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Mar 22 2004, 08:08 PM
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Архидемон Група: Потребители Коментари: 3643 Регистриран: 19-July 03 Потребител N: 202 |
Цитат(Zombie @ Mar 22 2004, 04:31 PM) Okay, all you pus-sucking motherfuckers out there It's time to win a chance to butt-bang Your daughter's tight virgin cherry ass to caller #666 The urge is too much to take All I can think about is playing with myself It's time to masturbate I've got my Hustler and I don't need nothin' else Ginger...Ginger My hand gets tired and my dick gets sore But the girls of porn want more So I flip throught the pages one more time And I just let the jism fly Yeah yeah yeah A quarter for a peep show A private booth or talking to a naked whore XXX video 976 and I can whack it on the phone Nobody's home, I'm alone The devil in Miss Jones Nobody's home, I'm alone Aja & John Holmes We got gushin' gonads, tingling tushes Hairy balls and hairy bushes S & M, whips and chains Pregnant ladies with menstrual pains We got hand jobs and nipple tweaks Finger bangs and slappin' cheeks We got rape, necro & both ways And lots of hung studs for all you gays We got incest & bestiality too We got Sade & the sweetest taboo We got girls who'll eat your pee and poo And guys who'd love to fuck your shoe There's she-males, lezbos, & shaved beav And D-cup mamas with so much cleave Senior citizens who love to watch And sniff those skid marks from your crotch - yeah! Ain't got no woman next to me I just got this magazine And what's on the TV screen But that's okay with me I was trained to fuck you baby... |
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Mar 22 2004, 08:30 PM
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:) Група: Потребители Коментари: 4948 Регистриран: 4-July 03 Град: София Потребител N: 188 |
Цитат(Zombie @ Mar 22 2004, 05:31 PM) Okay, all you pus-sucking motherfuckers out there It's time to win a chance to butt-bang Your daughter's tight virgin cherry ass to caller #666 The urge is too much to take All I can think about is playing with myself It's time to masturbate I've got my Hustler and I don't need nothin' else Ginger...Ginger My hand gets tired and my dick gets sore But the girls of porn want more So I flip throught the pages one more time And I just let the jism fly Yeah yeah yeah A quarter for a peep show A private booth or talking to a naked whore XXX video 976 and I can whack it on the phone Nobody's home, I'm alone The devil in Miss Jones Nobody's home, I'm alone Aja & John Holmes We got gushin' gonads, tingling tushes Hairy balls and hairy bushes S & M, whips and chains Pregnant ladies with menstrual pains We got hand jobs and nipple tweaks Finger bangs and slappin' cheeks We got rape, necro & both ways And lots of hung studs for all you gays We got incest & bestiality too We got Sade & the sweetest taboo We got girls who'll eat your pee and poo And guys who'd love to fuck your shoe There's she-males, lezbos, & shaved beav And D-cup mamas with so much cleave Senior citizens who love to watch And sniff those skid marks from your crotch - yeah! Ain't got no woman next to me I just got this magazine And what's on the TV screen But that's okay with me I was trained to fuck you baby... Името е: One putrid Zombie's brain. -------------------- Come with me tonight tell me how it feels to be alive |
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Mar 23 2004, 04:37 PM
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Непросветен Група: Потребители Коментари: 9 Регистриран: 1-March 04 Потребител N: 412 |
DIMMU BORGIR-A SUCCUBUS IN RAPTURE
Illness and plagues, torture and blight is what she brings Mocking holy standards, deceiving feeble fools is what she loves Granted with powers, gifted with magic Watching the world through ravens eyes Damned woman Mischievous whore Heretic prinzess Devil's own Her seductive elegance excites your weak flesh Her diabolical beauty enchants your bewildered mind You damn woman You mischievous whore You heretic prinzess You are Devil's own (performing an ecstatic dance: ) A serenade made out of black magic She has learned to set souls afire and makes sure that yours never will leave itґs trance Her diabolical beauty enchants your bewildered mind |
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Mar 23 2004, 05:00 PM
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Прослушващ метъл Група: Потребители Коментари: 70 Регистриран: 21-March 04 Град: София Потребител N: 435 |
Един много любим текст на любима песен от любим албум на любима група
Тази песен ме кара да искам да полетя! DREAM THEATER - LEARNING TO LIVE There was no time for pain No energy for anger The sightlessness of hatred slips away Walking through winter streets alone He stops and takes a breath With confidence and self control I look at the world and see no understanding I'm waiting to find some sense of strength I'm begging you from the bottom of my heart to show some understanding I need to live life Like some people never will So find me kindness Find me beauty Find me truth When temptation brings me to my knees And I lay here drained on stength Show me kindness Show me beauty Show me truth The ways that your heart sounds makes all the difference It's what decides if you'll endure the pain that we all feel The way that your heart beats makes all the difference In learning to live Here before me is my soul I'm learning to live I won't give up Till I've no more to give Listening to the city Whispering its violence I set out watching from above The 90's bring new questions New solutions to be found I fell in love to be let down Once again we dance in the crowd At times a step away From a common fear that's all spread out It won't listen to what you say Once you're touched and you stand alone To face the bitter fight Once I reached for love And now I reach for life Another chance to lift my life Free the sensation in my heart To ride the wings of dreams into changing horizons It brings inner peace within my mind, As I'm lifted from where I've split my life I hear an innocnet voice I hear kindness, beauty and truth The way your heart sounds makes all the difference It's what decides if you'll endure the pain that we all feel The way your heart beats makes all the difference In learning to live Spread before you is your soul So forever hold the dreams within our hearts Through nature's inflexible grace |
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Mar 25 2004, 11:53 AM
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Човекът с пръснатата глава, чийто мозък се стича по стената зад Група: Потребители Коментари: 333 Регистриран: 6-March 03 Потребител N: 51 |
I wanna see your pussy - everybody says it's nice
Can I come and visit - I'll be at your house tonight They tell me it's soft to touch and really smooth I can hardly wait to feel that pussy too You wanna play with pussy all the time To hide that kinda pussy is a crime You say your pussy's clever and so slick But I think that your pussy's kinda sick I wanna bet your pussy ain't as pretty as mine I don't hide my pussy like you do all the time My pussy's just the sweetest thing that you've ever seen Compared to mine your pussy's really ugly and mean I bring my pussy everywhere I go To watch my little pussy is a show You say your pussy's clever and so slick But I think that your pussy's really thick She turns into a tiger when she's ready to eat My pussy's always hungry for a big chunk of meat So lay your little pussy right next to mine You can bring her over round dinnertime My pussy is the hippest thing around She's always been the talk of the town You say your pussy's clever and so slick But I think that your pussy's mighty thick (miauw, baby) I wanna see your pussy show it to me Let me see your pussy show it to me Show me your pussy show it to me I wanna pet your pussy show it to me -------------------- There is nothing wrong with me
I'm not trying to see things your way I'm not lost, I'm not drowning, I'm not lost I'm just waiting, waiting to die |
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Mar 25 2004, 03:23 PM
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Facepalmer Група: Приятели Коментари: 13270 Регистриран: 11-April 03 Град: South Of Heaven Потребител N: 63 |
^ Става въпрос за котки, нали?
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Mar 25 2004, 03:41 PM
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Човекът с пръснатата глава, чийто мозък се стича по стената зад Група: Потребители Коментари: 333 Регистриран: 6-March 03 Потребител N: 51 |
Цитат(SepulTeraHead @ Mar 25 2004, 03:23 PM) ^ Става въпрос за котки, нали? ne -------------------- There is nothing wrong with me
I'm not trying to see things your way I'm not lost, I'm not drowning, I'm not lost I'm just waiting, waiting to die |
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Mar 25 2004, 03:59 PM
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Facepalmer Група: Приятели Коментари: 13270 Регистриран: 11-April 03 Град: South Of Heaven Потребител N: 63 |
За котенца?
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Mar 25 2004, 04:35 PM
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Човекът с пръснатата глава, чийто мозък се стича по стената зад Група: Потребители Коментари: 333 Регистриран: 6-March 03 Потребител N: 51 |
da imenno!!!
