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Godsmack – Sick of my life
Paralyzed. Nothing's getting through to me. Hypnotized from all my surroundings. I wanna be something I could never be. I wanna say things that I could never say. Yeah, I'm gonna do it again! Sick of my life. I'm tired of everything in my life. Dragged down. Rubbing my face in the ground. No time for the undecided. I wanna know why I've always felt alone, I wanna love. Why am I untouchable? Yeah, I'm gonna do it again! Sick of my life. I'm tired of everything in my life. I never wanted to be sick of my life. I'm tired of everything in my life. KoRn – Did My Time Realized I can never win Sometimes feel like I have failed Inside where do I begin? My mind is laughing at me Tell me, why am I to blame? Aren't we supposed to be the same? That's why I will never tame This thing thats burning in me I am the one who chose my path I am the one who couldn't last I feel the life pulled from me I feel the anger changing me Sometimes I can never tell If I got something after me That's why I just beg and plead For this curse to leave me Tell me, why am I to blame? Aren't we supposed to be the same? That's why I will never tame This thing thats burning in me I am the one who chose my path I am the one who couldn't last I feel the life pulled from me I feel the anger changing me Betrayed I feel so Enslaved I really tried I did my time I did my time I did my time I did my time I did my TIME I am the one who chose my path I am the one who couldn't last I feel the life pulled from me I feel the anger changing me Oh god the anger's changing me Oh god the anger's changing me Disturbed - Hell Burning now I bring you hell Oh, burning now I bring you hell Leave me tonight, when the warnings said leave a shudder upon you Running from all that you've feared in your life Soul of the night, will a son mislead paint a horror upon you Marking the moment, displaying in my ghost of a life That I can't condone the way you left me out in the open To leave me to die So how can I, forget the way you led me through the path into heaven To leave me behind Now I can't stay behind Save me, from wreaking my vengeance upon you Too killing more than I can tell Burning now I bring you hell Oh, burning now I bring you hell Free me tonight, lest the animal caged free a terror upon you Caught in the moment, engaging in my bloodlust tonight, Now I can't control my venom's flow Get back from me demon, or be exorcised Now I can't stay behind Save me, from wreaking my vengeance upon you, Too Killing more than I can tell Burning now I bring you hell All my emotion and all my integrity All that you've taken from me All my emotion and all my integrity All that you've taken from me Now I can't stay behind Save me, from wreaking my vengeance upon you Too Killing more than I can tell Soul of the night, I know now I can't stay behind Save me, from wreaking my vengeance upon you Too killing more than I can tell Burning now I bring you hell Oh, burning now I bring you hell Oh, burning now I bring you hell |
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#1272
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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
Щурците - Вкусът на Времето
Пак търсим вкуса на времето и крачим с ръце в джобове ние. Какво ли от нас ще вземе то? Какво ли във себе си ще скрием? Някой вика пак: - Хей, спри се, момче, не бягай! Къде ли сме тръгнали така бронирани в свойте нови дрехи. Живота да спрем на "стоп" с ръка, по пътя да гониме успехи. Някой вика пак: - Хей, бягай, момче, не чакай! Ние сме по-мъдри, ние сме по-зрели. Вече дълго аз чаках. Няма как влизам в крак и аз със вас... аз до вас... Какво ли спестихме до сега - от спомени звън, като монети. Забравяйте старата тъга! На "стоп" ще се върнеме, момчета. Солен е вкусът на времето и ние със тебе го платихме. Години от нас ще вземе то, но в тях ние себе си открихме. refrain: Това е вкусът на времето Да, това е вкусът на времето (2x) Това е вкусът на времето Ие-ие-е-е ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() -------------------- 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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#1273
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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 ![]() |
Bon Jovi - She`s A mystery
She wont let me buy her jewelry She dont want things that she can keep She wears wildflowers in her hair Then throws them in the sea Shes the beginning and the end of me Shes a mystery My most beautiful regret I will never understand her Shes a mystery The only promise I can keep Even in my dreams she ruins me I still dont know what to call her She says that words dont mean a thing She changes her name every day And lies all the time I feel lucky to call her mine Shes a mystery My most beautiful regret I will never understand her Shes a mystery The only promise I can keep Even in my dreams she ruins me Shes anything in the world That you cannot explain But when she throws me a smile Its fire in the rain Chorus: shes a mystery My most beautiful regret cause shes a mystery The only promise I can keep Even in my dreams she ruins me Shes a mystery Theres no defense Its innocence But she wont let you see cause shes a mystery пф някой хора са трудни за разбиране.. ![]() -------------------- ![]() |
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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
Як текст и яка песен
![]() Кирил Маричков - Моя свят И отново стоя на брега на реката и загледал водата замислен мълча. Тишина и мъгла бавно скапват душата, младостта отминава както всяка мечта. И макар че от кал сме направени, Господи, аз не искам във кал да прекарам живота си. И не искам тъй ням да стоя край брега да очаквам промяна и все да мълча. Как искам да живея в един различен свят! Не, не ми казвай, че греша - не ме дърпай назад! Моят път не е твоя, нека сам да вървя! Нека с риск да пропадна, поне за миг полетя! Моят свят не е твоя, искам сам да вървя! Но преди да пропадна, поне за миг да полетя! Кирил Маричков - Вярвам в теб Вярвам в теб (3) Вярвам само в теб И без илюзии поглеждам към света, не срещнах принцове, принцеси не видях, вървях по пътя, търсех живата вода, живях... Така разбрах, че всичко в този луд живот, това е тя, това е моята любов, която в трудни дни ми дава светлина, вярвам в теб (3) Вярвам само в теб. Не вярвам вече на измислени неща, на обещания, реклами, новини, но днес когато видя падаща звезда, боли.... И знам единствено, че точно в този миг, под мен кълбото на земята се върти, между милион съдби сме само аз и ти, вярвам в теб (...) И без илюзии поглеждам към света, не срещнах принцове, принцеси, чудеса, вървях по пътя, търсех живата вода, вървях.. и знам единствено, че точно в този миг, под мен кълбото на земята се върти, между милион съдби сме само аз и ти Вярвам в теб (...) -------------------- 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 - Punk is Dead
Yes that's right, punk is dead, It's just another cheap product for the consumers head. Bubblegum rock on plastic transistors, Schoolboy sedition backed by big time promoters. CBS promote the Clash, But it ain't for revolution, it's just for cash. Punk became a fashion just like hippy used to be And it ain't got a thing to do with you or me. Movements are systems and systems kill. Movements are expressions of the public will. Punk became a movement cos we all felt lost, But the leaders sold out and now we all pay the cost. Punk narcissism was social napalm, Steve Jones started doing real harm. Preaching revolution, anarchy and change As he sucked from the system that had given him his name. Well I'm tired of staring through shit stained glass, Tired of staring up a superstars arse, I've got an arse and crap and a name, I'm just waiting for my fifteen minutes fame. Steve Jones you're napalm, If you're so pretty (vacant) why do you swarm? Patti Smith you're napalm, You write with your hand but it's Rimbaud's arm. And me, yes I, do I want to burn? Is there something I can learn? Do I need a business man to promote my angle? Can I resist the carrots that fame and fortune dangle? I see the velvet zippies in their bondage gear, The social elite with safety-pins in their ear, I watch and understand that it don't mean a thing, The scorpions might attack, but the systems stole the sting. PUNK IS DEAD. PUNK IS DEAD. PUNK IS DEAD. PUNK IS DEAD. PUNK IS DEAD. PUNK IS DEAD. PUNK IS DEAD. PUNK IS DEAD. PUNK IS DEAD. G.G. Allin - Drink, Fight and Fuck We like to drink and party high We're not afraid to fight, we're not afraid of die We like to fuck, any girl will do We're not ashamed of the things we do Drink, fight and fuck Drink, fight and fuck Give me a bottle, Jack Daniels will do Stay out of my way I'm gonna flatten you Give me a girl, I don't care who 'Cause drink, fight and fuck is what I'm gonna do Drink, fight and fuck Drink, fight and fuck Drink, fight and fuck Drink, fight and fuck We like to drink and party high We're not afraid to fight, and we're not afraid of die We like to fuck, just any girl will do We're not ashamed of the things that we do Drink, fight and fuck Drink, fight and fuck -------------------- |
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Надявам се не съм го поуствал преди.
