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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
Sentenced - Killing Me Killing You
Baby, have you seen, there is a snake in our paradise A serpent that's wriggling between us and freezing our feelings to ice And with each drop of blood we bleed because of this something so precious dies and it feels it really is... Killing Me Killing You Killing all we have As our loves wither away Burning Me Burning You Burning us to ash Drowning us in a sea of flames Darling, do you feel, there is a storm coming our way The burning light between us is already starting to fade The fire in our hearts is smothered by the rain and the crimson flame of passion turns into something gray And with each drop of blood our shattered hearts ever bleed something so precious dies and is lost eternally Killing Me Killing You Killing all we have As our loves wither away Burning Me Burning You Burning us to ash Drowning us in a sea of flames Each teardrop from your eyes makes something inside me die Each of these days that draws us part takes a piece from my heart Kill me kill me kill me again with your love and chase the storm away Bring me bring me bring me the end with your love and haunt the demons away Killing Me Killing You Killing all we have As our loves wither away Burning Me Burning You Burning us to ash Drowning us in a sea of flames Kill me kill me kill me again with your love and chase the snake away Bring me bring me bring me the end with your love and haunt the serpent away -------------------- 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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#1642
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![]() spectral ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 1821 Регистриран: 19-December 07 Град: София Потребител N: 2488 ![]() |
Theatre of Tragedy - Dying - I Only Feel Apathy
Now as I am to be bereaft of my troth I cry aloud my last words of lost hope. A violent gust of wind is my frame of mind; Huxes like moisture through pores. I am unwilling to forgive Him who depriev'd me of my life - Gloaming the sequence - A momentary view. Perishing intervals of rejoice - My supreme happiness is lost! Baleful emotions of fear - my body is the earth - The earth is now destined to be made forlorn - Forlorn from the enlivening energies. Am I not any longer living? In mournful silence I suffer - In peace I now will rest. My hard-working hands Are now reposed. I close thee my beloved into my heart - Conceal thy memory in my inner sanctum. In my thoughts thou shalt forever be - As a dear and precious remembrance. I'm dethroned in the reign of entity - My tears descend like of abony - Life is the theatre of tragedy - Dying - I only feel apathy! -------------------- An angel strays upon my door so frail and lost within
To weep upon her days of yore, my decadent come in... |
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#1643
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![]() Рицар на върховен дом Сянка ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Metal World Conclave Коментари: 13162 Регистриран: 26-November 05 Град: София Потребител N: 1041 ![]() |
нямат и няма и да имат за мен по-добро.
Eternal Tears of Sorrow - Prophetian A gap between the scenes Severs the present and the time to come On the layers of the outer heaven Hidden omens are found The one who seeks May find the end of the line But the one who also sees Makes out the meaning of the signs The brightest star is dying The forgotten becomes the light After the seventh circle is complete Red sand will cover the ground When the third man arrives Red blood tames the hate Gold turns into iron Into the blade of the tyrant's fate To the sign of the Raven I connect my soul and mind I'm a man with a vision That is not tide to time The eyes of the Viper lead Me through the darkest woods Under the wings of the Phoenix I land onto the nest of the truth -------------------- |
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#1644
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![]() метъл ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 3123 Регистриран: 8-October 05 Потребител N: 963 ![]() |
Running Wild - Pile Of Skulls
Hey, Mr. Pope, Mr. Military Man Kings and Queens, more evil than it seems You lie, you cheat, you betray, you kill all the way You wade through blood in your boots of steel You hide the truth from its reveal The world's bleeding wounds will never heal So look in the mirror and see who you are You made our lives an abbatoir A man-eating machine that's what you are Pile of skulls, conspiracy Beware of the revealing key No dance of joy, no harmless spree No chance for you to hide or flee Liar's tongue, tricks of deepest dye Snake-skinned pack, you're evil and you're sly Injust, you hunt, you hate, you take all the way You're cutting throats with poisoned blades Your recklessness overflows the graves You try to make us all your slaves Tears and pain, never ending shame Bloodsucking lice, play their evil game Your doom is sealed, the truth revealed all the way Headless you still run around You can't believe you're losing ground On your knees to take the count So look in the mirror and see who you are You made our lives an abbatoir A man-eating machine that's what you are Pile of skulls, conspiracy Beware of the revealing key No dance of joy, no harmless spree No chance for you to hide or flee -------------------- We live to fight the hand of doom,