/taq kartinka i predi sm q postfal nekade ama poftorenieto e maika na znanieto/ 6a se nau4ite vie eiiiiiii -------------------- There is nothing wrong with me
I'm not trying to see things your way I'm not lost, I'm not drowning, I'm not lost I'm just waiting, waiting to die |
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Mar 26 2004, 11:00 PM
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proof 101 Група: Потребители Коментари: 102 Регистриран: 23-October 03 Потребител N: 313 |
Iron Maiden - Aces High
There goes the siren that warns of the air raid Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne Got to get up for the coming attack. Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines Remove all the wheelblocks there's no time to waste Gathering speed as we head down the runway Gotta get airborne before it's too late. Running, scrambling, flying Rolling, turning, diving, going in again Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die Run, live to fly, fly to live. Aces high. Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers Let off a sharp burst and then turn away Roll over, spin round and come in behind them Move to their blindsides and firing again. Bandits at 8 O'clock move in behind us Ten ME-109's out of the sun Ascending and turning our spitfires to face them Heading straight for them I press down my guns Rolling, turning, diving Rolling, turning, diving, going in again Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die Run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high. -------------------- X
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Mar 26 2004, 11:40 PM
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Архидемон Група: Потребители Коментари: 3643 Регистриран: 19-July 03 Потребител N: 202 |
Цитат(Zombie @ Mar 25 2004, 04:35 PM) da imenno!!! /taq kartinka i predi sm q postfal nekade ama poftorenieto e maika na znanieto/ 6a se nau4ite vie eiiiiiii Абе откъде ги изкопаваш тия текстове, бе?Могат да засрамят и най-върлия рапър... |
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Mar 27 2004, 12:19 PM
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Poisoned Група: Потребители Коментари: 1407 Регистриран: 12-May 03 Град: BG Потребител N: 101 |
Funker Vogt - Take Care
We are living in a nightmare we call it normal life the time is reached that we take care and stop dancing on the knife Crowded cities polluted air every day is getting worse try to breathe the smoky steam it will affect your lungs As long as I live it will be fine there's nothing what I can do the world will die and so do I so why should I take care Burning oil-fields in Iraq a dark cloud darkens the sun but this happens so far away so why should I take care The ozone-layer is destroyed deadly sunrays hit the earth the world turns from green to grey all that remains is dust |
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Mar 27 2004, 04:15 PM
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Прослушващ метъл Група: Потребители Коментари: 70 Регистриран: 21-March 04 Град: София Потребител N: 435 |
Steve Vai - Silent Within
Endless time is arriving in this lost and found What is now was always but never seemed to be In the breath of a heartbeat the walls tumble down An elusive light and sound enraptured me But I remain in my body Words fail to describe what we feel when we die inside God only knows what we're feeling when the lights grow dim Is there really a voice inside in the silent within Torn apart by a twister of greed lust and pride When I bleed it's a need to be one with you Why is anger so hungry and love so blind Why do we hurt when we cry Well God only knows what we're dreaming in our ultimate sin Do we really hide anything in the silent within Silent within, within Ohh hide in your darkness And I'm dreaming today Only for a moment would you hear Oh slow me down Run away God only knows and He ain't talkin' In the sound and the light and the life There's no end to the bottom when we start to fall, There's no top to the high when we want to climb And this heart is a prison bound by chains of gold Wherein lies the keys God only knows how we're falling While reaching for Him In this vacuum of time and space in the silent within God only knows within It's a drop from the ocean A star from the sky A grain of sand from the earth A tear from an eye When the light is before us And shines in our life In the silent within God only knows |
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Mar 27 2004, 04:22 PM
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Balance Guardian Група: Админ Коментари: 28350 Регистриран: 12-January 03 Град: София Потребител N: 3 |
Dream Theater - Pull Me Under
Lost in the sky, clouds roll by And I roll with them Arrows fly, seas increase And then fall again This world is spinning around me This world is spinning without me Every day send future to past Every breath leaves me one less to my last Watch the sparrow falling Gives new meaning to it all If not today nor yet tomorrow Then some other day I'll take seven lives for one And then my only father's son As sure as I did ever love him I am not afraid This world is spinning around me The whole world keeps spinning around me All life is future to past Every breath leaves me one less to my last Pull me under, pull me under Pull me under, I'm not afraid All that I feel is honor and spite All I can do is set it right Dust fills my eyes, clouds roll by And I roll with them Centuries cry, orders fly And I fall again This world is spinning inside me The whole world is spinning inside of me Every day sends future to past Every step brings me closer to my last Pull me under, pull me under Pull me under, I'm not afraid Living my life too much in the sun Only until your will is done -------------------- Great holes secretly are digged where earth's pores ought to suffice, and things have learnt to walk that ought to crawl.
