αφού διάβασα τους στίχους του ξύπνα θανάση τίποτα άλλο δε μου κάνει αίσθηση πια. ήρθε το τέλος
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αφού διάβασα τους στίχους του ξύπνα θανάση τίποτα άλλο δε μου κάνει αίσθηση πια. ήρθε το τέλος
λοιπόν, σκασμός.
And who by fire, who by water,
Who in the sunshine, who in the night time,
Who by high ordeal, who by common trial,
Who in your merry merry month of may,
Who by very slow decay,
And who..., who shall I say is calling?
And who in her lonely slip, who by barbiturate,
Who in these realms of love, who by something blunt,
And who by avalanche, who by powder,
Who for his greed, who for his hunger,
And who..., who shall I say is calling?
And who by brave assent, who by accident,
Who in solitude, who in this mirror,
Who by his lady's command, who by his own hand,
Who in mortal chains, who in power,
And who..., who shall I say is calling?
And who..., who shall I say is calling?
And who by fire, who by water,
Who in the sunshine, who in the night time,
Who by high ordeal, who by common trial,
Who in your merry merry month of may,
Who by very slow decay,
And who..., who shall I say is calling?
And who..., who shall I say is calling?
leonard cohen - who by fire
ωραίος ace!
my heart holds no regrets,
I wouldn't change a thing.
:|
Sur l'autre rive j'attendrai
Des années durant
Avec l'espoir de revoir un jour
Ton éternel visage d'enfant
Dont les étranges yeux argentés
Trahissent l'âge et la sagesse.
Navigue longuement par-delà la brume
Pour regagner les abords de Pays Lumineux
Abandonnant les malheurs des vies passées
Les sourires timides et douloureux. :|
The Obsessed - Endless Circles
Eleven years, one hundred tears,
those dreaming lies - so clear.
Three decades, different eyes,
make a place in your skies.
Endless as it's been for centuries.
Like the wind, the stormy seas.
Why must we want - what we can't have?
Giving's better-
just a simple laugh.
Take the bad with the good.
I can't change my ways-
I wish I could.
Endless as it's been for centuries.
Like the wind, the stormy seas.
Circles... so endless,
or is it just our destiny?
I've got a black cloud following me
no man ever seen the face of his foe, no
he ain't made of flesh & bone
he's the one who sits up close beside you girl
an' when he's there you are alone
every man is evil yes an every man a l-l-liar
unashamed with the wicked tongues singin'
in the black soul choir
ooooh
ooooooooooh
ooooooooooooooooh
he rises in my way
no man ever seen the face of my Lord no
not since he left his skin
he's the one you keep cold on the outside girl
he's at your door let him in
every man is evil yes an every man a l-l-liar
unashamed with the wicked tongues singin'
in the black soul choir
ooooh
ooooooooooh
ooooooooooooooooh
he rises in my way
i will forgive your wrongs
yes, i am able
an' for my own I feel great shame
i would offer up a brick to the back of your head boy
if I were Cain
every man is evil yes an every man a l-l-liar
unashamed with the wicked tongues singin'
in the black soul choir
ooooh
ooooooooooh
ooooooooooooooooh
he rises in my way
16 horsepower - black soul choir
Diss του Vinnie Paz στον μεγαλύτερο αδερφό του :headbang2:
1988, pops died, middle of the night
Forty-six years old, middle of his life
My mother ain't have a job, poppy was on his grind
And we ain't got no money, so she lose her fuckin' mind
Lenny helped out, and that was real
But he had a little daughter to raise, and that's the deal
My other brother, I won't mention his fuckin' name
'Cause he ain't worthy of my bitterness or fuckin' pain
Me and my mother, all we needed was some love
And my brother, all he needed was his drugs
How could you look at us with a job, we was poor
It's your mother birthday, you don't give her a call?
You have two nephews and a beautiful niece
But they don't think of you as Uncle, they think you deceased
I'm so fuckin' mad that I got a slug for you
But Mommy raised me better, I got love for you
Έλα μωρή Army Of The Pharaohs!! :headbang:
Από τα λίγα verses του Vinnie που γουστάρω.
Αυτό και το I who have nothing που όταν το 'χα ακούσει είχα μείνει έτσι -> :oh:
Παραμένοντας πάντα στο μέταλ πνεύμα του φόρουμ:
'Cause everybody knows
If you don't mind your mother's words
A wicked wind will blow
Your ribbons from your curls
Ντησέμπεριστς - Σάνκηλ Μπούτσερς
I guess after that sex change you 're not the man now/
cut off your arms, you 're the best mc hands down :dfinger:
(εδώ οι μαίταλ φανς μπορούν να βάλουν σίνγκερ αντί για εμσί)
Bloody smoke
Foggy smoke
Beginnings and endings...
