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Stratovarius:
INFINITY:
Mother watch your children
The iron fist of fear is ruling our lives
It's not too late to change the course
We can make this world a better place to be in
How much more do we want until we're satisfied?
What happens when we have what we want?
Acquiring more , still there's never enough
We forget those who really are in need
The end is near, or so they say
Selling peace with guns
Infinity - Where do we go from here?
Infinity - Where do we go from here?
Infinity - Where do we go?
Infinity - Where do we go from here?
Guns spitting (out the) message of peace everywhere
Is it really that we don't care?
See mercenaries of fear selling love
Telling salvation comes from above
Arrogance and fear walking hand in hand
We must see that there's much more to life than this
Mother see your children
Make us understand and help us to find the way
The answers lie inside
They are locked inside to the vault of truth for us It's time
to spread the word around
Be yourself and do what you want to do with your life
Remember, you get just what you give
You reap all what you sow
You are in charge of your own life Infinity...
You make your own way As long as you are here
Find your place in life
Make your dreams come true
There's so much more than this
A million ways to live
Unlock the door
To the universe with love
Free your soul
Fates Warning:
STILL REMAINS:
I had so much to say
But no words to speak
The feelings were strong
But I was only weak
So there we were again
Tragic and absurd
Choking on every line
And every final word
A few pages from an old diary
A dusty shelf, an unread history
All these words and memories
Are all of you that's really left for me
And a fading memory
Can't cloud the pain
When the voice is gone
The words still remains
And the years that fall away
Can't stop the rains
When illusion's gone
The truth still remains
A few lines from life's long soliloquy
A dying voice in one part harmony
All these words and memories
Are all of you that's really left for me
And a fading memory
Can't cloud the pain
When the voice is gone
The words still remains
And the years that fall away
Can't stop the rains
When illusion's gone
The truth still remains
A final moment of clarity
A touch, a look, a last apology
All these words and memories
Are all of you that's left for me
And a fading memory
Can't cloud the pain
When the voice is gone
The words still remains
And the years that fall away
Can't stop the rains
When illusion's gone
The truth still remains
Where is the way
where is direction
the ever open arms
of over protection
Where is the hope
where is laughter
the wild winter dreams
of happy ever after
Deep in the night
Underneath the darkest skies
Searching for some sign or some distant light
Searching yet unheard
Repeating every line
And every final word
They remain, they remain
You still remain
All these words and memories
And everything you were to me
They remain, they remain
You still remain
And here I am again
Tragic and absurd
Repeating every line
And every final word
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Time
(Mason, Waters, Wright, Gilmour)
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.
So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.
Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say.
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Avalanche
(L.Cohen)
I stepped into an avalanche,
It covered up my soul;
When I am not this hunchback that you see,
I sleep beneath the golden hill.
You who wish to conquer pain,
You must learn, learn to serve me well.
You strike my side by accident
As you go down for your gold.
The cripple here that you clothe and feed
Is neither starved nor cold;
He does not ask for your company,
Not at the centre, the centre of the world.
When I am on a pedestal,
You did not raise me there.
Your laws do not compel me
To kneel grotesque and bare.
I myself am the pedestal
For this ugly hump at which you stare.
You who wish to conquer pain,
You must learn what makes me kind;
The crumbs of love that you offer me,
They’re the crumbs I’ve left behind.
Your pain is no credential here,
It’s just the shadow, shadow of my wound.
I have begun to long for you,
I who have no greed;
I have begun to ask for you,
I who have no need.
You say you’ve gone away from me,
But I can feel you when you breathe.
Do not dress in those rags for me,
I know you are not poor;
You don’t love me quite so fiercely now
When you know that you are not sure,
It is your turn, beloved,
It is your flesh that I wear
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foveros o evraios. :thumbsup:
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Einai to translation enos songiou pou m esteile o phoebus.oi stixou imo einai gamhsteroi.
The first word was "dream"
From the middle of sleep
Which secretly accompanies
The darkness in my heart
The second word was "wind"
Directing my journey
From God's arms,
Fanning wings
As if counting
the melting sorrows,
Yet another golden
apple fell
Not even looking at the scenery,
There is the place you're going
With merely a single life,
You struggle to reach that place
An old magic book;
moondrops; the curtain of night--
Only a premonition of meeting someday
We can fly
We have wings
We can touch floating dreams
Call me from so far
Through the wind
In the light
The third word was "hum"..
Caught by straining ears
As I softly release
Your trembling arms.
Thx.
