Κιεγαμώ τους Stixoi.

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.

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δεν. υπάρχει. πεθαίνω.
cross-reference με τελειότητα σε νότες και ό,τι άλλο σχετικό.

ΛΟΚ.

:pink:

Diving With Your Hands Bound (Nearly Flying)

Alone with the woods and the moon
Now it's time, I'll be joining you soon
Alone can't still keep her by my side?
Don't run from me, don't hide
Alone I've been searching everywhere
Now I've given up, you and me
Alone...

What have we done
I cannot overcome
What we've become
I cannot overcome

You and I, You and I forever
Stop it now, come let's go

You and I, You and I forever
Forever...

Manes - Vilosophe

When I was 18, you know I fell in love with you
But you were the bitch babe
I guess you'd call it a fatal passion
You try to pull my trigger, always leading my on
Makin' up your own rules, I was always the clown
Times must change now, you'll see it my way
I just can't take it
What you don't know, I must say
I guess we both had a lot to learn,
Uh, huh
You play with fire, you're gonna get burned
Don't call me insane, 'cause that's not my game
Turn your head, you're dead
From a fatal passion
Cross your heart and hope you survive
Fatal passion
You're like a broken picture
A mirrored image I can't see
You tried to lock me up
And you swallowed the key
My mind's been twisted
Time my wounds must heal
Lookin' back in anger
Now you know just how I feel
But tell me where do you draw the line,
Uh, huh
It's time that you realize
Don't call me insane,
'Cause that's not my game
Turn your head, you're dead
You try to pull my trigger, always leading my on
Makin' up your own rules, I was always the clown
I guess we both had a lot to learn,
Uh, huh
You play with fire, you're gonna get burned
Don't call me insane, 'cause that's not my game
Turn your head, you're dead
From a fatal passion
Cross your heart and hope you survive
Fatal passion
Fatal passion
Fatal passion
Fatal passion...


Lita Ford - Fatal passion...

Danzig - Mother

Mother
Tell your children not to walk my way
Tell your children not to hear my words
What they mean
What they say
Mother

Mother
Can you keep them in the dark for life
Can you hide them from the waiting world
Oh mother

Father
Gonna take you daughter out tonight
Gonna show her my world
Oh father

Not about to see your light
But if you wanna find hell with me
I can show you what its like
Till you're bleeding

Not about to see your light
And if you wanna find hell with me
I can show you what it's

Mother
Tell your children not to hold my hand
Tell your children not to undesrstand
Oh mother

Father
Do you wanna bang heads with me
Do you wanna feel everything
Oh father

Not about to see your light
And if you wanna find hell with me
I can show you what it's like
Till you're bleeding

Not about to see your light
And if you wanna find hell with me
I can show you what it's
Yeah

Not about to see your light
But if you wanna find hell with me
I can show you what it's like
Till your bleeding

Not about to see your light
And if you wanna find hell with me
I can show you what it's like
Mother
Yeah

Είναι λογικό να σε κάνει mesmerize τόσο πολύ ένας καλλιτέχνης?

Time is never time at all
You can never ever leave without leaving a piece of youth.
And our lives are forever changed
We will never be the same
The more you change the less you feel.

Believe, believe in me, believe
Believe that life can change
That you're not stuck in vain.
We're not the same, we're different tonight
Tonight, so bright
Tonight

And you know you're never sure
But you're sure you could be right
If you held yourself up to the light
And the embers never fade in your city by the lake
The place where you were born

Believe, believe in me, believe
Believe in the resolute urgency of now
And if you believe there's not a chance tonight
Tonight, so bright
Tonight

We'll crucify the insincere tonight
We'll make things right, we'll feel it all tonight
We'll find a way to offer up the night, tonight
The indescribable moments of your life tonight
The impossible is possible tonight
Believe in me as I believe in you, tonight.
:touched: