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Post by KT on Mar 11, 2004 12:37:13 GMT
Well, surely you have some favorite lyrics that really hit home with you? I'm going to post a few favourites of my own. =)
"With Strength I Burn" by Emperor
"Deep Green Dark Chaos Blinded I run down these paths By heart I know them They lead to the searing cliffs Stout they stand above the water's edge Lifeless
And this is my foundation Cold stone Formed only by winds and time How invulnerable Lifeless
Ahh... I have longed to be at one with this Yet, the waters call my name
For once I wish to see The entity behind the voice The face of this seduction The beauty of my pain
Am I blessed or am I cursed by thy presence... What is my crime... What is my deed... Is this life my redemption Shall I repent or proceed
I hate my flesh It's dimension poisoned my soul with doubt It made me question the essence of... The "I"
Slaves are those of this world Given freedom to lay chains upon The Master The wolf is no longer free Release the chains and come for me
[The Elder:] "Suddenly, his mournful cries were stunned. Out of the cold mist came three enthralling ships. Sails torn by many a storm, and the bows adorned by the most fierce gargoyles he'd ever laid eyes upon. Yet, the crew they bore... Three times twelve in numbers. They stood motionless, wrapped in grey, worn gowns. And from behind their shadowed faces the seductive chanting. Bidding him on board. Without besitation, he accepted. And away they sailed..."
Upon these seas Wherein I drowned so many times I scatter the ashes of dignity Still my flames are in hunger
With fire in my heart Shall I greet the shores ahead Though, I know not what will burn
Desire... Ahh... In the distance I hear the waves wash over solid ground And in this moment I am struck blind
Grant me sight so I can see That which lies ahead of me Cursed be my mortal eyes For dying in the realm of death
Hear my call...
I return to the soaring cliffs They truly shine of strength Even though, I nothing learned With strength I burn..."
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Post by KT on Mar 11, 2004 12:39:54 GMT
"Thorns on my Grave" by Emperor
"I hereby commit my body to the ground sterilised and wrapped in plastic foil being an object of this space and time this body should remain concealed
for it holds every disease ever exposed it holds all pain and death I could ever unleash
beneath deceiving, fragile skin breathes the ever growing hate within
since the first glimpse of my existence I have fed this greedy infection
an aimless search for potential persistence found no escape from the fatal injection of life
for it holds every disease ever exposed it holds all pain and death it could ever unleash
beneath deceiving, fragile skin breathes the ever growing hate within
I am the father
I am the son my refugee soul has escaped this body depraved of final wishes I ask none but one now that I am gone lay thorns on my grave"
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Post by KyWish on Mar 13, 2004 0:56:24 GMT
Children of Bodom-Towards Dead End
No flickering light at the end of the path Confront repressions of the past Fear... Prevail... Insanity... Obey! Draw back in silence to dwell in anxiety No matter where I am, I'm alone My dreams are shattered into thousand running tears The tears keep dripping down, down, deep, down from my veins
I'm walking towards dead end I'm walking all alone Two steps behind insanity There's no starlight guiding my way throught this downward death row Soon will be the time I have to go...
Little by little the end is drawing near Another night and so little blood to spare (Ya can hurt me... but ya can't possess me 'Y know...)
Kill me, hurt me, FUCK me, rape me, you won't have me!
Draw back in silence to dwell in anxiety, No matter where I am, I'm alone. I'm crying outloud the tears of blood I bleed, so FUCK the world, I'll go now, I don't care. (Who cares?)
I'm walking towards dead end, and I'm walking all alone Two steps ago I past insanity There's no starlight guiding my way out this downward death row So now is the time I have to go
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Post by -(aaK)- Deltz on Mar 13, 2004 22:39:12 GMT
"Inner Logic" by Bad Religon
Automatons with business suits clinging black boxes, sequestering the blueprints of daily life. Contented, free of care, they rejoice in morning ritual, as they file like drone ant colonies to their office in the sky.
I don't ask questions, don't promote demonstrations, don't look for new consensus, don't stray from constitution. If I pierce the complexity I won't find salvation, just the bald and over truth of the evil and deception.
There is an inner logic. And we're taught to stay far from it. It is simple and elegant, but it's cruel and antithetic. And there's no effort to reveal it.
Graduated mentors stroll in marbled brick porticos. In sagacious dialog they despise their average ways. Displaying pomp and discipline, they mold their institution, where they practice exclusion on the masses every day.