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Mar 27 2004, 08:35 PM
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Poisoned Група: Потребители Коментари: 1407 Регистриран: 12-May 03 Град: BG Потребител N: 101 |
KMFDM - WWIII
I declare war on the world War in outer space I declare war in a nutshell War all over the place I declare war on every government War against all odds I declare war on your inner sanctum On your blood thirsty gods I declare war on the axis of morons All out war on complacent consent I declare war on the war against drugs Rape and Slaughter of the innocent War on big brother Warmongers and profiteers War on your dogma dubya Armageddon's engineers War in a heartbeat I declare war on so-called civilization World trade globalization Organized desinformation War on ambassadors of pretense War on MTV and CNN Macdonald's walt disney and bethlehem On christina britney and eminem I declare war on the world of anti-choice On violent unilaterality On the amassment of murderous high-tech toys And all crimes against humanity War on the moral majority On corparate.com imperialism On mindlessly bumbling stupidity And police-state terrorism Worldwar three - be all that you can be |
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Mar 27 2004, 08:49 PM
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Facepalmer Група: Приятели Коментари: 13270 Регистриран: 11-April 03 Град: South Of Heaven Потребител N: 63 |
Колко пъти ще го постваш??? То и на мене ми станба любим. Песента кърти, а и целия албум е много силен...
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Mar 27 2004, 09:12 PM
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Burned from hope Група: Приятели Коментари: 1741 Регистриран: 18-February 03 Град: София Потребител N: 45 |
Ъпсурт - Морето
Тази песен идва от морето, не от планината И е само за жената... Чао, панелни апартаменти! 'драсти, готини мацки! Пълен съм със комплименти и обичайните медикаменти. Здрасти, къде си бе, морски? Кажи къде са тия нимфоманки. От октомври сънувам курорти и девойките прокурорски, Леле, как пораснаха, стана изведнъж. Нема грозна мацка, има трезвен мъж! И как свалят прашки, точно ей така стават инфаркти. Много са опасни тия чайки, нема кинти ше ям водорасли. Правя се на кавалер, тая вечер бех на плажа затова съм печен. Снощи не беше такъв змей, тука има-тука нема феърплей Кофти, беше хубавица, не ме докосвай ще направя пица. Тази песен идва от морето, не от планината И е само за жената... Всяко лято нова Дама Купа, тая вечер се продава, аз искам да я купя. Прави се на шваба - вика "Данке". А аз и викам Йовано-Йованке. Наперена си - осъзнай се! Дръж си краката на три без петнайсе! Ше ти пусна "Нека да е лято", ти си вкусна това ми е познато. Мацки по розови бански. Как си? Кефиш ме адски! Нека те повозя, аз съм рокер, с мене ли си тебе ти не требе жокер. Знам как да се забавляваме, не си го гледала това предаване. Пристигаме на гара Бургас, а тоя трезвения съм аз: Колко ми липсвааа, начинът по който бързо се напиваш... ми липсва сега... Не мое да пееш, бе! Тази песен идва от морето, не от планината И е само за жената... Как да ме разбере една блондонка, рап-стар без една стотинка. Ше те изпратя, пази ми бирата, обичам те плати квартирата. К'во да ги праиш пубертети, гледа ме като Симеон трети. Остави ме, нека мине жегата, иди при гегата на колегата. Нова чалга, пусни жалба, една молба, донеси ми халба! Кисела си като лимон, а! Снимай се с тоя питон, да. И евала за тая оферта, купувай ми веднага куверта! Имаш още кинти, браво, снимат ме от Сигнално кафяво. Във стария град - лабиринти, треба да си ходя вече - нема кинти. Тя ми каза: "Остани на плажа", най-мразя да продавам от грамажа. Тази песен идва от морето, не от планината И е само за жената... |
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Mar 27 2004, 09:17 PM
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Facepalmer Група: Приятели Коментари: 13270 Регистриран: 11-April 03 Град: South Of Heaven Потребител N: 63 |
^ Rules!
