'Sparkle' sings with the voice of Whitney

Aug 10, 2012 | Posted by: roboblogger | Full story: MetroMix

Whitney Houston, who died in February, offers her final performance in 'Sparkle,' in theaters Aug.

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#1 Aug 10, 2012
I'd hit it.
White Lion

Schenectady, NY

#3 Sep 5, 2012
The sparkle of dead eyes,
Clipped lids from the hands of fate,
Her voice box torn from her throat,
Rubber gloved falcons holding it above,
Her honker sliced to see the hole in her brain,
Her nasty mug peeled back over her dried scalp,
Plastic ties bound her chicken arms and legs,
They probe inside her fishy holes with fingers,
The stink of beaten boiled chicken and clam,
They slice and shave her dark dead skin,
They take out her dead heart from her broken rib,
Twisted dangling fungus toes bent off with cutters,
Her liver and other barbarian organs pickled tight,
Her empty corpse discarded with her guts in box,
The breeding of buzzing, hatching eggs inside...
White Lion

Schenectady, NY

#4 Sep 22, 2012
Roaming the night like angels in flight,
The proud horsemen of justice for superior race,
The grand flowing white robes of the hooded saints,
The watching electric eye...
The Dragon's breath baptized with clean fire,
The continued quest to the holy mountain of Orion,
The silver blades of steel beheading the barbarians,
Their filthy bare feet running from the wrath of Ka,
Their necks roped like cattle in the fearless storm,
The forest trees prepared for the fruits of destiny,
The apes scattering in the new promise of death,
Their twisted mouths wired in the swinging branches,
Their broken curled up toes dangling above the soil,
And the laughter of the celebration is told...
U sound rejected

San Diego, CA

#5 Sep 25, 2012
White Lion wrote:
Roaming the night like angels in flight,
The proud horsemen of justice for superior race,
The grand flowing white robes of the hooded saints,
The watching electric eye...
The Dragon's breath baptized with clean fire,
The continued quest to the holy mountain of Orion,
The silver blades of steel beheading the barbarians,
Their filthy bare feet running from the wrath of Ka,
Their necks roped like cattle in the fearless storm,
The forest trees prepared for the fruits of destiny,
The apes scattering in the new promise of death,
Their twisted mouths wired in the swinging branches,
Their broken curled up toes dangling above the soil,
And the laughter of the celebration is told...
What happened, White Lion? Did she reject you before she died??
White Lion

Schenectady, NY

#7 Oct 9, 2012
U sound rejected wrote:
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What happened, White Lion? Did she reject you before she died??
The dead walking,
Along the lurking shadows,
The electricity of sparkle,
The flames of a pig roast,
In the forest lawn of long grass,
Tombstone and bare trees,
Their graves open in moonlight,
In shattered hills,
The stink of decomposing flesh,
Vomit from twisted mouths,
Her tongue ripped out by the roots,
Through her expanded honker,
The labored breathing,
Of the cocaine queen of sloth,
Her balding skull,
Fiercely bobbling with the frenzy of gobbling turkey,
Her holes filled with the seed ,
The exploding one eyed serpent,
The pillows of eternal rest,
Torn apart within feathers in the wind,
The barbarian hung high,
From the branches of sap and maple,
The bark skinned,
Shaven with the blades of British steel of silver,
The secret order of the sainted,
The recording industry of White Lions,
Their hooded heads bow in silence on celebration day...
White Lion

Schenectady, NY

#8 Oct 19, 2012
Cold graves of the decaying ghetto monkeys,
The filthy barbarians in their locked cages,
Their wooden coffins painted gold,
The ground spitting the seed,
The mountain of proud celebration,
The soldiers of the guiding force,
The fair prince of superiority,
The hooded giants riding free,
The holy houses of grand horses of death,
The apes slaughtered under the new order,
The reign of falcons,
The burial of the wicked,
The disgusting baboons of pimple,
Their brains removed,
Eyes rolling back while their hearts pump,
Their heads hung high and dunked with pleasure,
The darkness in the fruited plums of Ka,
The burning of flesh fills the sweet cornfields,
Long knives of the hairy blood and gut of steel,
Their open twisted mouths screaming in terror,
One by one across the new promised land of destiny,
The sweet music of the powerful Dragon rings again,
The murdered flesh of pork and dark lamb offering,
It is just the beginning for the warriors of truth.
White Lion

Schenectady, NY

#9 Oct 30, 2012
Her dead glazed eyes sparkle no more,
The hooded falcon flying high towards the sun,
Graves of the slaughtered barbarians looted,
Their ape skin decaying with the worms of infinity,
And the shadows continue laughing in the wind,
The forests full of hung fruit of broken necks,
The burnt hills across the mountainous divide,
The smell of the fresh pork of crisp bacon,
Their twisted toes dangling in the clouded skies,
The book of the unspoken dead within Eagle's wing,
The horses riding through the beaten path of earth,
Written for the grand masters of the whipping tool,
Their backs bloody with the sweat of pain and fear,
The drooling spit of their gritted teeth in death,
The dried leather of dead ape skin,
Boiled and hardened,
Voice boxes torn out of their screaming throats,
The expert plans of the religious White Lions,
The precious gemstones of undying intellectual Ka,
The swords of the endless fighting in the war,
Time is just beginning for the battle of life...
The darkness turning into the shining light within,
White Lion

