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![]() Непросветен ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 30 Регистриран: 7-June 06 Град: Plovdiv Потребител N: 1390 ![]() |
DEFTONES - 7 WORDS
I'll never be the same, breaking decency Don't be tree trunk, don't fall on my living roots I've been humming too many words, got a weak self esteem That's been stomped away from every single dream But it's something else that brought us feaze Keep it all inside until we feel we can't unleash I think that you made it up, I think that your mind is gone I think you shouldn't have glorified, now your wrong Suck [11x] They f**k with my head Suck [10x] b*tch You and me are here alone face flat along the edge of the glass But I'm not here to preach, I'm just sick of thugs My parents made me strong to look up that glass So why should I try, act like I'm a little pissed off With all that sh*t that needs to stay back in the shell Because your punk *ss made it up, your f***ing mind was gone Shoud've never glorified, now your right Suck [12x] They f*ck with my head Suck [10x] You don't know me, shut up you don't know me Squeal like a pig when you big f**kin, big f**kin, ahh!! Well I'll tell you about my smoke stack What's coming back jack, We'll turnback Curse for in their words in their words Tell them that you f**king heard I mean, they know that's what's coming nigga and you're a quitter I thinking 'bout something naughty and won't tell anybody So thinking of me by now but you go grab it I'd like to think, for who I down this sh*t I belong where they be, 'cause we can not get back those lives We exist to cease, understand That god hates blacks shades and all the players Mr. P.I.G cause I f**kin see Sure already done crushed all of my brothers dignity And to the jury can't be no turn is all,my skin looks colored Does that mean I'm burnt Cause your punk *ss made it up, your f**kin mind was gone Should've never glorified, WRONG!! Suck! [12x] They f*ck with my head Suck! [10x] You bad, BOY! |
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#742
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Албума на EToS е наистина страхотен! Също както новият на Strapping Young Lad...
Strapping Young Lad - The Antiproduct I am the Antiproduct Rotten to the core Sell me the Antiproduct Rock me to the core Sell me, tell me I'm the only one I am the Antiproduct Rock me to the bone I am the Antiproduct Quantum-mechanically pure So you will show me, be automatic We must be perfectly sure Sell me, tell me I'm the chosen one I am the Antiproduct Rock me to the bone For sale! I am the Antiproduct Rotten to the core Sell me the Antiproduct Rock me to the bone I am the Antiproduct I am the Antiproduct We are the Antiproduct We are the Anti-- Anti-god-damn! |
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#743
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![]() Я свободен ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Приятели Коментари: 4327 Регистриран: 16-March 04 Потребител N: 429 ![]() |
Nevermore - The Final Product
The media loves the latest tragic suicide They exploit it, then package it and profit from the people who die Look at the world, look at the hell, look at the hate that we've made Look at the final product, a world in slow decay I'm told that all your seeds are black I've learned the question is unanswered and opaque We're witnessing a famine of the innocent Did they die for religion or the government? Because if your god won't do, their god will starve you Look at the world, look at the hell, look at the hate that we've made Look at the final product, a world in slow decay I'm told that all your seeds are black I've learned the question is unanswered and opaque There are those that believe the world is ending again That impending armageddon is inevitable and waiting I've told that all your seas are black I've learned the question is unanswered and opaque We live in a time of revolution We swim the silent seas of sanity gone -------------------- Broken hearts are for assholes! |
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#744
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#745
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Демон ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 2408 Регистриран: 5-November 05 Потребител N: 1009 ![]() |
Мооnspell-deKadance
Tomorrow will (you) I wake up? and instead of eyes we will be born with blindfolds Tomorrow will you (I) wake up? and from my mouth will flee a song Tomorrow I will wake up with this strange need of not to belong Tomorrow I will wake up just to copy whatever is wrong Tomorrow I will wake up in a cage of perfect gold Tomorrow, will I wake up? hope in tongue, golden song Tomorrow, I will wake up with an innate appetite (to be one of yours) to be just one of yours Tomorrow I will wake up and try everything not to be alone Tomorrow will I wake up? and try everything to be alone Incise, open wide from the inside cast out, see what is still left of (life) live Secure for me the status of a prime suspect Tying the hands of a blindman Teaching the colours to a blindman and ask him to react, and ask him to react Tomorrow I will finally feel a natural (natural) will of being artificial (Tomorrow i will feel) into Decadance with elegance. |
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#746
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![]() Непросветен ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 23 Регистриран: 6-December 05 Потребител N: 1067 ![]() |
The Mission UK - Grapes Of Wrath
