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Hegiroth RMB

WA Delegate: None.

Founder: The Federal Republic of Brigadier General

Last WA Update:

Board Activity History Admin Rank

Most Devout: 533rd Most Primitive: 890th Most Advanced Public Transport: 892nd+13
Most Advanced Law Enforcement: 1,225th Most Subsidized Industry: 1,352nd Highest Foreign Aid Spending: 1,381st Largest Black Market: 1,917th Most Extensive Public Healthcare: 1,935th Most Eco-Friendly Governments: 1,979th Most Efficient Economies: 2,065th Highest Average Tax Rates: 2,072nd Largest Mining Sector: 2,100th Largest Retail Industry: 2,211th Largest Furniture Restoration Industry: 2,334th Most Advanced Defense Forces: 2,373rd Most Advanced Public Education: 2,506th
World Factbook Entry

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

Latest News:
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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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    Proposed Amendment to the Constitution: On Amendments [THE BIG PROJECT]

    AccountDiplomacy by The greater low countries . 37 reads.

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    The Great Clovic Unshacklement

    AccountDiplomacy by The greater low countries . 58 reads.

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    The Second Great Clovic Unshacklement

    AccountDiplomacy by The greater low countries . 50 reads.

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    The History of Hegiroth

    FactbookHistory by Lytchett . 164 reads.

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    ARTICLE 01

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Embassies: Fredonia, Gypsy Lands, The Embassy, and The Great Universe.

Tags: Fascist, LGBT, Minuscule, Multi-Species, Password, Religious, and Totalitarian.

Hegiroth is home to a single nation.

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The Largest Publishing Industry in Hegiroth

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As a region, Hegiroth is ranked 22,459th in the world for Largest Publishing Industry.

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1.The Federal Republic of Brigadier GeneralFather Knows Best State“My trophy value exceeds my military usefulness”

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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

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

Filter

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

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.

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

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

Empire of the Clouds

Iron Maiden

To ride the storm to an empire of the clouds
To ride the storm they climbed aboard their silver ghost
To ride the storm to a kingdom that will come
To ride the storm and damn the rest... oblivion
Royalty and dignitaries brandy and cigars
Grey lady giant of the skies
You hold them in your arms
The millionth chance they laughed
To take down His Majesty's craft
To India they say, magic carpet float away
An October fateful day...

Mist is in the trees
Stone sweats with the dew
The morning sunrise red before the blue
Hanging at the mast
Waiting for command
His Majesty's Airship, the R101
She's the biggest vessel built by man, a giant of the skies
For all you unbelievers the Titanic fits inside
Drum roll tight her canvas skin silvered in the sun
Never tested with the fury with the beating yet to come
The fury yet to come

In the gathering gloom the storm rising in the west
The coxswain stared into the plunging weather glass
We must go now
We must take our chance with fate
We must go now
For a politician, he can't be late
The airship crew awake for thirty hours at full stretch
But the ship is in their backbone
Every sinew every inch
She never flew at full speed
A trial never done
Her fragile outer cover
Her achilles would become
An achilles yet to come
Sailors of the sky
A hardened breed
Loyal to the king and an airship creed
The engines drum
The telegraph sounds
Release the cords that bind us to the ground
Said the coxswain "Sir, she's heavy"
"She'll never make this flight"
Said the captain "Damn the cargo"
"We'll be on our way tonight"
Groundlings cheered in wonder
As she backed off from the mast
Baptizing them her water
From the ballast fore and aft
Now she slips into our past

Fighting the wind as it rolls you
Feeling the diesels that push you along
Watching the channel below you
Lower and lower into the night
Lights are passing below you
Northern France asleep in their beds
Storm is raging around you
A million to one, that's what he said

Reaper standing beside her
With his scythe cuts to the bone
Panic to make a decision
Experienced men asleep in their graves
Her cover is ripped and she's drowning
Rain is flooding into the hull
Bleeding to death and she's falling
Lifting gas is draining away

"We're down lads" came the cry
Bow plunging from the sky
Three thousand horses silent as the ship began to die
The flares to guide her path ignited at the last
The empire of the clouds just ashes in our past
Just ashes at the last

Here lie their dreams as I stand in the sun
On the ground where they built
And the engines did run
To the moon and the stars
Now what have we done
Oh the dreamers may die but the dreams live on
Dreams live on...
Dreams live on...

Now a shadow on a hill
The angel of the east
The empire of the clouds may rest in peace
And in a country churchyard
Laid head to the mast
Eight and forty souls
Who came to die in France

Songwriters: Dickinson Bruce

I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing will drive them awaqy
We can beat them, just for one day
We can be Heroes, just for one day

And you, you can be mean
And I, I'll drink all the time
'Cause we're lovers, and that is a fact
Yes we're lovers, and that is that

Though nothing, will keep us together
We could steal time, just for one day
We can be Heroes, for ever and ever
What d'you say?

I, I wish you could swim
Like the dolphins, like dolphins can swim
Though nothing, nothing will keep us together
We can beat them, for ever and ever
Oh we can be Heroes, just for one day

I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing will drive them away
We can be Heroes, just for one day
We can be us, just for one day

I, I can remember (I remember)
Standing, by the wall (by the wall)
And the guns, shot above our heads (over our heads)
And we kissed, as though nothing could fall (nothing could fall)
And the shame, was on the other side
Oh we can beat them, for ever and ever
Then we could be Heroes, just for one day

We can be Heroes
We can be Heroes
We can be Heroes
Just for one day
We can be Heroes

We're nothing, and nothing will help us
Maybe we're lying, then you better not stay
But we could be safer, just for one day

Bowie did this to us all. He wrote the perfect song.

"Cygnet Committee"

I bless you madly,
sadly as I tie my shoes
I love you badly,
Just in time, at times, I guess
Because of you I need to rest
Because it's you
that sets the test

So much has gone
and little is new
And as the sparrow sings
Dawn chorus for
Someone else to hear
The Thinker sits alone growing older
And so bitter

"I gave Them life
I gave Them all
They drained my very soul
...dry
I crushed my heart
to ease Their pains
No thought for me remains there
Nothing can They spare
What of me?
Who praised Their efforts
to be free?
Words of strength and care
and sympathy
I opened doors
that would have blocked Their way
I braved Their cause to guide,
for little pay

I ravaged at my finance just for Those
Those whose claims were steeped in peace, tranquility
Those who said a new world, new ways ever free
Those whose promises stretched in hope and grace for me"

I bless you madly,
sadly as I tie my shoes
I love you badly, just in time,
at times, I guess
Because of you I need to rest, oh yes
Because it's you
that sets the test

So much has gone
and little is new
And as the sunrise stream
Flickers on me,
My friends talk
Of glory, untold dream, where all is God and God is just a word

"We had a friend, a talking man
Who spoke of many powers that he had
Not of the best of men, but Ours

We used him
We let him use his powers
We let him fill Our needs
Now We are strong

And the road is coming to its end
Now the damned have no time to make amends
No purse of token fortune stands in Our way
The silent guns of love
will blast the sky
We broke the ruptured structure built of age
Our weapons were the tongues of crying rage

Where money stood
We planted seeds of rebirth
And stabbed the backs of fathers
Sons of dirt

Infiltrated business cesspools
Hating through Our sleeves
Yea, and We slit the Catholic throat
Stoned the poor
on slogans such as

'Wish You Could Hear'
'Love Is All We Need'
'Kick Out The Jams'
'Kick Out Your Mother'
'Cut Up Your Friend'
'Screw Up Your Brother or He'll Get You In the End'

And We Know the Flag of Love is from Above
And We Can Force You to Be Free
And We Can Force You to Believe"

And I close my eyes and tighten up my brain
For I once read a book in which the lovers were slain
For they knew not the words of the Free States' refrain
It said:
"I believe in the Power of Good
I Believe in the State of Love
I Will Fight For the Right to be Right
I Will Kill for the Good of the Fight for the Right to be Right"

And I open my eyes to look around
And I see a child laid slain
on the ground
As a love machine lumbers through desolation rows
Ploughing down man, woman, listening to its command
But not hearing anymore
Not hearing anymore
Just the shrieks from the old rich

And I Want to Believe
In the madness that calls 'Now'
And I want to Believe
That a light's shining through
Somehow

And I Want to Believe
And You Want to Believe
And We Want to Believe
And We Want to Live
Oh, We Want to Live

We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live
We Want to Live

I Want to Live
I Want to Live
I Want to Live

And another Great by David Bowie!

The Great Clovic Unshacklement

by The greater low countries

On April 14, 2019, the people of The Clover Confederation (TCC) declared victory over its opposition, proclaiming freedom from other regions' influence and control.

The members of TCC have experienced much suffering due to how much control their former regional governments had over them. Among these are the regions of The VALTIC (rest in peace) and Hegiroth (rest in peace as well). On March 17, 2019, TCC members New Excalibus, Rughzhenhaide, Puetavisa, and The greater low countries formed TCC, their own region.

After a month of struggling with Hegiroth, TCC declared itself free and independent from all other regions on April 14th. This day will be remembered as Clovic Unshacklement Day, and there shall be great celebration of freedom.

TCC's goals for the future are uncertain, but its establishment as a region of freedom are set in stone. May God be with it through its future.

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