Microsoft Works is a discontinued office suite developed by Microsoft. Works was smaller, was less expensive, and has fewer features than Microsoft Office or other major office suites. Its core functionality includes a word processor, a spreadsheet and a database management system. Later versions have a calendar application and a dictionary while older releases included a terminal emulator. Works was available as a standalone program, and as part of a namesake home productivity suite. Because of its low cost ($40 retail, as low as $2 OEM), companies frequently pre-installed Works on their low cost machines.
Microsoft Works originated as MouseWorks, an integrated spreadsheet, word processor and database program, designed for the Macintosh by ex-Apple employee Don Williams and Rupert Lissner. Williams was planning to emulate the success of AppleWorks, a similar product for Apple II computers. However, Bill Gates and his Head of Acquisitions, Alan M. Boyd, convinced Williams to license the product to Microsoft instead. Initially it was to be a scaled-down version of Office for the (then) small laptops such as the Radio Shack TRS-80 Model 100 which Microsoft was developing. As laptops grew in power, however, Microsoft Works, as it was to be called, evolved as a popular product in its own right.
XLR may refer to:
XLR-12 is an indole-based synthetic cannabinoid drug that was invented by Abbott Laboratories in 2006. It is an analogue of XLR-11 where the 5-fluoropentyl chain has been replaced with a 4,4,4-trifluorobutyl chain. XLR-12 is relatively highly selective for the CB2 receptor, with a Ki of 0.09 nM and 167x selectivity over the related CB1 receptor, however it still retains appreciable affinity for CB1 with a Ki of 15 nM.
XLR-12 is illegal in Hungary and Japan.
Terrorize, frozen eyes
Stare deep in me
Paralyzed, inside
Death breeds on your pain
Pretty lace lie in hate
You wear my scars
Terrified, you find
That you push me too far
Your repulsiveness reminds me
Of dead flesh
Rotting corpse
The smell of your putrid fucking soul
Petrified that I decide
The moment of your death
Belongs to me, the taste is sweet
It's so unreal
Your God weeps, it bleeds
It begs for me
God is letting you recover
Welcome to my black serenade
The entrance to my hell, your pain
Scream your song, the black serenade
Live in fear, a mind insane
Voice inside my head
Your face still shows itself to me
Telling me you're dead
Staring at your lifeless body
I saw you fucking die
My mind's tearing itself apart
Screaming from the inside
Release this pain from my fucking heart
Destroy the empty shell
Smash away the haunting fear
I hate your endless stare
Watching as I fuck your corpse
Welcome to my black serenade
The entrance to my hell, your pain
Walk on through a tortured mind
You'll scream your song in time
Welcome to my black serenade
The entrance to my hell, your pain
Flesh is burnt, the black serenade
Live in fear, no coming back
Welcome to my black serenade
The entrance to my hell, your pain
Walk on through a tortured mind
You'll scream your song in time
Welcome to my black serenade
The entrance to my hell, your pain
Flesh is burnt, the black serenade