Schenectady, NY

#10 Nov 2, 2012
In clouded blood red skies,
The sound of battering wings,
The electric eye of the hooded falcon,
Watching the unearthing of barbarian graves,
Their cracked skulls hung high,
The fruited plums in the forests of bare trees,
Their decaying lizard tongues,
Spitting the drool on burial grounds,
The curse of Satan's breath in the flaming pit,
The darkness of their worthless souls in torture,
The screaming apes skinned of their scalps,
Made into warm coats for the proud White Lion,
The whips flying to their bleeding backs of pain,
Their eyes white in the forbidden evenings of moon,
The cold winter's frost creeping onto the land,
Scattering like frightened branded cattle,
The beaten paths across the divide,
The battle swords of the stomping horsemen in war.
White Lion

Schenectady, NY

#11 Nov 2, 2012
The body of the ape,
Raped and taken from the grave,
Her coffin removed,
Lifted from the burial grounds,
The lid opened,
Torn with a crowbar and white muscle,
Her head was stuck,
Bonded to her moldy pillow like glue,
The odor was strong of decaying barbarian flesh,
The stink of boiled,
The beaten and screaming monkey,
Her diamonds were cut off her long dead fingers,
Her rotted mug of bowel movement,
The delivery of fresh diarrhea,
The spread cheeks of the proud White Lion,
The gases of a prolonged rip of rotten egg fart,
The brown slush in the slave casket,
The degrading of a filthy clown at the award show,
The dump of warm new worm food for creepy crawlers,
Cocaine spoons and snorted flat of nose honker,
The buzzing of flies inside her cracked skull,
The next famous barbarian to be murdered is soon...
White Lion

Schenectady, NY

#12 Nov 4, 2012
The worms, bugs and maggots in her casket,
Chewing on remains of rotted dark meat,
The eye sockets bare where her eyes used to be,
Her boiled skull stuck to her feathered death pillow,
Her beaten arms and hands glued to her chest,
The flies buzzing in her ribcage of decaying pork,
The dead barbarian and her final resting place,
Defaced, disturbed, dehumanized by white hands,
Her rings of diamonds sliced off her long fingers,
The smell of ape diarrhea in the foggy mist of night,
The sound of the branches in the trees,
Her head hung, dangling with her open tongue out,
And the celebration of the lizard ride on...
The hoofs of the horses jump into the clouded skies.
White Lion

Schenectady, NY

#13 Nov 8, 2012
Crusted dead,
The bodies of lard,
Her throat screaming in the wind,
The coffins of the barbarians,
Their heads unearthed,
The ground spilling guts,
The seed of the serpent,
Her honker rotted off her filthy mug,
The dried blood, sweat and tears of baboon,
The cocaine packed with tender arms,
Her brain removed from the swinging branches,
The armor and swords of the proud and free,
The hooded horsemen of death in the fruited plains,
Flight of the Eagle has risen over the mountain,
For her legs were torn from her limbs and hung,
The dangling of her twisted toes of growing nail,
Beaten again by lords of truth in promised lands,
Her back to the whipping of the new master knight,
Her torso skinned into the bark of bloody moss,
His eyes under the black hood of secret breath...
White Lion

Schenectady, NY

#14 Nov 8, 2012
The fire across the barbarian lands,
The scattering of the frightened apes,
Their tongues hanging out of their twisted mouths,
The wrath of the electric eye of the holy saints,
Guns of Orion in the fields of battle for power,
The slaughtering of the beaten squeal of torture,
Their skin used for the mass production of leather,
Boiled for the pleasure of the superior White Lion,
Celebration in the dark forests of the lizard,
The grand horseman riding into the clouded skies,
The massacre of victory among the giants of men,
The brave, proud and free with the hands of fate,
Time is on the side of the great kingdom of Gib,
For the music industry shall embrace sweet music,
The power of the hooded knights of greatness...
White Lion

Schenectady, NY

#15 Nov 13, 2012
The everlasting power,
Force of the fierce White Lion,
The sparkle in his eyes,
Proud from the slaughter,
The dangling heads of hunted prey,
The apes scattering,
Fallen in the breeze,
The killings in onion fields,
The horses of thumping thunder,
The sound of war across the divide,
The swords of sharpened steel,
Knights beheading barbarian,
The sweet incense of jasmine,
The scent burning in the hills,
The flower of the clouded Heaven,
Celebration day,
For a new day has come,
The warmth of victory for the hooded saints...
White Lion