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BATORY - A FINE DAY TO DIE
Orgy of silence
Conspiracy of peace
Only the master
Of the cold northern breeze
Twinsun sink fading
Behind the black lake
Asleep is the mountains
Yet the night is awake
Strange is the night
Now black stars rise
And many moons circle
Through silent the night
Along the black mountainside
Scattered
By the campfires
Awaiting the dawn
Two times a hundred men
In battles
Tried by the steel in the arrow
Axe and the sword
By battle worn hunger torn awaitening
For the sun to break through the cold haze
And for the banners of Ebal to appear
On the hill in the sun's first warm rays
The elder among the men
Looked deep into
The fire and spoke loud with pride
Tomorrow is a fine day to die
Now the morning advance from far east
Now the sun breaks through dustclouds and haze
Now a forest of spears appears on the hill
And the steel shines bright in the sun's first rays
Die
Die
Die
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Danny Joe Brown Band
Edge Of Sundown
On the edge of sundown, a man rode into town
His clothes were old and dirty like the guns he wore low down
And as he rode the people stared, tried to look on him
He's the man who'll take your life, take your life to boothill
Sleeps by day and rides by night
Like a mongrel always lookin' for a fight
Got cold steel a bowie knife, just his way of life
He took no one, no not a sound, stares at the edge of town
Only time that he'll be found, is on the edge of sundown
Take you for your dollars babe, take you for your gold
Make your life so miserable, he's gonna leave you mean and cold
And then he'll head on out, to another town
The only time when he'll be found, is on the edge of sundown
Next time he'll be sundown.
He's a killer and a robber and he'll make you grieve
Shoot you in the back or in your sleep
Got no name or identity
Livin' in the wind, he's free---
:worship: :worship: :worship: :worship:
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Converge - Jane Doe
These floods of you are unforgiving
Pushing passed me spilling through the banks
And I fall
Faster than light and faster than time
That's how memory works
At least in the dark where I'm searching for meaning
When I'm just searching for something
I want out
Out of every ackward day
Out of every tongue tied loss
I want out
Out of the burdening nightsweats
Out of the rising seas of blood
Lost in you like saturday nights
Searching the streets with bedroom eyes
Just dying to be saved
Run on girl, run on.
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Μείωσε λίγο τις τελείες στο sig σου. Χαλάνε την σελίδα.
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Αντιδραση - ελ.ας
Μια κλουβα αραγμενη
στην πλατεια περιμενει
βγαινουν μπατσοι μας βαρανε
διχως τον λογο να ζητανε
τοσα χρονια με πορειες
και με αδικες κηδειες
ολοι οι μπατσοι μας βαρουσαν
στο σκαμνι μας οδηγουσαν
ειναι η αστυνομια που γεμιζει τον εαυτο μας
διχως βια και μανια μας γαμαει το ΕΓΩ μας
ΣΑΝ ΡΟΜΠΟΤ ΕΙΝΑΙ ΟΙ ΜΠΑΤΣΟΙ
ΣΙΓΟΥΡΑ ΟΛΟΙ ΕΙΝΑΙ ΤΣΑΤΣΟΙ
ΜΑ ΑΠΟ ΠΑΝΩ ΤΟΥΣ ΕΙΝ ΑΛΛΟΙ ΟΙ ΦΟΝΙΑΔΕΣ ΟΙ ΜΕΓΑΛΟΙ
ΑΝ ΔΕΝ ΘΕΛΕΙΣ ΜΙΑ ΖΩΗ ΝΑ ΤΟΥΣ ΕΧΕΙΣ ΑΠΟ ΠΑΝΩ
ΚΑΝΕ ΚΑΤΙ ΓΙΑ ΝΑ ΑΛΛΑΞΕΙΣ ΤΗΝ ΣΑΠΙΛΑ ΝΑ ΠΕΤΑΞΕΙΣ
:worship: :worship: :worship: :worship:
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Τα παιδιά κάτω στον κάμπο
δε μιλάνε στον καιρό
μόνο πέφτουν στα ποτάμια
για να πιάσουν το σταυρό.
Τα παιδιά κάτω στον κάμπο
κυνηγούν έναν τρελό
τόνε πνίγουν με τα χέρια
και τον καίνε στο γιαλό.
Έλα κόρη της σελήνης
κόρη του αυγερινού
να χαρίσεις στα παιδιά μας
λίγα χάδια τ’ ουρανού.
Τα παιδιά κάτω στον κάμπο
κυνηγάνε τους αστούς
πετσοκόβουν τα κεφάλια
από εχθρούς κι από πιστούς.