Chimaira - Resurrection Free at last finally tasting happiness 5 years of hell for nothing trapped inside the minds of failures A wise man once said That which does not kill us makes us stronger But we were dead So are we now invincible? Determination, perseverance, resolution... Resurrection Final straw underlying ignorance Consumed by greed and hate (and hate) Kept under the feet of tyrants Reality kicked in Raced against time just to start all over Treated like shit Pushed aside and expendable Determination, Perseverance, Resolution... Resurrection We have become, So god damn powerful [x6] All the beatings you gave us We will use them against you Determination, Perseverance, Resolution... Resurrection Free At last Finally tasting happiness Resurrection -------------------- |
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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
Tristania - Wormwood
"...The third angel blew his trumpet, and a great star fell from heaven, blazing like a torch, and it fell on a third of the rivers and in the fountains of water. The name of the star is Wormwood. A third of the waters became Wormwood, and many died of the water, because it was made bitter..." I can see God's unborn son Playing with a loaded gun All our sins... He'll die for us... Or did somebody lie to us? I can see the shape of God Drowning in a pool of blood A mighty choir of ancient generations sings Behold! The hand of death Squeezing out earth's final breath The stars are falling from the sky And I know why See God and his hand of death Squeezing out earth's final breath How did it all come to this? Brought to us by Judas kiss? I watch the sun go out I've lived to see the end As I watch the sun go out My loss of faith replaced by doubt All our sins... He'll die for us... Or did somebody lie to us? Let us pour one final drink Fill the glasses to the rim The world's on fire I still can hear the choir sing Behold! Your nightmares are fulfilled God just got his final will The world stops spinning And death is all around... Come... Join this toast God is dead... -------------------- 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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![]() Mahtavin :> ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4294 Регистриран: 20-March 08 Град: Пловдив Потребител N: 2643 ![]() |
SoaD - Aerials & Question & Soldier Side, колкото и негативи да събера, тва е избора ;р
-------------------- В Германия нацистите най-напред се разправиха с комунистите. Аз не се противопоставих, защого не съм комунист. После се разправиха с евреите. Пак не се възпротивих, защото не съм евреин. След това разгромиха профсъюзите. Аз не се противопоставих, защото не съм профсъюзен деец. Тогава се заеха с католиците. Не казах нищо, защото не съм католик. Накрая дойдоха за мен и тогава не бяха останали хора, за да ме защитят! (Мартин Нимолер - пастор) |
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Been a while, откакто в определени моменти се цикли тая песен, не знам защо, на няколко месеца просто ми идва желанието да я цикля ужасно :Р
Guns n' Roses - Sweet Child O' Mine She's got a smile that it seems to me Reminds me of childhood memories Where everything Was as fresh as the bright blue sky Now and then when I see her face She takes me away to that special place And if I'd stare too long I'd probably break down and cry Sweet child o' mine Sweet love of mine She's got eyes of the bluest skies As if they thought of rain I hate to look into those eyes And see an ounce of pain Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place Where as a child I'd hide And pray for the thunder And the rain To quietly pass me by Sweet child o' mine Sweet love of mine Where do we go? Where do we go now? Where do we go? Sweet child o' mine -------------------- |
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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 ![]() |
|Aerosmith - Amazing|
I kept the right ones out And let the wrong ones in Had an angel of mercy to see me through all my sins There were times in my life When I was goin' insane Tryin' to walk through The pain When I lost my grip And I hit the floor Yeah, I thought I could leave but couldn't get out the door I was so sick and tired Of a livin' a lie I was wishin' that I Would die It's Amazing With the blink of an eye you finally see the light It's Amazing When the moment arrives that you know you'll be alright It's Amazing And I'm sayin' a prayer for the desperate hearts tonight That one last shot's a Permanent Vacation And how high can you fly with broken wings? Life's a journey not a destination And I just can't tell just what tomorrow brings You have to learn to crawl Before you learn to walk But I just couldn't liten to all that righteous talk I was out on the street, Just a tryin' to survive |The Cult - Painted On My Heart| I thought youd be out of my mind And Id finally found a way to learn to live without you I thought it was just a matter of time Till I had a hundred reasons not to think about you But its just not so And after all this time, I still cant let go Ive still got your face Painted on my heart Scrawled upon my soul Etched upon my memory, baby Ive got your kiss Still burning on my lips The touch of my fingertips This love so deep inside of me, baby Ive tried everything that I can To get my heart to forget you But it just cant seem to I guess its just no use In every part of me Is still a part of you And Ive still got your face Painted on my heart Scrawled upon my soul Etched upon my memory, baby Ive got your kiss Still burning on my lips The touch of her fingertips This love so deep inside of me, baby Ive still got your face Painted on my heart Painted on my heart Painted on my heart, oh baby Something in your eyes keeps haunting me Im trying to escape you And I know there aint no way to To chase you from my mind Ive still got your face Painted on my heart Scrawled upon my soul Etched upon my memory baby Ive got your kiss Still burning on my lips The touch of my fingertips This love so deep inside of me, baby Ive still got your face Ive still got your face Painted on my heart Painted on my heart -------------------- ![]() |
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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
Survivor - Eye of The Tiger
Risin' up, back on the street Did my time, took my chances Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet Just a man and his will to survive So many times, it happens too fast You change your passion for glory Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past You must fight just to keep them alive Chorus: It's the eye of the tiger, it's the cream of the fight Risin' up to the challenge of our rival And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night And he's watchin' us all in the eye of the tiger Face to face, out in the heat Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry They stack the odds 'til we take to the street For we kill with the skill to survive chorus Risin' up, straight to the top Have the guts, got the glory Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop Just a man and his will to survive Judas Priest - Prisoner of your Eyes When I saw your face I became a prisoner of your eyes And I would do just anything To stay and be with you. You know there are times When I let myself wonder As I was going under You Pulled me back to earth Don't you hear me crying Take me in your arms again Tell me that you're trying Or is our love a lie Love is blind And love deceives you You came along and captured me Now I'm a prisoner of your eyes Trapped in time I cannot leave you I'm just a prisoner of your eyes As each day goes by I've given up completely I've locked myself inside your heart And thrown away the key Only time will tell If I can live without you Can you live without you Can you see into the future Will you ever set me free Don't you hear me crying Take me into your arms again Tell me that you're trying Or is our love a lie Love is blind And love decieves you You came along and captured me Now I'm a prisoner of your eyes Trapped in time I cannot leave you I'm just a prisoner of your eyes In this heartache We can try and start again Stop the heartbreak A little time will help to kill the pain -------------------- 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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Chimaira - Resurrection ![]() И за да не е офтопик, ето нещо, което отстрелва 99% от метълкор групетата с нещастните им тийнейджърски текстчета. По-добър текст на тема "inner struggles" за мен няма: Kreator - Some Pain Will Last Intence devastation of nature Constructing a future for a man The world is sold dirt cheap For promises no one can ever keep There is no hope , just decay Creation leads only to chaos The very first years of your life Mother makes things right But soon you just cannot deny This is only a lie We live in a world of Hate and deceit, Corruption and greed Just wait my friend, you will see Misery's coming your way, horror And pain reserved for you Some pain will last, last forever Etrnal slaves of morbid minds Helpless and blind Dealers of heartless opression Controlling mankind Resistence is quelled, it's birth Incomplete, nochance to succeed And those, those who don't care If you live or die Are nver around to shoulder the blame Some pain will last, last forever Time, time flies fast you will feel Still a child tomorrow you'll be A man full of hopes and dreams Dreams are destroyed easily Prepare, prepare for some pain Unknown Planned and arranged for so long Chemical mutants arise A genrations born just to die Born just to die, whole generation Born just to die! -------------------- |