The sweat upon his brow and the dirt worked into his hands The dignity of labour upon a man's own land The soil of his fathers passes on down through blood to hand A man's right of birth to reap the harvest from his land The breaking of his back to keep his dream alive To work the change of season his instinct to survive The planting of his seed and to see his harvest grow Gives a pride to a man to reap the harvest that he sows The land of the free, home of the brave The heartland of pioneers, the heritage of flesh and blood And along come the winds that blow through the land With a price to pay for the working man Money talks and changes hands And money reaps the harvest money demands The grapes of wrath They can take away his freedom they can beat him into the dust They can burn his home, run him from his land, and leave him out to gather rust But they can't take away his faith and his honesty and pride And the knowledge that he holds inside One day they'll reap the harvest The grapes of wrath There's hope in a man that nothing can destroy A man will endure anything for the dream that he holds dear And there's pride in a man who knows the truth His faith in the earth he toils for His honesty for the air he breathes The truth of the harvest they will reap The grapes of wrath Великолепен текст по едноименната книга на Стайнбек |
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#747
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![]() Я свободен ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Приятели Коментари: 4327 Регистриран: 16-March 04 Потребител N: 429 ![]() |
Мооnspell-deKadance Tomorrow will (you) I wake up?...... Велика песен ![]() ![]() -------------------- Broken hearts are for assholes! |
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#748
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За пореден път се убедих, колко възхитителни са текстовете към "One Hour By The Concrete Lake" на Pain Of Salvation...
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#749
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Демон ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 2408 Регистриран: 5-November 05 Потребител N: 1009 ![]() |
Crematory-The Beginning Of The End
Emotions - reflecting the dreams of reality Deep wounds - deep scars - tribute to days gone past The heart within, damned to beat The eyes, windows for the souls Fate of the flesh - vulnerable and weak Deaths' consent the end of the beginning Dreams reflecting the emotions of lies - the beginning of the end Bloodless thoughts of lifeless memories - the beginning of the end Shadowy silhouettes of fear - the beginning of the end Twine the feelings of newborn time - the beginning of the end Bizarre lights weaving through Grimassing screams, shattering the peace of death Fates - destinys The modern queen feasting upon the dreams of paradise Dreams reflecting the emotions of lies - the beginning of the end Bloodless thoughts of lifeless memories - the beginning of the end Shadowy silhouettes of fear - the beginning of the end Twine the feelings of newborn time - the beginning of the end The snake as expression of power Poison spread to hate The beginning of the end Lies, reflecting the emotions of reality in dreams Dreams reflecting the emotions of lies - the beginning of the end Bloodless thoughts of lifeless memories - the beginning of the end Shadowy silhouettes of fear - the beginning of the end Twine the feelings of newborn time - the beginning of the end В целия "Illusions" няма слаба песен ![]() |
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#750
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![]() warrior princess ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 3813 Регистриран: 1-May 06 Град: София Потребител N: 1323 ![]() |
Dimmu Borgir - Kings of The Carnival Creation
Incarnated marvels simplified Effects from such a disconsolate kind Impotence of the once so perfect living Erase and rewind Stand rigid for the next battle Peace means reloading your guns The love for life is all hatred in disguise A carnival creation with masks undone In search for the guidelines to the gateways of sin Through mires of misanthropy with wrath in mind Sophistication as cruelty and perfection as virulent truth Confidently dawned, to pick the best of enemies An abyss womb stretched wide open, exposed to retaliate With the stigma feasting upon your flesh I wish you well Thorns from the fountains of fate licking lepered skin Worshipped by anyone's mass on our planet hell What on earth possessed you Consuming illusions made from hysteria and swallowed tongues Devoured by doubt, conducting arts of misconception Testimonial sufficiency declaring numbness of all perceptions Glance into the blackness hidden beneath your surface And enjoy the suffering, sanity drained in disrespect With such bedevilled faith in good, subsequently trusting evil Next step for mankind will be the last seasons in sin Left are the kings of the carnival creation Carrying out the echoes of the fallen Sense the withering eternity as it fades away The ultimate graceless voyage of all times Only death will be guarding your angels, silently Cripples joining arms in clamour Institutionalized for the rebirth, the herd will be hunted -------------------- 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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#751
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Modify my water pistol, fill it with piss. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 1652 Регистриран: 12-March 05 Град: чувствам как почти пропадам в дълбоката рана. Потребител N: 765 ![]() |
Cumchrist - Jesus Was An Angry Drunk