311 - Flowing Music: Hexum; Lyrics: Hexum (Chorus) Along the way to close my eyes I lost where I was going The more it will spin the more that I try To stop my mind flowing Flowing away To all that I despise Along the way to close my eyes You can't be let down if you don't expect the world Expect to lay awake there by your sleeping girl If somebody cares then there is no way you can tell Cursed consciousness it's your private hell (Chorus) Tick tick tick the clock bludgeons your mind Endlessly replaying times that were unkind Go away sun I'm not prepared for you today It seems you are it seems you are (Chorus) -------------------- |
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Mar 27 2004, 09:22 PM
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Poisoned Група: Потребители Коментари: 1407 Регистриран: 12-May 03 Град: BG Потребител N: 101 |
\m/ Pro-Pain \m/ - Justice Must Be Done
Let the scales of justice fall to the ground Search for place to worship - none found Let the nation seal our fate And seek to build their welfare state So pin#ch yourself if you don't believe your eyes They beat you down with a system they've devised Shut you up and cut you down to size And all that will remain will fucking die Drain the seas of good intent Justify our time they spent Lax beyond our wildest dream Fall beneath the cracks and seams Spin yourseld a vicious circle In which you can protect and house your kin No collective thoughts of where you've been Utilize your strength from within Justice must be done Breaking your will with callous decree for what you believe Pleasure to kill those who betray and those who deceive What can be said? What can be done? What should we do? Justice for me would be an injustice to you Justice must be done right now!!! P.S.: Napisal sum pin#ch taka, za6toto ina4e izliza ikonka |
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Mar 28 2004, 02:34 AM
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:) Група: Потребители Коментари: 4948 Регистриран: 4-July 03 Град: София Потребител N: 188 |
AVANTASIA - THE FINAL SACRIFICE
Staring into the lake, watching for heaven's sake faces screaming in fear Crying like at the stake, in the fiery waves I can see all the souls how they suffer and howl in their eternal pain Service taking its toll, living life in hades All the souls that left their mortal frame if it's been dead or not All the deaf who did not hear the truth Get ready for the brimstone- getting blisters on the eyes The power of the spirit was their final sacrifice Get ready for the brimstone- getting blisters on the eyes The power of the spirit was their final sacrifice Someone pullin' me out to come back to my flesh Or I'm going insane ! In a world under Rome, in the fiery waves Can't you see all the souls, how we suffer and howl In our eternal pain Service taking the toll, living life in hades... Oh I see you standing on the shore of castigation now We don't wanna burn no more so pull us out,out,out Get ready for the brimstone- getting blisters on the eyes The power of the spirit was our final sacrifice Get ready for the brimstone- getting blisters on the eyes The power of the spirit was our final sacrifice Get ready ! Get ready for the brimstone... -------------------- Come with me tonight tell me how it feels to be alive |
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Mar 28 2004, 06:24 PM
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Poisoned Група: Потребители Коментари: 1407 Регистриран: 12-May 03 Град: BG Потребител N: 101 |
ANTI-FLAG
"F*ck The Flag" Brainwashing Piece of Rag Take it off mast, and stick it up your ass Now it's time to slaughter In its fucking honor What a bunch of fucking shit! F*ck the flag and f*ck you! F*ck the flag and f*ck you! F*ck the flag and f*ck you! F*ck the flag, the f*cking flag, f*ck the flag! F*ck the flag and f*ck you! Here's a flag Take this match Burn, that, f*cker! F*ck the flag and f*ck you! F*ck the flag and f*ck you! F*ck the flag and f*ck you! F*CK THE FLAG AND F*CK YOU YOU F*CKING ASS HOLE! Specialen pozdrav ot edna U$ Punk grupa za vsi4ki amerikanofili... Pesenta moje da 4uete tuk: Anti-Flag - Bonus Track (F*ck The Flag) ili ot tuk: Anti-Flag - Bonus Track (F*ck The Flag) |
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Apr 2 2004, 06:53 PM
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Balance Guardian Група: Админ Коментари: 28350 Регистриран: 12-January 03 Град: София Потребител N: 3 |
Haggard - In A Fullmoon Procession
As the evening breaks The night awakes And the land is mournfully wrapped in silence Sorrow last And remains the past Cause this will be my ending day Then the moonlight dies And torches rise See the crowd longing for the ritual burning Holy rhymes, as the churchbells chime Cause this will be my ending day Silent thief, take me away Let my soul rest in the realm of fairytales And as the fire enlightens the dark I see the face bewildered with guilt And nobody's speaking a word As the dark night enters... See the soul that's coming out of darkness into light Pictures, I can't fight Appearing in front of my eyes Like silhouettes in the night Like they give bread to the beggars They get ready for the feast Cruelty absorbed by their eyes Within this midwinters breeze Silent thief, take me away Let my soul rest in the realm of fairytales And as the fire enlightens the dark I see the face bewildered with guilt And nobody's speaking a word As the dark night enters... -------------------- Great holes secretly are digged where earth's pores ought to suffice, and things have learnt to walk that ought to crawl.