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Цитат Prepare, prepare for some pain Unknown Planned and arranged for so long Chemical mutants arise A generations born just to die Born just to die, whole generation Born just to die! ![]() ![]() Страшен е текста ![]() -------------------- |
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Opeth - The Apostle in Triumph
In solitude I wander.... Through the vast enchanted forest The surrounding skies are one Torn apart by the phenomenon of lightning Rain is pouring down my (now) shivering shoulders In the rain my tears are forever lost The darkened oaks are my only shelter Red leaves are blown by the wind An ebony raven now catches my eye Sitting in calmness Before spreading his black wings Reaching for the skies In this forest Where wolves cry their agony unto the moon My spirit is hidden In the form of wisdomcarved on a black stone The only way to follow Open your soul Redeem, I am immortal Blinded by a light My soul is held up in glory I engulf the skies The apostle in triumph Through the eternal flame I travel As the rain keeps falling.... |
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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
![]() Bruce Dickinson - Man of Sorrows Here, in a church, a small boy is kneeling He prays to a God he does not know, he cannot feel All of his sins of childhood he will remember He will not cry, tears he will not cry Man of sorrows, I wont see your face Man of sorrows, you left without a trace A small boy wonders, what was it all about? Is your journey over - has it just begun? Vision of a new world from the ashes of the old do what thou wilt!, he screams from his cursed soul A tortured seer, a prophet of our emptiness Wondering why, wondering why... Man of sorrows, I wont see your face (I wont see your face) Man of sorrows, you left without a trace A small boy wonders, what was it all about? Is your journey over - has it just begun? A man of sorrows, racked With thoughts that dare not speak their name Trapped inside a body, made to feel only guilt and shame His anger all his life - i hate myself!, he cried do what thou wilt! do what thou wilt!, he cried Man of sorrows, I wont see your face (I wont see your face) Man of sorrows, you left without a trace (left without a trace) A small boy wonders, what was it all about? Is your journey over - has it just begun? Man of sorrows, I wont see your face (I wont see your face) Man of sorrows, you left without a trace (left without a trace) A small boy wonders, what was it all about? Is your journey over - has it just begun? Has it just begun? -------------------- 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 ![]() |
Kamelot - Nights of Arabia
Came across the waters A kingdom in the sands Unfaithful to the sultan A killing was at hand... Challenged to survival A legacy of fear Eternal mystic legends One for every tear... Nights of Arabia The queen has lost her right to life Nights of Arabia Destiny in story lines Nights of Arabia A thousand tales and one for life These are nights of Arabia Whispers in the moonlight A gathering of vales Circled round the fire To hear this evenings tale... Standing on the threshold The crest of darkened nights Seduction of the hunter The slave regains her might... "Lost inside a shadow Erase the sins I've made Heavenly reward me With mercy on my fate" Nights of Arabia The queen has lost her right to life Nights of Arabia Her destiny in story lines Nights of Arabia A thousand tales and one for life These are nights of Arabia Scheherazade will never die... The sultan relents his feeble heart This love for the queen is greater than he'll ever know "It's easy to let you feed my nights Someone to touch, someone to hold, Someone to feel, someone to love" "Here I am to die alone Voices from heaven above Hear my call awaken my soul Forgive me for what I have done" -------------------- First wish for this night:
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Като ви гледам как сте записали Kreator-ски текстове ми се прищя и аз да се включа. И то с нещо с малко Оруелски привкус.
