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![]() Non Serviam ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 5600 Регистриран: 1-July 07 Град: Плевен / Велико Търново Потребител N: 2189 ![]() |
Blood Red Throne - Affiliated With The Suffering
Terror and chaos A new world order Reign in fear The grip of clawed hands Like a plague Sweeping across the land The human race Is erased like writings In the sand A new leader Will rise from The ashes of the weak A reign of hate And sovereignty Blood spill or not Hate they breed All human life Will seize to be A scream for death A cry for pity Deaf is the ear Of those weak Terror! Chaos! Reign! Fear! Terror and chaos The new world order They reign in fear With a taste for blood Like a plague Sweeping across the land The human race Is erased like writings In the sand Affiliated with the suffering They will dominate Affiliated with the suffering They are here to stay Affiliated with the suffering Weak are they who pray Affiliated with the suffering There will be no second day! |
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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
Visceral Bleeding - Rip the Flesh
The rotten body lies before me Blood still dripping from the wounds Can't have this fucker looking at me Eyes wide open, intense gaze Force my thumbs into the eyes, press them back into the head See them burst open wide, covering my hands as it smears Grab the skull. It's slippery, hard to find a real good grip Hard to find the perfect grip Insert a hook in the back of the head Elevate the body a few feet of the ground Remove all clothes, expose the cadaver Swirling and rocking from side to side Tearing from the body, removing all the skin Rotten flesh and tissue has been revealed Glance across the tools, need something sharp to open him Hacking in the flesh with a pair of gleaming scissors Inserting them into the abdomen and cut it up Out spills the entrails, falling to the floor Cleaning him out, nothing stays inside Scrape up his waste, put them in a bucket I seek to find redemption, salvation for my mind Succumb to my aggression, redeem the ill treated I find my stimulation in pain beyond control I have to push on harder to maintain this feeling Covet the pain - Covet the kill Demanding pain - Demanding kill Grab my pliers and cut the spine The nerve chords are pouring out into his chest cavity Moving up onto his skull, crack it open even more Clutch the brain firm and steady, start to pull It gives in easily, the head is emptied, brain put in a jar With a jigsaw I open up the torso The heart and lungs now lay exposed The scissors release them from their attachments The body's now been emptied and all has been taken out Leave the butchered carcass hanging from a shining hook Turn off the lights and leave the room, yet still I'm not fullfilled I seek to find redemption, salvation for my mind Succumb to my aggression, redeem the ill treated I find my stimulation in pain beyond control I have to push on harder to maintain this feeling Covet the pain - Covet the kill Demanding pain - Demanding kill -------------------- Хората ме наричат луд, но все още не е изяснено дали лудостта не е висша форма на интелект и дали всичко славно - всичко задълбочено - не е рожба на болната мисъл, на онези настроения на ума, достигнати за сметка на разума. Сънуващите денем знаят много неща, които убягват на сънуващите единствено нощем. В своите сиви видения те успяват да зърнат вечността и се събуждат разтреперани от мисълта, че са били на прага на голяма тайна. Научават по нещо откъслечно от мъдростта, което е за добро, и повече от обикновеното познание, което е за зло. Едгар Алан По - "Елеонора". Ние сме завинаги нова генерация със кървящи от мъка и болка очи. Знаем, че за нас няма компенсация и повръщаме върху надеждата за по-добрите дни. Keelhauled |
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![]() Рицар на върховен дом Сянка ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Metal World Conclave Коментари: 13162 Регистриран: 26-November 05 Град: София Потребител N: 1041 ![]() |
In Flames - Colony
In your world, the day is no threat In my world, there is an absence of light "Genetic superior cell" controlled By the fathomless and unbearable A radical new form of plastic and rage Biologically optimized But with a strangling pulse In your world, you find me worthy In my world, I "parashoot" my life A virtual drugstore populated By the fathomless and unbearable Machine, meat and blood In an intimate relationship The new - superior - More effective than all the preceding When we can no longer Cry and reality is torn Then it's easy to forget That the responsibility lies on us all When we can no longer Cry and reality is torn Then it's easy to forget That the responsibility lies on us all In your world, the night is no threat In my world, the darkness Transforms to a vision of hell Populated by fathomless and unbearable. -------------------- |
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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
Stormrider да се чуства поздравен с таз песен