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Apr 5 2004, 08:03 PM
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Архидемон Група: Потребители Коментари: 3643 Регистриран: 19-July 03 Потребител N: 202 |
Without Ceremony And Bell Toll (DARKWOODS MY BETROTHED )
Summer 1657 A tailor's daughter in pain - bewitched A healer had told that the witch will be revealed Before sundown a woman known as evil appeard "That bitch must have done it. She must be the offspring of satan himself" Despite the accusitions she offered to help And poured a potion all over her All of a sudden she started to shake The birth of four frog-like creatures was seen "She threatened me that inside I would melt 'cos I didn't give her butter" the poor girl yelled So the witch was bound in heavy chains. And taken to the court as a servant of hell "I met a mysterious black man. He kissed me and taught how to do harm" As interrogation and torture went on. Heard the good people of the court horrible things Thirteen years as servant of satan. A whore and a right hand to the dark prince Sabbaths, or devotions to the devil Were held on a small nearby hill At the peak of the torment She turned in a few who had been there "I met a mysterious black man. He kissed me and taught how to do harm" 343 days she spent in prison. While the court sentenced her to death A morning when the summer was at its warmest. She was taken out and beheaded with another witch Burned to ashes, spat on, despised Buried into a hole outside of the holy ground Shamefully she was laid to rest Without ceremony and bell toll |
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Apr 5 2004, 09:37 PM
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Facepalmer Група: Приятели Коментари: 13270 Регистриран: 11-April 03 Град: South Of Heaven Потребител N: 63 |
Как да се сдържи човек??? Ето:
REDRUM - SAME SHIT DIFFERENT DAY eastern europe eastern cops and instant food and instant drugs lousy music,cheepest sluts cost sometimes your hardest guts we fade away,survive the day don't get paid,full of hate domesticated eradicated manipulated and frustrated i don't believe what they say it's just the same shit different day no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no -------------------- |
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Apr 5 2004, 10:45 PM
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Просветен Група: Потребители Коментари: 430 Регистриран: 7-October 03 Град: sof Потребител N: 293 |
Lux Occulta - Bitter Taste Of Victory
deserted... forsaken... abandoned... where is the promised land? where is the eden you told me about? where emotions that once seized my heart? where are your warm, helpful hands? yeah... now i see... you are all dead dead for me abandoned by friends i've never really had this is the price we pay for being ourselves solitude and sorrow for choosing my own way these are my gardens of sweetest pain now i swallow my bitter tears i kill the pain that poisoned my heart now i piss on your graves i dance alone my hateful dance of victory stronger than ever forever alone... immortal... да, това е тъжно. -------------------- Fenrir divided, a horde of greywolves
His power inside of them all Feasting on the guts of both stallions and goats No animal in there stands tall Spears were thrown at the raging wolfhorde So hard to select them all out (in the night) Running with bloodied fangs and fierce eyes It sure doesn't help much to shout In from wilderness came death Wolves in the pound!!! |
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Apr 6 2004, 07:43 PM
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Архидемон Група: Потребители Коментари: 3643 Регистриран: 19-July 03 Потребител N: 202 |
The Wings Of Death (Mystic Circle)
We are all born to die In this game called living The ghost of death raises his claws And tears apart your energy The wings of death will take your soul Your body is an empty shell The wings of death will erise your life You will fly in the night The wings of death a black bird The wings of death the last escort We are all born to die Material things have no value Everyone carries the mark of death In the abyss of decay |
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Apr 7 2004, 08:44 AM
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Balance Guardian Група: Админ Коментари: 28350 Регистриран: 12-January 03 Град: София Потребител N: 3 |
Domine - The Sun Of The New Season (A Homecoming Song)
What will I see at the end of the fight - The light of the dawn breaking your darkest night What will I see when I look to the sky - Dark clouds will vanish and the sun will shine bright Oh, the Sun of the New Season Is guiding me back to the place I belong In the Sun of the New Season I'm finally finding my way that brings me back home Never regret the decision you make A new world of chances is yours to take Never deceive what you're feeling inside Even when dark thoughts are oppressing your mind I cry for the dreams and ideals I was not strong enough to make real I grieve for the loved ones I hurt when I did not stand by my words I swear to what I hold dear not for a moment will I tremble with fear Now I know I've got to be strong for I believe that we reap what we sow This light is overcoming This light is overflowing This light is everlasting This light is finally bringing me home Oh, the Sun of the New Season Is guiding me back to the place I belong In the Sun of the New Season I finally find a new hope, I'm coming home -------------------- Great holes secretly are digged where earth's pores ought to suffice, and things have learnt to walk that ought to crawl.
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Apr 7 2004, 04:31 PM
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Bard Група: Приятели Коментари: 1140 Регистриран: 30-May 03 Град: София Потребител N: 123 |
The Bard's Song - In The Forest
Now you all know The bards and their songs When hours have gone by I'll close my eyes In a world far away We may meet again But now hear my song About the dawn of the night Let's sing the bards' song Tomorrow will take us away Far from home No one will ever know our names But the bards' songs will remain Tomorrow will take it away The fear of today It will be gone Due to our magic songs There's only one song Left in my mind Tales of a brave man Who lived far from here Now the bard songs are over And it's time to leave No one should ask you for the name Of the one Who tells the story Tomorrow will take us away Far from home No one will ever know our names But the bards' songs will remain Tomorrow all will be known And you're not alone So don't be afraid In the dark and cold 'Cause the bards' songs will remain They all will remain In my thoughts and in my dreams They're always in my mind These songs of hobbits, dwarves and men And elves Come close your eyes You can see them too -------------------- 1. I am the War Lord and the wrathful God of Combat and I will always lead you from the front, not the rear.
2. I will treat you all alike -- just like shit. 3. Thou shalt do nothing I will not do first, and thus will you be created Warriors in My deadly image. 4. I shall punish thy bodies because the more thou sweatest in training, the less thou bleedest in combat. 5. Indeed, if thou hurteth in thy efforts and thou suffer painful dings, then thou art Doing It Right. 6. Thou hast not to like it -- thou hast just to do it. 7. Thou shalt Keep It Simple, Stupid. 8. Thou shalt never assume. 9. Verily, thou art not paid for thy methods, but for thy results, by which meaneth thou shalt kill thine enemy by any means available before he killeth you. 10. Thou shalt, in thy Warrior's Mind and Soul, always remember My ultimate and final Commandment: There Are No Rules -- Thou Shalt Win at All Cost. |
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Apr 7 2004, 09:39 PM
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Дихание Група: Потребители Коментари: 1362 Регистриран: 4-September 03 Град: Русе Потребител N: 254 |
ШИРОКО ЗАТВОРЕНИ ОЧИ
Музика: Народна Текст: Ивайло Вълчев и народен Аранжимент: Цветан Недялков и Евгени Димитров Времетраене - 4.51 URL: http://www.mudisoft.data.bg Очите ми ме молиха да спра да гледам, очите ми твърдяха..., Що побърза че съм луд. Луд, за да ги накарам да се взират и да те търся, там... Млад челеби, Там където отдавна не си и няма да те има... Та заспа. Очите ми ми казваха, че са те виждали и друт път. Че те познават много преди мен и знаят как бързо се променяш... Та да не види И изчезваш... И няма смисъл... Няма смисъл насила да ги карам да търсят... Какво е чудо поминало във теб това, което нямаш, но което щях да видя. Не ги послушах и ги държах отворени. Когато ги затворих, беше късно... Лале ли си? Защото бях те пуснал вътре в себе си и всичките ми думи и желания... Зюмбюл ли си, бяха приели формата на твоите движения... Гюл ли си? Сега, докато те изтръгвам от сърцето си, си мисля - не е ли смешно това, че докото гледах с отворени очи, не забелязах нищо... и трябваше да ги затворя, за да видя... Очите ми ме молеха да спра да гледам. Очите ми твърдяха, че съм луд, за да ги карам да се взират и да те търсят там, където не си и няма да те има. Лале ли си? Зюмбюл ли си, Гюл ли си? И трябваше да ги затворя, за да видя... tuk -------------------- Ако някой се опита да ме засенчи, просто ще го оставя да слънчаса...
http://www.myspace.com/dihanie http://dihanie.atakmim.com http://d1hanie.blogspot.com |
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Apr 7 2004, 10:00 PM
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Facepalmer Група: Приятели Коментари: 13270 Регистриран: 11-April 03 Град: South Of Heaven Потребител N: 63 |
ME - Jun jun
I stick a fork in your eye ...and you go blind Fuck, ass! Jun jun - the essence of all... -------------------- |
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