Enemy Of God Shocked Orwellian races Gather united in grief Nothing is left from the World they have known Grotesque indifferent belief Systems have failed Rules can't control Corrupt dictators forever dethroned Lies of the Priest Trust of the Blind Failure of structures manipulate deviant crimes All nations hail the end of peace New dawn inception of disease Age of revenge has now been born By the mother of all wars Enemy of God Purity and innocence is killed Enemy of God Peace died long ago when life stood still Clash of demonic religions Hatred the human divine Despotic aggressors in triumph they reign Fanatics bring mayhem to life War of all wars Foreseen before Freedoms foundations exist no more A genocide nightmare the darkest of days Chaos devourers as all hope and pride fades Total carnage sudden death Sent from a morbid mind possessed A godless mekka now awaits, as hellish flames desecrates Enemy of god Purity and innocence is killed Peace died long ago when life stood still Now the fury is unleashed The hunter has become prey for the beast Breathing savage distain Malevolence ingrained No emotion for humanity Tragically the palace falls Burned are the imperators halls For their decadent facades All their elitaire art Exhibition of filth to watch for all For those who die along the way Timeless glory awaits Enemy of god Purity and innocence is killed Peace died long ago when life stood still Nothing can divide Terror is thy name Last legion alive Set the World aflame Enemy of god Masters you have none Sweet the victory When thy kingdom come Enemy of god Cast deliverance Fanatical divide Slaying innocence Enemy of god Answer to no one Bringing war from heaven A thousand fires burn -------------------- Come with me tonight tell me how it feels to be alive |
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![]() 空の叫び 真夜中の ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 1128 Регистриран: 2-January 06 Град: под слънцето(на сянка) София! Потребител N: 1102 ![]() |
Kamelot - Soul Society
If my soul could revive From my carnal remains What does it matter to me If it all fades to black If I'm born once again Then no one really is free How could I be condemned For the things I have done If my intentions were good I guess I'll never know Some things under the sun Can never be understood How can we believe in heaven Human reason counters all My tears are soul society My life is just a fragment Of the universe and more There must be more than I can see In the dark we're the same In the concept of time We're like a grain in the sand And we sprout from the flame As if death was a rain 'Cause we can not understand How I wish there was a heaven All for one and one for all A flawless soul society Our lives are just a fragment Of the universe and more There may be more than we can see How I could I be condemned For the things that I've done If my intentions were good I guess I'll never know Some things under the sun Can never be understood How can we believe in heaven All for one and one for all My tears are soul society Our lives are just a fragment Of the universe and more And maybe more than we can see -------------------- |
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DragonForce - Starfire
Outside on a winter's night as the rain begins to fall There's a chill in the air and the howl of a wolf while the rain beats at the door Seven kings will ride on the wind up towards the mountains high And the only sound that will break the air is the warrior's bitter cry When the dawn of a new day will see the light then the strongest hearts grow old And the warrior stands on top of the hill in the snow Dark night with a glimmering light in the distance up ahead In the forest they dwell with a misty spell no one heard what once was said And the eagle fly through the clouds while earth bleeds dark and cold When the voices of men will ring out again all creation shall unfold When the colour of night will fade to light and the weakest hearts go cold And the warrior stands on top of the hill in the snow And we're standing one and all fighting till we fall Hoping for a better day never giving in Until we find the words till we find the words to say Until we find the words to say Burning starfire shine in the sky For the lives of great men who stand by your side When the night fall on we will ride For no lost souls will live on forever Dark night on the valley below still the horsemen follow through It's a forest that leads to the foot of the hill that inside the magic holds Seven strong they ride on along to the place where sorrow lies And the shadows of the night will no longer hide all their mysteries come undone When the colour of night will fade to light and the weakest hearts go cold And the warrior stands on top of the hill in the snow And we're standing one and all fighting till we fall Hoping for a better day never giving in Until we find the words till we find the words to say Until we find the words to say Burning starfire shine in the sky For the lives of great men who stand by your side When the night fall on we will ride For no lost souls will live on forever And we're standing one and all fighting till we fall Hoping for a better day never giving in Until we find the words till we find the words to say Until we find the words to say Burning starfire shine in the sky For the lives of great men who stand by your side When the night fall on we will ride For no lost souls will live on forever For lost souls will live on forever... |