There's a heart of the world
In the bowed bony Burren
There's a trip-hole to her heart
In soaring SnÔfellsness
And the crack of the world
The moist ruddy lips of her
Thee slit of the mother fallen
Sliced from the stars
By the slicing discus
At Kamarupa
From her mouth at the end
Of the worlds
From her mouth at the end
Of the times
The shapes that form the ends
Of the wheelings
The forces that shape the forms
Of the breaths
That cover the clouds
Of the green world's last dancings
Flicker forth like spring-heeled jackals
All laughing and bloody and wrathful
And peaceful and shining and pallid
And burning and liquid and sadness
And joy
(Mansour is smiling teethly at the stars
John sits on the stairs with me
His eyes are shining -
Mother - come to me)
Little lovely licking tongues of fire
Smiling and slyly emerge from the stones
The air is now very very viscous
In the distance Sunday children play pipes
The air is now very violent
Birds do not fill the air
Laughing does not fill the air
No bodies fill the air
But the sun filters slowly through the air
As if it has turned to sticky sweet mud
All flowers die
Except for some few
A chain of burning bloody flowers
Follow my eyes crying tears
(Lilith is smiling at the corpse of a cow
And in that corpsey cow
The corpse of another
And so on and so on
And perhaps forever
If times were not folding and falling
Over each other
And so on and so on and so on
And certainly endless)
Mene mene tekel upharsin
We have been weighed and lost
We have been weighed and lost
(I slept I dreamt I dreamed a dream:
London bright fires smiling and burning
Light roads road through the starlacked night
Many dark suns are falling falling down
London Bridge is destroyed)
In my mind pigs and rubble gnaw
In the dark heights and hearts of Albion
Shudderings in the heart
Cruelty in the heart
And this is over
All over now
In Kamarupa
My eyes my mind spinning
Spinning back and forth
Eyes in London
Mind in a hole
Oh they come they come
They run out
Fleeing from what
They come out running
Running
Great Babylon has fallen fallen fallen
Jerusalem has fallen fallen fallen
The great great beast
Is dead dead dead dead
Simon Simon is dead dead dead dead
And some other bleeding children
Are smiling
They're dead in the rubble
They're dead dead dead dead
And Mercury rises
And Mercury falls
And how dead dead dead dead
Dead dead are you
Summertime
When the living is easy
Summertime
When the dying is easy
The world shudders on
Black tree against a bruised blue sky
The fairground is all shabby and silent
Red sky at night
Red sky at night
Danger
Christ is crying
Christ's tears leaving
His heart and night
All the many faces we have worn
All the many faces we have borne
And dead dead dead dead dead dead
Dead dead dead dead dead are we
Though once I thought
Oh once I read
The hidden god plays hide and seek
Whilst others still run from him
From the world's stomach
The goddies emerge
And who comes to judge us
And who comes to push us
The bloody master
Is bloody dead dead dead
And who comes to strike us
And who comes to hold us
Where is his colour
Where is her cover
And What is her nature
And where does he shine from
(Broken birds move through the air -
They all drink blood)
When Christ smiles his smile is broken
Holly ivy old dead trees
Dead dead dead
Holy and ivy dead dead dead dead
Dead dead dead dead
Dead dead dead dead
Rainbow lovely arc lovely lights
Dead dead dead dead
Horn stag cross meets hunter
Dead dead dead dead
(Oh Saint Eustace ora pro nobis)
Old woman old woman old woman
Old and dead dead dead dead
Now no summers left
This side of boxwood
Crosses broken in my midsummer
The south is dying
The north is dying
The west is dying
The east is dying
There are four corners to the world she said
And every one
Is dead dead dead dead
Dead dead dead dead
Dead dead dead dead dead
Dead dead dead dead
Dead dead dead dead dead
And all the planets
They're dead dead dead dead
And all my heart
Is dead dead dead dead
Dead dead dead dead dead dead dead
Dead dead dead dead dead dead dead
It's all dead dead dead
random τραγούδι, θα μπορούσε να μπει όλο το άλμπουμ
Hands locked in darkness - a nocturnal greeting
We flutter like moths round the brazier's flame
Shrouded in shadow - our clandestine meeting
Here where past and present are one and the same.
No-one dies in Cardboard City
Faces only fade away
Eat your pride and take their pity
Fight to live another day.
And did those feet in ancient times
Walk bare upon these lonely streets like mine?
Does God watch us from that penthouse high above
His children down below who live on air and love?
Wrapped in old headlines beneath this shop awning
I shiver in silence and wait for the morning.
No-one cries in Cardboard City
That would be a waste of tears
Eat your pride and take their pity
Like you have so many years.
Youth of our nation - A lost generation
Like lepers we march to the chimes of Big Ben.
Exiled and rejected by powers elected
Our cries from the gutter don't reach number ten.
Give us this day our daily bread
Before the headlines read "bring out your dead."
Chip-wrapper flowers are blown onto this cardboard grave
My spray paint epitaph upon the wall it says...
"Here lies the bones of some poor homeless vagrant
He died as he lived, in the shit on the pavement."
No-one dies in Cardboard City
Faces only fade away
Eat your pride and take their pity
Fight to live another day.
No-one cries in Cardboard City
That would be a waste of tears
Eat your pride and take their pity
Like you have so many years.
Skyclad - Cardboard City
Like the Snake in Eden, only more slippery & deceitful
You're poison girl!
I could've swallowed you...
Seeking the proximity; to be under your flesh,
Flower of flesh and blood, I wanted to be your blooming
I felt empty the minute you walked away from me...
Right now;
I miss just everything about her,
The fragrance all around her neck,
The way she moves, fuck yeah,
Those tight panties...
I can't wait to strip you down!
You're a monument of aesthetic,
Instead of glorifying (you), I'll re-arrange your pretty smile
An icon to be adorned, you make me sick!
With a rusty cleaver, I'll be the new Da Vinci
Whore, Poisonous, Wine, Strychnine!
You please yourself in the collecting of wrecks of men
Who've fallen under your charms.
Between these luscious legs, a graveyard,
Has became quite a populous Nation
But I simply won't give in,
As I have seen beyond the cruelty of your looks,
Risen from the ashes of my love life,
I aim to see you suffer...
And I desecrate everything that has been given...
To you, as natural weapons, against my will
Weapons that you so skilfully use everyday, you call this justice?
To be the one, that will show you that tomorrow's morning glory is gonna be tainted
And simply won't happen, ever again
As sunrise is no more,
And so are you!