Not many people know Christ was an angry drunk He liked to beat up chicks He liked to puke and fuck Kicked out of every bar Out on his holy ass He borrowed twenty bucks He never paid me back |
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#752
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![]() Balance Guardian ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Админ Коментари: 28396 Регистриран: 12-January 03 Град: София Потребител N: 3 ![]() |
Dissection - God Of Forbidden Light
Hail Lucifer! Dark bringer of light Hail Lucifer! Giver of eternal sight Wisdom bringer, we call upon thy name Bestow upon us thy infernal blessings Of the inner divine flame Open our eyes, mighty father So that we may see Guide our steps on the burning path Of liberation and ecstasy Titanic Prometheus - God of forbidden light Your black flame we bear inside as a legacy of your might Illumination's father - God of shadowless light Black son of dark mysteries, restore the dragon's sight Mighty god of darkness All salutations to thee Your gift of knowledge and rebellion Will set our spirits free Lylusay Tateros Volt Sids Lucifer! Open our eyes, mighty father So that we may see Guide our steps on the burning path Of liberation and ecstasy Mighty god of darkness All salutations to thee Raise the hidden flames within us Into chaos set us free -------------------- 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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Corpsefucking Art - Winnie The Poo
Just remove the "h" and you get the smelliest teddybear that children ever had. Your kid's cot will no longer be the same. How many mums will strive to have that "h" back to its place? The CD is almost over, and as you saw on the black cover the toothbrush beats the soap. But don't be afraid. Mr. Daisy will be back with more stories to tell. Promise there will be more corpses next time, and Winnie the Poo will get its "h" back. If you can't speak italian you won't get a world if the last song. So go back to the lyrics for song 8 and read the last two lines again. You can do that fir the ither lyrics as well. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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![]() ghost of the sun ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 3537 Регистриран: 5-September 05 Потребител N: 924 ![]() |
Asia - Who Will Stop The Rain?
This problem is insoluble The answers seem impossible The logic ceases to exist Emotion is the beat we miss I stand on a world Where dreams, realities, existence are the same We take from the mothers skin But the world is not to blame Who tells the wind which way to blow? I wonder who will stop the rain The rocks that hold the secrets, they dont know So who can stop the rain? Weve lost the path for all we know Now tell me when will it start again? And as the old man lifts his hands Please can you stop the rain? Stars fall far away Like they never did before A new moon shining Like it never will again Desert white cloud Spirits they sing Rain falls from the big sky Onto broken wing There is no sense in turning back To wash the debris from the track World without fears without rhyme We fought for peace within our time -------------------- Не насилвайте нещата, просто вземете по-голям чук.
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![]() Balance Guardian ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Админ Коментари: 28396 Регистриран: 12-January 03 Град: София Потребител N: 3 ![]() |
Dark Tranquillity - Lost To Apathy
The unsaid tone of weak despair Fail to resonate Frayed end of our binding threads Will disintegrate By the laws our physique state Failure to communicate None too sentient Hear no, see no works its magic Against all function Ongoing choices the trials will end Filter the nonsense and laugh at what's left Indecision/non-vision what matters taken away Look at the shell that is you Empty, fragile, weak Soon the battle is over Lost to apathy So overcome with pointless tears To test pain receptors Nothing matters ever here Put up a non-reaction These eyes will never see Covered up from reality Look at the shell that is you Empty, fragile, weak Soon the battle is over Lost to apathy The unknown world that you deny No priority Cannot fail if you never start How predictable I want to know where did it end For madness to start Always the sceptic and never be part Introvertive/non-descriptive It matters not, not Look at the shell that is you Empty, fragile, weak Look at the shell that is you Empty, fragile, weak Soon the battle is over Lost to apathy The shell that is you Empty, fragile, weak The battle is over Lost to apathy -------------------- 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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![]() ![]() Колосален текст! -------------------- Broken hearts are for assholes! |
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James LaBrie - Smashed
I lay awake I'm feeling weak Not sure I can go on Please take me far There's nothing I can give All I had is gone Buildings fell Stealing people's dreams A way of life Guess we don't fit Fit their plans Familiar streets Familiar sites Places where friends meet It's been a while So much has changed since then The future seems so bleak Nothing stands All's been lost They silence our despair Keep your cool World is watching you Act as though you care Buildings fell Stealing people's dreams A way of life Guess we don't fit Fit their plan Watched so many of my Loved ones fall today It's like I'm standing here With all of my past erased The man I have become Is not walking away It is the memories That makes the man you see Buildings fell Stealing people's dreams A way of life Guess we don't fit Fit the plan Our buildings burn Can't comprehend The loss surrounding me And does it end When no one's left to bleed |