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Opeth - Death whispered a lullaby
Out on the road there are fireflies circling Deep in the woods, where the lost souls hide Over the hill there are men returning Trying to find some peace of mind Sleep my child Under the fog there are shadows moving Don't be afraid, hold my hand Into the dark there are eyelids closing Buried alive in the shifting sands Sleep my child Speak to me now and the world will crumble Open a door and the moon will fall All of your life, all your memories Go to your dreams, forget it all Sleep my child -------------------- |
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Dragonforce - Valley of the Damned
On a cold dark winter night, hidden by the stormy light A battle rages for the right, for what will become In the valley of the damned, a warrior with sword in hand He travels fast across the land, for freedom he rides And the sign from the master on high He screams aloud and across, hear the cry For the kingdom of fire and ice And the power to be alive Be strong ride on, carry on through the war Come along carry on, living for ever more On the wings of death, by the hands of doom By the darkest light, from the darkest moon Crossing silent seas, over mountains high all will stand as one tonight (Chorus) On the black wind forever we ride on together Destroying your evil with freedom our guide When the master will call us He stands high before us Our hearts filled with splendor Our swords will shine over the light In the valley of the damned Day breaks with golden strand Over pastures green it glows To where night returns In the shadows faces appear Warriors wearing full metal gear Join together one and all before the glorious light Rise up, gather round, come and hear what is said Use your senses open your mind don't you ever forget On the wings of life, by the hands of hope By the brightest light from the brightest sun Crossing silent seas over mountains high To the valley of the damned! (Chorus x3) -------------------- 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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Непросветен ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 11 Регистриран: 25-April 08 Потребител N: 2725 ![]() |
аз имам много любими песни и една от тях е
prisoner of your eyes - Rob Halford When I saw your face I Became a prisoner of your eyes And I would do most anything To stay and be with you. How did we go wrong? I can't believe it's over Tell me why it's happening? Who threw it all away? Don't you hear me crying? Take me in your arms again Don't you hear me crying? Take me in your arms again Bring back what I'm living for You're all I'm thinking of Take me home to paradise Give me back your love No one takes the blame You and I have wondered We gave all we could to this It's time to face the truth Now we realize All we had is over Comes an end to everything There's nothing left to give Don't you hear me crying? Take me in your arms again Don't you hear me crying? Take me in your arms again Bring back what I'm living for You're all I'm thinking of Take me home to paradise Give me back your love Bring back what I'm living for You're all I'm thinking of Take me home to paradise Give me back your love Stop the heartache We can try and start again End the heart break A little time - will help to ease the pain I still see your face When I close my eyes If I opened up again Would you still be here? Don't you hear me crying? Take me in your arms again Don't you hear me crying? Take me in your arms again Bring back what I'm living for You're all I'm thinking of Take me home to paradise Give me back your love Bring back what I'm living for You're all I'm thinking of Take me home to paradise Give me back your love |
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Robbie Williams- Supreme
Oh it seemed forever stopped today All the lonely hearts in London Caught a plane and flew away And all the best women are married All the handsome men are gay You feel deprived Yeah are you questioning your size? Is there a tumour in your humour, Are there bags under your eyes? Do you leave dents where you sit, Are you getting on a bit? Will you survive You must survive When there's no love in town This new century keeps bringing you down All the places you have been Trying to find a love supreme A love supreme Oh what are you really looking for? Another partner in your life to abuse and to adore? Is it lovey dovey stuff, Do you need a bit of rough? Get on your knees Yeah turn down the love songs that you hear 'Cause you can't avoid the sentiment That echoes in your ear Saying love will stop the pain Saying love will kill the fear Do you believe You must believe When there's no love in town This new century keeps bringing you down All the places you have been Trying to find a love supreme A love supreme I spy with my little eye Something beginning with (ah) Got my back up And now she's screaming So I've got to turn the track up Sit back and watch the royalties stack up I know this girl she likes to switch teams And I'm a fiend but I'm living for a love supreme When there's no love in town This new century keeps bringing you down All the places you have been Trying to find a love supreme A love supreme Come and live a love supreme Don't let it get you down Everybody lives for love Come and live a love supreme Don't let it get you down Everybody lives for love ![]() -------------------- |
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YOU SUFFER... BUT WHY?
