Тексты любимых песен

[Vangdeputenava 50]

Мельница - Сказка о Дьяволе.

Жил однажды на свете Дьявол.

По морям-океанам плавал.

А тебя никогда не видел,

Обо мне никогда не слышал.

Он украл с неба ясный месяц

И спустил ладьею на волны;

Он приходит с ночным приливом,

У него весло из оливы.

Ты меня ждала на причале,

Не смыкала очей ночами,

Он увидел тебя, голубка,

И забыл о вечности Дьявол.

Принял Дьявол мое обличье,

Не найдешь найдешь и пяти отличий,

Он упал пред тобой на колени,

Целовал холодные руки.

Я покинул тебя, голубка,

Обещавши вернуться скоро.

Перепутал я небо с водою,

Я уплыл за своей бедою.

Не найдешь тех широт на картах,

Где пропал я с верной командой.

Где мне взять имя ветра, который

Возвращает странников к дому?

Я поставил бы светлый парус,

Я б примчался домой с рассветом,

Отвязал бы луну от причала,

Чтобы тоже домой возвращалась!

Только стоит ли, право, вернуться,

Только стоит ли мне воскреснуть,

Если вместо меня живет Дьявол,

Мои песни поет тебе Дьявол?

Отныне в этой теме действует запрет на мультипостинг, то есть посты от одного юзера, идущие подряд. Я понимаю, что у вас всех много текстов хороших песен, которыми вы хотели бы поделиться, но все же давайте не будем заполнять тему собой.

Изменено 5 сентября, 2011 пользователем Nasgul

[GriZZly 383]

Оргазм Нострадамуса - Регламент Хронического Счастья

Подрался с грудным младенцем,

Забрался в его коляску.

С чистым и искренним сердцем,

Смеялся в ней и кувыркался.

Таился в асфальтовых щелях,

Откладывая в них личинки.

Качался на космокачелях,

Считал на висках сединки.

Припев:

Такой у меня регламент

Хронического счастья

Запущенный пациент я

Такие не подыхают!

Эх! Бе саме, Бе саме мучо

Таращу во тьму глазища

Ночной порнографии туча,

Жопастые хищно рыщут.

Кому суждено сгорать,

Тот батенька не утонет.

Сработает катапульта

Взлечу на алмазном троне

А ты? Как ты там поживаешь?

На том конце городишка

Наверное тихо плачешь,

Или а-у-у-у-у-у-у скулишь так?

Давить буду зеркало долго

Я плюща лицо и калеча,

Смотреть и катать его по лбу,

Пока в нем тебя не замечу

[Mind Machine 187]

Crystallion - The Bravest of the Brave

Crystallion - The Bravest of the Brave

(Marshal Michel Ney)

I am the brave, the rider in the storm

I am the rear of the elite

Under the sign of freedom I was born

Faith is my armour, pride my shield

But I had a dream, our nation’s free

The veils of death, embracing me

Inside this dream, our nation’s free

Follow the call of victory

I have fought a hundred wars

I fought for France and never against

The soldiers fire, my last command

They call me brave, I will be to the grave

I saw the sunrise, I saw the rainbow in the sky

There is nothing left for me to believe

Goodbye my brothers, goodbye my friends who shared this life

All has changed now, this world I must leave

But I had a dream, our nation’s free

The veils of death, embracing me

Inside this dream, our nation’s free

Follow the call of victory

I have fought a hundred wars (I’m going nowhere)

I fought for France and never against (I wanna be there)

The soldiers fire, my last command (The soldiers fire)

They call me brave, I will be to the grave

Long ago our nation calls, set sails to foreign shores

With the glory of Napoleon we’re bound for holy wars

Now I take my final journey to the land up in the sky

The time has come for me to say goodbye

I have fought a hundred wars (I’m going nowhere)

I fought for France and never against (I wanna be there)

The soldiers fire, my last command (The soldiers fire)

They call me brave, I will be to the grave

I have fought a hundred wars (I’m burning, I’m dying, I’m going nowhere)

I fought for France and never against (I’m yearning, I’m flying, I wanna be there)

The soldiers fire, my last command (The soldiers fire)