Vader - Predator My father is not some fiery prince I wear no fangs or red eyes Mirrors and daylight are silly lies In all those stories you spread about me . No magic, no covens and terror I walk among you as one of you Never kill your food Violence is a mark of the Dump I live for the sting and the cascades That wash the back of my throat I live for the flood of the red Flowing down and quenching the thirst To pass the aeons of solitary fate I sometimes write the stories That tell more about your lazy minds Than about the predator like me. I live for the sting and the cascades That wash the back of my throat I live for the flood of the red Flowing down and quenching the thirst -------------------- Хората ме наричат луд, но все още не е изяснено дали лудостта не е висша форма на интелект и дали всичко славно - всичко задълбочено - не е рожба на болната мисъл, на онези настроения на ума, достигнати за сметка на разума. Сънуващите денем знаят много неща, които убягват на сънуващите единствено нощем. В своите сиви видения те успяват да зърнат вечността и се събуждат разтреперани от мисълта, че са били на прага на голяма тайна. Научават по нещо откъслечно от мъдростта, което е за добро, и повече от обикновеното познание, което е за зло. Едгар Алан По - "Елеонора". Ние сме завинаги нова генерация със кървящи от мъка и болка очи. Знаем, че за нас няма компенсация и повръщаме върху надеждата за по-добрите дни. Keelhauled |
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![]() draugr ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 1516 Регистриран: 24-December 07 Град: Нейде из мрака на Витошкия лес... Потребител N: 2495 ![]() |
Един от любимите ми от Жизнь Во Славу и Лепта :
Аркона - По звериным тропам По звериным тропам, по дремучим следам Я пройду по снегам и приду в никуда. Я приду в никуда, перед древом склонюсь, Разведу яр - огонь и к богам помолюсь. Темна - ноченька, ты укутай меня! Яр - огонь, обогрей на закате дня. На закате дня колени преклоню, Предкам о беде я поведаю. Теплую кровинушкой сердце обливалось И языческим богам, что люблю, призналась. Макошь, судьбы ты сплети с молодцем навечно! Требу малую прими и поклон сердечный. По звериным тропам, средь деревьев густых, Пробегу, пролечу, заметая следы. Заметая следы неведомых зверей. Мое сердце стучит с каждым шагом сильней. Темна - ноченька, ты укутай меня! Яр - огонь, обогрей на закате дня. На закате дня колени преклоню, Предкам о беде я поведаю. Я приворожу ясна - сокола, Прилетит ко мне ясно - сокол мой. Кем бы не был ты, черным вороном, По звериным тропам уведу за собой. ![]() -------------------- Аз съм това, което ще бъдеш, което си, аз бях преди. — Sum, quod eris, quod es,ante fui.
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![]() Рицар на върховен дом Сянка ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Metal World Conclave Коментари: 13162 Регистриран: 26-November 05 Град: София Потребител N: 1041 ![]() |
In Flames - Come clarity
Rushing through 30, getting older every day By two, drawing pictures of innocent times Can you add.. colour.. inside these lines?! I want you to lead me Take me somewhere Don’t want to live in a dream one more day I want you to lead me Take me somewhere Don’t want to live in a dream one more day Sure, if we change our perspective I'm certain, I would change today I'm certain, it will change our ways Will things fall into place? I want you to lead me Take me somewhere Don’t want to live in a dream one more day I want you to lead me Take me somewhere Don’t want to live in a dream one more day I want you to lead me Take me somewhere Don’t want to live in a dream one more day I want you to lead me Take me somewhere Don’t want to live in a dream one more day Take me somewhere Don’t want to live in a dream one more day Take me somewhere Don’t want to live in a dream one more day -------------------- |
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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
SoaD - Lost In Hollywood
"Lost In Hollywood" [Daron moans a little bit] I'll wait here, You're crazy, Those viscious streets are filled with strays, You should have never gone to Hollywood. They find you, Two time you, Say your the best they've ever seen, You should have never trusted Hollywood. I wrote you, And told you, You were the biggest fish out here, You should have never gone to Hollywood. They take you, And make you, They look at you in disgusting ways, You should never trusted Hollywood. [Serj moans now] I was standing on the wall, Feeling ten feet tall, All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard, This is my front page, This is my new age, All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care. All you maggots smoking fags out there on Sunset Boulevard. All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care. Phoney people come to pray, Look at all of them beg to stay, Phoney people come to pray. [Serj and Daron Harmonize] (The lines in the letter said, "We have gone to Hackensack") Look at all of them beg to stay Phoney people come to pray. All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard, All you maggots smoking fags out there on Sunset Boulevard. All you maggots smoking fags out there on Hollywood Boulevard. You should have never trusted Hollywood. You should have never gone to Hollywood. All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care. You should have never trusted Hollywood -------------------- Хората ме наричат луд, но все още не е изяснено дали лудостта не е висша форма на интелект и дали всичко славно - всичко задълбочено - не е рожба на болната мисъл, на онези настроения на ума, достигнати за сметка на разума. Сънуващите денем знаят много неща, които убягват на сънуващите единствено нощем. В своите сиви видения те успяват да зърнат вечността и се събуждат разтреперани от мисълта, че са били на прага на голяма тайна. Научават по нещо откъслечно от мъдростта, което е за добро, и повече от обикновеното познание, което е за зло. Едгар Алан По - "Елеонора". Ние сме завинаги нова генерация със кървящи от мъка и болка очи. Знаем, че за нас няма компенсация и повръщаме върху надеждата за по-добрите дни. Keelhauled |