Decorated warriors drill harmless kids on pavement simulating tyranny under red alert. Protecting the opulent and staging moral standard they expect redemption of character and self-growth.
(no equality, no opportunity, no tolerance for the progressive alternative...)
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"News from the Front" by Bad Religion
Blood is a river, flowing darkly amidst the tangled roots of the tall shining city. Crazy flowing mantide migrations engorge the big ventricle of heartbroken America. So many heaven hoping, hopeful groping breathers all tap together quietly and desprately in unison. Hey, hey, hey, is anybody listening?
News from the front. News form the front. We're living in troubled times. So many fighting for their lives. Why do the troops despise the news from the front?
Ignorance is the root of fear. Fear is the kindling of anger. War is a bringer of shame, but never has the burden lain so heavily upon the victim Rage and desolation Pain and loneliness. Isn't all of it alarmingly familiar? Hey, hey, hey, silence is a killer.
News form the front. News from the front. Yeah these are troubled times. How many more will have to die Before the government can't deny the news form the front?
Break down the barriers, ally the carriers, what is your motivation? take a good look in the mirror.
News from the front. News from the front. So many fighting for their lives. How many more will have to die? Why does the government decry the news form the front?
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Post by KT on Mar 14, 2004 13:29:49 GMT
"Worlds Beyond The Veil" by Mithras
"That which lies beyond Open your eyes, awaken your senses This I show you, now you shall see And it will change, your world forever
See to beyond Past perception and physical senses
We shall fall into the worlds beyond the veil
Entranced by the turning vortex Its visions of splendour entice me But yet there are things Which I do not know or have ever seen A portal opens I fall far, far down Amongst the ones Who call for me.
Behold! This being gliding with form Yet no form Transfixed yet horrified by this angelic enigma Run! It senses us. It feels us It's coming Can it cross the worlds' divide? Will we escape it?
Wait, there is more than this Yes, there is terror beyond known terror But all we have done Must not be lost We shall step into the light"
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Post by KT on Mar 14, 2004 13:34:01 GMT
"Withstand the Fall of Time" by Immortal
"Darker and darker skylines of red grew my horizon on the egdes of my vision a giant grimfaced realm... Flaming suns crested the horizon shadows born a cloudless day believers of the rise and set of the moon darkened twilight into night...
Hardening claws of cold tell me we are closer to colder times through the days of bitterness still the tundra lay untouched In the final of that day and all centuries after in eternity and time the same still the tundra lay untouched
Blacker and blacker blinded by shades from centuries behind shadows of a dark that used to be under heavy winters reign... The blackening sky never end as we stand the fall of time yet winds of cold will always blow without tomorrow...
Hardening claws of cold tell me we are closer to colder times through the days of bitterness still the tundra lay untouched In the final of that day and all centuries after in eternity and time the same still the tundra lay untouched"
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Post by KyWish on Mar 14, 2004 14:06:11 GMT
Emperor-Ye Entrancemperium
Drawn towards these lands again Seeking death and sacred soil I ride the longing winds of my blackened soul Growing stronger once I enter my empire beyond
Emperium Behold my coming
The fullmoon rise above me Enlightening my realm in a silvery glow Yet the shadows crawl beneath my storming sky Guarding treasures from forbidden light
I still remember, though ages ago it seems The first time I entered the gates The revelation of ritual death By which I became divine Sacrifice of the life I had among the flesh of the light
And now I enter again Even stronger, yet amazed by what I see In ecstasy I mock the world
Suddenly I memorize Asking what I left behind Nothing
Can I ever comprehend? Will my longing ever end?
