PES TA PES TA NA T'AKOUNE!!!! \m/Quote:
Originally Posted by The_Painless
...kai oxi aparaitita mono alder era vevaia... :wink:
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PES TA PES TA NA T'AKOUNE!!!! \m/Quote:
Originally Posted by The_Painless
...kai oxi aparaitita mono alder era vevaia... :wink:
Yeh, ok, απλώς εγώ τουλάχιστον με αυτούς μπορώ να "ταυτιστώ" περισσότερο, λόγω και της μουσικής.
Argh :(
nai ki egw mono me tin alder era mporw na tautistw.
einai duskolo na koitas ton ka8refti merikes fores...
parte gia na mi milate:
Fates Warning - The Apparition
When the stars are right and you're alone
Take a journey, lock the world tight
Out of your mind.
The hall beckons your presence, the doors
Open wide you're to decide to turn back.
Deep the bowels of this black abyss.
Compelled I just can't resist it, take me
Take me away take me away
I wanna know what's deep within
Take me away
Drawing near someone passes through me,
A silent entity never looking back I won't dare
Evil eyes staring through he walls of stone
As I feared I travel not alone.
Laughter's echoes with the blatant wind
I have passed the threshold deep within me
A voice of thunder said turn back
Tabernacle is forbidden
No mortal dares to enter here
I want to know
Flame is burning center of a fountain yearning, waters
Spring eternal, spiritual water physical fire
Above center is sky, cold neverness
Just vastness filled with stars upon stars
In the four corners of life are the golden mirrors
Reflecting what you are and what you are to be
In the first is a young boy white dove in
His hand, in the second is a warrior in armor
In the third is the old man gold watch
In his hand fourth and last
No reflection at all
No reflection at all
No reflection at all
Waters rise toward physical fire, voice says
Tabernacle is forbidden never looking back I don't dare
If the water touches the flame
Forever in darkness yes I'll remain.
White dove flies from the young boys hand
Through the mirror of the old man, only way out
...respect! :worship:
G
RE KAI ME ARCH RE KALA TA LEEI O THEOS BUTCHAH
na ta
fates warning - GUARDIAN
These walls are stained engraved with pain
You will find them under shadows casting
shame
Some it's all they'll ever know, Angels of
the fortunate sons come and go ... You
may not
Entities pass in the night Guardians and the
Reaper fight the will to live shall win
Mares of hope ride through their dreams
blinding light awakens sleeping dawn it
seems
It was all a dream endless dream
I will wish upon a star I believe in you
And if my will has strayed afar I
rememebered you
Will you remember me
I the one you sentenced Pennance
unabsolved
Answer me save my will have you forgotten
me
Pace the hallway blindman for a million
miles of stars
His mind has seen. think you may he lives
in darkness
We're the dark he's seen the light of dream
Karen's been asleep forever I know she
hears me
She has so much to say, Machine shoots
sparks through
face
Unto my hand, unto my heart
I'm a fire without a flame helpless child
without a name
With broken wings catch me I'm falling
I'm a question with no answer who are
you that takes my life away from me
unveil the bondaries of the black
I had a dream I was you strong as the fire
In your veins then when I called out your
Name I would remain and witness the pain
I am beyond silent black I will be back
As your guardian
Angels in white you have sacrificed witness
and bury the pain
Walk hand and hand with the fear stricken
child
Strengthen the weak and the lame
pillar of pennance and lore
Perpetual journey into the realm the
sovereign servitor
FATES
death to nu metal
\m/
k elega poio na valw to apparition i to guardian!
twra exoume k ta dyo!! :D
Geia sou re Alefante
Eisai palikari
Black Flag - Damaged II
damaged by you. damaged by me. i'm confused. confused. don't wanna be confused. stupid attempts, no conclusions. i'm confused. confused. don't wanna be confused. put the gun to my head and i don't pull. i'm confused. confused. my emotions are bruised. i no longer feel a thing. i no longer want to see. but you can't make me long for your life and security. problems stick, my life drips. feelings cut. stupid feelings. stupid illusions. i'm confused. confused. don't wanna be confused. scars for me to wear. i'm confused. confused. don't wanna be confused. things don't fit. do i care. i'm confused. confused. don't wanna be confused. i no longer feel a thing. i no longer want to see. but you can't make me long for your life and security. problems stick, my life drips. feelings cut.
KOMMATARA
KOMMATARA
a re Henry.. groupara oi black flag...
kai to allo pou leei..
we haveeeeeeeee nothing better to do
just watch tv and have a couple of brew.. epic
GOnidhs-
erxetai nyxta kai eimai monos tpt den mendiafereiiiiii
egw akoma thn zhtaw kai keinh leei pws den me xerei..
kai me pianoun ta klammata pou me monos xaramataa...
anamnhseis fantasmata kih zwh mou xalasmata...
Epishs
Makhs-
den koimamai twra pia ta vradia svinw sto ouiski ta dika sou ta shmadia
gemise h zwh mou me kapnous kai me skotadia
kai swrous apo paketa adeia...
..
Kamia me ton Terlega grapse
Φαντάζομαι το:
Εσύ είχες πάει Σφακιανάκη,
και εγώ κοφτό μακαρονάκι
δεν μετράει ε;
h stixara tou terlegka einai
tha pw tragoudi sthn vroxh na mhn fanei to dakru...
kai meta to peiran oi anathema..
"...τα καρναβάλια ήρθαν κι έφυγαν
κι η ατμόσφαιρά τους πέρασε στα παλιά
τα ρούχα φύγανε απ΄τα κορμιά μας
γυμνά αφήσαμε τα όνειρά μας..."
ΕΚΤΟΣ ΕΛΕΓΧΟΥ - είδα στα μάτια σου
Άραγε θα θυμάται κάποιος το ονομά μας ;
Της ζωής μας τα εξαίσια φεγγάρια ;
Τα πάθη μας , τις λύπες ,τα δεινά μας ;
Άραγε υπήρξαμε ποτέ;Στα ονειρά μας!
ΔΙΑΦΑΝΑ ΚΡΙΝΑ-Τα χρόνια μου ναυάγησαν στις ξέρες σου
My mind is burning.I'm burning.I can't feel you anymore.Have i reached my point?Will i drown in delusion?
theika athlioi stixoi.
gousta Amnesiac :D
My mind is burning.I'm burning.I can't feel you anymore.Have i reached my point?Will i drown in delusion?
bah, athlioi einai. the same goes for their music.
8a to ksanagrapsw akoma mia fora GOUSTA EINAI AUTA .sto katw katw egw tous akouw kai oxi eseis kai emena mou aresoun.sorry kiolas e?
My mind is burning.I'm burning.I can't feel you anymore.Have i reached my point?Will i drown in delusion?
ok gousta!!!
eipe kaneis to antitheto?
Diafana krina xynoun :headbang:
Vanilla is smooth chocolate is kickin' strawberry is sweet all deserve a
hearty lickin' have em all three scoops piled high variety is the spice of
life
Well you can have soft serve and hard sugar cones root beer floats or my
banana split do you like nuts or some sticky whip creme come lick it off
and be my dairy queen
I love the Chilis freaky, uplift, mother's milk, Faith No More, Mike
Patton's voice is smooth as silk, Metallica's music makes me want to rage,
Sting's lyrics have something to say, Jimi Hendrix plays guitar like a no
one else, Black Sabbath, Ozzy's voice is sick as hell, Prince, Fishbone,
NWA these are the things that I like to play
Mr. Bungle is so very cool so don't be an ignorant fool there's so much
music for you to choose so don't just be a metal dude it's cool fool
sacred reich - 31 flavors
gay.
I got a little black book with my poems in
Got a bag with a toothbrush and my comb in
When I'm a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in
I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on
got those swollen hand blues
Got 13 channels of shit on the TV to choose from
I got electric light
and I got second sight
Got amazing powers of observation
and that is how I know
When I try to get through
On the telephone to you
There will be nobody home
I got the obligatory Hendrix perm
and the inevitable pinhole burns
All down the front of my favorite chatin shirt
I got nicotine stains on my fingers
I got a silver spoon in a chain
Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains
I got wild staring eyes
I got a strong urge to fly
But I got nowhere to fly to...
Oooooh babe
When I pick up the phone
There is still nobody home
I got a pair of go-hills boots
And I got fading roots
and you know you're
gonna lie to you
in your own way
know know too well
know the chill
know she breaks
my Siren
NEVER was one
for a prissy girl
coquette
Call in
For an ambulance
Reach high
doesn't mean SHE'S holy
just means
She's got a Cellular handy
almost Brave
almost pregnant
almost in love
"VANILLA"
and you know you're
gonna lie to you
in your own way
Tori Amos - Siren
Gia opoion exei dei to great expectations :)
Giatre paizei na eimai gay?
Skyclad - Men of straw.
I pray that soon the blessed meek their world shall inherit
When all of these bastards are judged by their merits
And called to account for the acts they've commited
The jury their victims - no sins are omitted.
I'd gladly burn these men of straw who beat the weakest hardest
They sow the seeds of misery - let children reap the harvest
The "lowest of the low" are they - not fit to share our planet
They are not men but beasts indeed, so take this beast and hang it.
Suffer the children - unseen and unheard
Who live in the dark closets where skeletons stirred
Behind mental parapets feelings lay hidden
They cried out for nothing - and nothing were given.
Why is it so hard to comprehend
They should not be released to re-offend?
I think instead that they should take the place
Of the animals dissected by this so called "Human Race."
The time has come to take these scum and set a fine example
The only problem is - I fear no punishment is ample
Now I am not a violent man - but it would give me pleasure
To watch these vermin crucified (then kill them at my leisure).
They rob the young of innocence and then show no repentance
We should relieve them of their lives - the crime befits the sentence
Instead set free to hurt again for reasons I can't figure
Just line them all against the wall and let me pull the trigger.
σε περιμένω τ' άλλο καλοκαίρι
και 'χω κρυμμένο στην αμμουδιά έν' αστέρι
σε περιμένω στης αγάπης μου την πλώρη
πόσο σε θέλω μελαχροινό μου αγόρι
ψοφάω.
There’s a look on your face I would like to knock out
See the sin in your grin and the shape of your mouth
All I want is to see you in terrible pain
Though we won’t ever meet I remember your name
Can’t believe you were once just like anyone else
Then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to god I can think of a nice thing to say
But I don’t think I can so fuck you anyway
You are scum, you are scum and I hope that you know
That the cracks in your smile are beginning to show
Now the world needs to see that it’s time you should go
There’s no light in your eyes and your brain is too slow
Can’t believe you were once just like anyone else
Then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to god I can think of a nice thing to say
But I don’t think I can, so fuck you anyway
Bet you sleep like a child with your thumb in your mouth
I could creep up beside put a gun in your mouth
Makes me sick when I hear all the shit that you say
So much crap coming out it must take you all day
There’s a space left in hell with your name on the seat
With a spike in the chair just to make it complete
When you look at yourself do you see what I see
If you do why the fuck are you looking at me
Why the fuck why the fuck are you looking at me
(Repeat x 4)
There’s a time for us all and I think yours has been
Can you please hurry up cos I find you obscene
We can’t wait for the day that you’re never around
When that face isn’t here and you rot underground
Can’t believe you were once just like anyone else
Then you grew and became like the devil himself
Pray to god I can think of a nice thing to say
But I don’t think I can so fuck you anyway
So fuck you anyway (Repeat x 11)
Can you find me soft asylum?I can't take it anymore...
kai apo to idio tragoudi...
All our lives we sweat and save,buildinge fora a shallow grave...
Είναι κάτι όλες οι νύχτες κι όλες οι στιγμές,έτοιμες,γυάλινα βάζα κι άνθρωποι,
που πάνε πίσω πίσω μακριά,παίρνουν φόρα από μακριά,βουτάν με το κεφάλι,τσακίζουν την απόσταση,τα τζάμια,
σκληρό ναρκωτικό η μοναξιά,
ανοίγουνε πανιά και παν και καρφώνονται στα καλώδια ψηλά...
Κατερίνα Γώγου
Actually, olo to soundtrack gamei kai i tainia vevaia :) apo tis agapimenes moy... Love u man! :pink:Quote:
Originally Posted by necropethamenos
Polu pio prin to eixan pei oi A-HA omws.. opote oloi tous antigrafous tous A-HAQuote:
Originally Posted by freak brother
pou btw exei kai gamw tous stixous:
Aha - Crying In The Rain
I'll never let you see
The way my broken heart is hurting me
I've got my pride and I know how to hide
All my sorrow and pain
I'll do my crying in the rain
If I wait for stormy skies
You won't know the rain from the tears in my eyes
You'll never know that I still love you so
Though the heartaches remain
I'll do my crying in the rain
Raindrops falling from heaven
Could never take away my misery
But since we're not together
I pray for stormy weather
To hide these tears I hope you'll never see
Someday when my crying's done
I'm gonna wear a smile and walk in the sun
I may be a fool
But till then, darling, you'll never see me complain
I'll do my crying in the rain
ntaksi tous theikoterous stixous tous exoun oi FIELDS OF THE NEPHILIM KAI MHN AKOUSW KOUVENTA :twisted:
"And There Will Your Heart Be Also"
We must suffer to free our pain
Can you help us to find our way
You're here to stay
Stay here in paradise
I'd end this moment to be with you
Through morphic oceans
I'd lay here with you
Only to stay
Stay here in paradise
Only to stay
So lonely from this maelstrom free are you
From this maelstrom to be with you
axaxa - twra idou pws mporei na ginei i morgana mparouti ...
gia to mpoutso einai girl :P
axaxaxa plaka kanoume :P E ?
*morgy :blaser: rocky*
OK..
A. TO EPOS!
Really don't mind if you sit this one out.
My words but a whisper -- your deafness a SHOUT.
I may make you feel but I can't make you think.
Your sperm's in the gutter -- your love's in the sink.
So you ride yourselves over the fields and
you make all your animal deals and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away in
the tidal destruction
the moral melee.
The elastic retreat rings the close of play as the last wave uncovers
the newfangled way.
But your new shoes are worn at the heels and
your suntan does rapidly peel and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
And the love that I feel is so far away:
I'm a bad dream that I just had today -- and you
shake your head and
say it's a shame.
Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth.
Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole truth.
Spin me down the long ages: let them sing the song.
See there! A son is born -- and we pronounce him fit to fight.
There are black-heads on his shoulders, and he pees himself in the night.
We'll
make a man of him
put him to trade
teach him
to play Monopoly and
to sing in the rain.
The Poet and the painter casting shadows on the water --
as the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea.
The do-er and the thinker: no allowance for the other --
as the failing light illuminates the mercenary's creed.
The home fire burning: the kettle almost boiling --
but the master of the house is far away.
The horses stamping -- their warm breath clouding
in the sharp and frosty morning of the day.
And the poet lifts his pen while the soldier sheaths his sword.
And the youngest of the family is moving with authority.
Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside.
The cattle quietly grazing at the grass down by the river
where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea:
the builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose
and contemplates the milking girl whose offer is his need.
The young men of the household have
all gone into service and
are not to be expected for a year.
The innocent young master -- thoughts moving ever faster --
has formed the plan to change the man he seems.
And the poet sheaths his pen while the soldier lifts his sword.
And the oldest of the family is moving with authority.
Coming from across the sea, he challenges the son who puts him to the run.
What do you do when
the old man's gone -- do you want to be him? And
your real self sings the song.
Do you want to free him?
No one to help you get up steam --
and the whirlpool turns you `way off-beam.
LATER.
I've come down from the upper class to mend your rotten ways.
My father was a man-of-power whom everyone obeyed.
So come on all you criminals!
I've got to put you straight just like I did with my old man --
twenty years too late.
Your bread and water's going cold.
Your hair is too short and neat.
I'll judge you all and make damn sure that no-one judges me.
You curl your toes in fun as you smile at everyone -- you meet the stares.
You're unaware that your doings aren't done.
And you laugh most ruthlessly as you tell us what not to be.
But how are we supposed to see where we should run?
I see you shuffle in the courtroom with
your rings upon your fingers and
your downy little sidies and
your silver-buckle shoes.
Playing at the hard case, you follow the example of the comic-paper idol
who lets you bend the rules.
So!
Come on ye childhood heroes!
Won't you rise up from the pages of your comic-books
your super crooks
and show us all the way.
Well! Make your will and testament. Won't you?
Join your local government.
We'll have Superman for president
let Robin save the day.
You put your bet on number one and it comes up every time.
The other kids have all backed down and they put you first in line.
And so you finally ask yourself just how big you are --
and take your place in a wiser world of bigger motor cars.
And you wonder who to call on.
So! Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday?
And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you though?
They're all resting down in Cornwall --
writing up their memoirs for a paper-back edition
of the Boy Scout Manual.
LATER.
See there! A man born -- and we pronounce him fit for peace.
There's a load lifted from his shoulders with the discovery of his disease.
We'll
take the child from him
put it to the test
teach it
to be a wise man
how to fool the rest.
QUOTE
We will be geared to the average rather than the exceptional
God is an overwhelming responsibility
we walked through the maternity ward and saw 218 babies wearing nylons
cats are on the upgrade
upgrade? Hipgrave. Oh, Mac.
LATER
In the clear white circles of morning wonder,
I take my place with the lord of the hills.
And the blue-eyed soldiers stand slightly discoloured (in neat little rows)
sporting canvas frills.
With their jock-straps pinching, they slouch to attention,
while queueing for sarnies at the office canteen.
Saying -- how's your granny and
good old Ernie: he coughed up a tenner on a premium bond win.
The legends (worded in the ancient tribal hymn) lie cradled
in the seagull's call.
And all the promises they made are ground beneath the sadist's fall.
The poet and the wise man stand behind the gun,
and signal for the crack of dawn.
Light the sun.
Do you believe in the day? Do you?
Believe in the day! The Dawn Creation of the Kings has begun.
Soft Venus (lonely maiden) brings the ageless one.
Do you believe in the day?
The fading hero has returned to the night -- and fully pregnant with the day,
wise men endorse the poet's sight.
Do you believe in the day? Do you? Believe in the day!
Let me tell you the tales of your life of
your love and the cut of the knife
the tireless oppression
the wisdom instilled
the desire to kill or be killed.
Let me sing of the losers who lie in the street as the last bus goes by.
The pavements ar empty: the gutters run red -- while the fool
toasts his god in the sky.
So come all ye young men who are building castles!
Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus.
Mark the precise nature of your fear.
Let me help you pick up your dead as the sins of the father are fed
with
the blood of the fools and
the thoughts of the wise and
from the pan under your bed.
Let me make you a present of song as
the wise man breaks wind and is gone while
the fool with the hour-glass is cooking his goose and
the nursery rhyme winds along.
So! Come all ye young men who are building castles!
Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus.
Mark the precise nature of your fear.
See! The summer lightning casts its bolts upon you
and the hour of judgement draweth near.
Would you be
the fool stood in his suit of armour or
the wiser man who rushes clear.
So! Come on ye childhood heroes!
Won't your rise up from the pages of your comic-books
your super-crooks and
show us all the way.
Well! Make your will and testament.
Won't you? Join your local government.
We'll have Superman for president
let Robin save the day.
So! Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday?
And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you through?
They're all resting down in Cornwall -- writing up their memoirs
for a paper-back edition of the Boy Scout Manual.
OF COURSE
So you ride yourselves over the fields and
you make all your animal deals and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
.... kai genikotera exw polla na xwsw apo Tull... pisteuw oti o Ian exei grapsei the best lyrics ever......
B. O tropos zwhs...
Some things in life are bad,
They can really make you mad,
Other things just make you swear and curse,
When you're chewing your life's gristle
Don't grumble, give a whistle,
And this'll help things turn out for the best,
And.....
Always look on the bright side of life.
[whistling]
Always look on the light side of life.
[whistling]
If life seems jolly rotten,
There's something you've forgotten,
And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing.
When you're feeling in the dumps,
Don't be silly chumps.
Just purse your lips and whistle. That's the thing.
And...
Always look on the bright side of life.
[whistling]
Always look on the right side of life,
[whistling]
For life is quite absurd
And death's the final word.
You must always face the curtain with a bow.
Forget about your sin.
Give the audience a grin.
Enjoy it. It's your last chance, anyhow.
So,...
Always look on the bright side of death,
[whistling]
Just before you draw your terminal breath.
[whistling]
Life's a piece of shit,
When you look at it.
Life's a laugh and death's a joke. It's true.
You'll see it's all a show.
Keep 'em laughing as you go.
Just remember that the last laugh is on you.
And...
Always look on the bright side of life.
[whistling]
Motny Python RULE!!
C. Elladara...
Htan ena mikro paidi kai a3io palikari
gaidarou kwlo filise kai phre ena dekari
oi gkomenes ton ftinana oi filoi ton afhnan
kai afou hde ki aohde ephge sthn a8hna
kai gnwrise enan tupa m'ena xontro moustaki
pou argotera tou hpane pws htan baporaki
m'autos katw den to bale kai brhke allh lush
Rokas phge kai egine kai roufage xasisi!
brhke allh lush, brhke allh lush,
Rokas phge kai egine kai roufage xasisi!
mia mera ton tsakwsane baria mastouromeno
kai mesa sthn psirou ba8ia ton eixane kleismeno
san eide auta kai troma3e to neo palikari
ap' thn a8hna efhge kai spiti phge pali
m'autos mualo den ebale kai gurise sthn fush..
Rokas phge kai egine kai roufage xasisi!
gurise sthn fush, gurise sthn fush,
Rokas phge kai egine kai roufage xasisi!
:smoking: :headbang2:
auta gia twra....
She is waiting to kiss my hand
But she will wait for my command
My chains and collar brought her to her knees
She now is free to please
Woman, be my slave
That's your reason to live
Woman, be my slave
The greatest gift I can give
Woman, be my slave
Before her surrender she had no life
Now she's a slave, not a wife
Her only sorrow is for women who live with lies
She's taken off her disguise
Woman, be my slave
That's your reason to live
Woman, be my slave
The greatest gift I can give
Woman, be my slave
Your body belongs to me
Woman, come here
Remove your garments
Kneel before me
Please me
Woman, be my slave
That's your reason to live
Woman, be my slave
The greatest gift I can give
Woman, be my slave
Den 3erw an to 3anapostare kaneis prin apo mena. Pantws oi stixoi mamane :P
@4vatar 0f Death
Άγγιξες ευαίσθητες χορδές, εύγε νέε μου!
:)
Htan ena mikro paidi kai a3io palikari
gaidarou kwlo filise kai phre ena dekari
oi gkomenes ton ftinana oi filoi ton afhnan
kai afou hde ki aohde ephge sthn a8hna
kai gnwrise enan tupa m'ena xontro moustaki
pou argotera tou hpane pws htan baporaki
m'autos katw den to bale kai brhke allh lush
Rokas phge kai egine kai roufage xasisi!
brhke allh lush, brhke allh lush,
Rokas phge kai egine kai roufage xasisi!
mia mera ton tsakwsane baria mastouromeno
kai mesa sthn psirou ba8ia ton eixane kleismeno
san eide auta kai troma3e to neo palikari
ap' thn a8hna efhge kai spiti phge pali
m'autos mualo den ebale kai gurise sthn fush..
Rokas phge kai egine kai roufage xasisi!
gurise sthn fush, gurise sthn fush,
Rokas phge kai egine kai roufage xasisi!
aggixes xordes evge palikari mou
xixixixi :*
etsi etsi!!! :headbang:
na 8umountai oi palioi kai na ma8enoun oi neo...
y.g. @ marianna me poio apo ta 3 tis a3ixa na 3erw?i