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![]() Not the kind of girl you bring home to mother ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 932 Регистриран: 14-July 07 Град: Elm Street, Transilvania 90210 Потребител N: 2221 ![]() |
Хиподил "Момичето"
Колко ти струва да разплачеш момиче особено ако не си го обичал и колко ти струва билета за нощния влак. Нищо не струва, ако си отива солените сълзи в земята попиват и няма да върне то поглед назад Колко ти струва да разкрачиш момиче, особено ако не си го събличал и колко ти струва да праснеш момиче отзад Нищо не струва, а то се съблича солената течост във земята потича и няма да върне то поглед назад -------------------- ![]() |
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Прослушващ метъл ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 179 Регистриран: 20-March 08 Потребител N: 2644 ![]() |
Sonata Arctica - The Power Of One “My father’s land, my mother’s tongue
Misleading me so shamelessly For many years I misbelieved The hatred is the path for me..” Father I have killed many angels, I think I will now walk to the sea. I hope I will someday forgive me Please moor my empty boat on a pier I can blame for the blue blood that runs in my veins. But I seem to forget that we are all the same. In your own blaze of hate you've spawned the fear in many lives You've taken action thinking it was all said on the signs. You cannot heal the feeling burning deep inside this mind You now collapse, cave-in revealing scabby marks of life Mother I've seen too much, I hate to live my life. Forgot every word you told me, stubborn little child, (angel of your life) I have to find my Eden now, the gates I left behind. But the pain will remain. No power to gain. Now I have time to dwell on, self awareness, dreadful crime. I saw the colors too bright, not knowing that I was blind. I slayed a man who took a chance and drank the forbidden wine. The map I draw reveals that I have been complete, machine, in team. Father I've seen too much, I hate to live my life. Forgot every word you told me. Stubborn little child, (angel of your life) I have to find my Eden now, the gates I left behind. The pain will remain. No power to gain. No! Mother where's your son. When has this begun? Who has been the fool? No one was born to be a servant or a slave. Who can tell me the color of the rain? In the world that we live in, the things said and done They can well overrun The power of one! (solo guitar) No one was born to be a servant or a slave. Can you tell me the color of the rain? In the world that we live in, the things said and done They can well overrun The power of one. To live and let die To give hope and take life Is that what you're here for? To think that you are right To make sure it won't fly Is the making of a hate crime In the lands of the brave, In the homes of the land slaves, We are all the same I need to believe. There's more than the eye can see All colors of rainbow. No one was born to be a slave Seek the past and place the blame Tell me the color of the rain No one was born to be a master In the land we live, we die praise the oneness, praise the lie To bind a web around the faker We will need a true Rainmaker No one was born to be a slave Seek the past and place the blame Tell me the color of the rain No one was born to be a master "Children of Abel, Children of Cain Can live in harmony, without shame The keys that I grant thee, The Sacred Land Are dry desert sand on the palm of your hand Without the water, the wisdom of past Will run through your fingers, forgotten so fast Thus now when I leave you, I'm truly blind This blindness, this blessing, the hope of mankind..." |
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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
Manowar - Blood Brothers
When the world turns you away A friend will not say no There is strength that we all have It's not the strength we show And in your darkest hour In your darkest nights Whatever life will do I am here for you Think of me wherever you are When it seems like you're reaching the end Call on me, know in your heart On one you can always depend I am thy friend Though we're far away The stars above are the same And when you feel alone There's one who shares your pain A true friend has no price There is none to pay I remember you stood by me I'm with you all the way Think of me wherever you are When it seems like you're reaching the end Call on me, know in your heart One who will always defend I am thy friend Think of me wherever you are When it seems like you're reaching the end Call on me, know in your heart On one you can always depend I am thy friend Think of me wherever you are When it seems like you're reaching the end Call on me, know in your heart One who will always defend I am thy friend -------------------- Хората ме наричат луд, но все още не е изяснено дали лудостта не е висша форма на интелект и дали всичко славно - всичко задълбочено - не е рожба на болната мисъл, на онези настроения на ума, достигнати за сметка на разума. Сънуващите денем знаят много неща, които убягват на сънуващите единствено нощем. В своите сиви видения те успяват да зърнат вечността и се събуждат разтреперани от мисълта, че са били на прага на голяма тайна. Научават по нещо откъслечно от мъдростта, което е за добро, и повече от обикновеното познание, което е за зло. Едгар Алан По - "Елеонора". Ние сме завинаги нова генерация със кървящи от мъка и болка очи. Знаем, че за нас няма компенсация и повръщаме върху надеждата за по-добрите дни. Keelhauled |
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![]() Рицар на върховен дом Сянка ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Metal World Conclave Коментари: 13162 Регистриран: 26-November 05 Град: София Потребител N: 1041 ![]() |
Сигурно...е давана.
