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Postby NorkNork » June 26th, 2005, 12:56 pm

Feel free to post the song lyrics to any songs ypu like here. Additionally, post reviews of other people's lyrics or interpretations or ramblings on your own lyrics.
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Postby KronKron » June 27th, 2005, 2:18 pm

Deadly Sinners
by 3 Inches Of Blood
album: Advance And Vanquish (2004)
dont walk the cold and ruthless streets
they drain the life from all they meet
the servants crying underground
smelling mortal blood like hounds
as you crawl the sewer pipes
deadly sinners set to strike
as you walk around the bend
youll be dead right there where you stand
flash of iron, leather, spikes, and swords
mighty warriors with metal on their side
enemies of metal, your death is our reward
triumphant victory when you bring the steel to life
deadly sinners
victory when you bring the steel to life
crushing the light, stalking the night
deadly sinners always win
kill the tyrants endless conquest
with no mercy, straight for his heart
bloodlust will overtake anger and violence
without warning, lightning strikes in the dark
lightning strikes
flash of iron, leather, spikes, and swords
those mighty warriors with metal on their side
enemies of metal, your death is our reward
triumphant victory when you bring the steel to life
deadly sinners
victory when you bring the steel to life
ruling the night, winning the fight
taking it all right to the end
winning the night, ruling the fight
take on last step before you die
ruling the night, winning the fight
taking it to the end
From below the dragon dark comes forth,
Nithhogg flying from Nithafjoll;
The bodies of men on his wings he bears
(Section from the Voluspa)
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Postby NorkNork » June 28th, 2005, 1:08 pm

Battlelore - Raging Goblin

Deadly wardog without fear
Ramming through the battlefields
Mighty heroes and kings of men
Will be dead by this beast, insane
Skin of stone and bones of steel
Shredded bodies and blood will spill
There are no allies there are no mates
When this demon is out in rage
My bestial servants, now go
with hate and destruction
Twelve feet high and weight of stone
Crushing enemies' head and bones
No mercy you get from him
When he's here it's time to kill!
Beast of war with lust for battle
All the enemies' like a helpless cattle
Blades, arrows and hammers of war
All useless and this beast wants more
Olog-hai!
Raging goblin is out from hell
Deadly berserker of chaos and mayhem
With wargutteral and stench of death
he will come and crust your head
Your dead corpse eaten by ghouls
Flesh and brain there's left only bones
Only sun can stop this plague
But in the darkness you can feel his hate
Rage of Goblins!
Black blooded, red eyed and hateful in nature
Dwellers of darkness with lust for blood
They kill for pleasure and without reason
The rage of goblins will crush you down
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Postby KronKron » June 28th, 2005, 8:13 pm

yes, lets have more "kill the orcs" lyrics!
From below the dragon dark comes forth,
Nithhogg flying from Nithafjoll;
The bodies of men on his wings he bears
(Section from the Voluspa)
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Postby Applewoodtree » June 28th, 2005, 8:55 pm