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![]() Non Serviam ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 5600 Регистриран: 1-July 07 Град: Плевен / Велико Търново Потребител N: 2189 ![]() |
^^ Шефе, тука метъл слушаме...
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![]() But what I thought I could control took hold of me instead... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 957 Регистриран: 20-February 08 Град: София Потребител N: 2604 ![]() |
Да, но туй е Общ форум а.к.а. Всичко, несвързано с метъла.
А и текстът наистина е хубав, с типичното за Роби чувство за хумор. -------------------- |
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![]() Non Serviam ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 5600 Регистриран: 1-July 07 Град: Плевен / Велико Търново Потребител N: 2189 ![]() |
Ай добре...
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![]() Прослушващ метъл ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 81 Регистриран: 10-October 07 Потребител N: 2362 ![]() |
Robbie Williams- Supreme ![]() After Forever - Transitory Life at its best, you are doing fine but you're blind, it's china you hold! As it breaks, suddenly it's clear - beautiful but transitory... But we won't break easy, we won't give in to all unbearable pain We'll pull through, we won't crack, we'll endure and survive! Oh, transitory Pain is as life itself, evanescent as it fades... Life - all you've got, all was swept away, now you see what there is to miss Suddenly you're stronger than you thought as you know it's transitory!... Cause we won't break Survival is all we've got and our unbearable grief We'll hold on and won't crack and we'll value all life... Oh, transitory Pain is as life itself, evanescent as it fades! ![]() |
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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
Deep Purple - Soldier of Fortune
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() I have often told you stories About the way I lived the life of a drifter Waiting for the day When Id take your hand And sing you songs Then maybe you would say Come lay with me love me And I would surely stay But I feel Im growing older And the songs that I have sung Echo in the distance Like the sound Of a windmill goin round I guess Ill always be A soldier of fortune Many times Ive been a traveller I looked for something new In days of old When nights were cold I wandered without you But those days I thougt my eyes Had seen you standing near Though blindness is confusing It shows that youre not here Now I feel Im growing older And the songs that I have sung Echo in the distance Like the sound Of a windmill goin round I guess Ill always be A soldier of fortune Yes, I can hear the sound Of a windmill goin round I guess Ill always be A soldier of fortune -------------------- 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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Най-великият. Текст. Евър.
In the Court of the Crimson King The rusted chains of prison moons Are shattered by the sun. I walk a road, horizons change The tournament's begun. The purple piper plays his tune, The choir softly sing; Three lullabies in an ancient tongue, For the court of the crimson king. The keeper of the city keys Put shutters on the dreams. I wait outside the pilgrim's door With insufficient schemes. The black queen chants the funeral march, The cracked brass bells will ring; To summon back the fire witch To the court of the crimson king. The gardener plants an evergreen Whilst trampling on a flower. I chase the wind of a prism ship To taste the sweet and sour. The pattern juggler lifts his hand; The orchestra begin. As slowly turns the grinding wheel In the court of the crimson king. On soft gray mornings widows cry The wise men share a joke; I run to grasp divining signs To satisfy the hoax. The yellow jester does not play But gentle pulls the strings And smiles as the puppets dance In the court of the crimson king. -------------------- |
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