They call me brave, I will be to the grave

Scar Symmetry - Orchestrate The Infinite

Scar Symmetry - Orchestrate The Infinite

Affecting all of universe with my mind

Through my will

Solar systems live and die

Omnipotence in a world of limits

Omniscient, stars will fall

On my command

But those who live within this world

Find ways to label me

Godhood or devilry

Collision as a spark of me entered flesh

Still I keep the ability to form

Until the day I leave my cage

I design this world in my image

What I create I can destroy

Stars fall on my command

Tomorrow's in my hand

I'm the grand orchestrator

In finite form and the infinite design

Beyond wings and horns I am

In wordless thought

Orchestrate the infinite

With focus on the things

Certain to face death

My essence will elude you 'til you die

Omnipotence has no beginning

Omniscience has no end

It can't be grasped

But those who live within this world

Find ways to label me

Godhood or devilry

I'm the grand orchestrator

In finite form and the infinite design

Beyond wings and horns I am

In wordless thought

Orchestrate the infinite

No horns and no crown of thorns

Will fit on me

On a field where the judgment

And all the pain you feel

Can no longer reach you

In the silence existing

Between your every thoughts

That is where I'll meet you

But those who live within this world

Find ways to label me

Godhood or devilry

I'm the grand orchestrator

In finite form and the infinite design

Beyond wings and horns I am

In wordless thought

Orchestrate the infinite

No horns and no crown of thorns

Will fit on me

Дирижируя Бесконечностью

Мироздание под влиянием моего разума

По моей воле

Солнечные системы живут и умирают

Безграничное могущество в мире ограничений

Всеведение, звезды падут

По моей команде

Но живущие в этом мире

Клеймят меня

Богом или дьяволом

А ведь я вдохнул искру жизни в тело

Все еще способен творить

Пока не покину мою клетку

Буду создавать этот мир в своем воображении

Что я сотворил я могу разрушить

Звезду падут по моему слову

Завтрашний день в моих руках

Я великий дирижер

Конечной формы и безграничного замысла

Выше крыльев и рогов я

Мыслью что не передать словами

Дирижирую вечностью

Сосредоточившись на главном

Лицом к смерти

Моя сущность будет ускользать от тебя до самой смерти

Всесилие не имеет начала

Всезнание не имеет конца

Этого нельзя постичь

Но живущие в этом мире

Клеймят меня

Богом или дьяволом

Я великий дирижер

Конечной формы и безграничного замысла

Выше крыльев и рогов я

Мыслью что не передать словами

Дирижирую вечностью

Не будет ни рогов, ни тернового венца

На поле суда

И вся твоя боль

Больше не будет мучить тебя

В молчании, среди твоих мыслей

Вот где я встречу тебя

Но живущие в этом мире

Клеймят меня

Богом или дьяволом

Я великий дирижер

Конечной формы и безграничного замысла

Выше крыльев и рогов я

Мыслью что не передать словами

Дирижирую вечностью

Не будет ни рогов, ни тернового венца

Scar Symmetry - Mind Machine

Scar Symmetry - Mind Machine

All free will is gone

Automatic knowledge

Humans lead in leashes

Silent, untrue

All are subjects to

Automated liars

Broadcast feelings through

Machines that makes you

Wither away

Death of the soul

Indoctrinated in false grace

Bio-machinery

Mind and machinery

Fear now fuels the system

Bio-machinery

Target is the world

Structuring the madness

Terminating ancient

Concepts of truth

Power structure comes

Silent weapons fired

Quiet wars in minds

The damage is done

Wither away

Death of the soul

Indoctrinated in false grace

Bio-machinery

Mind and machinery

Fear now fuels the system

Bio-machinery

All hope that died must rise anew

By facing the passage of time

All that we've known was bound to drown

Before we could wake

Bio-machinery

Mind and machinery

Fear now fuels the system

Bio-machinery

Insomnium - Medeia

Insomnium - Medeia

Where there once was love, only hatred now resides

Where I once had heart, only nothingness now dwels

Guilt-ridden shall be your days

Heart-rending your nights

By starlight I rock to sleep my dearest ones

Under the cold sky I lull to rest my darlings

Good to ie in a bed of cloudberry flowers

Soft to dream on a moss-grown pillow

Betrayed by one I loved, deceived by one I caressed

Cast into the dark, thrust into the endless night

But even bitter is your fate

Way darker your path

For nothing have I been by your side

In vain have i wasted this life

All that was fair has been marred now

All the love I gave you have emptied my heart

Soon I'll be feeling no pain

sleeping in silent shade

The ones you cherish most

I'll take with me to my dreams

Haunted by your deeds

Wrapped into the grief

You are bound into this sorrow

Until the end of time

 

Изменено 30 марта, 2010 пользователем Mind Machine

[БацЫла 54]

Океан Ельзи - Там, де нас нема (Океан Эльзы - Там, где нас нет)

Там, там, там, тiльки там, де нас нема - там не падає зима

Тiльки там, тiльки там де нас нема з неба

Там, там, там, тiльки там, де нас нема - там не падає вона

Тiльки там, тiльки там де нас нема й не треба

Там, там, там, тiльки там, де нас нема - ходять всi на головах

Тiльки там, тiльки там де нас нема ходять

Там, там, там, тiльки там, де нас нема - ходять всi на головах

I питаються у нас.

Де ви є?

Де ви є?

Скажi менi, чому не можу

Забути те, чого нема

Скажi менi, чому не можу

Забути те, що,

Те, що навколо зима.

Там, там, там, тiльки там, де нас нема - там не падає зима

Тiльки там, тiльки там де нас нема люди

Там, там, там, тiльки там, де нас нема - там тече жива вода

Тiльки там, тiльки там де нас нема всюди.

Там, там, там, тiльки там, де нас нема - менше льоду, нiж тепла

Тiльки там, тiльки там де нас нема льоду

Там, там, там, тiльки там, де нас нема - ходять всi на головах

I тече жива вода

Не для нас.

Скажi менi, чому не можу

Забути те, чого нема

Скажi менi, чому не можу

Забути те, що,

Те, що навколо зима.

Изменено 30 марта, 2010 пользователем БацЫла

[Maos 375]

Metallica - One

I can't remember anything

Can't tell if this is true or dream

Deep down inside i feel to scream

This terrible silence stops me

Now that the war is through with me

I'm waking up i can not see

That there is not much left of me

Nothing is real but pain now

Hold my breath as i wish for death

Oh please god,wake me

Back in the womb its much too real

In pumps life that i must feel

But can't look forward to reveal

Look to the time when i'll live

Fed through the tube that sticks in me

Just like a wartime novelty

Tied to machines that make me be

Cut this life off from me

Hold my breath as i wish for death

Oh please god,wake me

Now the world is gone i'm just one

Oh god,help me hold my breath as i wish for death

Oh please god help me

Darkness imprisoning me

All that i see Absolute horror

I cannot live

I cannot die

Trapped in myself

Body my holding cell

Landmine has taken my sight

Taken my speech

Taken my hearing

Taken my arms

Taken my legs

Taken my soul

Left me with life in hell

[GriZZly 383]

Esoteric - Circle

I have a million questions. but no will to ask.

Through chaos. rationale speaks clearly.

Decay sets in amongst the fragments...

Such weight lies within knowledge.

Crippled by thought.

Eyes that see too much lose the will to see.

And the pain that spills from these walls.

Blasts through this withered body.

The circle has begun.

Time is not won.

Losing this battle to remain.

In this place.

I dare not dream.

For awakening the demons that will find me.

Blinded by madness.

Such endless probability.

And I must know every thing and every thought

And I must uncover all answers sought.

For sleep eludes when this frustration taunts.

And drives me to release.

Or travel towards end.

So dead inside.

And all but to live on.

Burning from within.

Maddened eyes.

Filled with boiling blood.

Sullen.

Grow sharper with the pain.

To rest now.

Until we meet again.

[GriZZly 383]

Summoning - Across The Streaming Tide

In autumn when the wind and sea

Rejoice to live and laugh to be

And scarce the blast that curbs the tree

And bids before it quail and flee

In winter when years when the years burn low

As fire wherein no firebrands glow

And winds disappear as they blow

The stormy wings of snow

Refrain:

The hearts of western elves burn bright

With joy that mocks the spring

To hear all heaven's keen clarions ring

Music, that bites the spirit, sing

And wind by night in northern lands

Arose, and Lord it cried

And drove the ships from ancient strands

Across the streaming tide

[Zirra 1 206]

Зоопарк - Женщина

Твоя плоть - как хлеб, твоя кровь - как вино

И листки твоих писем - как жесть,

Твои сны - как молитвы, глаза - как стекло

И твои оскорбленья - как лесть, но

Кто здесь есть, кто сможет удивить тебя?

Кто здесь есть, кто сможет подчинить тебя?

Но я бы не стал завидовать им,

Хоть на их месте мог быть и я...

Прости, но мне жаль тебя.

И ты умеешь быть слабой, и ты умеешь быть злой

И умеешь не верить словам,

Но ты не умеешь брать сразу все,

Зато ты берешь по частям, но

Кто здесь есть, кто сможет отказать тебе?

Кто здесь есть, кто сможет наказать тебя?

Но я бы не стал завидовать им,

Хоть на их месте мог быть и я...

Прости, но мне жаль тебя.

И в твоей колоде не хватает туза

И джокером служит валет

И имя знакомцам твоим - легион,

Но друзей, пожалуй что, нет, но

Кто здесь есть, кто сможет избежать тебя?

Кто здесь есть, кто сможет удержать тебя?

Но я бы не стал завидовать им,

Хоть на их месте мог быть и я...

Прости, но мне жаль тебя.

И ты всегда найдешь тех, кто накормит тебя,

И взамен ты кинешь им кость,

Тех, чей ветер наполнит твои глаза,

Тех, чей крест примет твой гвоздь,

Ты всегда найдешь тех, кто поможет тебе,

Кто возьмет на себя твою боль,

Тех, кто будет ранен в твоей войне -

Ты насыплешь им в раны соль, но

Кто здесь есть, кто сможет полюбить тебя?

Не за то, чего в тебе нет, а за то, что ты есть.

Кто здесь есть, кто сможет убедить тебя,

Что ты, в общем, такая же, как все?

Но я бы не стал завидовать им,

Хоть на их месте мог быть и я...

Прости, но мне жаль тебя.

Radiohead - High and Dry

Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you boy.

Flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop.

You'd kill yourself for recognition; kill yourself to never ever stop.

You broke another mirror; you're turning into something you are not.

Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry

Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry

Drying up in conversation, you will be the one who cannot talk.

All your insides fall to pieces, you just sit there wishing you could still make love

They're the ones who'll hate you when you think you've got the world all sussed out

They're the ones who'll spit at you. You will be the one screaming out.

Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry

Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry

It's the best thing that you've ever had,

The best thing that you've ever, ever had.

It's the best thing that you've ever had;

The best thing you've had has gone away.

Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry

Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry

[GriZZly 383]

 Metallica - That Was Just Your Life

Like a siren in my head that always threatens to repeat,

Like a blind man that is strapped into the speeding driver's seat,

Like a face that learns to speak, when all it knew was how to bite

Like a misery that keeps me focused though I've gone astray

Like an endless nightmare that I must awaken from each day.

Like conviction

A premonition,

Not worthy of, so I deny... I deny.

[Pre-chorus:]

I blind my eyes and try to force it all into place,

I stitch them up, see not my fall from grace.

I blind my eyes, I hide and feel it passing me by,

I open just in time to say goodbye.

[Chorus:]

Almost like your life,

Almost like your endless fight,

Curse the day is long,

Realize you don't belong,

Disconnect somehow,

Never stop the bleeding now,

Almost like your fight,

And there it went,

Almost like your life.

Like a wound that keeps on bleeding to remind me not to think

Like a raging river drowning when I only need a drink,

Like a poison that I swallow, but I want the world to die.

Like a release from a prison that I didn't know I was in,

Like a fight to live the past I prayed to leave from way back then

Like a general without a mission until the war will start again,

Start again.

[Pre-chorus]

[Chorus]

[solo]

Like a touch from hell to feel how hot

That it can get if you get caught,

Like a strike from heaven turns that key,

And brings you straight down to your knees,

Like a touch from hell to feel how hot

That it can get if I get caught,

Like a strike from heaven to reprieve,

That brings you straight down to your knees.

[Dual guitar solo]

[Chorus]

That was just your life.

 

Изменено 5 апреля, 2010 пользователем GriZZly

[maxim700 3 153]

Poets of the Fall - Late Goodbye

In our headlights,

Staring, bleak,

Beer cans, deer's eyes

On the asphalt underneath,

our crushed plans and my lies

Lonely street signs, powerlines,

they keep on flashing, flashing by

And we keep driving into the night

It's a late goodbye, such a late goodbye

And we keep driving into the night

It's a late goodbye

Your breath hot upon my cheeck,

and we crossed, that line

You made me strong when I was feeling weak,

And we crossed, that one time

Screaming stop signs, staring wild eyes,

keep on flashing, flashing by

And we keep driving into the night

It's a late goodbye, such a late goodbye

And we keep driving into the night

It's a late goodbye

The devil grins from ear to ear

when he sees the hand he's dealt us

Points at your flaming hair,

and then we're playing hide and seek

I can't breathe easy here,

less our trail's gone cold behind us

Till' in the john mirror you stare

at yourself grown old and weak

And we keep driving into the night

It's a late goodbye, such a late goodbye

And we keep driving into the night

It's a late goodbye...

[GriZZly 383]

Summoning - Beleriand

To north, to north there lay the land of dread

Dungorthin, where all ways were dead

In hills, in hills of shadow bleak and cold

Beyond was deadly nighshades hold

To south, to south the wide earth unexplored

To west, to west the ancient ocean roared

To east, to east in peaks of blue were piled

The mountains of the outer world.

Unsailed and shoreless, wide and wild

To east in peaks of blue were piled

In silence folded, mist enfurled

The mountains of the outer world

Beyond the tangled, woodland shade

Thorn and thicket grove and glade

Whose brooding boughs with magic hung

Were ancient when the world was young

[maxim700 3 153]

The Rasmus - Night After Night (Out Of The Shadows)

Heaven sent you, to bring the answer

Heaven sent you, to cure this cancer

For a moment I'm beating vultures

For a moment the world in my hands

Like an angel who came

Every time when I pray

Guiding me in my dreams

Watching me when I sleep

Like an angel who came

Every time when I scream

Time after time I lose again

Night after night I wake up shaking

'Cause my world is breaking

Fool enough to fall again

Night after night I wake up crying

'Cause I feel like dying

Still disconnected and unprotected

Still I'm haunted but unwanted

For a moment unbreakable stars

For a moment you stayed in my arms

Like an angel who came

Every time when I pray

Guiding me in my dreams

Watching me when I sleep

Like an angel who came

Every time when I scream

Time after time I lose again

Night after night I wake up shaking

'Cause my world is breaking

Fool enough to fall again

Night after night I wake up crying

'Cause I feel like dying

Time after time I lose again

Night after night I wake up shaking

'Cause my world is breaking

Fool enough to fall again

Night after night I wake up crying

'Cause I feel like dying

(Time after time I lose again)

Night after night I wake up shaking

'Cause my world is breaking

Fool enough to fall again (Fool enough to fall again)

Night after night I wake up crying

[БацЫла 54]

Otto Dix -  Белый Пепел

Мы ночами уходим в наши тёмные страны,

Белым пеплом посыпав раскаленные раны.