Jethro Tull- A PASSION PLAY

A Passion Play

``Do you still see me even here?''
(The silver cord lies on the ground.)
``And so I'm dead'', the young man said --- over the hill
(not a wish away).
My friends (as one) all stand aligned although their taxis came
too late.
There was / a rush along the Fulham Road.
There was / a hush in the Passion Play.
Such a sense of glowing in the aftermath / ripe with rich attainments
all imagined / sad misdeeds in disarray / the sore thumb screams aloud,
echoing out of the Passion Play.
All the old familiar choruses come crowding in a different key:
Melodies decaying in sweet dissonance.
There was a rush / along the Fulham Road / into the Ever-passion Play.
And who comes here to wish me well?
A sweetly-scented angel fell.
She laid her head upon my disbelief and bathed me with her ever-smile.
And with a howl across the sand I go escorted by a band of gentlemen
in leather bound -- NO-ONE (but someone to be found).
All along the icy wastes there are faces smiling in the gloom.
Roll up roll down,
Feeling unwound? -- step into the viewing room.
The cameras were all around.
We've got you taped -- you're in the play.
Here's your I.D.
(Ideal for identifying one and all.)
Invest your life in the memory bank -- ours the interest and we
thank you.
The ice-cream lady wet her drawers, to see you in the passion play.
take the prize for instant pleasure
captain of the cricket team
public speaking in all weathers
a knighthood from a queen.
All your best friends' telephones never cooled from the heat of your hand.
There's / a line in a front-page story / 13 horses that also-ran.
Climb in your old umbrella.
Does it have a nasty tear in the dome?
But / the rain only gets in sometimes and / the sun never leaves you alone.
Lover of the black and white -- it's your first night.
The Passion Play / goes all the way / spoils your insight.
Tell me / how the baby's made / how the lady's laid / why the old
dog howls in sadness.
And your little sister's immaculate virginity wings away on the bony
shoulders of a young horse named George who stole surreptitiously
into her geography revision.
(The examining body examined her body.)
Actor of the low-high Q, let's hear your view.
Peek at the lines upon your sleeves since your memory won't do.
Tell me / how the baby's graded / how the lady's faded / why the old dogs
howl with madness.
All of this and some of that's the only way to skin the cat.
And now you've lost a skin or two -- you're for us and we for you.
The dressing room is right behind
We've got you taped -- you're in the play.
How does it feel to be in the play?
How does it feel to play the play?
How does it feel to be the play?
Man of passion rise again, we won't cross you out -- for we do love
you like a son -- of that there's no doubt.
Tell us / is it you who are here for our good cheer?
Or / are we here / for the glory / for the story / for the gory satisfaction
of telling you how absolutely awful you really are?
There was / a rush along the Fulham Road.
There was / a hush in the Passion Play.

The Story Of The Hare Who Lost His Spectacles

This is the story of the hare who lost his spectacles.

Owl loved to rest quietly whilst no one was watching. Sitting on a
fence one day, he was surprised when suddenly a kangaroo ran close
by.
Now this may not seem strange, but when Owl overheard Kangaroo whisper
to no one in particular, ``The hare has lost his spectacles,'' well, he
began to wonder.
Presently, the moon appeared from behind a cloud and there, lying on
the grass was hare. In the stream that flowed by the grass -- a
newt. And sitting astride a twig of a bush -- a bee.
Ostensibly motionless, the hare was trembling with excitement, for
without his spectacles he was completely helpless. Where were his
spectacles? Could someone have stolen them? Had he mislaid them? What
was he to do?
Bee wanted to help, and thinking he had the answer began: ``You
probably ate them thinking they were a carrot.''
``No!'' interrupted Owl, who was wise. ``I have good eye-sight, insight,
and foresight. How could an intelligent hare make such a silly
mistake?'' But all this time, Owl had been sitting on the fence,
scowling!
Kangaroo were hopping mad at this sort of talk. She thought herself
far superior in intelligence to the others. She was their leader;
their guru. She had the answer: ``Hare, you must go in search of the
optician.''
But then she realized that Hare was completely helpless without his
spectacles. And so, Kangaroo loudly proclaimed, ``I can't send Hare in
search of anything!''
``You can guru, you can!'' shouted Newt. ``You can send him with Owl.''
But Owl had gone to sleep. Newt knew too much to be stopped by so
small a problem -- ``You can take him in your pouch.'' But alas, Hare
was much too big to fit into Kangaroo's pouch.
All this time, it had been quite plain to hare that the others knew
nothing about spectacles.
As for all their tempting ideas, well Hare didn't care.
The lost spectacles were his own affair.
And after all, Hare did have a spare a-pair.
A-pair.
THE END