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![]() In search for my Eloise... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Приятели Коментари: 3314 Регистриран: 16-October 05 Град: Планета тип 13 Потребител N: 977 ![]() |
Душата ми не знае край, нощ и ден горя;
Сърцето ми лежи без страст и чака залеза. Отново мрак и пия пак, не питай от кой са моите рани; И стар и сам кога не знам моето време ще настане. Респект Всеки миг е мой сега не зная страх и свян; А просто трябва да крещя, просто да крещя. Отново мрак и пия пак, не питай от кой са моите рани; И стар и сам кога не знам моето време ще настане. Респект -------------------- |
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Демон ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 2408 Регистриран: 5-November 05 Потребител N: 1009 ![]() |
Forest Of Shadows-Eternal Autumn
So sudden it seemed this tragic vision, painted before my eyes Amidst falling leaves ,I had found my beloved bloodstained and pale Falling into the forever so silent Aware of my presence ,she turned towards me- her agonizing stare One last breath and she whispered Everything dies before my tearfilled eyes Dead and silent, a golden leaf of autumn Falling before my tearfilled eyes This withering beauty This eternal autumn So silent |
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#760
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![]() Da schlägt es links ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Приятели Коментари: 3756 Регистриран: 17-January 03 Град: София Потребител N: 8 ![]() |
Blur - Song 2
I got my head checked By a jumbo jet It wasnt easy But nothing IS No When I feel heavy metal And Im pins and Im needles Well I lie and Im easy All of the time but Im never sure when I need you Pleased to meet you I got my head done When I was young Its not my problem Its not my problem When I feel heavy metal And Im pins and Im needles Well I lie and Im easy All of the time but Im never sure when I need you Pleased to meet you Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Oh, yeah ![]() -------------------- meh.
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Ренегат - Старият Куфар
Всичко от стария живот ти забрави Всичко от своето минало ти там остави Но не забравяй куфара със старите мечти – ще ти потрябва Никой не е успял просто ей така да хвърли на вятъра своята мечта Тя се връща където и да се е скрил човек Тя се връща Не се обръщай сега назад Не поглеждай към минал ден Не съжалявай – дори за миг но не забравяй куфара със старите мечти –ще ти потрябва В труден миг, в труден ден ще попаднеш ти Или в щастлив час, най-щастливия за цял живот И тогава, само тогава ти назад се обърни към стария куфар Не се обръщай сега назад Не поглеждай към минал ден Не съжалявай – дори за миг Но не забравяй куфара със старите мечти –ще ти потрябва |
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![]() Balance Guardian ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Админ Коментари: 28396 Регистриран: 12-January 03 Град: София Потребител N: 3 ![]() |
Nightwish - Beauty And The Beast
Remember the first dance we shared? Recall the night you melted my uglyness away? The night you left with a kiss so kind Only a scent of beauty left behind Ah, dear friend I remember the night The moon and the dreams we shared Your trembling paw in my hand Dreaming of that northern land Touching me with a kiss of a beast I know my dreams are made of you Of you and only for you Your ocean pulls me under Your voice tears me asunder Love me before the last petal falls As a world without a glance Of the ocean's fair expanse Such the world would be If no love did flow in thee But as my heart is occupied Your love to me now has to die Forgive me, I need more than you can offer me Didn't you read the tale Where happily ever after was to kiss a frog? Don't you know this tale In which all I ever wanted I'll never have For who could ever learn to love a beast? However cold the wind and rain I'll be there to ease up your pain However cruel the mirrors of sin Remember, beauty is found within ...Forever shall the wolf in me desire the sheep in you... -------------------- 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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Carcass - Heartwork
Works of art, painted black Magniloquent, bleeding dark Monotonous palate, murky spectrum, grimly unlimited Food for thought, so prolific In contrasting shades, forcely fed Abstraction, so choking, so provocative A canvas to paint, to degenerate Dark reflections - degeneration A canvas to paint, to denigrate Dark reflections, of dark foul light Profound, aesthetic beauty Or shaded, sensary corruption Perceptions, shattered, splintered, mirroring In deft taints, diluted, tinted Spelt out, in impaired colour Denigrating, going to paints to pain - not a pretty picture Works of heart bleeding dark Black, magniloquent art Monotonous palate, murky spectrum, grimly unlimited Prolific food for thought Contrasting, fed with force Abstraction, so choking, so provocative Bleeding works of art Seething work so dark Seering words from the heart |
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Modify my water pistol, fill it with piss. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 1652 Регистриран: 12-March 05 Град: чувствам как почти пропадам в дълбоката рана. Потребител N: 765 ![]() |
^ Nice, indeed.
