HOLImµs¡©THREE This is a series of compositions, written after the attacks on September 11. Full of missbelief, anger, hopelessness and hope. I wrote only to self medicate and find some sort of peace. War1 My first thoughts, as much as I don't believe in any sort of War. I was pissed/I craved revenge. written September 11, 2001. 1:34min. 20 kb eals The powers of our special forces, written November 2001 2:32min. 30kb HideAndSeek1 A game of cat and mouse. Not so tuff without hi-jacked airliners are ya, chicken-shits. November 2001 2:12min. 25kb GroundWar I wrote this after we sent in ground troops, Kick ass. written November 2001 2:33min. 20kb HideAndSeek2 2:29 26kb Seals 2:39 34kb War2 Same as the first composition of War only more serious 1:39min. 25kb B52 Bomb the fuck out of them, fuck them in the eye sockets, written sometime in September 2001 2:08 17kb WarIsOver Here I return to my beliefs that War is compleatly wrong, Peace is the only true answer.It's time to stop this game of powers and let the universe unfold as it may. Written in November 2001 1:23 29kb ^ plêäsé wäît 30-60 sêcöñds fº® sõngs tó løåd © ²002 Rand Holiday HÕLÍRÄNDÂZÉR@ÑÈT§©ÃPÊ.NÈT HISSTORY MUZICTOYS EARTOOLZ ^CONTACT^ c l o s e