wish on me in my glitter light
First star you see tonight
So wish away, wish with all your might
Upon this radiant sight
The stars ignite
They flame from dust
Born out of gravity and force they combust
And though they try in rivalry
They'll never shine bright as me
I'm the light every night in your world, hey
You revel in the glory of my beauty
You ready to watch me be legendary?
'Cause I'm ultraluminary
Whoa, welcome to lunaria
Whoa, so spectacularia
Whoa, super singulary
'Cause I'm so very, very
Extraordinaria
The cosmic shine of my fine display
Can turn the night to day
I hear they say that the Milky Way
Can't help but envy me
I am the brightest star
Superb, spectacular
It was a desert on the moon when we arrived
Gathering all of my tears, heartbreak and sighs
Jade made a potion ignite and turned the night
To a radiant city of light
From tears I rise
I rise
I'm the light every night in your world, hey
You revel in the glory of my beauty
You ready to watch me be legendary?
'Cause I'm ultraluminary
Whoa, welcome to lunaria
Whoa, so spectacularia
Whoa, super singulary
'Cause I'm so very, very
Extraordinaria

The Federal Republic of Brigadier General

Tell you where it's at
Ain't nobody crying now
'Cept for me
Cause it always matters to me yeah
Lost your head
Life is dead
So please
Don't come singing that sad song anymore
Cause just doesn't matter to me
Find another fantasy
Yeah
Go on fly
Fly back to your flame
Just a game
How you play it
So please
You won't be running that game on me no more
Cause you're gone baby gone to me
You ain't coming back
Cause you're gone baby gone to me
Right back where it's at
Find another fantasy
As you fly
Fly back to your flame
Lost your game
No one playin'
So please
You won't be running that game 'round here no more
Cause you're gone baby gone to me
(Ain't no use)
(Ain't no use)
You ain't coming back
Cause you're gone baby gone to me
(Ain't no use)
(Ain't no use)
You ain't coming
Cause you're gone baby gone
(Ain't no use)
(Ain't no use)

The Federal Republic of Brigadier General

Don't remember where I was
I realized life was a game
The more seriously I took things
The harder the rules became
I had no idea what it'd cost
My life passed before my eyes
I found out how little I accomplished
All my plans denied
So as you read this, know, my friends
I'd love to stay with you all
Please smile when you think of me
My body's gone, that's all
A tout le monde
A tout mes amis
Je vous aime
Je dois partir
These are the last words
I'll ever speak
And they'll set me free
If my heart was still alive
I know it would surely break
And my memories left with you
There's nothing more to say
Moving on is a simple thing
What it leaves behind is hard
You know the sleeping feel no more pain
And the living are scarred
A tout le monde
A tout mes amis
Je vous aime
Je dois partir
These are the last words
I'll ever speak
And they'll set me free
(So as you read this, know, my friends
I'd love to stay with you all
Please smile, smile when you think about me
My body's gone, that's all)
(These are the last words
I'll ever speak
And they'll set me free)



The Federal Republic of Brigadier General

Destroyer by The Kinks 1981

Met a girl called Lola and I took her back to my place
Feeling guilty, feeling scared, hidden cameras everywhere
Stop! Hold on, stay in control

Girl, I want you here with me
But I'm really not as cool as I'd like to be
'Cause theres a red, under my bed
And theres a little yellow man in my head
And theres a true blue inside of me
That keeps stopping me, touching ya, watching ya, loving ya

Paranoia, the destroyer
Paranoia, the destroyer

Well I fell asleep, then I woke feelin kinda queer
Lola looked at me and said, ooh you look so weird
She said, man, there's really something wrong with you
One day youre gonna self-destruct
You're up, you're down, I cant work you out
You get a good thing going then you blow yourself out

Silly boy, ya self-destroyer
Silly boy, ya self-destroyer

Silly boy, you got so much to live for
So much to aim for, so much to try for
You blowing it all with paranoia
You're so insecure, you self-destroyer

(And it goes like this, here it goes)
Paranoia, the destroyer
(Here it goes again)
Paranoia, the destroyer

Doctor, Doctor, help me please, I know you'll understand
Theres a time device inside of me, Im a self-destructin man