И за все наши грёзы нас Небо накажет.

Но никто не услышит, и никто не прикажет.

И никто нам не нужен, никого мы не любим.

Мы не будем такими, как все прочие люди.

По дешёвке продали мы теням наши души.

Кто-то тихо вливает яд молитвы нам в уши.

Белый пепел полоской – наша вечная плаха.

Там, куда мы уходим, нет ни боли, ни страха.

Наше время сквозь пальцы водой утекает.

Там, куда мы уходим, нас никто не поймает.

Там лишь тот выживает, кто подвержен сомненью,

Тот, кто мог притворяться своей собственной тенью.

Не терпеть состраданья, не испытывать жалость –

Это всё, что мы можем, что нам делать осталось.

[Nasgul 3 596]

Primus - Welcome To This World

Oh, welcome to this world of fools

Of pink champagne and swimming pools

Well, all you have to lose is your virginity

Perhaps we'll have some fun tonight

so stick around and take a bite of life

We don't need feebleness in this proximity

Ask good MacDuff and Donalbain, so many good ideas are slain

By those who would dare not step out of line

But if I have my way tonight and chances are I think I might-

I'll turn those sour minds to grapes of wine

Welcome to this world

Don't judge the boy by what you hear

The words are heard beyond the ear

The heart and mind are focus for this conversation

But be abound in mystery for that so much you do to me

For there are those who drown in adulation

If I had a dime for each time that I heard them preach

Well I'd have wicked thoughts upon my brain

[maxim700 3 153]

The Rasmus - Lucifer's Angel

Behind those eyes lies the truth and grief

Behind those beautiful smiles I've seen tragedy

The fallen skin hides the secrets within

The silent forces that secretly ignite your sins

Fly away, fly away

From the darkened blade

They haunt you

Lucifer's Angels

You never lived, you never died

Your life has been denied

They call you

Lucifer's Angel

Beyond these clouds you can hide all your tear

Beyond this world you'll be safe from their wicked fears

And in their hearts they fear your demand

You know their minds won't accept you, they'll never understand

Fly away, fly away

From the darkened blade

They haunt you

Lucifer's Angels

You never lived, you never died

Your life has been denied

They call you

Lucifer's Angel

On your own I know you can make it

You'll go far? I know you can shake it

Survive alone I know you can take it

Fly away, fly away

From the darkened blade

They haunt you

Lucifer's Angels

You never lived, you never died

Your life has been denied

They call you

Lucifer's Angel

Fly away, fly away

Run away, run away

Hide away, hide away

Lucifer's Angel

[x3]

[Black 1 376]

Iron Maiden - Dance Of Death

Let me tell you a story to chill the bones, about a thing that I saw

One night wandering in the Everglades I'd one drink but no more

I was rambling, enjoying the bright moonlight, gazing up at the stars

Not aware of a presence so near to me, watching my every move

Feeling scared and I fell to my knees as something rushed me from the trees

Took me to an unholy place and that is where I fell from grace

Then they summoned me over to join in with them to the dance of the dead

Into the circle of fire I followed them, into the middle I was led

As if time had stopped still I was numb with fear but still I wanted to go

And the blaze of the fire did no hurt upon me as I walked onto the coals

Then I felt I was in a trance and my spirit was lifted from me

And if only someone had the chance to witness what happened to me

And I danced and I pranced and I sang with them, all had Death in their eyes

Lifeless figures they were undead all of them, they had ascended from Hell

As I danced with the dead my free spirit was laughing and howling down at me

Below my undead body just danced the circle of Death

Until the time came to reunite us both, my spirit came back down to me

I didn't know if I was alive or dead as the others all joined in with me

By luck then a skirmish started and took the attention away from me

When they took their gaze from me was the moment that I fled

I ran like hell, faster than the wind, but behind I did not glance

One thing that I did not dare was to look just straight ahead

When you know that your time has come around you know you'll be prepared for it

Say your last goodbyes to everyone, drink and say a prayer for it

When you're lying in your sleep, when you're lying in your bed

And you wake from your dreams to go dancing with the dead

When you're lying in your sleep, when you're lying in your bed

And you wake from your dreams to go dancing with the dead

To this day I guess I'll never know just why they let me go

But I'll never go dancing no more 'till I dance with the dead

[GriZZly 383]

Summoning - Over Old Hills

The air was neither night or a day,

But faintly dark with softest light

When first glimmered into sight

The Cottage of Lost Play

You and me - we know that land

And often have been there in

The old days, old days

The dark child and a fair

Was it down the paths of firelight

Dreams in winter cold and white,

Or in the blue-spun twilight, twilight hours

The air was neither night or day,

But faintly dark with softest light,

When first there glimmered into sight

The Cottage of Lost Play

And why we never found the same

Old cottage, or magic

Track that leads between a silver sea,

Between a silver sea

And those old shores and gardens fair

Where all things are that ever were -

We know not, You and Me

We know not, You and Me

Those old shores and gardens fair

Where all things are

That ever were

The air was neither night or day,

But faintly dark with softest light,

When first there glimmered into sight

The Cottage of Lost Play

And those old shores and gardens

Where all things are that ever were

We know not, You and Me,

We know not, You and Me

And these old shores

And gardens fair

Where all things are

That ever were [before]

Air was neither night or day

But faintly dark with softest light

When first there glimmered

The Cottage of Lost Play

[GriZZly 383]

Ice Ages - Dead But Wide Awake

Alone i am here and cannot die

My eyes can talk - I communicate

S.O.S please save my soul

Pull the plug, i beg from you

Pity i cannot need

I am dead but wide awake

This nightmare you must end

My weekend body is to tired to fight

[GriZZly 383]

Summoning - Mirdautas Vras

Brus-kuluz taurzur bыrzu tiil-ob

Hush-ob dhurum agh ufum dhurum

Tor Vautu brus-troguz

Urgai-u gukh dыmp agh tiimor

Talaan-u rыk-ir tor urыk

Nauru-ir agh kragoru nыrsu grishыrz

Nork-ulu furtun agh goth

Mordor-ob bot-tuk

Ghaash agh akыl - Nazgыl skoiz

Mirdautas vras!

Karn ghaamp agh nыt

Shaut Manwe quiinubat gukh

[Max Payne 122]

Slipknot - Snuff

Bury all your secrets in my skin

Come away with innocence, and leave me with my sins

The air around me still feels like a cage

And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again…

So if you love me, let me go.

And run away before I know.

My heart is just too dark to care.

I can't destroy what isn't there.

Deliver me into my Fate -

If I'm alone I cannot hate

I don't deserve to have you…

My smile was taken long ago

If I can change I hope I never know

I still press your letters to my lips

And cherish them in parts of me that saver every kiss

I couldn't face a life without your light

But all of that was ripped apart… when you refused to fight

So save your breath, I will not hear. I think I made it very clear.

You couldn't hate enough to love.

Is that supposed to be enough?

I only wish you weren't my friend. Then I could hurt you in the end.

I never claimed to be a Saint…

My own was banished long ago

It took the Death of Hope to let you go

So break yourself against my stones

And spit your pity in my soul

You never needed any help

You sold me out to save yourself

And I won't listen to your shame

You ran away - you're all the same

Angels lie to keep control…

My love was punished long ago

If you still care, don't ever let me know

If you still care, don't ever let me know…

[Nasgul 3 596]

Franz Ferdinand - Do You Want To :3 :3 :3 :3

Oh well I woke up tonight and said I

I'm gonna make somebody love me

I'm gonna make somebody love me

And now I know, now I know, now I know

I know that it's you

You're lucky, lucky

You're so lucky!

Oh well do you, do you do you want to?

Oh well do you, do you do you want to, want to go

Where I've never let you before?

Oh well do you, do you do you want to?

Oh well do you, do you do you want to, want to go

Where I've never let you before?

Well he's a friend and he's so proud of you

He's a friend and I knew him before you, oh yeah

Well he's a friend and he's so proud of you

You're famous friend well I blew him before you, oh yeah

Oh well do you, do you do you want to?

Oh well do you, do you do you want to, want to go

Where I've never let you before?

Oh well do you, do you do you want to?

Oh well do you, do you do you want to, want to go

Where I've never let you before?

Well here we are at the transmission party

I love your friends they're all so arty, oh yeah

Oh well I woke up tonight and said I

I'm gonna make somebody love me

I'm gonna make somebody love me

And now I know, now I know, now I know

I know that it's you

You're lucky, lucky

You're so lucky!

Oh well do you, do you do you want to?

Oh well do you, do you do you want to, want to go

Where I've never let you before?

Oh lucky lucky

You're so lucky

Lucky lucky

You're so lucky

Lucky lucky

You're so lucky

Lucky lucky

You're so lucky

Lucky lucky

You're so lucky

Oh lucky lucky

You're so lucky

Yeah

[yago 2 116]

Jon Lajoie - 2 Girls 1 Cup Song

How do you show someone you love

That they are the one

So many ways to express love

It's hard to choose just one

How you gonna do it

Some people like to kiss, some people like to hug,

Some lesbians like eating each other's shit out of a cup

Some people say "I love you," some even shout it out

Some people puke semi-digested shit into each other's mouths

Sometimes making love's not enough,

You have to step it up

And urinating on her face

Is not enough to say "I love you"

Some people like to kiss, some people like to hug,

Some lesbians like eating each other's shit out of a cup

Some people say "I love you," some even shout it out

Some people puke semi-digested shit into each other's mouths

She's covered in vomit and human feces

That how I know that she needs me

She's covered in vomit and human feces

That how I know that she needs me

She's covered in vomit and human feces

That how I know that she needs me

She's covered in vomit and human feces

That how I know that she needs me

Shit in my mouth

And I'll puke it all over your face

Изменено 13 апреля, 2010 пользователем yago

[Nasgul 3 596]

Irate - Vendetta

So after the fucking smoke clears and the dust settles,

We're left with one mission, defending the families name.

We planted our flag years ago and staked our claim.

This ain't mall metal made for little bitches,

This is war metal made for vendettas.

The new breed: billy club sandwich, everybody gets hurt, sworn enemy and the mighty, mighty irate.

So right now i'ma see how far i can shove this underground shit up your ass bitch.

Step up,

You cowards, fucking criminals

Step up, step up to me

Rise up avengers, rise up

Defend the family

X2

We will not be broken by a bunch of fucking hypocrites.

I’ve got beef with you putas using our name for your own damn gain it’s a damn shame.

Your music it makes me sick.

You sound like some faggots gagging on korn’s dick.

You think you could fuck with me, i’ll beat you musically then physically.

Straight out the bronx, new york,

I got mine, son, step up and get yours.

Step up,

You cowards, fucking criminals

Step up, step up to me

Rise up avengers, rise up

Defend the family

X2

Don’t even try to plead your case bitch, it's got more holes than your fucking face.

You’re against establishment but for sponsorship you’ll suck a corporate dick.

So fuck you and your crew, your fans, your friends and all your family too.

I’m ashamed to be your dad and right now you're making me mad yeah you're making me want to

Jump right on a plane, fly first class just to beat your ass and fly home again.

You’re entering a world of pain and i don’t back down when someone fucks with my family.

You should have been a man about this.

Recognized that we pre-exist.

But you took the shady route

And now i’m here to call you out bitch.

Coward,

Criminal,

Fake ass,

Wannabe.

You better step up (punk).

[KwaX 2 522]

Nine Inch Nails - Letting You

The sky is painted black

The smoke pours out the stack

One hand upon your heart

One hand behind your back

You train us how to act

You keep the fear intact

The imminent attack

Everything is right on track

And we are letting you get away

We are letting you get away with it

Upon our plates to feed

The dying left to bleed

How much we really need

Your politics of greed

The cancer takes ahold

The wolf is in the fold

Our destiny’s been sold

We do just what we’re told

And we are letting you get away

We are letting you get away with it

Your armies filled with hate

Believing your charade

Begin to suffocate

For us it’s far too late

And we are letting you get away

We are letting you get away with it

[Nasgul 3 596]

Sunn O))) - My Wall

And I do walk upon Wan’s Dyke

And I do survey the land

And I did become the Reaper with my own bare hands+

For I am Wodan,

Though, some call me Hermes,

Some call me Roman Mercury,

God of cargos,

God of weather,

Hanging God of boundaries,

Hanging God of Gibbet Hill

Killing God of hidden doorways.

Spinning the yarn from Wansdyke to Silbury

Spinning the taelbook, telling the tale

Telling the tellbook to all and sundry

Keltiberians and Irish Gael

Then I hear camp followers bellow afar

Their shrieking lament for Johnny Guitar:

"Look to the farthest far horizon

Look to the bloodlust deepest scar

Look to the scattering Brythonic uprising

For this be the wall of Johnny Guitar

There be the ditch that you shall die in

Here be the wall that I shall cry on

Ditch dug with antler and ox bone shovel

This rising wall that shades our ancient hovel."

Look to the north a quick mile yonder

Look to our Yggdrasilbury

Look to the Saxon chasing Viking

Look to the Norman chasing Saxon

Look to the German chasing German

German German German German

Here in the bloodlust deeper scar

For here be the wall of Johnny Guitar

"Play your gloom axe Stephen O’Malley

Sub bass clinging to the sides of the valley

Sub bass ringing in each last ditch and combe

Greg Anderson purvey a sonic doom."

To rage in sound this valiant despair

Doom and gloom as each a splendid pair

To rage in sound the valiant despair:

Not Abraham,

Not Moses

And not Christ

Neither Jove to whom we sacrificed,

Not Attis

Not Mohammed,

But to hilltop Thor

We rave and dance and weep and we implore:

Look to the farthest far horizon

Don’t blame the messenger,

Don’t blame the messenger,

Look to the farthest far horizon

Don’t blame the messenger.

Don’t blame the messenger,

For I am Death so Ragnarock with me

For I am Doom so Ragnarock with me.

And I stood upon Wan’s Dyke

And I did survey the land

And I did become the Reaper with my own bare hands...