We got the pride to strike a fool, Vain glory be my wicked guide... |
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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
Един невероятен текст :
Lunatica - Song for You You hold my hand when I tremble with fear You bring me light when I burst out in tears And now I want to thank you, dear, for all the things you've done I can't deny (that) you showed me the right way Chorus: For the light, for the love For the truth in your eyes I am grateful to have such a friend by my side For the tears, for the joy For not asking me why We can hold our hands up and reach for the sky You kept your faith when my words were untrue You made me laugh when I was feeling blue Always giving, never asking for more than a smile upon my face Together we will conquer the whole world Chorus (You) don't have to worry We'll stay together all of our days You can trust in my words, you can rely on me And when dark clouds obscure the sky I'll be at your side Until the weight on your shoulders fades away Chorus -------------------- 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 ![]() |
Nickelback - If today was your last day
My best friend gave me the best advice, he said each day's a gift and not a given right. Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind, and try to take the path less traveled by that first step you take is the longest ride. Chorus: If today was your last day, and tomorrow was too late, could say goodbye to yesterday? Would you, would you? Would you live each moment like your last? And leave old pictures in the past? Donate every dime you had? Would you, would you? If today was your last day? Against the grain should be your way of life. What’s worth the price is always worth the fight. Every second counts, cuz there’s no second try. So live like you'll never live it twice. Don’t take the free ride in your own life. Chorus Chorus2: would you call those friends you never see? Reminisce on memories, would you forgive your enemies? Would you find that one you're dreaming of? Swear up and down to god above, that you'll fight only for the love? if today was your last day? if today was your last day? Would you make up it up like mending a broken heart? You know, it's never too late. To shoot for the stars, regardless of who you are? So, do whatever it takes, cuz you can't rewind a moment in this life. Let nothing stand in your way, cause when your hands are tied, I’m there, I'm on your side. Chorus if today was your last day? Нямаше, как да не постна тоя великолепен текст ![]() -------------------- 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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![]() Raven ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 994 Регистриран: 13-November 08 Град: Discworld Потребител N: 3102 ![]() |
Сега ми е на ума тази, но ако тръгна да си изброявам всичките любими текстове..
Sentenced - Dead Leaves Yes, Autumn's here again... to put all forms of life to an end Death has taken over and slowly fades the light away The deadly shadows fall... and the bleeding sun sinks down below The first flakes of snow quide me on my last pathway Alive no more... what once was green has turned to red Leaves start their fall... gray with the whiteness of what's dead The wintry frost comes crawling freezing all life that's on its way the first dead leaves come falling, hovering in the air with the rain I feel the flaming frost... I feel the burning ice and snow for the first time since the night was taken away Alive no more... what once was green has turned to red Leaves lightly fall... gray with the whiteness of what's dead The wintry frost comes crawling ceasing all life that's on its way Dead frozen leaves come falling, hovering in the air with the rain ..hovering in the air... "...and as the last leaf hovers down upon the ground, the end is at hand -- I'll find the one I came looking for..." Alive no more... what once was green has turned to red Leaves lightly fall... gray with the whiteness of what's dead The wintry frost comes crawling freezing all life on its way the last dead leaves come falling, hovering in the air with the rain The End of Life comes crawling ceasing my bleeding heart and now.. The last dead leaf comes falling, hovering lightly down upon the ground ..upon the frozen ground... -------------------- "After all, if you aren't willing to kill for it, how important can it be?.." |
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![]() Balance Guardian ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Админ Коментари: 28396 Регистриран: 12-January 03 Град: София Потребител N: 3 ![]() |
Rhapsody - Lamento Eroico
Langue in me l'eco infranto al truce sguardo dell'angelo cieco rovina in me l'antica rima nel cuor del cigno ferito e morente... Cosmi di eternita' tradita di verita' svanite che ora versano lacrime d'addio in un vuoto nero... sincero e fiero al mio destino andro... Urla il tuono al mio lamento eroico Sorte... consuma la realta! Spiriti di mondi arcani chiedo la vita al di la' della morte per allinear le stelle amiche e diventar guardiano celeste Custode di eternita' guarita di verita' trovate per tutti i figli di madre terra... sempre a lei ho dato la vita... la morte... cosi' continuero'! Urla il tuono al mio lamento eroico Sorte... consuma la realta! -------------------- 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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![]() *** ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 2603 Регистриран: 14-December 07 Град: Пловдив Потребител N: 2481 ![]() |
