πρασινος :pingpong:Quote:
Originally Posted by carheart
ruthless, βαλε τους στιχους απο το lakedaimon μεχρι να κανω edit και προσθεσω rapidshare με το mp3 του myspace
ζευς, σωτηρ , νικη ειπαμε λεει μετα το σολο :)
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πρασινος :pingpong:Quote:
Originally Posted by carheart
ruthless, βαλε τους στιχους απο το lakedaimon μεχρι να κανω edit και προσθεσω rapidshare με το mp3 του myspace
ζευς, σωτηρ , νικη ειπαμε λεει μετα το σολο :)
Just a child with a blade and a shield
There's no fondness no place for the weak
In our childhood we just learn to fight
Children trained to kill for their Land
Lakedaimon - the man with no fear
Lakedaimon - the faith and the spear
Dying like a man, the way of the Warrior
All my life at war, under the laws of Sparta
Spartan man of war - Lakedaimon
Spartan man of war - Lakedaimon
In my eyes so cold what do you see?
Is the will of the gods or is love?
For my land so beloved and so strong
Spartan warrior you fight with your heart
Lakedaimon - the man with no fear
Lakedaimon - the faith and the spear
Dying like a man, the way of the Warrior
All my life at war, under the laws of Sparta
Spartan man of war - Lakedaimon
Spartan man of war - Lakedaimon
Brothers in arms, giving their life
Fathers and sons, brave men of Sparta
They stand as one, against the foes
Hellenic Pride, fight with Andreia
Thunder from the sky, Gods of the Olympus
Marching by my side, Zeus Soter Nike
Ares God of War with Phobos and Deimos
Spartan with no fear, praise the Lakedaimon
Spartan man of war - Lakedaimon
Spartan man of war - Lakedaimon
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Originally Posted by carheart
και με τα λογια αυτα κλεινουμε
Και με αυτά μην σου πω :!:
Είστε καλοί εσείς! :thumbsup:Quote:
Originally Posted by attila
Από τα να αναλώνεσαι σε ανούσιους τσακωμούς, το αποτέλεσμα των οποίων εκ των προτέρων γνωρίζεις, δεν κάθεσαι να γράψεις ένα review (όσο αντικειμενικό γίνεται :P) για το Holy Martyr;
1) Δεν θα είναι αντικειμενικό και το ξέρουμε και οι 2 μας. Στο τέλος του ποστ θα υπάρχει ένα μίνι ριβιού πάντως.
2) Διασκεδάζω ιδιαίτερα με μερικούς που στην προσπάθειά τους να την πουν για τον Α ή τον Β λόγο αποδεικνύονται μαλάκες(και μετά κάνουν τις κότες).
3) Με κάποιους είχε σοβαρά ενδιαφέρον η κουβέντα(και δεν το περίμενα πως θα πήγαινε έτσι).
Τέσπα,
Review: Το καλύτερο album της χρονιάς.
Blood Fire Death
Blood Fire Death
Deaths star on horizon
Lightning and rain
Black winds and thunder
The skyline is in flames
Written in the red mist
The sign of the one
Who rides deaths cold wind
And walks disguised among
All you vagrant souls
Of profane disbeliefs
False prophets and deceivers
Shall swing from the trees
Soon the dawn shall arise
For all the opressed to arm
A chariot of thunder shall be seen
And bronze horns shall sound the alarm
Fists will raise like hammers
To a cloudy black sky
Bonds and chains fall to the ground
Children of all slaves
Stand united and proud
All people of bondage shall triumph
And live by the sign of...
Blood Fire Death
The moment is chosen
The Battlefield is bare
Take now thy stand people
The true ones don't fear
Now choose your weapons
And fall in the line
Choose well your colours
And follow the sign
Blood for all tears shed
And Fire for hate
Death for what shall become
All false ones fate
The standard bearer is chosen
And the day has just begun
Shadows growing long by the rising
Of the awakening sun
Fists raise like hammers
To a clear sunny sky
Bonds and chains fallen to the ground
Children of all slaves
Now united and proud
All people of bondage now triumph
And live by the sign of...