Pink Floyd - High hopes Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young In a world of magnets and miracles Our troughts strayed constandly and without boundary The ringing of the division bell had begun Along the long road and on down the causeway Do they still meet there by the cut There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps Running before time took our dreams away Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground To a life consumed by slow decay The grass was greener The light was brighter With friends surrounded The night of wonder Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again Dragged by the force of some inner tide At a higher altitude with flag unfuried We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world Eneumbered forever by desire and ambition There's a hunger still unsatisfied Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon Though down this road weve been so many time The grass was greener The light was brighter The taste was sweeter The nights of wonder With friends surrounded The dawn mist glowing The water flowing The endless river Forever and ever. Седни, човеко, и мисли. -------------------- |
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Carcass - R**k the Vote
Hands in another's pocket The bed they make Is not the one in which they lie The same old faces The same old establishment The same old lies Cross your 'x' It's your only voice Do as you're told Stay in line Don't rock the boat And buy what you're sold Believe the lie The line that you toe Doing fine If you just do as you're told No dissident voices The faces merge Are one, absolute A comfortable, privileged White over belly Revolution No threat, no change No gain, just pain The same old scheme No hope, no choice No future, no voice This is no pipe dream All is not what it seems Believe the lie The line that you toe You'll do just fine If you just do as you're told You believe the lie The line you toe Doing fine If you just do as you're told Is this rock'n'roll or a form of state control? Is this really rock'n'roll? Or a form of state control? (lead) Believe the lie The line that you toe Doing fine If you just do as you're told Believe the lie The line that you toe You'll do just fine If you just do as you're told You believe the lie The line you toe Doing fine If you just do as you're told Is this rock'n'roll or a form of state control? |
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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
W.A.S.P. - Sleeping In The Fire
Touch, touch in the flame's desires Feeling the pain's denial, And your fingers in the fire Look, look in the candle light See in the flame of life And my spell is our lie [Chorus:] Taste the love The Lucifer's magic that makes you numb The passion and all the pain are one You're sleeping in the fire Taste the love The Lucifer's magic that makes you numb You feel what it does and you're drunk on love You're sleeping in the fire I gaze at the flame and fire burn And cry out the name of which I yearn [Chorus] Taste the love The Lucifer's magic that makes you numb The passion and all the pain are one You're sleeping in the fire -------------------- Хората ме наричат луд, но все още не е изяснено дали лудостта не е висша форма на интелект и дали всичко славно - всичко задълбочено - не е рожба на болната мисъл, на онези настроения на ума, достигнати за сметка на разума. Сънуващите денем знаят много неща, които убягват на сънуващите единствено нощем. В своите сиви видения те успяват да зърнат вечността и се събуждат разтреперани от мисълта, че са били на прага на голяма тайна. Научават по нещо откъслечно от мъдростта, което е за добро, и повече от обикновеното познание, което е за зло. Едгар Алан По - "Елеонора". Ние сме завинаги нова генерация със кървящи от мъка и болка очи. Знаем, че за нас няма компенсация и повръщаме върху надеждата за по-добрите дни. Keelhauled |
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![]() Истинска измамница ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 2917 Регистриран: 25-April 05 Град: Under the Northern Star Потребител N: 795 ![]() |
Inkubus Sukkubus - Vampyre Erotica
My heart burns for love My soul burns for blood I’ll take you, I’ll break you I’ll crush you, I’ll break you If you want me, I’ll need you I’ll kill you, feed from you I’ll take you down that road That leads to destruction Come and take a walk with me Where the angels fear to tread Kiss the flame, feel the pain In the furnace of our love I can’t feed my hunger Your youth makes me younger I’ll hurt you, desert you Turn your dreams to nightmares I’ll cheat you, I’ll eat you I’ll maim you, I’ll drain you Come to me, come to me To the dark side where love sleeps Come along and talk with me Sing the sweet song of despair Give your body, give your soul In the furnace of our love I’ll hurt you, you’ll love me I’ll scratch you, I’ll cut you You’ll kiss me, then miss me I’ll laugh at your torment I’ll have you, and own you Be hard and cold to you I’ll be your dark angel I’ll be your worst nightmare Come and take a walk with me Where the angels fear to tread Kiss the flame, feel the pain In the furnace of our love (I need you, I'll scold you I'll touch you, I'll hold you I'll take you, I'll bite you I'll calm you, excite you I'll love you, I need you I'll kiss you, I'll kill you I'll beat you, I'll eat you I'll crush you, I'll thrill you I'll scratch you, attack you Destroy you, devour you I'll hold you, I'll hurt you I'll maim you, I'll drain you Come to me, come to me, come to me, come to me. I'll have you, I'll own you I'll tempt you, I'll drop you I'll hit you, I'll kick you I'll take you, forsake you Deny you, defy you Condemn you, desert you I'll cut you, I'll scratch you I'll harm, disarm you I need you.) -------------------- First wish for this night:
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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
In Flames - Come Clarity
Rushing through 30 Getting older every day By two, drawing pictures of innocent times Can you add color inside these lines? I want you to lead me Take me somewhere Don't want to live In a dream one more day [2x] Sure it would change our perspective I'm certain I will change today I'm certain it will change our ways Would things fall into place? I want you to lead me Take me somewhere Don't want to live In a dream one more day [6x] -------------------- Хората ме наричат луд, но все още не е изяснено дали лудостта не е висша форма на интелект и дали всичко славно - всичко задълбочено - не е рожба на болната мисъл, на онези настроения на ума, достигнати за сметка на разума. Сънуващите денем знаят много неща, които убягват на сънуващите единствено нощем. В своите сиви видения те успяват да зърнат вечността и се събуждат разтреперани от мисълта, че са били на прага на голяма тайна. Научават по нещо откъслечно от мъдростта, което е за добро, и повече от обикновеното познание, което е за зло. Едгар Алан По - "Елеонора". Ние сме завинаги нова генерация със кървящи от мъка и болка очи. Знаем, че за нас няма компенсация и повръщаме върху надеждата за по-добрите дни. Keelhauled |
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To Die For- I just want you
There are no unlockable doors There are no unwinable wars There are no unrightable wrongs Or unsignable songs There are no unbeatable odds There are no believable gods There are no unnameable names Shall i say it again, yeah There are no impossible dreams There are no invisible seams Each night when the day is through I don't ask much I just want you I just want you There are no uncriminal crimes There are no unrhymable rhymes There are no identical twins or Forgivable sins There are no incurable ills There are no unkillable thrills One thing and you know it's true, I don't ask much I just want you I just want you I just want you I just want you I'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired I used to go to bed so high and wired, yeah – yeah, yeah, yeah I think i'll buy myself some plastic water I guess i should have married lennon's daughter, yeah – yeah, yeah, yeah There are no unachievable goals There are no unsaveable souls No legitimate kings or queens, do You know what i mean? yeah There are no indisputable truths And there ain't no fountain of youth Each night when the day is through, I don't ask much -------------------- There are no unlockable doors
There are no unwinable wars There are no unrightable wrongs There are no unbeatable odds There are no believable gods There are no unnameable names There are no impossible dreams There are no invisible seams |
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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
надявам се знаеш,че това е кавър на Ози
-------------------- Хората ме наричат луд, но все още не е изяснено дали лудостта не е висша форма на интелект и дали всичко славно - всичко задълбочено - не е рожба на болната мисъл, на онези настроения на ума, достигнати за сметка на разума. Сънуващите денем знаят много неща, които убягват на сънуващите единствено нощем. В своите сиви видения те успяват да зърнат вечността и се събуждат разтреперани от мисълта, че са били на прага на голяма тайна. Научават по нещо откъслечно от мъдростта, което е за добро, и повече от обикновеното познание, което е за зло. Едгар Алан По - "Елеонора". Ние сме завинаги нова генерация със кървящи от мъка и болка очи. Знаем, че за нас няма компенсация и повръщаме върху надеждата за по-добрите дни. Keelhauled |
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Демон ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 2148 Регистриран: 26-November 06 Потребител N: 1692 ![]() |
CRASS - Where Next Columbus?
Anothers hope, anothers game, Anothers loss, anothers gain, Anothers lies, anothers truth, Anothers doubt, anothers proof. Anothers left, anothers right, Anothers peace, anothers fight, Anothers name, anothers aim, Anothers fall, anothers fame. Anothers pride, anothers shame, Anothers love, anothers pain, Anothers hope, anothers game, Anothers loss, anothers gain. Anothers lies, anothers truth, Anothers doubt, anothers proof. Anothers left, anothers right, Anothers peace, anothers fight. Marx had an idea from the confusion of his head, Then there were a thousand more waiting to be led. The books are sold, the quotes are bought, You learn them well and then you're caught. Anothers left, anothers right, Anothers peace, anothers fight. Mussolini had an idea from the confusion of his heart, Then there were a thousand more waiting to play their part. The stage was set, the costumes worn And anothers empire of destruction born. Anothers name, anothers aim, Anothers fall, anothers fame. Jung had an idea from the confusion of his dream, Then there were a thousand more waiting to be seen. You're not yourself the theory says, But I can help, your complex pays. Anothers hope, anothers game, Anothers loss, anothers gain. Sartre had an idea from the confusion of his brain, Then there were a thousand more indulging in his pain, Revelling in isolation and existential choice; Can you trully be alone when you use anothers voice? Anothers lies, anothers truth, Anothers doubt, anothers proof. The idea born in someones mind Is nurtured by a thousand blind Anonymous beings, vacuous souls, Do you fear the confusion, your lack of control? You lift your arm to write a name, So caught up in the identity game. Who do you see? Who do you watch? Who's your leader? Which is your flock? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who's your leader? Which is your flock? Who's your leader? Which is your flock? Who's your leader? Which is your flock? Who's your leader? Which is your flock? Einsten had an idea from the confusion of his knowledge, Then there were a thousand more turning to advantage. They realised that their god was dead, So they reclaimed power through the bomb instead. Anothers code, anothers brain, They'll shower us all in deadly rain, Jesus had an idea from the confusion of his soul, Then there were a thousand more waiting to take control. The guilt is sold, forgiveness bought, The cross is there as your reward. Anothers love, anothers pain, Anothers pride, anothers shame. Do you watch at a distance from the side you have chosen? Whose answers serve you best? Who'll save you from confusion? Who will leave you an exit and a comfortable cover? Who will take you so near their edge, but never drop you over? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? Who do you watch? ТЕ ТОВА Е! -------------------- |
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![]() Просветен ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 408 Регистриран: 21-June 08 Потребител N: 2811 ![]() |
Kylie Minogue & Nick Cave
Where the wild roses grow They call me The Wild Rose But my name was Elisa Day Why they call me it I do not know For my name was Elisa Day From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one She stared in my eyes and smiled For her lips were the colour of the roses That grew down the river,all bloody and wild When he knocked on my door and entered the room My trembling subsided in his sure embrace He would be my first man, and with a careful hand He wiped at the tears that ran down my face On the second day I brought her a flower She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow So sweet and scarlet and free?" On the second day he came with a single red rose Said: "Will you give me your loss and your sorrow" I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed He said, "If I show you the roses, will you follow?" On the third day he took me to the river He showed me the roses and we kissed And the last thing I heard was a muttered word As he knelt above me with a rock in his fist On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief And I kissed her goodbye, said, "All beauty must die" And lent down and placed a rose between her teeth My name was Elisa Day For my name was Elisa Day Много красива песен,много красив текст!Ако някой иска да види и чуе За малко да забравя това: Обичам само теб, твоите дълги игли. Пронизващи само мен, скорпион с лилави черти. Ти мислиш за отровата в мен. Някой ти е казал, нали? Ако искаш да вярваш на тях, махни се от пътя ми! Танцуват скорпионите своите мрачни игри. Отрова нямат те, ела и не се плаши. На брега на морето са кристалните светове. Един бог със сребърни пръчициспокойно сам яде. Обичам само теб твоите студени очи. Пронизващи само мен човекът със лилави черти. Някъде в мен останаха мяукащи котки - лъжи. Но античния вятър студен ми каза, че това си ти. Скорпионите танцуват сами. Това вече е мноооооооооого вътре! |
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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
Kylie Minogue & Nick Cave ftw ? тва не бих го слушал,но пък текста става
А,иначе да поства текста на първата песен на Джудас,която чух преди 3 години и оттогава ми напомня за добрите времена Judas Priest - One Shot At Glory Let me hear the battle cry Calling on the wind Let me see the banners fly Before the storm begins Let me feel the spirits soar Destroy the enemy Striking at the evil core For all the world to see This day will last forever Deep in the hearts of men Courage and victory Remember, remember One shot at glory In the crossfire overhead Fate stands before me Words have all been said One shot at glory Driving hard and seeing red Destiny calls me One night of fire One shot at glory Fighting on with dignity In life and death we deal The power and the majesty Amidst the blood and steel I still hear the battle cry The call goes on and on I still see the banners fly The battles always won -------------------- Хората ме наричат луд, но все още не е изяснено дали лудостта не е висша форма на интелект и дали всичко славно - всичко задълбочено - не е рожба на болната мисъл, на онези настроения на ума, достигнати за сметка на разума. Сънуващите денем знаят много неща, които убягват на сънуващите единствено нощем. В своите сиви видения те успяват да зърнат вечността и се събуждат разтреперани от мисълта, че са били на прага на голяма тайна. Научават по нещо откъслечно от мъдростта, което е за добро, и повече от обикновеното познание, което е за зло. Едгар Алан По - "Елеонора". Ние сме завинаги нова генерация със кървящи от мъка и болка очи. Знаем, че за нас няма компенсация и повръщаме върху надеждата за по-добрите дни. Keelhauled |
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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
Saliva - Always
I hear, a voice say "Don't be so blind" It's telling me all these things That you would probably hide Am I, your one and only desire Am I the reason you breathe Or am I the reason you cry? Always, always, always, always, always, always, I just can't live without you... I love you I hate you I can't get around you. I breathe you I taste you I can't live without you. I just can't take anymore This life of solitude I guess that I'm out the door And now I'm done with you. (Done with you, done with you, done with you, done with you, done with you) I feel, like you don't want me around I guess I'll pack all my things I guess I'll see you around It's all, been bottled up until now As I walk out your door All I can hear is the sound Always, always, always, always, always, always, I just can't live without you... I love you I hate you I can't get around you. I breathe you I taste