Theres a red under my bed
And theres a little green man in my head
And he said, you're not going crazy, you're just a bit sad
'Cause there's a man in ya, gnawing ya, tearing ya into two

Silly boy, ya self-destroyer
Paranoia, the destroyer

Self-destroyer, wreck your health
Destroy your friends, destroy yourself
The time device of self-destruction
Light the fuse and start eruption

(Yeah, it goes like this, here it goes)
Paranoia, the destroyer
(Here's to paranoia)
Paranoia, the destroyer
(Hey hey, here it goes)
Paranoia, the destroyer
(And it goes like this)

Paranoia, the destroyer
(And it goes like this)

The Federal Republic of Brigadier General

A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music
Used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while
But February made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
Something touched me deep inside
The day the music died
So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"
Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
Now, do you believe in rock 'n' roll
Can music save your mortal soul
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
I was a lonely teenage bronckin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died
I started singin', bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"
Now, for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone
But that's not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me
Oh, and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
And while Lenin read a book on Marx
A quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died
We were singin', bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"
Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast
It landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Now, the halftime air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance
'Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?
We started singin', bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"
Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again
So, come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'Cause fire is the Devil's only friend
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell
Could break that Satan spell
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
He was singin', bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"
I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn't play
And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken
And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died
And they were singin', bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"
They were singin', bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die"

Don Mclean

The Federal Republic of Brigadier General

Awake on my airplane
Awake on my airplane
My skin is bare
My skin is theirs
Awake on my airplane
Awake on my airplane
My skin is bare
My skin is theirs
I feel like a newborn
And I feel like a newborn
Awake on my airplane
Awake on my airplane
I feel so real

Could you take my picture?
'Cause I won't remember
Could you take my picture?
'Cause I won't remember
Could you take my picture?
'Cause I won't remember
Could you take my picture?
'Cause I won't remember, yeah

I don't believe in
I don't believe in your sanctity
Your privacy
I don't believe in
I don't believe in sanctity, a hypocrisy
Could everyone agree that no one should be left alone?
Could everyone agree that they should not be left alone?
And I feel like a newborn
And I feel like a newborn
Kicking and screaming

Could you take my picture?
'Cause I won't remember
Could you take my picture?
'Cause I won't remember
Could you take my picture?
'Cause I won't remember
Could you take my picture?
'Cause I won't remember, yeah

Hey dad, what do you think about your son now?
Hey dad, what do you think about your son now?

Could you take my picture?
'Cause I won't remember
Could you take my picture?
'Cause I won't remember
Could you take my picture?
'Cause I won't remember
Could you take my picture?
'Cause I won't remember
Could you take my picture?
'Cause I won't remember
Could you take my picture?
'Cause I won't remember, yeah

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The Federal Republic of Brigadier General

oday
We stood on the wall
We laughed at the Sun
We laughed at the guns
We laughed at it all
And when they
They told us to go
We paid them no mind
Like every other time
But little did we know

Today
We looked for a sign
With flames in my hands
A line in the sand
Between yours and mine
And it came
Like fire from below
Your greed led the call
My flag had to fall
But little did you know

Another day / your truth will come
You're gonna pay for what you
Pay for what you've done
You'll get what's yours / and face your crime
You'll tell them give me back what's mine
Give me back what's mine
I had never been a coward
I've never seen blood
You had sold me an ocean
And I was lost in the flood
We were counting on a leader
We were driven by need
But couldn't take temptation
And we were blinded by greed
You were steady as a sniper
We were waiting on a wire
So we never saw it coming
When you ran from the fire
You can try intimidation
And you can try to ignore
But when the time comes calling, yeah
You are gonna get yours

Another day / your truth will come
You're gonna pay for what you
Pay for what you've done
You'll get what's yours / and face your crime
You'll tell them give me back what's mine
Give me back what's mine
And so today / your truth has come
You're gonna pay for what you
Pay for what you've done
You'll get what's yours / you're out of time
And you will give me back what's mine
Give me back what's mine
Give me, give me back what's mine
Give me, give me back what's mine
What's mine
Give me, give me back what's mine
What's mine
What's mine
Give me back what's mine

Today
We stood on the wall
We laughed at the Sun
We laughed at the guns
We laughed at it all
And when they
They told us to go
We paid them no mind
Like every other time
But little did we know

Linkin Park Line in the Sand

NationStates Moderators

Here's an idea, instead of plagiarizing someone's flag then putting a scrawl on it when asked to take it down create your own flag.