Blood Fire Death
Children of all slaves
Unite be proud
Rise out of darkness and pain
A chariot of thunder and gold
Will come loud
And a warrior of thunder and rain
With hair as white as snow
Hammer of steel
To set you free of your chains
And to lead you all
Where horses run free
And the souls of the ancient ones reign
:headbang: :headbang: :headbang:
And if you save yourself
You will make him happy
He'll keep you in a jar
And you'll think you're happy
He'll give you breathing holes
Then you'll think you're happy
He'll cover you with grass
And you'll think you're happy
Now
You're in a laundry room,
You're in a laundry room
The clue that came to you, oh
And if you cut yourself
You will think you're happy
He'll keep you in a jar
Then you'll make him happy
He'll give you breathing holes
Then you'll think you're happy
He'll cover you with grass
Then you'll think you're happy
Now
You're in a laundry room,
You're in a laundry room
The clue that came to you, oh
And if you fool yourself
You will make him happy
He'll keep you in a jar
And you'll think you're happy
He'll give you breathing holes
Then you will seem happy
You'll wallow in your shit
Then you'll think you're happy
Now
You're in a laundry room
The clue that came to you, oh
nirvana - sappy
σιγά τους στίχους μωρή κάλκι.
ξέρεις ανάγνωση;
Τώρα πια τα όνειρά σου
για το μέλλον δε συμμερίζομαι,
επειδή πάντα κάποια βρώμα μέσα τους μυρίζομαι.
:thumbsup:
έτσι.
Sky without stars
In the house of Hades
Nevermore sun
In the realm of shadows
I know my future
I know my doom
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid
Doom is written
In their number now
River of bronze
Flowing down the horizon
That is my future
That is my doom
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid
ὑμῖν δ᾽, ὦ Σπάρτης οἰκήτορες εὐρυχόροιο,
ἢ μέγα ἄστυ ἐρικυδὲς ὑπ᾽ ἀνδράσι Περσεΐδῃσι
πέρθεται, ἢ τὸ μὲν οὐχί, ἀφ᾽ Ἡρακλέους δὲ γενέθλης
πενθήσει βασιλῆ φθίμενον Λακεδαίμονος οὖρος.
οὐ γὰρ τὸν ταύρων σχήσει μένος οὐδὲ λεόντων
ἀντιβίην· Ζηνὸς γὰρ ἔχει μένος· οὐδέ ἑ φημί
σχήσεσθαι, πρὶν τῶνδ᾽ ἕτερον διὰ πάντα δάσηται.
Oh Ares! Bitter god of war
Fatal to the men, here I swear
They will never see our backs
Oh Zeus! A last look to the sun
Not yet hidden by the darts, no doubt for the choose
We'll be like oaks in the storm
And when the smoke of our pyres
Burning on the battlefield
Reaching the sky
Then you will know
Which was our doom
We were not afraid, we were not afraid
Wotan - Thermopiles
Γαμήσαν προχτές στο live και δεν μπόρεσα να πάω να τους δω. :(
No survivors in this game of hate, we all get changed in a certain way.
Our ideals changed by mortar, there isn't a person who doesn't pay.
No survivors, burst the bubble.
No survivors, too much trouble.
No survivors, your just a pawn.
No survivors, don't conform.
Boys mature to men in weeks, while rivals stay on the boil.
The time is right, the 'real' cowards, we all suffer at this toil.
So patriots who wear your flag, can enlist and die together.
I'll stay at home, protect MY world, do two years and wear a white feather.
The fields in France are full of heroes, now only poppies remain.
Their colour red, their number many, and still not achieved their aim
edit:για το πολεμοχαρο αγορι(ουυυαααργκ) ρουθλεςς.
Mr.Dali Lamas
Another sister's shootin' heroin tomorrow
Amputees in Freetown
Sierra Leone's
The church wasn't honest
The state put the youth in a harness
Creatin' hostility among us
Teacher said no college
Still the kid's gotta get a check with a couple commas
People wanna bomb us
More people gotta scatter and run from us
You can blame it on Zeus and Apollo and Adonis
But what you've done here
Is put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before
You're pulling yourself away
But what you've done here
Is put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before
You're pulling yourself away
I've been knowing her for years
I've been seeing her for years
She got dark, dark wavy hair
With a voice like she just don't care
She got a skirt with a halter top
She's got a dad who never gave a fuck
She drinks a beer with her mom 'til dawn
She got knocked up in a pickup truck
But she got engaged when she was nineteen
To this dude who was acting insane
Had a .45 that he always cleaned
Said one day one day one too many days
Now she ducked and she ran away
Never to be heard from, never to be seen
I check the cover of a magazine
I'm just wondering how, just wondering how
But what you've done here
Is put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before
You're pulling yourself away
?
:dfinger:
Judas
You promise us a bright golden future
You say you will save the world
That there will be no more hunger and pain
But we only see your golden hands
You say you take care of our survival
Sending us missiles instead
But you just betray us, deny us and lie
And you always say you would
Fight for freedom, fight for rights
I see treason in your eyes.
Judas - rulin' with an iron hand
Judas - sittin' in the government
Judas - I am not a Jesus Christ
Judas - you will be the one who's crucified
Your worship money and economy
There's nothing that you wouldn't do
If the payment is right you don't care about life
'Cause economy is your truth
You are the one selling terror and pain
In all the parts of the world
You are preparing the final grand slam
But you keep on tellin' you'll
Fight for freedom, fight for rights
I see treason in your eyes.
Judas - rulin' with an iron hand
Judas - sittin' in the government
Judas - I am not a Jesus Christ
Judas - you will be the one who's crucified
Judas, Judas - are you still human?
Judas, Judas - I can't believe it
Judas, Judas - dealing with evil
Judas, Judas
You'll keep on telling you'll
Fight for freedom, fight for rights
I see treason in your eyes.
Judas - rulin' with an iron hand
Judas - sittin' in the government
Judas - I am not a Jesus Christ
Judas - you will be the one who's crucified
Judas - rulin' with an iron hand
Judas - sittin' in the government
Judas - I am not a Jesus Christ
Judas - you will be the one who's crucified
Lookin' up at the big sky, what do I see, a thousand years of bullshit comin' down on me.
Caina - None Shall Die
I clutch your hand with my cracked fingers
And laugh
Wish everything was different, wish everything was simple
But it’s not, it’s not
That none shall die
Is impossible
I wish I could believe you, wish everything was different
But it’s not, it’s not
I wish everything was different
None shall die.
"Wild Men From The Mountains"
Wild and Wooly, Honest but crude
Their mouths were nasty, From the tobacco they chewed
They didn't seem friendly and didn't seem mean
Come to think of it, They's hardly ever seen
Except on the wild end of wonder
And mother nature's fountain
They rode up on the thunder
These wild men from the mountains
These wild men from the mountains
They were old and they were young
They sometimes spoke in unknown tongues
They had long hair And unshaven face
And whiskeyfied swear to set your soul a blazes
On the wild end of wonder
And mother nature's fountain
They rode up on the thunder
These wild men from the mountains
These wild men from the mountains
Legend says that the law'll have 'em killed
For makin' whiskey in their own stills
Is also said when it gets real quiet
You can hear 'em ride, All thru the night
On the wild end of wonder
And mother nature's fountain
They rode up on the thunder
These wild men from the mountains
These wild men from the mountains
"Too Hot To Stop"
Don't tell me no, When you're eyes say go
I can give it to ya fast, I can give it to ya slow
You turned on my heart, You wanted to play
We've gone this far, Gotta go all the way
When I feel the heart, Deep down inside
The sweat of love, Makes it slip and slide
The fire starts burnin', Ya gotta let me in
Lustin' for the touch of warm, wet skin
I'm too hot, I'm too hot, I'm too hot to stop
I'm too hot, I'm too hot, I'm too hot to stop
Like a freight train engine, comin' down the track
We're right on time, So don't hold back
Keep on pushin', Push now girl
Don't stop now, Let's go around the world
I'm too hot, I'm too hot, I'm too hot to stop
I'm too hot, I'm too hot, I'm too hot to stop
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when the sea will gather darkness and black clouds unadorned
only Poets, dreams and Madmen will sail out into the storm.
:touched:
γαμώ τους στίχοι όμως, κατεβάζω.Quote:
Originally Posted by iskra
Pregnant women awaiting their child
Poutinly inspection turns into fell fright
Fresh... arrivals get slashed first
A notorious... doctor slakes his thirst
Osscous remains totally gnawn
Lying... astride he amputates her shanks
Followed... by fingers, arms, legs and hands
With a hammer the baby gets shattered
Reprobating frig it until it is tattered
Excise his blue eyes out of the sockets
To drench them in this bloody mess
Consume omphalic string of the newborn
Eructate shreds of ribald flesh
Veneral organs - smirched with sabulous urine
Ropy rectum - bisecred, blotchy innards inbetween
Abreast with those two torsos
Sated of this beefy meal
Finally slobbering her boony mamilla
Embalm the boob with faccal excreta
Grunes cling on the gynaccological chair
Stench of decay creates mortuary flair
After... the room is cleaned up again
Another... woman awaits her bloodshed
But tables are turned now
To an orgy in blood-red
Elegant she emasculates him
Genital dinner with knife & fork
Ketch-up on the severed scrotums
Salacious scrunch his well-proportioned cock
Visceral Evisceration - At the Epicurean Gynaecologist. Τεράστιο έπος!