"An acquaintance so oddly old - bred not to love
Suffers the beaten grounds of Idioglossia We talk but we do not speak Together only in our incapability to leave this fallen playground We rule this Empire merely with these few crippled toys Rust in our faces This is what we can share - this is all we can lose Still Furiously we will linger to it with our lives Cling to its rust and pains Barefoot and torn Bred not but born to love" |
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![]() Non Serviam ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 5600 Регистриран: 1-July 07 Град: Плевен / Велико Търново Потребител N: 2189 ![]() |
"I take a bottle of wine and I go drink it among the flowers
We are allways three... counting my shadow and my friend the shimmering moon Happily the moon knows nothing of drinking, and my shadow is never thirsty When I sing, the moon listens to me in silence When I dance, my shadow dances too After all festivities the guests must depart This sadness I do not know When I go home, the moon goes with me and my shadow follows me..." |
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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
Edguy - Forever
Sitting by the window Staring out into the night Waiting up for the light of day And the sound of silence The faintly flaring candle light Parting has got me Around to go insane Alone I try to while away my time Seconds turn to ages As I close my eyes and wait Sometimes I wonder What's the reason why We long for someone to embrace And say hello to say goodbye Carry on - and I will forever Longing drives bad memories away And still I carry on and I will forever When I see you smile I dare to believe again Is there anybody out there To keep on looking for If you don't know then lie to me Blue eyed for a letdown If this is what it takes To maybe see the light I'll dare to shed another tear Oh I Know The wind blows cold tonight But anyhow I gotta go Tell me girl where are you now Carry on - and I will forever Longing drives bad memories away And still I carry on and I will forever When I see you smile I dare to believe again I tried to build a wall And let nobody in To be on my own Without love and without pain Without pain I don't know why But every time I look into your face Into your face I am caught and I relapse again Carry on, it's forever Longing drives bad memories away... Carry on - and I will forever Longing drives bad memories away And still I carry on and I will forever Cause when I see you smile I dare to believe again -------------------- 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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![]() Balance Guardian ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Админ Коментари: 28396 Регистриран: 12-January 03 Град: София Потребител N: 3 ![]() |
Blue Oyster Cult - Astronomy
Clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst Out at you from their hiding place Like acid and oil on a madman's face His reason tends to fly away Like lesser birds on the four winds Like silver scrapes in May And now the sand's become a crust Most of you have gone away Come Susie dear, let's take a walk Just out there upon the beach I know you'll soon be married And you'll want to know where winds come from Well it's never said at all On the map that Carrie reads Behind the clock back there you know At the Four Winds Bar Four winds at the Four Winds Bar Two doors locked and windows barred One door to let to take you in The other one just mirrors it Hellish glare and inference The other one's a duplicate The queenly flux, eternal light Or the light that never warms Yes the light that never, never warms Or the light that never Never warms The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst Out at you from their hiding place Miss Carrie nurse and Susie dear Would find themselves at Four Winds Bar It's the nexus of the crisis And the origin of storms Just the place to hopelessly Encounter time and then came me Call me Desdinova Eternal light These gravely digs of mine Will surely prove a sight And don't forget my dog Fixed and consequent Astronomy... a star -------------------- 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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![]() Прослушващ метъл ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 137 Регистриран: 22-December 08 Потребител N: 3167 ![]() |
When night falls
She cloaks the world In impenetrable darkness A chill rises From the soil And contaminates the air Suddenly... Life has new meaning Мисля,че и сами ще се сетите коя е песента ![]() -------------------- †Narcissus Narcosis†
When night falls she cloaks the world in impenetrable darkness. A chill rises from the soil and contaminates the air suddenly... life has new meaning. |
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![]() Non Serviam ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 5600 Регистриран: 1-July 07 Град: Плевен / Велико Търново Потребител N: 2189 ![]() |
DUNKELHEIT.