Schenectady, NY

#16 Nov 13, 2012
The dead barbarian,
Deep in her grave,
Awake to the darkness,
The voodoo of cocaine,
Tiny heads of pins,
In the bobbling water,
The steam of golden showers,
Her breathing honker expanded,
The fish of puckered lip,
Her battered hands inside the casket lid,
The scream of the ape under the ground,
Her dark skin crawling with maggots,
A worm in her twisted mouth,
The fever burning her shattered brain,
Satan calling in secret codes,
The backward message of recording industry,
A tattooed dancer on the electric cross,
Miming clowns of stage and circus,
The pre-recorded sloths of the endless night,
The flames of a scalp with the smoke of pain,
The molester of the drugged up children,
The juice of plum down his skinny throat,
The beheading of flickering eyes of llama,
The stink of greasy lard in the blackness,
The pits of the hung skulls in the deep forest,
Ghosts of the tortured dead souls of emptiness...
White Lion

Schenectady, NY

#17 Nov 13, 2012
The soul of darkness of tortured apes,
Their teeth gritted in as their backs bleed,
The unbearable pain of the whips flying,
Their screams silent in the pit of Satan,
The white knights of hooded horsemen ride on,
The forests of plums of the beheaded barbarians,
The fire of the twisted bodies of the lizards,
Their tongues sliced with the fork of blades,
The winter days of the blizzard in the mountain,
Snow blinded by iron maidens of united evil,
The chants of faith for a brand new world of men,
The giants of the brave White Lion waiting...
The frozen arms of strong trust within infinity,
The guns blazing in the fields of the storm front,
Deep blowing snow drifts covering the graves,
And the weak shall be defeated on this land,
The earthly domain of the wrath of soldiers path,
Fly by night thy serpent bird of electric eye,
The planet of kings and queens of the grand dragon,
The evening must fall with quiet frost of death...
White Lion

Schenectady, NY

#18 Nov 17, 2012
The death of the lizard of skinned fin,
Her blue tongue dried of pimple,
Cocaine packed up her infected honker,
The stub midget fingers probing holes,
Her bobbling head pushed under the steam,
The screaming barbarian flopping like fishy,
A hook in her wide sucking hoover of fat lip,
Her grave violated by the hooded knights,
The darkness under the silent moon of wolves,
Their jaws of teeth ripping the decaying flesh,
The hunger within the blowing plums in the forests,
Her wig matted down with the drooling spit,
Torn apart by the fierce struggle for ape bone,
The four horsemen of the ghost riders in the sky,
Riding towards the clouded mountains of Orion,
The snow drifts covering frozen fruit left behind,
For the falcon shall watch from the twisted tower,
The sign of life in the fields within burnt hills,
The war has just begun for white warriors of truth.
White Lion

Schenectady, NY

#19 Nov 21, 2012
Her rope swing of jungle beast,
Tightly around her chicken necked throat,
The barbarian lie next to the violent baboon,
His pink palm slapping her bruised ass in lust,
The drool of shaken strings of spit from wide lip,
Her honker breathing of heated passion and pain,
He sliced off her pimpled jugs at half pass eight,
Her screaming silenced by the entry of love muscle,
The shooting lava of wild eyed ape...
The lotion squirting on her dark torso with pride...
White Lion

Schenectady, NY

#20 Nov 24, 2012
The death of browned skinned cocaine mama and ape,
Floating in the steamed tub of logged turds,
Her expanded honker of two holed skinned fishy,
Slow breathing in the flowing boiled water,
Hooked in her fat lip of flapping puckered smack,
The stink of barbarian alfo sheen of greasy lard,
Soapy suds of torture on the shower rods of love,
The egg drop of lotion and seed of the powerful,
Gloved falcons probing the spaz of flip-flopping,
Her wrinkled brown skin peeled with bladed knives,
Chicken legs strung up and tied behind her ears,
The stink of watery diarrhea squirting from cheeks,
Spread like butter for the victorious white lion,
Her voice box removed with tender hands of faith,
Her eye balls popped out of their hole sockets,
The final screaming spit of lizard tongue,
They stuff throbbing vains deep, guzzling down,
Its sliding, warm lava exploding through her neck,
The lotion of warm, clear fluids of piggy lust,
Hands slapping her battered pattering of flab....
White Lion

Schenectady, NY

#21 Nov 26, 2012
The endless screaming in the cages of Hell,
The barbarian tied to the stake,
Her honker removed and a hook through her mouth,
Her chin raw with the wipe of sandpaper,
Her dark body skinned for hardened leather,
Branded by the symbol of the upside down cross,
Her fingers and toes sliced off and tightly jarred,
The pickled lizard of a beaten punching bag,
Her bobbling head on a stick of burning pork,
Her scalp peeled back from her ugly mug of bruises,
Her tongue torn from deep down her infected throat,
The stink of alfo sheen spread on pimpled bread,
The pulled pork of baboon simmering in crock pot,
The homemade stew of terrorized ape and maiden,
The steel of the blood pump and hoses of fluids,
Draining of secret recording industry promotion,
Her death was planned and carried out with care...

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