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Демон ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 2408 Регистриран: 5-November 05 Потребител N: 1009 ![]() |
^^^Forever shall the wolf in me desire the sheep in you...
![]() *Sentenced-No More Beating As One* (music: Laihiala & SENTENCED, lyrics: Laihiala) She was no longer precious to me… I guess my hate grew much stronger than my love for her ever did (I was) so tired of chasing that person who made me feel loved and as we were embracing I cut and spilt the dearest blood I'm praying for her soul as this blood on my hands stains me whole… You were my life, from you I fed of And now parted by knife - the suicide of our love So callous and frigid was that stillborn soul… yet no other half could ever make me whole You promised: "…'til death do us part", and then you made a stone of my heart And with the last rays of the setting sun the loveless pulse fades away No more beating as one, no longer burns the flame Gone are the times when I felt alive Gone are those nights with you by my side And now here I stand as the shadows grow deep… With the death on my hand at your grave I weep We were one yet not the same… Once passion abundant, now pain And with the last rays of the setting sun the loveless pulse fades away No more beating as one, no longer burns the flame …Love laved with stillness like the grave in my heart and all the reasons huddled in your seeping blood… And with the last rays of the setting sun the loveless pulse fades away No more beating as one, no longer burns the flame And with the last rays of the setting sun she bled her love away No more beating as one, no longer burns the flame |
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KoRn-Did My Time
Realized I can never win Sometimes feel like i feel 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 change This thing that's burning in me I am the one that chose my path I am the one who couldn't last I feel the light pull from me I feel the anger changing me Sometimes I can never tell If i've got something after me That's way I just beg and plead For this just to leave me Tell me, why am I to blame? Aren' t we supposed to be the same? That's why I will never change This thing that's burning in me I am the one that chose my path I am the one who couldn't last I feel the light pull from me I feel the anger changing me Betrayed, I feel so Insane, I really tried I did my time I am the one that chose my path I am the one who couldn't last I feel the light pull from me I feel the anger changing me Oh god the angers changing me ![]() ![]() -------------------- |
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Nickelback- Someday
How the hell'd we wind up like this And why weren't we able To see the signs that we missed And try to turn the tables I wish you'd unclench your fists And unpack your suitcase Lately there's been too much of this But don't think it's too late Nothing's wrong Just as long as you know that someday I will Someday, somehow I'm gonna make it alright But not right now I know you're wondering when You're the only one who knows that Someday somehow I'm gonna make it alright But not right now I know you're wondering when Well I'd hope that since we're here anyway That we could end up saying Things we've always needed to say So we could end up staying Now the story's played out like this Just like a paperback novel Let's rewrite an ending that fits Instead of a Hollywood horror Nothing's wrong Just as long as you know that someday I will Someday, somehow I'm gonna make it alright But not right now I know you're wondering when You're the only one who knows that Someday somehow I'm gonna make it alright But not right now I know you're wondering when You're the only one who knows that I know you're wondering when You're the only one who knows that I know you're wondering when -------------------- I don't need your forgiveness
I don't need your hate I don't need your acceptance So what should I do? |
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Stahlgewitter