We sleep by the ever-bright hole in the door / eat in the corner / talk to the
floor -- cheating the spiders who come to say ``Please'',
(politely).
They bend at the knees.
Well, I'll go to the foot of our stairs.
Old gentlemen talk / of when they were young / of ladies
lost and erring sons.
Lace-covered dandies revel (with friends) pure as the truth --
tied at both ends.
Well I'll go to the foot of our stairs.
Scented cathedral -- spire pointed down.
We pray for souls in Kentish Town.
A delicate hush -- the gods / floating by / wishing us well --
pie in the sky.
God of ages / Lord of Time -- mine is the right to be wrong.
Well I'll go to the foot of our stairs.
Jack rabbit mister spawn a new breed of love-hungry pilgrims
(no bodies to feed).
Show me a good man.
I'll show you the door.
The last hymn is sung and the devil cries ``More.''
Well, I'm all for leaving and that being done, I've put in a request
to take up my turn in that forsaken paradise that calls itself ``Hell'' --
Where no-one has nothing and nothing is
well meaning fool, pick up thy bed and rise up from your gloom smiling.
Give me your hate and do as the loving heathen do.
Colors I've none -- dark or light, red, white or blue.
Cold is my touch (freezing).
Summoned by name -- I am the overseer over you.
Given this command to watch o'er our miserable sphere.
Fallen from grace / called on to bring sun or rain.
Occasional corn from my oversight grew.
Fell with mine angels from a far better place, offering services for
the saving of face.
Now you're here, you may as well admire all whom living has retired
from the benign reconciliation.
Legends were born surrounding mysterious lights seen in the sky
(flashing).
I just / lit a fag then / took my leave in the blink of an eye.
Passionate play -- join round the maypole in dance (primitive
rite) (wrongly).
Summoned by name / I am the overseer / over you.
Flee the icy Lucifer.
Oh he's an awful fellow!
What a mistake!
I didn't take a feather from his pillow.
Here's the everlasting rub: neither am I good or bad.
I'd give up my halo for a horn and the horn for the hat
I once had.
I'm only breathing.
There's life on my ceiling.
The flies there are sleeping quietly.
Twist my right arm in the dark.
I would give two or three for one of those days that never made
impressions on the old score.
I would gladly be a dog barking up the wrong tree.
Everyone's saved -- we're in the grave.
See you there for afternoon tea.
Time for awaking -- the tea lady's / making a brew-up and / baking
new bread.
Pick me up at half past none -- there's / not a moment to lose. There
is / the train on which I came.
On the platform are my old shoes.
Station master rings his bell.
Whistles blow and flags wave.
A little of what you fancy does you good (Or so it should).
I thank everybody for making me welcome.
I'd stay but my wings have just dropped off.
Hail!
Son of kings / make the ever-dying sign / cross your fingers in the
sky for those about to BE.
There am I waiting along the sand.
Cast your sweet spell upon the land and sea.
Magus Perde, take your hand from off the chain.
Loose a wish to still / the rain / the storm about to BE.
Here am I (voyager into life).
Tough are the soles that tread the knife's edge.
Break the circle / stretch the line / call upon the devil.
Bring / the gods / the gods' own fire.
In the conflict revel.
The passengers / upon the ferry crossing / waiting to be born / renew the
pledge of life's long song / rise to the reveille horn.
Animals / queueing at the gate that stands upon the shore / breathe the
ever-burning fire that guards the ever-door.
Man / son of man / buy the flame of ever-life (yours to breathe and
breath the pain of living): living BE!
Here am I!
Roll the stone away from the dark into ever-day.
There was a rush / along the Fulham Road / into the Ever-passion Play.

THE END
Join Me (Not Me, but Danny) and make the world a better better place! It'll be fun! Join Me!!!

You look lovely today, by the way!
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Postby Reg Shoe » June 29th, 2005, 9:46 am

^ you've too much time on your hands son!!!! :shock:
whoisthisdointhissynthetictypeaalphabetapsychadelicfunkin!!!
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Postby Spirit » June 29th, 2005, 10:34 am

"Bring Me To Life"
(feat. Paul McCoy)

How can you see into my eyes like open doors
leading you down into my core
where I’ve become so numb without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere cold
until you find it there and lead it back home

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become

now that I know what I’m without
you can't just leave me
breathe into me and make me real
bring me to life

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become

Bring me to life
(I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside)
Bring me to life

frozen inside without your touch without your love darling only you are the life among the dead

all this time I can't believe I couldn't see
kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
I’ve been sleeping a thousand years it seems
got to open my eyes to everything
without a thought without a voice without a soul
don't let me die here
there must be something more
bring me to life

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become

(Bring me to life)
I’ve been living a lie, there’s nothing inside
(Bring me to life)
Beat me, whip me, call me fluffy--AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!!
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Postby NorkNork » June 29th, 2005, 2:21 pm