you I can't live without you. I just can't take anymore This life of solitude I guess that I'm out the door And now I'm done with you. I love you I hate you I can't live without you. I left my head around your heart, Why would you tear my world apart? Always, always, always, always. I see, the blood all over your hands Does it make you feel, more like a man Was it all, just a part of your plan The pistol's shakin' in my hands And all I hear is the sound. I love you I hate you I can't live without you. I breathe you I taste you I can't live without you. I just can't take anymore This life of solitude I guess that i'm out the door And now i'm done with you. I love you I hate you I can't live without you. I love you I hate you I can't live without you. I just can't take anymore This life of solitude I pick myself off the floor, And now i'm done with you. Always Always Always. -------------------- Хората ме наричат луд, но все още не е изяснено дали лудостта не е висша форма на интелект и дали всичко славно - всичко задълбочено - не е рожба на болната мисъл, на онези настроения на ума, достигнати за сметка на разума. Сънуващите денем знаят много неща, които убягват на сънуващите единствено нощем. В своите сиви видения те успяват да зърнат вечността и се събуждат разтреперани от мисълта, че са били на прага на голяма тайна. Научават по нещо откъслечно от мъдростта, което е за добро, и повече от обикновеното познание, което е за зло. Едгар Алан По - "Елеонора". Ние сме завинаги нова генерация със кървящи от мъка и болка очи. Знаем, че за нас няма компенсация и повръщаме върху надеждата за по-добрите дни. Keelhauled |
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Kylie Minogue & Nick Cave ftw ? тва не бих го слушал,но пък текста става Песента е хубава, btw. ![]() -------------------- |
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Insane Clown Posse - Bitches
Bitch what tha fuck? What ya try to do to me? You wasn't true to me When I was locked up you fucked somethin like 34 guys But I let that slide Cuz your ass is bangin, your titties is phat I wanted to fuck that, but fuck that I never gave a fuck that, you put it through the courts And gave me genital warts Now I stack my nine, I'm goin for your knees I'ma blow 'em out and give your neck a squeeze As your standin there I'ma be like BITCH! You know you done fucked up right? Girl ya know I love ya but now ya gotta die Now ya gotta die, now ya gotta die Bitch don't talk about bitches I'm fuckin them Please no fat bitches I'm fuckin slim Unless its one of those nights I'm smokin my shit I don't camp out high, I'm fuckin that shit How much it cost big fat crack head? Ain't tryin to hear all them words you said Five minutes bitch, then I came Fuck your name, and from were you came I don't give a fuck bitch, I will kill you You Sequeta You Bolinda You to Pation BITCH!!! Girl ya know I love ya but now ya gotta die Now ya gotta die, now ya gotta die One thing I can't stand is these bitches Tryin to take my riches, when I ain't even got none I never lies, you knew what I wanted all the while My dick in your vertical smile We kiss and hug, snug and tickle But the bitch wouldn't even buff my fuckin pickle She fucked everybody else in the place It's all good, NOW LET ME HEAD BUTT YOUR FACE! Bitch I love you but now ya gotta die Girl you know I love you but now ya gotta die Girl ya know I love ya but now ya gotta die Now ya gotta die, now ya gotta die |
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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
Norther - Death Unlimited
Saatana vittu perkele!! Welcome to my world of death and pain Oh it drives you so insane I am no blast from the past Because I'm death and I'm everlast I'm the future breed, evil and mean A fucking killing machine No-one will stay alive and see They all will die and join me Fuck you and die! Living is so damn painful It's cool to be dead and grateful Nothing can hurt you anymore Anyhow death is so much more You can just kill, kill and kill Just kill em all if you will Do you still wanna stay alive Or join me me by my side [Chorus:] I am the Death Unlimited And death is all I have to give I'll tell you the meaning of life It's not to live but to die I am the Death Unlimited And death is all I have to give Let me spill your sweet blood And to you I am god Can you feel the dark side calling It's useless to resist Give in to fear, hate and anger Then life won't take your time any longer Only I am by your side Soon your life is gone And that I adore I am the Death Unlimited And death is all I have to give I'll tell you the meaning of life It's not to live but to die I am the Death Unlimited And death is all I have to give Let me spill your sweet blood And to you I am god -------------------- Хората ме наричат луд, но все още не е изяснено дали лудостта не е висша форма на интелект и дали всичко славно - всичко задълбочено - не е рожба на болната мисъл, на онези настроения на ума, достигнати за сметка на разума. Сънуващите денем знаят много неща, които убягват на сънуващите единствено нощем. В своите сиви видения те успяват да зърнат вечността и се събуждат разтреперани от мисълта, че са били на прага на голяма тайна. Научават по нещо откъслечно от мъдростта, което е за добро, и повече от обикновеното познание, което е за зло. Едгар Алан По - "Елеонора". Ние сме завинаги нова генерация със кървящи от мъка и болка очи. Знаем, че за нас няма компенсация и повръщаме върху надеждата за по-добрите дни. Keelhauled |
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![]() Рицар на върховен дом Сянка ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Metal World Conclave Коментари: 13162 Регистриран: 26-November 05 Град: София Потребител N: 1041 ![]() |
Аре малко утъпкан и вдъхновен сдух, извисяващ се до газене?
Dio - Living the lie When a million miles from nowhere Is still too close to home You're with a hundred thousand people And you still feel all alone She was never in the circle, or the round would be a square And the more she seemed to want it, oh the less they seemed to care Sold out and no admission Too late to buy It's never who, it's only why She's living the lie, living the lie When you're on your way to somewhere But the elevator falls Do you look for the stairs to heaven Or wander through the halls He was only dedicated to the ones who make the law But they burned with too much fire And his heart was made of straw No ticket, no admission, too late to buy It's always he and he knows why He's living the lie, living the lie How bad do you want it, how far will you go? If you're looking at tomorrow To forget about today Then the past will be your future And it's there you'll always stay What about the pictures that smile from magazines The ultimate temptation, all our kings and our queens Such heat and too much pressure, not worth the try No more for them, now it's I And no more living the lie, living the lie Oh why, live the lie -------------------- |
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RAZOR - UNITED BY HATRED
Energy, you're hit by the train A casualty of the social war Artillery, the weapons I sling Send you crashing and bleeding on the floor Arteries, implode under skin I'm filling all the weaklings full of lead Anarchy all the war mongers free United by our total hatred Try with all your might, we never can be bound Synchronize your beating, with our hateful sound On your wounded knees we deny you all your rights One more neck to squeeze we put you in the vice Congregate, the loyal stand strong A hatred that defies all written laws Incriminate, accusations cast out We sentence you to die by the saw Abominate, our powerless foe We are the black cloud over your head Annihilate, with unstoppable force United by our social hatred Society our enemy, the rules which we must fight The only way to bring out change is challenging their might We will not lose this crucial clash and we will never give Instead we hate don't hesitate, don't let the bastards live Die hard, the attitude lives The attitude will breed among the strong Destroy, all attempts by the law To make you live a life that is wrong Aggravate, society's pawns And let them know that you will repay Enforce, the beliefs that you hold And you'll live to fight another day -------------------- |
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Вече старичка, но никога не си е губила чара
![]() The Rasmus - In The Shadows No sleep, No sleep, until I'm done with finding the answer Won't stop, Won't stop, before I find the cure for this cancer Sometimes, I feel like going down I'm so disconnected Somehow, I know that I am haunted to be wanted I've been watching, I've been waiting In the shadows for my time I've been searching, I've been living For tomorrows all my life In the shadows in the shadows They say, that I must learn to kill before I can feel safe But I, I'd rather kill myself than turn into their slave Sometimes, I feel that I should go and play with the thunder Somehow, I just don't wanna stay and wait for a wonder I've been watching, I've been waiting In the shadows for my time I've been searching, I've been living For tomorrows all my life Lately, I've been walking, walking in circles Watching, waiting for something Feel me, touch me, heal me Come take me higher I've been watching, I've been waiting In the shadows for my time I've been searching, I've been living For tomorrows all my life I've been watching I've been waiting I've been searching I've been living for tomorrows In the shadows In the shadows I've been waiting -------------------- |
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Modify my water pistol, fill it with piss. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 1652 Регистриран: 12-March 05 Град: чувствам как почти пропадам в дълбоката рана. Потребител N: 765 ![]() |
Shellac - Prayer To God
To the one true God above: here is my prayer - not the first you've heard, but the first I wrote. (not the first, but the others were a long time ago). There are two people here, and I want you to kill them. Her - she can go quietly, by disease or a blow to the base of her neck, where her necklaces close, where her garments come together, where I used to lay my face... That's where you oughta kill her, in that particular place. Him - just fucking kill him, I don't care if it hurts. Yes I do, I want it to, fucking kill him but first make him cry like a woman, (no particular woman), let him hold out, hold back (someone or other might come and fucking kill him). Fucking kill him. Kill him already, kill him. Fucking kill him, fucking kill him, Kill him already, kill him, Just fucking kill him! |
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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
Overkill - Nice Day...For a Funeral
Black suits. eyes closed. Nothing left to hear. One mistake. blame the youth, Crossed the line of fear. Burn the bridges that we crossed in time, Seemed the... only way. Not for nothing was his only crime, A final price to pay. Black days, loss for words. When there's so much left to say. Time's mine, have so much time, Since I went away. Back across the bridges burned, Now you walk alone. The lights are on the doors unlocked, No one is home. I saw the last of sunshine. I'm going back to Mother Earth. A cry of independance, Ends in death... Yeah, the last of sunshine, Oh, ya know, for what it's worth Nice day for a funeral. One last time to turn your back. Don't kiss me when I go. Don't wonder why it came to this, You didn't want to know. A bastard child and his misspent youth, Yeah, he's yours and mine. We're digging graves, not the buried truth If only we had the time. Yeah, the last of sunshine Oh ya know, for what it's worth. Nice day for a funeral Yeah, the last of sunshine. I'm going back to Mother Earth. A cry of independance, Ends in death... -------------------- Хората ме наричат луд, но все още не е изяснено дали лудостта не е висша форма на интелект и дали всичко славно - всичко задълбочено - не е рожба на болната мисъл, на онези настроения на ума, достигнати за сметка на разума. Сънуващите денем знаят много неща, които убягват на сънуващите единствено нощем. В своите сиви видения те успяват да зърнат вечността и се събуждат разтреперани от мисълта, че са били на прага на голяма тайна. Научават по нещо откъслечно от мъдростта, което е за добро, и повече от обикновеното познание, което е за зло. Едгар Алан По - "Елеонора". Ние сме завинаги нова генерация със кървящи от мъка и болка очи. Знаем, че за нас няма компенсация и повръщаме върху надеждата за по-добрите дни. Keelhauled |
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![]() Non Serviam ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 5600 Регистриран: 1-July 07 Град: Плевен / Велико Търново Потребител N: 2189 ![]() |
Torsofuck - Raped By Elephants
I was visiting in Africa two months ago My goal was to see all those wild animals Most excited I was when I came close to elephants They were so big and somehow so scary Something happened when I snapped a picture Three elephants surrounded me One of them ripped off all my clothes Second elephant came on me and started to spread my buttocks With its huge trunk I screamed in agony when I felt it started to shove up my ass Third elephant forced me to take its giant cock in my mouth I sucked like a whore while I was assfucked by elephant trunk After all it wasnt too bad at all It took only about ten minutes and cock in my mouth started to cum Extremely huge load of elephant sperm filled my throat and Spurted all over my face I was completely fucked up, but elephants had one more thing to do All three of them huffed and puffed shits on me Then they left me alone with my ripped asshole I'll never go to Africa again ![]() |
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