ЧЕРНА ДИВИЗИЯ Турски град върху германска земя милиони чужденци, които вилнеят. Как да обясня на децата си, че ние германците сме тъй глупави и сами се разрушаваме? Мулти-културен терор, престъпност, един умиращ град, твърде късно е. Не смятате ли и вие, че стига вече, нека да изравним Кройцберг със земята! ПР. Една дивизия към Кройцберг, една дивизия в черно, никаква милост повече за Кройцберг, една дивизия и това беше! Германия заплаща със своето падение, не мога да повярвам толкова ли сме болни наистина? На раковата язва дадохме достъп и усойниците храним на своята гръд. Ние сме свидетели на най-ужасното време, най-великата мизерия на Германия. Отново се нуждаем от тях, това не е шега, момчетата в черно с двойната светкавица.! НИЕ СМЕ ПРАВИ Сера върху вас и върху това, което разказвате, защото отдавна съм избрал моя път! Нетолерантни сме, да с удоволствие си приз¬наваме, защото ние сме прави и поддържаме това! ПР. Аз мисля като един национал-социалист, защото знам точно кое е най-добро за моята страна! Ще спра едва когато лежа мър¬тъв на земята, защото преди това искам да видя нашата победа! Когато виждам цялата мулти-културна лайнарщина аз знам защо го правя и за какво се боря. И да сте завъртели главата на целия народ, промиването на мозъци идва твърде късно за нас! Още можете до се смеете и подигравате, но почакай, какво ще се случи на теб комунистическа свиньо! Питам се само колко години още ща се смеете и ще го правите ли когато германският устрем се събуди? ЛЮБЕК 96 (парчето е на групата "Goldhapens willige Speichellecten" и е включено в компилацията "Die Deutchen Kommen 1". Посветено е на Зафван Маинаид и Азис Демир -подпалвачи и трикратни убийци от Крефелд) Вик на възмущение проехтя през страната ни, защото в Любек един хубав дом за бежанци беше изгорен. За пореден път без да попитат за истината отново обвиниха внуците на Хитлер. Пресата и медиите бяха извън себе си. Ето го истинското лице на Германия грозното лице! За тези подстрекатели на народа това дойде твърде добре и лъжите можеха да бъдат прочетени във всеки вестник. ПР. В Любек имаше пожар в дома за бежанци, би трябвало тук убийците да са зли нео-нацисти. Десет мъртви и един извършител, който не беше от Германия,защото те често си се палят с удоволствие самички! Още никой не знаеше, кой е извършителят, когато хиляди глупаци излязоха на улицата, демонстрираха срещу фашизма, но него го имаше някога в Италия и със сигурност не тук! Един кмет се разплака като малко дете, защо всички извършители са само расисти, а и от Бон същото се чува, че всички тия нацистки дяволи са за затвора. ммммммммммммммм ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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Swallow The Sun-Gloom, Beauty, and Despair
The velvet fog came after the sun wept her last rays Shedding her tears for the night, the night she'll never see The all-seeing eye, the dead light of luna watched as the gloom gently closed the flowers But the ones I laid upon her stayed open to mourn my loss The night air never hurt so deep As it whispered praises of despair To keep in this lonely heart These fingers cut the wet flesh Bleeding red rivers through my face On my weak kness I wept, but death stayed there Until I lost her to gloom, beauty and despair Please open your eyes Please don't fade away I won't let you leave me I'll follow you through it all Wherever it will lead me I will follow Deeper into the pain Further away, for her I step down to where tears remain Over the frozen rivers Through the land of the dead Forever lost and bound in woe Of my ropes of sorrow I wouldn't let go They hanged me to this place I fell Alone and blind I travel in my hell Forever and forever and forever alone |
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PT Grimm & The Dead Puppies - This Isn't Home
I have a problem that I can't overcome, everything is pointless and I hate everyone. I don't understand them or the faces they make, I don't understand the way they take and take and take. Everything I love is something they despise. All the things that I know they will never realize. I don't understand them or the things that they say. I cannot accept the gray. And I will moan, I want a throne, this isn't home. And if I stay, I will decay, I'll go away. I have a problem that you cannot perceive. Everything is stupid and I refuse to believe. They think that their cars are just as natural as meat. Everything that they love is something I must delete. Everything I love is something they despise. All the things that I know they will never realize. I don't understand them or the things that they say. I cannot accept the gray. And I will moan, I want a throne, this isn't home. And if I stay, I will decay, I'll go away. I'm going home. I have a problem that I can't overcome, everything is pointless and I hate everyone. I don't understand them or the faces they make, I don't understand the way they take and take and take. Everything I love is something they despise. All the things that I know they will never realize. I don't understand them or the things that they say. I cannot accept the gray. And I will moan, I want a throne, this isn't home. And if I stay, I will decay, I'll go away. |
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