HammerFall - The Unforgiving Blade

When the sky is turning black, you fear the dawn
Your inner voice compels you, but you’re all alone
Thy secret sense lies still obscure within your shattered dreams,
and all you can do is scream

Long ago you spoke the words of heresy
Twenty years of running brings back memories
All your wisdom made me seek the truth that lied beyond
my inner dreams

“Follow the one that fell from the crimson skies”
I remember the words, I can never forget your demise

And now your world’s falling down
For all the games that you played
And as your soul’s falling down
You’ll meet The Unforgiving Blade

Should have seen it coming
when you rolled the dice
Deeper and deeper, falling,
away from your paradise

Solo: Stefan

Innocent eyes observing the Crimson Skies,
awaiting for someone to heal the burning lies

And now your world’s falling down
For all the games that you played
And as your soul’s falling down
You’ll meet The Unforgiving Blade

And now your…
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Postby Applewoodtree » July 23rd, 2005, 7:13 pm

I Got Id - Pearl Jam
Time: 4:53
Vedder
From the single "Merkin Ball"

My lips are shaking my nails are bit off.
Been a month since I've heard myself talk.
All the advantage this life's got on me.
Picture a cup in the middle of the sea.

And I fight back in my mind. Never lets me right out.
I got memories. I got ____ so much it don't show.

Oh, I walked the lie when you held me in that night.
I walked the line when you held my hand that night.

On empty shell seem so easy to crack.
Got all these questions. Don't know who I could even ask.
So I'll just lie alone and wait for the dream where I'm not ugly and your looking at me.

And I stay in bed. Oh, in a little while I'll see you.
If just once I could feel love, oh, stare back at me. Yeah.

But I walked the lie when you held me in that night.
Oh, I walked the lie when you held my hand that night.
Oh, I walked the lie when you held me close that night.
I paid the price. Never held you in real life.
My lips are shaking...
Join Me (Not Me, but Danny) and make the world a better better place! It'll be fun! Join Me!!!

You look lovely today, by the way!
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Postby Isil » July 23rd, 2005, 7:44 pm

Petri Laaksonen & Turkka Mali: Täällä Pohjantähden alla

Täällä Pohjantähden alla
korkeimmalla kukkulalla
katson kauas kaukaisuuteen,
tulet uniin uudestaan.
Täällä Pohjantähden alla
taivas täyttyy purppuralla,
siitä suojakseni peiton
minä itselleni saan.

Ja alla Pohjantähden
minä tulen, minä lähden,
ja vain Pohjantähden nähden
itken vuokses kyyneleen.

Täällä Pohjantähden alla
murheita on laulajalla,
täällä kuu kumottava
on myös alakuloinen.
Täällä Pohjantähden alla
hiipii sieluun asti halla
ja tunteet tappamalla
rikki repii sydämen.

Ja alla Pohjantähden
minä tulen, minä lähden,
ja vain Pohjantähden nähden
itken vuokses kyyneleen.


This is a beautiful though quite sad (well thats one of reasons it's beautiful) lovesong, which has also been named as the unofficial second national anthem of Finland. It is palyed among other places and circumstances on an educational film aimed at army recruites when in the beginning of the film are shown all kinds of things in our country which are thought to be worth defending. The funniest thing when we watched the film was that our sublieutenant sang along =D
"Silloin tuuli lumoavan soiton meren takaa toi, kun Muikkunen se kesän poukamassa musisoi..."
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Postby Alephcat » July 23rd, 2005, 9:26 pm

Band: The Sisters Of Mercy
Album: Floodland
Song: Neverland
a fragment

I had a face on the mirror
Ihad a hand on the gun
Ihad a place in the sun and a
Ticket to Syria

I had everything within my reach
I had money and stuff
Each and every call
Toomuch but never enough
Tear it up and watch it fall
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Postby NorkNork » August 3rd, 2005, 5:09 pm

Black Sabbath - Sweet Leaf

Alright Now.
Won't you listen?

When I first met you, didn't realize
I can't forget you, for your surprise
you introduced me, to my mind
And left me wanting, you and your kind

I love you, Oh you know it

My life was empty, forever on a down
Until you took me, showed me around
My life is free now, my life is clear
I love you sweet leaf, though you can't hear

Come on now, try it out

Straight people don't know, what you're about
They put you down and shut you out
you gave to me a new belief
and soon the world will love you sweet leaf
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Postby KronKron » August 5th, 2005, 9:55 am

Meshuggah EP:I Song: I
I - this fractal illusion burning away all structure toward the obscene
I - to cleanse, to purge, to breath eternity and smother all life
Blind-these mortal men of clay, divine in their harassed form
I-this furnace of limitless hate. Bestial, pure

The pendulum swings semi-attached to the center of all
I drug these minds into ruin and contempt-the acid smoke of burning souls

This is an anomaly. Disabled. What is true?
Not destined for incarceration, I crave my nothingness

The illness that they whisper of, is that what makes me fail?
I see through the eyes of the of the blind
Not clear what it is to be this self I dread, the immense, the rabid I am
The cogs turn, grinding away at ceaselessness-willing it to dust

Re-disintegration. Convulse. A dead universe-Impales this twilight
Fear aligns. Sadistic me. Meant to devour. Despair
Sickened by the fact that immortality is not mine to have.

A snail along a straight razor-dividing itself through motion
I charge this feeble product of god
Laughing, drenched in the bile of millions
Chewing on the stinking flesh of the crown of creation

Solitude in splendor has been rivalled
Shroud stained with tarblack vomit
Veiling the rotting eyes of the masses
The strain of armageddon evolves

Shifting through worlds from chaos, to chaos, to chaos
I devour this manure of existence-infertile, barren, whole
Rancid redeemer. Virulent deterioration of faith

Sacrilige in persona. In truth, fundamentally twisted
A witness to this savage carnage. A frenzy of animosity
The will to mutilate. Dominant deviation
The worship of the sick and degenerate will spread

Conception derived from misconceptions
The dimensionless features of truth
Silence in the core of undoing
Untie its knots and set it loose

The inertia of my existence is clear
Permutations of slaughtered worlds
I alone will behold the dying sky
A servant of eternity

Progress finally, emergence of doom complete
Here only to reverse the flow of life
From below the dragon dark comes forth,
Nithhogg flying from Nithafjoll;
The bodies of men on his wings he bears
(Section from the Voluspa)
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Postby NorkNork » August 5th, 2005, 4:56 pm

Bad Religion - Epiphany

A new age of reason
Brain treason to trick the mind
What good is searching
If nothing’s there to find
We arrive at this place
Of no return my brothers
Only to discover that our minds have led us away
So far from the painful truth
Of who we are

What’s right is wrong
What’s come has gone
What’s clear and pure is not so sure
It came to me
All promises become a lie
All that’s benign corrupts in time
The fallacy
Of epiphany

Come forth bear witness
See the profit from your loss
Beg for forgiveness
Only after you tally the cost
We arrive at this place
Of no return my sisters
Only to discover that our values ran us aground
On the shoal in the sea of what
We could be

What’s right is wrong
What’s come has gone
What’s clear and pure is not so sure
It came to me
All promises become a lie
All that’s benign corrupts in time
The fallacy
Of epiphany

If it’s real for me do I have to prove it to you
Why do revelations fade to cold blue untruths
It’s oh so relative
Subservient in total to one’s perspective

What’s right is wrong
What’s come has gone
What’s clear and pure is not so sure
It came to me
All promises become a lie
All that’s benign corrupts in time
The fallacy
Of epiphany
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Postby KronKron » August 5th, 2005, 6:53 pm

Mastodon "Blood and Thunder"

I think that someone is trying to kill me
Infecting my blood and destroying my mind
No man of the flesh could ever stop me
The fight for this fish is a fight to the death

White whale - holy grail

What remorseless emperor commands me
I no longer govern my soul
I am completely immersed in darkness
As I turn my body away from the sun

White whale - holy grail

Split your lungs with blood and thunder
When you see the white whale
Break your backs and crack your oars men
If you wish to prevail

This ivory leg is what propels me
Harpoons thrust in the sky
Aim directly for his crooked brow
And look him straight in the eye

White whale - holy grail
From below the dragon dark comes forth,
Nithhogg flying from Nithafjoll;
The bodies of men on his wings he bears
(Section from the Voluspa)
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