Never
Drawn towards these lands again Seeking death and sacred soil I ride the longing winds of my blackened soul Eternally
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Post by KT on Mar 14, 2004 15:20:27 GMT
"Posessed by the Serpents Vengance" by Aeternus
"we dwell in purity beneath a sea of abundance content with the nurture of our native land
we are awakened in torment stabbed by the oppressors blade
a silence slashed by tyranny's hostile face
provoke they must the righteous sons invading our dwelling and yield we shall not
restrain us and we shall strike at the throats of our oppressors possessed by the serpents vengance hold us down and you shall know the fury that dwells within
your wrath coiled around the earth your venom courses it veins strike at their fear destroy their kingdoms with your poisonous rage
revenge
pulsing through seas of a blind age appear in their dreams as a hellish crusade suppression, condemnation to spit away
probing with your morality bore us not with your profanity for those who rose shall strike with the serpents vengance"
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Post by -(aaK)- Neil Faz on Mar 14, 2004 17:11:58 GMT
Hurt - Jonny Cash
"I hurt myself today To see if i still feel I focus on the pain The only thing thats real The needle tears a hole The old familiar stane Tried to kill it all the way But i remember everything
What have i become My sweetest friend Everyone i know goes away In the end
And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns upon my lifes chair Full of broken thoughts I can not repair
Beneath the stains of time The feeling disappears You are someone else I am still right here
What have I become My sweetest friend Everyone i know goes away In the end
And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt If i could start again A million miles away I would keep myself I would find a way
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Post by KT on Mar 17, 2004 0:11:28 GMT
"Erblicket die Töchter des Firmaments" by Burzum
"Ich frage mich, wie wird der Winter sein wenn ich den Frühling niemals sehen werde Ich frage mich, wie wird die Nach sein wenn ich den Tag niemals sehen werde Ich frage mich, wie wird das Leben sein wenn ich das Licht niemals sehen werde Ich frage mich, wie wird das Leben sein wenn der Schmerz endlos währt
In jeder Nacht ist das Schwarz anders in jeder Nacht wünsche ich mir die Zeit zurück, in der ich durch die alten Wälder ritt
In jedem Winter ist die Kälte anders in jedem Winter fühle icj mich so alt so alt wie die Nacht so alt wie die furchtbare Kälte
Ich frage mich, wie wird das Leben sein wenn ich den Tod niemals sehen werde Ich frage mich, wieso muss das Leben ein Leiben sein, das ewig währt Ich frage mich, wie wird das Leben sein wenn ich den Tod niemals sehen werde Ich frage mich, wieso muss das Leben ein Leiben sein, das ewig währt"
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Post by -(aaK)- Nav on Mar 28, 2004 22:36:16 GMT
Rob Dougans drinking song, class. ;D
I want to weave a musical spell That leaves you unwell and thinking of me everyday I want to play you a tune that leaves you marooned and troubled Each time I'm away Is there a melody - that could lead you to me - like a lullabied child lead to sleep? So for one moment in time, you'd find that you're mine And softly I'd kiss you and weep
I want to write a simple song that's so frequently sung That you call me to have the thing banned Who's sound so endears that whole nations cheer and sigh When you take my hand Is there a melody - that could lead you to me - like a lullabied child lead to sleep? So for one moment in time you'd find that you're mine And softly I'd kiss you and weep
God I'm a gambler that just wants to lose and be allowed to leave I'm a traveler - with one last mile my journey is complete I'm like a swallow that wants one long last look, before flying east Last on my list - and then I quit - to kiss your lips and weep
I want to play a silver note that fills you with hope And tames you to feed from my hand A turquoise chord that invites you to soar And fly... to a faraway land A symphony that gently leads you to sit and be still with me And grief doesn't frighten me As its worst it delights me 'Cause I want to kiss you and weep
For I'm a gambler that just wants to lose and be allowed to leave I'm a traveler - with one last mile my journey is complete I'm like a swallow that wants one long last look before flying east Last on my list - and then I quit - to kiss your lips and weep Is there a melody - that could lead you to me - like a lullubied child to sleep? So for one moment in time you'd find that you're mine And softly I'd kiss you and weep
So for one moment in time you'd find that you're mine And softly I'd kiss you and weep
Or Furious Angels
Quote: Like a sentence of death, I got no options left, I've got nothing to show now.
I'm down on the ground, I've got seconds to live, and you can't go now.
'Cause love, like invisible bullet shot me down and I'm bleeding, yeah I'm bleeding and if you go, furious angels will bring you back to me. They will bring back to me.
You're a dirty needle, you're in my blood and there's no cure in me. I wanna run, like the blood from a wound to a place you can't see me. 'Cause love, like a blow to the head has left me stunned and I'm reeling, yeah I'm reeling and if you go, furious angels will bring you back to me.
You're a cold piece of steel between my ribs and there's no saving me. And I can't get up, from this wet crimson bed that you made for me. That you made for me! 'Cause love like a knife in the back has cut me down and I'm bleeding, yeah I'm bleeding, and if you go, angels will run to defend me, to defend me.
'Cause I can't get up, I'm as cold as a stone, I can feel the life fade from me. I'm down on the ground, I've got second to live, and what's that waits for me, oh that waits for me! 'Cause love like a sentence of death, left me stunned, and I'm reeling, yeah I'm reeling, and if you go, furious angels will bring you back to me.
Ive just realised, my taste is quite unique
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Post by -(aaK)- Deltz on Apr 12, 2004 13:58:11 GMT
The State of the End of the Millennium Address by Bad Religion
Neighbours, nobody loves you like we do. Neighbours, your government has triumphed in finally making you a public fit for the 21st century. Never before has a governing body shown so much concern for the economic well-being of its subjects. Today we have insulated you from countless factions who threaten your financial viability; such as the poor; the idealistic foreigners still clinging to their childish notions of social welfare; why, you're even kept uninformed of useless propagandist journalism that reports alleged violations of human rights (we all know they wouldn't have been punished if they hadn't been doing something WRONG!!). And who better to dispense such blatantly evident factoids but a self-appointed authority like myself?
Acid Rain is a thing of the past... too many possible causes, too little significance for our modern thinking public, besides industrial manufacturing is at an all-time low anyway, who needs those narrow-minded labourers, too many mouths to feed, haha, and too much burden on the payroll! Who needs 'em here in the land of the free time? Some other ass-backward country will give us what we need by exploiting its uneducated children anyway.
The Internet has expanded our ability to pacify average Americans better than ever by offering fantastical adventures to every corner of the imagination. Your home office is the window to your world, and the heart of your social life. Such reclusive behaviour helps clear the roads and public works from overburden like the lower middle class and others who depend shamelessly on their government. Today you are freer than ever to do what you want, provided you can pay for it!
Remember, the first word in USA is US! We have arrived neighbours we are the privileged elite.
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Post by KT on Apr 29, 2004 6:00:40 GMT
"I am Vengance" by Naglfar
"Humanity what have you ever done for me? Denounced and cursed since my birth for I am not like thee A proud descendant of the ancient seed Driven forth by the screams of my enemies I am the plague that shall grace you with an early grave Exterminate - bring you all into damnation In an orgasmic rush of pain I mark my coming in crimson sprays
Fools! I shall rid myself from the thorns pierced in my side The weak laments of your wounded shall be my crown Anointed in their tears... sweet as wine are they
A waste of flesh is the only thing you are to me The time has come to destroy your simple entitles A filthy pack of liars and thieves Crawling in the stench of your own self-deceit I am the predator and you are all mine to claim Hunt you down unto the point of extinction A genocidal warmachine Wreaking chaos upon those who dare to challenge me
I am vengeance incarnate, your futile world I shall desecrate I bear the mark of all demons like an aura that drips of venom I am the bringer of the final war Your god lies dead in his own SHIT and gore Rest assure that all of you will die You insolent fools shall breath no more
Hatred burns within my veins towards your wretched kind I spread my creed of suffering in this bloodbath so divine
I shall cleanse the earth from the worms of the human breed Revel in the blood of my sworn enemies Grind their bones into the dust... bloodlust!
Humanity what have you ever done for me? Denounced and cursed since my birth for I am not like thee A proud descendant of the ancient seed Driven forth by the screams of my enemies I am the plague that shall grace you with an early grave Exterminate - brought you all into damnation A genocidal warmachine Grinding down all of you who dared to challenge me
Hatred burns within my veins towards your wretched kind I spread my creed of suffering in this bloodbath so divine No mercy is shown for the weak in this blood-drenched fatal spell Tear the flesh off from their limbs and send their souls to hell"
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Post by KT on May 8, 2004 18:40:46 GMT
"Life is a misery, don't know how it's come to be Death, the epitome of all of our days In the past we had no choice to hear or to be the voice Close your eyes and visualise the demon to arise
You know that sanity is not as it was meant to be And now that misery has taken a new stand In the land of a thousand souls we will carry on through the rain In the sun we will move along with the memories of the slain When I see this humanity and the evil that they have come to be We've come to the point of no return and you beg for just...
One more time to escape from all this madness One more time to be set free from all this sadness And one last time to be the one who understand My soul and my spirit will go on, for all of eternity
Foreign the currency, your payment in blood to be Death is the desitny for all of our ways In the dark you hide away for who or what you can't say When I see the power of the demon come alive
You know that sanity is not as it was meant to be And now that misery has taken a new stand On the wings of eagles flying staring on to the sun Reaching for the gold horizon when the war shall be won Can you see the debautury and the blade of death that has come for thee In winds of torment forever more you will cry for just...
One more time to escape from all this madness..."
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Post by -(aaK)- Jamie on May 22, 2004 22:13:18 GMT
'blood is falling like the rain' - paschendale - iron maiden
i dont know, ive always liked this sentence, gives me the chills when ol brucey sings it
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