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![]() Прослушващ метъл ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 242 Регистриран: 18-October 08 Град: Sofia Потребител N: 3054 ![]() |
Sonata Arctica - Blank File (мн брутален текст)
It is your new best friend, new eye in your private den And you can find the world inside it every day They know what you did today, hear everything you say And when they send you mail, they know where you will go sometime next day They know your life, they have a file about you They built your life, so they... Know what you like and know what you yearn but they don't know a thing about me I'm not that easy, I'm blank file in their memory Caught in the web again, inside your private den Where you can go to moon or meet some people you will never see You are a file in there, money in an open fair You're a slave among the slaves, waiting for future with a fear They know your life, they have a file about you They built your life, so they... Know what you like and know what you yearn but they don't know a thing about me I'm not that easy, I'm blank file in their memory Still they try to take over, control my life, but no one can do it but me I'm not that easy, I'm blank file in their memory Oh oh oh Know what you like and know what you yearn but they don't know a thing about me I'm not that easy, I'm blank file in their memory I am waiting, hoping and praying to see - how this - will end - when they go down How can it be, that you cannot see what they are doing with thee You are a life, new file in their memory, now they Know what you like and know what you yearn but they don't know a thing about me I'm not that easy, I'm blank file in their memory Oh oh oh How can it be, that you cannot see what they are doing with thee spending your time, living your life inside their machines there is one empty file, it is me -------------------- I never seem to understand.
The time, the place, and who I am. Define a way to stay alive, It’s like I’m living a lie. |
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![]() noctambulant ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 1754 Регистриран: 6-April 06 Град: София Потребител N: 1273 ![]() |
Eternal Tears of Sorrow - Shattered Soul
And the ancient mystic words misled me They reached my hidden innocence So the sweetest moments of the perfect beauty Turned to the hours of the deepest despair I'm nothing but a shattered soul... I cannot see Been ravaged by the chaotic beauty Ruined by the unreal temptations... I cannot flee I was betrayed by my own beliefs And my heart betrayed all dead emotions... I could hear my breath even if I did not breathe Now the changing tides wash over me... And the freezing breath breezes through me I'm nothing but a shattered soul... I cannot see Been ravaged by the chaotic beauty Ruined by the unreal temptations... I cannot flee I was betrayed by my own beliefs I'm nothing but a shattered soul Been ravaged by the chaotic beauty Ruined by the unreal temptations I was betrayed by my own beliefs -------------------- ![]() |
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![]() Рицар на върховен дом Сянка ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Metal World Conclave Коментари: 13162 Регистриран: 26-November 05 Град: София Потребител N: 1041 ![]() |
! Note: Не се обвързвам с политическите идеи, които групата пропагандира като цяло и в този текст. Но винаги е било ебаси яката песен!
Темнозорь - Вервольф Колдовских легенд, сумеречных снов Сквозь сплетенье вен - рдяный Волха след Расы древней знак, эхом волчьих клятв Кровью сквозь века белый род заклят Наших битв доспех ветрами воспет, Преданьями лесов в серый мех одет. На полях войны правит серый бес, Там где боль и страх, победа или смерть. Барабанов бой, кровь и белый снег, Где рожден рассвет, кован волчий крест. В отраженьях битв диким воем крик, Тысяч голосов расы белой клич. В танковой атаке, в грохоте сапог, Волчьей воли к власти громогласный рев. В безрассудстве смелых волкодлаков кровь Рейху волчьей тени тысяча имен. Зову той крови и сейчас верны, В сумерках богов сыновья взросли. Мистик и солдат, воин и творец Мифом сквозь века – волк и человек Всечен в скал гранит волкоглавый лик На твоей земле, он в твоей крови. -------------------- |
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All I see is terror
All I see is pain All I see is mothers dragging children to their graves A curse as old as time an armageddon misery Spectators of a world in ruins Hypnotised I'm staring at Impossible Brutality Impossible Brutality Impossible Brutality Impossible Brutality Is all there was is all there'll ever be All I see is violence All I see is hate All I see is tyrants dragging servants on a chain A curse as old as time an armageddon misery Spectators of a world in ruins Paralyzed I'm staring at Impossible Brutality Impossible Brutality Impossible Brutality Impossible Brutality Is all there was is all there'll ever be How much more can you take Propaganda mind control From the cradle to the grave Poisoned fruits to kill the soul The weak following the blind Fearfull hearted empty eyed In this mortal plane of slaves Life's opressors can not be destroyed All I see is terror All I see is pain All I see is mothers dragging children to their graves A curse as old as time an armageddon misery Spectators of a world in ruins Paralysed I'm staring at Impossible Brutality Impossible Brutality Impossible Brutality Impossible Brutality Is all there was is all there'll ever be And as your world collapses I'll watch it die in silence I wish this day would come now Await it's dawning without fear -------------------- ![]() ......sss....llll........aaaa...yyy...yyy..eeeee..rrrrrrr .....sss.....llll......aa...aa...yyyyyy....e.........rrr..rr ....sssss...llll.....aaaaaaa....yyy......eeee....rrrr ......sss....llll.....aaa..aaa...yyy.......e.........rrr.rr .....sss.....llllllll..aaa..aaa..yyy........eeeee..rrr..rrr |