And then I was King Vikar with his arms outstretched

And then I was King Vikar with his broken neck

And then I was the villain and the victim and the priest

Was grim misunderstanding and was grim as death itself

My Wall My Wall caught in the thrall of my Wall

My Wall My Wall caught beneath the thrall of my Wall.

Here in the bloodlust deeper scar

For here be the wall of Johnny Guitar

Here in the bloodlust deeper scar

For here be the wall of Johnny Guitar

Play your gloom axe Stephen O’Malley

Sub bass ringing the sides of the valley

Sub bass climbing up each last ditch and combe

Greg Anderson purvey a sonic doom.

Stand in the thrall

Stand in the thrall

Stand in the thrall of my tidal wall

Stand in the thrall

Stand in the thrall

Stand in the thrall of my tidal wall

Stand in the thrall

Stand in the thrall

Stand in the thrall of my tidal wall

Mothers to your bosoms,

Grab your child and sing,

As to your breasts cascade and sing:

Brothers and fathers,

Down to the thing in the middle of the town

To judge at the thing

These the effeminate priests of Frey

That don their drag

And shriek through the day

That drag their God through the muddiest fields

Spilling seed to raise the yields

These the odd castrated womb-men

On this onerous land of no men

There the infernal priestess of Freyja,

These her people layer on layer

Then the infernal priestess of Freyja

Visiting the farms

The seething seer

Visiting the farms

And rarely leaving

Mounting the tumulus

The people grieving

Dodens doddering dead and dying.

Hear the modest priests of Ing

Who’s harkening always let us sing

That let’s us free our tightest waistband

Let’s us fertilise our own land

Spunked entire nations from one phallus

Spunked the vegetation into being

Spilled the super seed into the one day superceded earth.

Old Mother Fucker

She was a cocksucker

To give her poor family a home

Went down on their ding song

And drank for a sing song

But ended her sad life alone.

Around the church in Yatesbury the dead

Lie scattered underneath the sacred yew

As Sheila the Witch attending Sunday prayer

Praises a God but never tells them who

And from my Wall observing Sheila the Witch

Praises her God but never explaining which.

And every Monday night by the light of Moon

Those Meddlesome meddlesome meddlesome bells

And the heavy metal of the heathen bells

Meddlesome meddlesome meddlesome bells

And the bad heavy metal of the heathen bells

Meddlesome meddlesome meddlesome bells

And the heavy metal of the heathen bells

Meddlesome meddlesome meddlesome bells

And the bad heavy metal of the heathen bells

And Doggen can testify to my claim

That the Christians of Yatesbury are Christian in name

But their stomping pounding actions attest

To their Christianity happiest at rest

And Doggen who played at the John Stewart Hall

Can attest that its keeper is the heathenest of all

Is a shapeshifter tending to her hogweed hidden

And her dear Paul wallows in the village pond nay midden

For all of us are boundaried by Wan’s Dyke at the west

And the great world hill which spies us and can never let us rest

Bringing on Iranian Mithra

From its home beneath the east

Caught always in the thrall of my Wall

Caught always in the thrall of my Wall

Stand in the thrall

Stand in the thrall

Stand in the thrall of my wall

Stand in the thrall

Stand in the thrall

Stand in the thrall of my wall

Stand in the thrall

Stand in the thrall

Stand in the thrall of my wall

Here in the bloodlust deeper scar

For here be the wall of Johnny Guitar

Here in the bloodlust deeper scar

For here be the wall of Johnny Guitar

Play your gloom axe Stephen O’Malley

Sub bass ringing the sides of the valley

Sub bass climbing up each last ditch and combe

Greg Anderson purvey a sonic doom...

Don’t blame the messenger of gloom,

Don’t blame the messenger of doom,

For this be the Ragmarockingest aeion

In stillness O’Malley and Anderson play on... play on... play on...

[LunarLight 104]

angela - Shangri-La

It's all right if it's foolish

Traces of the dream we look out over... Goodbye,

Days of my youth

Entrusting my body to the current, someday I'll become an adult

Will I become dirty, little by little?

Only the mature fruits are chosen

And cut with a knife before being gulped down

We aimed for Shangri-La- without suppressing our desire,

Covered in daydreams, we kept searching for "freedom"

Now we can say it- this is paradise

Goodbye, days of my youth

We wanted to grab the highest apple

Even if we had to stand on our precious things to reach it

We only notice what's important to us when we lose it

We who are very young are always missing the target

Suppressing happy days makes me feel unstable

Although I'm wounded, I want to fly away

It's all right if it's foolish, the traces of the dream I look out over

Goodbye, days of my youth

The shining sky was dressed in innocence

But it knew everything...

We aimed for Shangri-La- without suppressing our desire,

Covered in daydreams, we kept searching for "freedom"

I'll surely leave the distance behind, knowing my own size

With my inexperienced heart not knowing even that

Now I can say it- this is paradise

Goodbye, days of my youth