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St Goran
Coordinates: 50°14′38″N 4°48′43″W / 50.244°N 4.812°W / 50.244; -4.812
St Goran is a coastal civil parish in Cornwall, England, United Kingdom. The church town, Gorran Churchtown, is situated approximately six miles (10 km) south-southwest of St Austell. However, the largest settlement in the parish is the coastal village of Gorran Haven, a mile to the east. The population of the parish as quoted in the 2011 census is 1,260.
The parish is bounded by the sea to the east and south. It is bordered by St Michael Caerhays parish to the west and by St Ewe and Mevagissey parishes to the north.
The patron saint Guron or Goronus is said to have come here from Bodmin. The parish church is a fine building of the 15th century though the foundation is Norman. Features of interest include the bench ends and the late medieval font. At Gorran Haven is a 15th-century chapel of St Just, restored in the 1860s. At Bodrugan there are some remains of the medieval manor house of the Bodrugans which also had a chapel.
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by Korn
Seed
by: KornEvery day it gets a little harder, can't seem to get away.
I remember there's a certain place, a place I wish I'd stay.
I feel so lost within - pressured, I'm headed for that day.
Just one thought in my head, really. Do I need this fame?
Every time, god damn, I look at my son (seed), I see something I can't be.
Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be.
Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so weak,
Something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe.
I lay in bed at night and wonder, should I go on this way?
It's the only thing I really got for now, and it's called fame.
Every time, god damn, I look at my son (seed), I see something I can't be.
Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be.
Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so worried,
something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe.
So I see this face so innocent and fine... and so fine.
So I see this face and I realize it's mine.
I feel the rattle...
So I see this face so innocent and fine... and so fine.
So I see this face and I realize it's mine.
I feel the rattle...
Every time, god damn, I look at my son (seed), I see something I can't be.
Beautiful and care free, that's how I used to be.
Like some god damn fucking freak, I'm so pressured, I'm so worried,
something takes a hold of me, something I can't believe.