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#1659
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![]() warrior princess ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 3813 Регистриран: 1-May 06 Град: София Потребител N: 1323 ![]() |
Cradle of Filth - Heaven Torn Asunder
Rise, ablaze, libidinous Devildom voyeurs Ascend to smother the light Nascent aeons confer.... Chaos is spat From the black eternal sea Serrated mountains of mad shadows Carving towards misdeed Stormchoirs gather A pestilential hiss Sunset evokes Luciferian fire The skies are ruptured like a knifed orifice Supernal vestments hang tattered Cathedrals shriek to pulpit oratory Invasions scale Babel's ivory towers Poised to sodomise a world upon it's knees (Victory spent Breathe deep benighted scent) We are as a flame born unto the darkness Desires burning in palatial glades And virtues once aloof, now worming beneath us Shalt see their children, pleasuring as slaves.... Attack! Wreak atrocities on those we have despised Judgements be riven, from the skies Darkness empower let us master prophecy Fulfilling destiny - the promised fever Bedizens eyes paralysed with blasphemy Written in flesh across the howling ether Artemis, spread the bliss of this Lupercalia With stars erased, throw wide the gates The infidel soon unmasks her face Neath silken shroud she waxes horn Sharpened to skewer dawn.... I am as a plague, born to the priestess The secret amour of her archangelic rape Jaded-eyed when my lovers, possessed Screamed out their agonies, upon the stake "The most August sorcerers of Hades Darkly seized for me a throne And the upraised scythe so terribly scribed Vengeance in Jesuit blood on stone From this ransacked celestial temple I hold the prophet's severed head unto all nations" Tremble before us Lords of the star-veiled red sepulchres Rushing deathwards, our Tartarean fires Kindle pandemonia to furnace the earth "Our voices are opened graves Through which the never dead escape" From dank, abyssic dream Pursuing ascendancy.... The enemy has held three seasons Imparadised, whilst we writhed To psycho-dramas penned by aerial decree Now freed to plunder... Heaven torn asunder -------------------- Rage of the winter mould the horizon,
cover the mountains, forest and lakes Rage of the winter - magical wonder, enchanted fury, majestic force... |
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![]() Oryctolagus Cuniculus ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Metal World Conclave Коментари: 7672 Регистриран: 10-January 06 Град: София Потребител N: 1112 ![]() |
Аз ще те допълня с нещо от последния албум...
Cradle of Filth - The Death Of Love Where will you be they tense for warfare? What will you see with your innocence there? Where will you be my darling? Where will you be they tense for warfare? Where will you be when God is glorifying? There we will be between the dead and dying Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when God is glorifying? Prophecies and glory forge a massive disdain For lying passive in the shadows whilst the enemy reigns Devoted to the votive, holy standard above 'By command of the king of Heaven' Came the death of love Where will you be when they're vilifying? How will they see when the truth is blinding? Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when they're vilifying? Where will you be when the dark is rising? How will you keep from it's terrorizing? Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when the dark is rising? Burning was the sunset like a portent of doom On the saintly iron maiden as she fell from her wound But visions and ambition Never listened to submission And she was on a mission from the highest above To Lord upon the slaughter Like a sword through hissing water She arose where archers sought her For the death of love The righteous death of love Gilles adored her drama Her suit of pure white armour Blazed against the English in a torrent of light And as they rallied onto night A cancer fled his soul Dissolving... Framed amid the thick of fire Aflame, a Valkyrie She made him click without desire And in his eyes she swam a Goddess And even when they caught her breath Her words would leave a scar 'For only in the grip of darkness Will we shine amidst the brightest stars' How will you breathe when their wheels are turning? How will you know if the sky is burning? Where will you be my darling? How will you breathe when their wheels are turning? Where will you be when Babel builds my fire? Will you not flee and label me pariah? Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when they light my pyre? Aligned with Joan in all That was enthroned and divine He swore to score the crimes Jackdaws poured on this dove Crimes he knew alone Derived from minds of the blind The church unfurled for murder perched Upon the death of love Framed amid the thick of fire Aflame, a Valkyrie She claimed the skies were lit with spires And in his eyes she swam a Goddess And even when she fought for breath Her words would leave a scar 'For only in the grip of darkness Will we shine amidst the brightest stars' |
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![]() Рицар на върховен дом Сянка ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Metal World Conclave Коментари: 13162 Регистриран: 26-November 05 Град: София Потребител N: 1041 ![]() |
ЛУУУДНИЦА!