Τα παιδιά κάτω στον κάμπο
κόβουν δεντρολιβανιές
και στολίζουν τα πηγάδια
για να πέσουν μέσα οι νιες.
Τα παιδιά μες στα χωράφια
κοροϊδεύουν τον παπά
του φοράνε όλα τ’ άμφια
και τον πάν’ στην αγορά.
Έλα κόρη της σελήνης
έλα κι άναψε φωτιά
κοίτα τόσα παλικάρια
που κοιμούνται στην ιτιά.
Τα παιδιά δεν έχουν μνήμη
τους προγόνους τους πουλούν
κι ό,τι αρπάξουν δε θα μείνει
γιατί ευθύς μελαγχολούν.
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What's to say, heard you got roughed up
Once again you get left behind
Check yourself, don't get it twisted
Write yourself a formal good-bye
Fuck yourself, don't get it talked up
Got no qualms with taking your life
Quick to judge, quick to get tossed up
Dig yourself a formal good-bye
Suffocate, you're nothing to no one
Suffocate, you're living a lie
Suffocate, now you get nothing
No one left to help for your life
Got no love, get no love for you
No respect for you or your kind
Subjugate, now you got nothing
No one left to help you get by
Strap yourself, don't get it twisted
Kill yourself and that's how you die
Suffocate, you're nothing to no one
Suffocate, you're living a lie
Suffocate, you're nothing to no one
Suffocate, and that's how you die
I'm wasting precious moments trying not to suffocate
Some things aren't meant to be easy
Every muscle pulls the weight
Your face, empty, emotionless and ugly
Stamping, my hope, every single lie
You know, I can't, pull you above the storm
Everything, you got, you're just not who you pretend to be
BITCH
Fuck yourself, don't get it tossed up
Got no qualms with taking your life
Fuck yourself, don't get it twisted
Dig yourself a formal good-bye
I'm wasting precious moments trying not to suffocate
Some things are meant to be easy
Every muscle pulls the weight
Suffocate
Suffocate
Suffocate
etsi psola
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Στα μονοπάτια του καημού
στη γέφυρα του στεναγμού
μ' έκαν' η μάνα μου
Μια φθινοπωρινή βραδιά,
ζωή την κρύα σου καρδιά
είδαν τα μάτια μου
Με κουδουνίστρες πλαστικές
όμορφες και χρωματιστές
με νανουρίζανε
Και τα ματάκια τα μικρά
είδαν του κόσμου τ' αγαθά
και συμφωνήσανε
Ήταν το γάλα μου πικρό
και το νεράκι μου γλυφό
που με μεγάλωνε
Κι απέναντι στη κούνια μου,
η μοίρα η κακούργα μου
και με καμάρωνε
Ήταν το κλάμα μου μουντό
σαν κάτι να 'θελα να πω,
μα δεν με νιώσανε
Μια λυπημένη αναπνοή
για την πουτάνα τη ζωή
που μου χρεώσανε
Έτσι ξεκίνησα λοιπόν, έτσι ξεκίνησα,
δεν με ρωτήσανε ζωή, μα σε συνήθισα
Σαν πληγωμένο αετόπουλο στο χώμα,
ψάχνω τη δύναμη να κρατηθώ ακόμα
Έτσι ξεκίνησα λοιπόν, έτσι ξεκίνησα,
άλλα μου δείξανε και άλλα εγώ αντίκρισα
Θεέ μου κι ας ήξερα ποια μέρα θα πεθάνω
και του θανάτου μου γενέθλια να κάνω
Πάνω σε λάσπες και καρφιά
στ' άδικου κόσμου τη φωτιά πρωτοπερπάτησα
Ισορροπία σταθερή
για να προλάβω τη ζωή,
όμως την πάτησα
Μονό το "α" και το "χ"
στη σχολική μου εποχή
πρωτοσυλλάβισα
Γι αυτό το "αχ" και το "γιατί"
όπου βρεθώ μ' ακολουθεί
κι ας eikosipentarisa
Έτσι περνούσε ο καιρός
και γω στο δρόμο μου σκυφτός
έκανα όνειρα
Έτυχε να 'μαι απ' αυτούς
που κολυμπάνε στους αφρούς
και στα λασπόνερα
Στάζει το αίμα της ψυχής,
σαν τις σταγόνες της βροχής
όμως ποιος νοιάζεται
Και την αόρατη πληγή
που μέσα μου αιμορραγεί
ποιος την μοιράζεται
Έτσι ξεκίνησα λοιπόν...
geia sou re noth arxonta
