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Dalek - "In Midst of Struggle"
In midst of struggle
No movement's subtle
Rely on skilled verbals since none stand eternal
Learned men lose gnosis
Life taken in small doses only lasts equivalent
Attempts discordant
Irreverent exploits resonate blatant
At core, every last statement is ancient
Adjacent actions lack passion
Those easily distracted attract wrath of real factions
Granted breath, so there's your precious gift
Your half-assed attempts landed you in ill predicaments
Indicative of lost wisdom, gained fear
Affected speech and handshakes insincere
Seen through that fraudulent folklore
Frail orators narrate own demise with reverb drenched rhymes
As uncivilized eyes focus on torn moral fabric
Deaf ears fall tuned to static
Like suicide my whisper is tragic
Emphatic applause at minor loss left none to rest on Sabbath.
You take sword and I'll take mic
Words spark revolution at man's twilight
Words granite
Mic flow erratic
These lyrics from gutter Bricks
Lift mist from mind's stagnant
Severed windpipes often cause empires to fall
Calm as angel they'd announce heir to bludgeoned throne
Violent seeds constantly resown
Arsenic laced climate awaits spark to implode
Floodlights shone into tired eyes since youth
Poems honed now retaliate with truth
I seen gods lose honor with each word they chose
Diluted prose formed phrase in three notes
Concealed hope only provokes primal act of called savage
While they sold postcards of hangings
Acts of your Forefathers damning
Got nerve to call darker damaged
When pale skin brought anguish
Made every gun that we brandish
Stole history, culture, music, and all language
Sense panic when brown skin dare speak of sins that all happened
Mad we ain't dancing???
Minimal advancement won't make me passive
Lucid lyricist disciplined like assassin.
You take sword and I'll take mic
Words spark revolution at man's twilight
Words granite
Mic flow erratic
These lyrics from gutter Bricks
Lift mist from mind's stagnant
Metaphor for a missing moment
Pull me into your perfect circle
One womb
One shape
One resolve
Liberate this will
To release us all
Gotta cut away, clear away
Snip away and sever this
Umbilical residue that's
Keeping me from killing you
And from pulling you down with me in here
I can almost hear you scream
Give me
One more medicated peaceful moment
One more medicated peaceful moment
And I don't wanna feel this overwhelming
Hostility
Because I don't wanna feel this overwhelming
Hostility
Gotta cut away Clear away
Snip away and sever this
Umbilical residue
Gotta cut away Clear away
Snip away and sever this
Umbilical residue that's
Keeping me from killing you
Keeping me from killing you
Perfect Circle-Orestes
Gamw ta songz.Quote:
Originally Posted by ChromeBlackFuture
kathe fora pou akouw to disko einai kaluteros apo thn prohgoumenh..plus kaiw karbouno,kati mou thumize to onoma tou en logw user kai to suneidhtopoihsa pro oligou.. :roll:
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ChromeBlackFuture+UmbilicalResidue= :mpazo: :pink: :sex: :tragopapas: :dick:
Έλα στην παρέα μας φαντάρεQuote:
Originally Posted by house_of_low_culture
Κάτσε κι ένα ποτηράκι πάρε
Ξέχνα στρατώνες και σκοπιές
κι από το μπρούσκο της καρδιά μας πιες (δις).
:D
afto akrivws. tipota parapanw.Quote:
Originally Posted by UmbilicalResidue
11 xoreyeis mes sth disco
sta bouzoukia les th vriskw
ligo prin mou dhlwnes rockaki
twra mou dhlwneis xanoumaki
R: Kai kaneis kai zhmies
kai kaneis kai zhmies
kai exeis kai apaithseis
trapezi prwto thes!
Tolis Tsimogiannis
xaxaxaxxaxaxaxaxaxaxaxa kalo
.....You broke the promise and made me realise.
It was all just a lie.....
Within Temptation-Angels kai mhn pei kaneis kamia pipa prin akousei estw auto
Necropethamene s'agapw!
We sail the seas, of negativity
to banish kindness from this place
(Sans scruples, sans humility)
To behold the fierceness of wolves
assailing ye saints thoroughly
(Sans love, sans compassion)
To behold the wails of thine in affright
whilst evil preyeth upon thy hearts
(Sans warmth, sans pity)
To behold a world, darkly astir
rising in madness and mystery
(sans light, sans life)
Would ye not rather fall into pleasant reverie
Than to tremble amidst, this old memory?
Alas for the damned thou art...now ye behold!
Tis the rise of satanic divinity...
Oh we rejoice at the destruction
of all ye have ever lived for...
Hark! as lands tremble, and empires fall
Ye may hear us laugh with sardonic wrath
(tis the voices from the past)
Aye we can not mourn, for
never morrow shall dawn
World without end...
eimai sigouros pws mporeis na tous eksigiseis kiolas!!!
PM me.Quote:
Originally Posted by Amnesiac