The Haunted - Abysmal [Dolving talks] "Come a little bit closer. So I can see what you taste like. A pale face. A vision of suicide. Dead ends and a St.Jude figurine. Bury me in a shallow grave. So the dogs can dig me out. If I die tonight, well that suits me fine. 'Caus I'd be better off covered in lye." [Chorus:] This one is abysmal. This one is a oneway ticket down. Some say there ain't nothing to lose, but I lost that too. So what am I gonna do now? I sold my soul for a reasonable stake. The devil done paved the way. And I'll claim the prize 'til the day I go, When all hell comes to carry me home. A beckoning shape. A crow to lead me on. Lower me down below. [Chorus:] This one is abysmal. This one is a oneway ticket down. Some say there ain't nothing to lose, but I lost that too. So what am I gonna do now? The Peripherol know the cold centre of hate, It burns clean and kills the pain. I'll cut you open and spit in your eyes. A foul spectacle to behold. A beckoning shape. A crow to lead you on. Lower me down the hatch and swallow me whole. Here I go... Come a little bit closer, Come a little bit closer, Come a little bit closer So i can see what you taste like. -------------------- |
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![]() spectral ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 1821 Регистриран: 19-December 07 Град: София Потребител N: 2488 ![]() |
Evergrey - Blinded
Compelled to speak when not to speak My words lead & I follow I must talk or else I'm weak Let no one know my shell's hollow False world created I just watch it come to life Your faith's my weapon And your trust by my side Lost all my senses Can't feel, can't hear, I'm Blinded Lost all my senses Emotionally numb Blinded Nothing's sacred & no one's safe I'm feeding on denial Getting careless soon bound to fail Fooled by my own betrayal Are you lost in fury? Fearing to fail Are you aching for vengeance? And got lost on the way Are you hiding your anger? Fearing truth will prevail Ashamed of the present And what you've become today False world created... Lost all my senses... -------------------- An angel strays upon my door so frail and lost within
To weep upon her days of yore, my decadent come in... |
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![]() *** ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 2603 Регистриран: 14-December 07 Град: Пловдив Потребител N: 2481 ![]() |
Trading pain is a bad deal
I've got more than my share Too much to bear! Every beat of the hammer Every blood stricken street: A way to trade off heat. They will bleed till I'm empty If I deserve to die I'll make it show I will stain your affection, I will wear out your heart You'll follow where I go Blood stains Cut veins Filthy Murder Leave me... Pain of Salvation - Used |
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![]() метъл ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 3123 Регистриран: 8-October 05 Потребител N: 963 ![]() |
Blind Guardian - Mordred's Song
I've lost my battle before it starts My first breath wasn't done My spirit's sunken deep into the ground Why am I alone I can hear my heartbeat Silence's all around See hate will rise So don't come closer Fear your child Born with a king's heart But fate fooled me And changed my cards No one asked if I want it If I like it Pain inside is rising I am the fallen one A figure in an old game No Joker's on my side I plunged into misery I'll turn off the light And murder the dawn Turn off the light And murder the dawn Nothing else but laughter is around me Forevermore Noone can heal me Nothing can save me Noone can heal me I've gone beyond the truth It's just another lie Wash away the blood on my hands My father's blood In agony we're unified I never wanted to be What they told me to be Fulfill my fate then I'll be free God knows how long I tried to change fate I plunged into misery I'll turn off the light and murder the dawn Turn off the light and murder the dawn -------------------- We live to fight the hand of doom,
We got the pride to strike a fool, Vain glory be my wicked guide... |
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![]() I, Voyager ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Модератори Коментари: 7649 Регистриран: 24-September 06 Град: Карлсруе, София... където и да е Потребител N: 1587 ![]() |
Ваня Костова - Звезда
Веднъж ослепи ме и падна над мене гореща звезда, звезда искрометна и млада. Стопи се за миг в нощта без следа. Прекъсна дъха ми, когато отмина затичах се бързо с ръце да я стигна, но сякаш от мен избяга, дивна и свидна. Все питам чия съдба нейде отнесе. И оттогава тъгувам и викам "къде си, къде си, звезда". Безкрайно далечна и земна остави във мен следа, в мен следа. По тебе ще тръгна, света ще обгърна, ще бродя безсънна в нощта да те върна. Защо ли избяга, дивна и свидна? Къде си, чия съдба нейде отнесе? -------------------- |
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![]() *** ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 2603 Регистриран: 14-December 07 Град: Пловдив Потребител N: 2481 ![]() |