Help me if you can
It's just that this, this is not the way I'm wired
So could you please,
Help me understand why
You've given in to all these
Reckless dark desires
You're lying to yourself again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it, put it on the faultline
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
Over this. Why do you wanna throw it away like this
Such a mess. I don't want to watch you.
Disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time
What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die
Medicated, drama queen, picture perfect, numb belligerence
Narcissistic, drama queen, craving fame and all its decadence
Lying through your teeth again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it, put it on the fautline
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
Go with this, why do you wanna throw it away like this
Such a mess, I don't wanna watch you...
Disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time
What's your rush now, everyone will have his day to die
They were right about you
They were right about you
Lying to my face again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it put it on the fautline
What'll it take to get it through to you precious
Over this, why do you wanna throw it away like this
Such a mess, come to this, come to this
Disconnect and self destruct, one bullet at a time
What's your hurry, everyone will have his day to die
If you choose to pull the trigger, should your drama prove sincere,
Do it somewhere far away from here
Here I go again
Up and down alone
All my friends went home
Years ago
All my toys are broken and
So am I inside mom
The carnival has closed
Years ago
I'm a little boy
No, I'm a great big man
No, let's be a little boy
For a little while longer
Maybe an hour?
No Steven
you have to go back now
Isn't that our mom calling?
"Steven, Steven,Steven come home!"
Its four in the morning, the end of december
Im writing you now just to see if youre better
New york is cold, but I like where Im living
Theres music on clinton street all through the evening.
I hear that youre building your little house deep in the desert
Youre living for nothing now, I hope youre keeping some kind of record.
Yes, and jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?
Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
Youd been to the station to meet every train
And you came home without lili marlene
And you treated my woman to a flake of your life
And when she came back she was nobodys wife.
Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
Well I see janes awake --
She sends her regards.
And what can I tell you my brother, my killer
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you
Im glad you stood in my way.
If you ever come by here, for jane or for me
Your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free.
Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes
I thought it was there for good so I never tried.
And jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
sincerely, l. Cohen
ti omorfia.
.-Quote:
Originally Posted by hunted by a Freak
Σε έβλεπα πάντα και σε ξόρκιζα αχρείαστη,
σε ένα συρτάρι κρυμμένη κι ανυποψίαστη,
με τάiζαν φόβο και νερό για καιρό μέχρι που μπούχτισα
και μια παγίδα μοναχός μου τότε μου στησα.
Σε ξύπνησα νύχτα και σε λαχτάρισα,
με πήρε αμπάριζα η μανία και τζάμπα ναύλα σου χάρισα
για μεγάλο ταξίδι και σύντομο συνάμα,
θεός να νιώσω για λίγο, σε έκανα τάμα.
Έχεις τελειώσει ζωές και ψυχές,
τις έχεις στείλει ταξίδι πιο πέρα.
Έχεις ανοίξει μεγάλες πληγές,
έχεις στείλει φωτιές και φοβέρα,
είσαι εκδίκηση, είσαι οργή,
έχεις τον άνθρωπο τρελό πατέρα,
έχεις για μάνα την άτυχη γη,
μολυβένια στιγμή σκοτάδι και μέρα.
"To ταξίδι μιας σφαίρας."
Youll take my life but Ill take yours too
Youll fire you musket but Ill run you through
So when your waiting for the next attack
Youd better stand theres no turning back
The bugle sounds as the charge begins
But on this battlefield no one wins
The smell of arcrid smoke and horses breath
As you plunge into a certain death
The horse he sweats with fear we break to run
The mighty roar of the russian guns
And as we race towards the human wall
The screams of pain as my comrades fall
We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
And the russians fire another round
We get so near yet so far away
We wont live to fight another day
We get so close near enough to fight
When a russian gets me in his sights
He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow
A burst of rounds take my horse below
And as I lay there gazing at the sky
My bodys numb and my throat is dry
And as I lay forgotten and alone
Without a tear I draw my parting groan
Τι είναι αυτό είπαμε :?: :P :D
"Tenacity and acumen are privileged spectators of this inhuman show
in which absurity, hope and death carry on their dialogue."
[Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus]
Κ κάπως έτσι ξεκινάει ένας από τους τελιότερους δίσκους στην ιστορια της μουσικής.
Etsi akrivws einai.
αιντε ρε με τα πουστιλικια σας
Slaughter on the Dance Floor
Grave Raper: "Ahah Chainsaw Demon, there's the disco!"
Chainsaw Demon: "Yeah, let's give 'em hell!"
Guard: "Sorry guys, we don't want any metal people in here."
Grave Raper & Chainsaw Demon: "What? What are you saying? What are you saying you fucker?
A T T A C K ! ! ! ! !"
Kill!
We're storming - the disco
You cry in fear
Speed metal warriors
Punishment is here!
Slaughter on the dance floor
You're gonna dance in gore!
Slaughter on the dance floor
This is a big chainsaw!
Slaughter on the dance floor
You fuckin' disco whores!
Slaughter on the dance floor
Holy speed metal war!
Slaughter! Slaughter on the dance floor!
Slaughter! Slaughter with a chainsaw!
Slaughter! Slaughter on the dance floor!
Slaughter! Dancing in your own gore!
Speed metal - is screaming
Right through the air
Disco whores in guts and beer
This is the last they hear!
Slaughter! Slaughter on the dance floor!
Slaughter! Slaughter with a chainsaw!
Slaughter! Slaughter on the dance floor!
Slaughter! Dancing in your own gore!
there lies a dying sparrow
lying still with broken wings
till his eyes close to pass the night
and part the tears
he slips into a dream
see him fly o like an arrow
in the skies he rules as king
though he's never really left the ground
lord you should hear him sing
:touched:
:thumbsup:
Manic depression is touching my soul
I know what I want but I just dont know
How to, go about gettin it
Feeling sweet feeling,
Drops from my fingers, fingers
Manic depression is catchin my soul
Woman so weary, the sweet cause in vain
You make love, you break love
Its all the same
When its, when its over, mama
Music, sweet music
I wish I could caress, caress, caress
Manic depression is a frustrating mess
Well, I think Ill go turn myself off,
And go on down
All the way down
Really aint no use in me hanging around
In your kinda scene
Music, sweet music
I wish I could caress, caress, caress
Manic depression is a frustrating mess
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script for a jester's tear
So here I am once more in the playground of the broken hearts
one more experience, one more entry in a diary, self-penned.
Yet another emotional suicide, overdosed on sentiment and pride.
Too late to say I love you, too late to restage the play
abandoning the relics in my playground of yesterday.
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts
too much, too soon, too far to go, too late to play
the game is over, the game is over.
So here I am once more in the playground of the broken hearts
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts
the game is over.
over.
over.
over.
over.
Yet another emotional suicide, overdosed on sentiment and pride.
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts
the game is over.
Too late to say I love you
too late to restage the play
the game is over.
I act the role in classic style of a martyr carved with twisted smile
to bleed the lyric for this song, to write the rites to right my wrongs
an epitaph to a broken dream, to exercise this silent scream
a scream that's born from sorrow.
I never did write that love song, the words just never seemed to flow
now sad in reflection did I gaze through perfection
and examine the shadows on the other side of morning
and examine the shadows on the other side of morning
promised wedding now a wake
promised wedding now a wake.
The fool escaped from paradise will look over his shoulder and cry,
sit and chew on daffodils and struggle to answer "why?"
as you grow up and leave the playground where you kissed your prince and found your frog
remember the jester that showed you tears, the script for tears.
So I'll hold our peace forever when you wear your bridal gown
in the silence of my shame the mute that sang the sirens' song has gone solo in the game,
I've gone solo in the game, but the game is over.
can you still say you love me?
can you still say you love me ?
can you still say that you love me?
do you love me?
do you love me?
do you love me?
do you love me?
do you love me?
the jester's tear.
can you still say you love me?
can you still say you love me?
can you still say that you love me?
the jester's tears.
3:52-3:58
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cross-reference με τελειότητα σε νότες και ό,τι άλλο σχετικό.
ΛΟΚ.
