no money,no honey
Printable View
no money,no honey
Έλα και θα κάνω έρανο υπέρ σου.. :D :dwink:
Exodus ascend the plane
Exile this medium of bondage far beyond
the myriads of crypts and pyramids beyond the
harpy vultures guarding their tombs
Arcana awaits
Exodus ascend the plane
Exile this medium of bondage far beyond the
the prophecy of tyrant guardians
Traject the esoteric sisters they are mythical
Arcana awaits you
Paint my soul in indigo, and ebony for me
No colour seen in my eyes, none in my eyes
I'm naked in my misery,
Emotions stripped to bone
I see inside the heart of me
It's still not black enough for me
No colour in the heart of me
No colour run in my veins
I hold the black to my breast
It bleeds over me
I can't go on, till I get off
For me it's still not black enough
With darkness gone, my fear is seen
My fear is real, my fear is me
Quote:
Originally Posted by Kalki
Εμ τι δηλαδή;
Near To The Blaze I Wander
Through This Black Night I Ponder
The Edge Of Our Mighty Swords Did Clash
Fallen By Our Axes Helmets Smashed
Glory And Fame Blood Is Our Name
Souls Full Of Thunder Hearts Of Steel
Killers Of Men A Warrior’s Friend
Sworn To Avenge Our Fallen Brothers
To The End
One Day Too I May Fall
I Will Enter Odin’s Hall
I Will Die Sword In Hand
My Name And My Deeds Will Scorch The Land
Glory And Fame Blood Is Our Name
Souls Full Of Thunder Hearts Of Steel
Killers Of Men A Warrior’s Friend
Sworn To Avenge Our Fallen Brothers
Sons Of The Gods
Today We Shall Die
Open Valhalla’s Door
Let The Battle Begin
With Swords In The Wind
Hail Gods Of War
Sons Of Odin We Four
By The Hammer Of Thor
Ride Down From The Sky
Another Is Born Another Shall Fall
This Day Men Will Die
Glory And Fame Blood Is Our Name
Souls Full Of Thunder Hearts Of Steel
Killers Of Men A Warrior’s Friend
Sworn To Avenge Our Fallen Brothers
Sons Of The Gods Today We Shall Die
Open Valhalla’s Door
Let The Battle Begin
With Swords In The Wind
Hail Gods Of War
Sons Of The Gods Today We Shall Die
Open Valhalla’s Door
Let The Battle Begin
With Swords In The Wind
Hail Gods Of War
Let The Battle Begin
With Swords In The Wind
Hail Gods Of War
(Narration):
Onward Into The Heart Of The Battle
Fought The Sons Of Odin
Outnumbered Many Times
Still They Fought On
Blood Poured Forth From Their Wounds
Deep Into The Earth
Vultures Waited For The Broken Shells
That Once Were Bodies
But Odin Alone Would Choose The Day
They Would Enter Valhalla
And In Their Hour Of Need
He Sent Forth Unto Them
The Berserker Rage
Now Gods And Men
They Rose Up From The Ground
Screaming Like Wild Animals
Such Is The Gift Of Absolute Power
No Blade Or Weapon Could Harm Them
They Killed Men And Horses Alike
And All Who Stood Before Them Died That Day
Hail Gods Of War
:dfinger:
ΟΙ ΒΑΣΙΛΙΑΔΕΣ ΕΠΕΣΤΡΕΨΑΝ ΚΑΙ ΘΑ ΜΑΣ ΠΡΗΞΟΥΝ Τ'ΑΡΧΙΔΙΑ ΜΕ ΤΟ ΝΕΟ MANOWAR
Μιλάτε για heavy metal σε ένα metal forum.
Αλήτες.
Μιλήστε για Giant Squid πχ.
Αίσχος. Προδοσία. Φασισμός.
epitelous symfwnoume!!!!!!!1
:pink: :dfinger:Quote:
Originally Posted by Jim Dandy Mangrum
Τι στίχοι, τι ερμηνεία, τι κομμάτι Θεέ μου!
Ο Μητσοτακης.Quote:
Originally Posted by Steel Assassin
Στοιχειωμένη πόρνη πόλη
πριν σου λέω σ’ ακούσαν όλοι
τώρα όμως νιώσαν τη φωτιά.
Στοιχειωμένη πόρνη πόλη
όσοι μοιραστήκαν ρόλοι
χάθηκαν όλοι σε μια νυχτιά.
Στοιχειωμένη Βαβυλώνα
εδώ στο τέλος του αιώνα
τ' όνειρό μου δεν υπάρχει πιά.
Στοιχειωμένη Βαβυλώνα
διάλεξες ένα χειμώνα
τη ντροπή να βάλεις φορεσιά.
Στοιχειωμένη μας μητέρα
ίδια η νύχτα με τη μέρα
εδώ στο σταυροδρόμι των Θεών.
Στοιχειωμένη μας κατάρα
κράτησέ μας μια λαχτάρα
για το φινάλε των ευχών.
Στοιχειωμένη αγκαλιά μας
σου ζητάει η μιλιά μας
άφεση αμαρτιών.
Στοιχειωμένο μας σημάδι
τέλειωσε και το ρημάδι
το κουαρτέτο των στοιχειών.
Στοιχειωμένη Βαβυλώνα.
Φλεβαρης του ’99
-Τι λες,βαρεθηκες; να το κλεισω;
:]
Are you shivering? Are you cold?
Are you bathed in silver or drowned in gold?
This dream's a vitality
With filaments as fine as a spider's web
Pour through your mouth
They pour through your mouth
O river of silver, O river of flowers
I lie down and shiver in your silver river
Out drips the last drop of this vital fluid
Our life has grown weary
The stars have grown old
Are you still shivering?
Are you still cold?
Are you loathsome tonight?
Does your madness shine bright?
Are you loathsome tonight?
In the oceans of the moon
Swimming squidlike and squalid
This bright moon is a liquid
The dark earth is a solid
This is moon music in the light of the moon.
Maybe I'll see you again baby
And maybe I won't
Maybe you've bought your ticket
Gone back to Detroit
Airplanes make strangers of us all
Give us distance
Much too easily.
Jim says some destinies
Should not be delivered
But you and I seen now baby
That still they are
Winning it makes losers of us all
'Cause the dice roll
So indifferently.
CHORUS:
Well, I'll wrap myself in cities I travel
I'll wrap myself in dreams
I'll wrap myself in solitude
("stranger's arms" FOR 3RD CHORUS)
But I wish I could wrap myself
In thee.
Tonight it's hot, without you
Tomorrow'll be cold
Winter will come along
Driven by snow
Love it makes strangers of us all
When we part
Oh so thoughtlessly
CHORUS
Once we breathed the breath
Of sweet surrender
Pure, pure Arab air filled our
Atmosphere
But pride it makes stars of us all
Until we fall
For everyone to see.