Една от любимите ми балади
Vanden Plas - I Don't Miss You I can't cry away all the tears I can't lie away all the fears I have inside all my sails are torn by the wind the scars that you incise will never go away I don't miss you I don't even love you I want you to die in my arms I'm a storm the air that you breath learn to fly away on the wings you wear inside you see me dying down in the fields the way over the bridge a fire guides the way and winds that let you soar will blow away my flame I don't miss you I don't even love you I want you to die in my arms I don't miss you I don't even love you I wish you would die in my arms I don't love you I don't hear you I won't cry for you I don't miss you и откъс от великата You Fly you hold me and you hurt me and you can catch the light that shines on me sometimes when I sleep I try to heal your wounds within my dreams |
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![]() Просветен ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 493 Регистриран: 2-March 06 Потребител N: 1192 ![]() |
Fates Warning - Monument
There's a blind desire there's a drive There's a need to leave some lasting feat Something to hold, something to keep A monument to complete There's a written page there's a book There's a search for something to say Something to share, something to speak A monument to convey Is it fiction, is it confession Is it passion or just a profession Is it performance, is it expression Is it passion or just an obsession There's a photograph there's a frame There's a time, a moment to confine Something to save, something to see A monument to enshrine Is it performance, is it expression Is it passion or just a profession Is it fiction, is it confession Is it passion or just an obsession There's an empty room there's a blank page There's a picture left incomplete Something is lost, something remains A monument to defeat Is it fiction, is it confession Is it passion or just a profession Is it performance, is it expression Is it passion or just an obsession |
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![]() Non Serviam ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 5600 Регистриран: 1-July 07 Град: Плевен / Велико Търново Потребител N: 2189 ![]() |
Side-tracked on your quest for redemption
All you got was a mouth full of cum “The son of god” you say, well big fucking deal I’ll slay the angels that took you to their grace Satan saves - Satan saves your soul I watch you praying for the weak and hopeless I ask you why? They’re fucking lost and useless You’re only wasting your time Blind leading the blind Name one who’ll truly save your soul Can’t fail to miss The foul stench of piss And my hand on your head Pushing you down And you’re desperately gasping for air Who am I? What’s my name? I am the beast you wish you could tame I am the plague that’s keeping you sick I am the heretic The son of god What a fucking scum Holy man? A fucking deadbeat in a cloak Now you bought it hook, line and sinker Another pawn in the global hoax Deep down within, we’re all born of sin Take heed as I enter your life Who am I? What’s my name? I am the beast you wish you could tame I am the plague that’s keeping you sick I am the heretic |
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![]() *** ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 2603 Регистриран: 14-December 07 Град: Пловдив Потребител N: 2481 ![]() |
Schiller - Distance
I'm caught in the midst of your caution you breathe and i exhale if thereґs one thing i would clarify one little thing i could justify is my love for you my love for you ... cause i can go the distance i can be your shore i will be your medicine just when you need more. if loving is your target then aim yourself at me cause i can go the distance if you believe, if you believe... |
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![]() Post Mortem ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 4321 Регистриран: 22-September 07 Град: In my own portrait of Sorrow Потребител N: 2345 ![]() |
The Birthday Massacre - Happy Birthday
I think my friend said, "I hear footsteps." I wore my black and white dress to the birthday massacre, birthday massacre, bithday. I wore my black and white dress. I think my friend said, "Stick it in the back of her head." I think my friend said, "Two of them are sisters." "I'm a murder tramp, birthday boy", I think I said. "I'm going to bas them in, bash them in", I think he said. Then we wished them all a happy birthday. We kissed them all goodnight. Now he chases me in my black and red dress. I think my friend said, "Don't forget the video." I think my friend said, "Dont forget to smile." "Youre a murder tamp, murder tramp", I think he siad. "Youre a murder boy, birthday boy", I think I said. -------------------- 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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