The Narcostate of Puetavisa

NationStates Moderators wrote:Here's an idea, instead of plagiarizing someone's flag then putting a scrawl on it when asked to take it down create your own flag.

I'd like to appeal my warn on the basis that we all contributed to its making, but it'll end up as a "he said-she said" scenario which we both don't have the time for, nor do we care enough about to argue its legitimacy.

The flag is updated.

edit: typo

The Federal Republic of Brigadier General

Whoa

Here is a good one: "Thick as a Brick" Jethro Tull. I edited a few words just to make sure I do not offend someone "special"

Really don't mind if you sit this one out
My words but a whisper, your deafness a shout
I may make you feel, but I can't make you think
Your sp**m's in the gutter, your love's in the sink

So you ride yourselves over the fields
And you make all your animal deals
And your wise men don't know how it feels
To be thick as a brick

And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away
In the tidal destruction the moral melee
The elastic retreat rings the close of play
As the last wave uncovers the new-fangled way

But your new shoes are worn at the heels
And your suntan does rapidly peel
And your wise men don't know how it feels
To be thick as a brick

And the love that I feel is so far away:
I'm a bad dream that I just had today
And you shake your head and said, "It's a shame."

Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth
Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole truth
Spin me down the long ages: let them sing the song

See there! A son is born
And we pronounce him fit to fight
There are black-heads on his shoulders
And he pees himself in the night

We'll make a man of him
Put him to a trade
Teach him to play Monopoly
Not to sing in the rain

The Poet and the Painter casting shadows on the water
As the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea
The doer and the thinker. No allowance for the other
As the failing light illuminates the mercenary's creed

The home fire burning, the kettle almost boiling
But the master of the house is far away
The horses stamping, their warm breath clouding
In the sharp and frosty morning of the day

And the poet lifts his pen
While the soldier sheaths his sword
And the youngest of the family
Is moving with authority
Building castles by the sea
He dares the tardy tide
To wash them all aside

The cattle quietly grazing at the grass down by the river
Where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea
The builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose
And contemplates the milking girl whose offer is his need

The young men of the household have all gone into service
And are not to be expected for a year
The innocent young master, thoughts moving ever faster
Has formed the plan to change the man he seems

And the poet sheaths his pen
While the soldier lifts his sword
And the oldest of the family
Is moving with authority
Coming from across the sea
He challenges the son
Who puts him to the run

What do you do when the old man's gone?
Do you want to be him?
And your real self sings the song
Do you want to free him?

No one to help you get up steam
And the whirlpool turns you way off-beam

I've come down from the upper class to mend your rotten ways
My father was a man of power whom everyone obeyed

So, come on, all you criminals! I've got to put you straight
Just like I did with my old man twenty years too late

Your bread and water's going cold
Your hair is short and neat
I'll judge you all and make damn sure
That no-one judges me

You curl your toes in fun
As you smile at everyone
You meet the stares
You're unaware that your doings aren't done

And you laugh most ruthlessly
As you tell us what not to be
But how are we supposed to see
Where we should run?

I see you shuffle in the courtroom
With your rings upon your fingers
And your downy little sidies
And your silver-buckle shoes

Playing at the hard case
You follow the example
Of the comic-paper idol
Who lets you bend the rules

So, come on, ye childhood heroes!
Won't you rise up from the pages of your comic-books
Your super crooks
And show us all the way

Well, make your will and testament
Won't you join your local government
We'll have Superman for president
Let Robin save the day

You put your bet on number one
And it comes up every time
The other kids have all backed down
And they put you first in line

And so you finally ask yourself just how big you are
And you take your place in a wiser world of bigger motor cars
Now you wonder who to call on

So, where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday?
And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you through?

They're all resting down in Cornwall
Writing up their memoirs
For a paper-back edition
Of the Boy Scout Manual

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