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« Reply #795 on: May 02, 2005, 09:06:31 AM » |
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Recently got the Rooster album, pretty damn good music for a group that looks like a boyband...
Rooster - Platinum Blind
Sick and tired of being broke There's no way out, it's such a joke Can't get out of the red, on the bread line Gonna dive in deep, it's the perfect crime
Like a beggar like a thief To get a break's like pulling teeth I could try to make it but they're begging me to borrow Spend, spend, spend like there's no tomorrow
Acting like you're loaded Knowing that you're broke When you got a lot of nothing It can't go up in smoke
Want to go platinum blind Max it out - I'm gonna blow my mind Tear it up - and I just can't win Tired of looking from the outside in Want to lose the plot Spend some money that I aint got, it's a money trap Well it tastes so fine Because you can't see nothing when you're platinum blind
It's not about the finer things Just need that buzz that plastic brings Got to live it up like a rich man Other people's money running through my hands
Pay it off but what's the use Why tighten my belt - feels like a noose Something out of nothing take the rap whenever Cash my cheques at the bank and never never
Acting like you're loaded Knowing that you're broke When you got a lot of nothing It can't go up in smoke
Want to go platinum blind Max it out - I'm gonna blow my mind Tear it up - and I just can't win Tired of looking from the outside in Want to lose the plot Spend some money that I aint got, it's a money trap Well it tastes so fine Because you can't see nothing when you're platinum blind
(Falling)... going to hit the ground (Deeper)... think I'm gonna drown Now im itching, 'cause there's no one else around Got to get another hit 'cause I think I'm coming down
Want to go platinum blind Max it out - I'm gonna blow my mind Tear it up - and I just can't win Tired of looking from the outside in Want to lose the plot Spend some money that I aint got, it's a money trap Well it tastes so fine Because you can't see nothing when you're platinum blind
Platinum blind Max it out - I'm gonna blow my mind Tear it up - and I just can't win Tired of looking from the outside in Want to lose the plot Spend some money that I aint got, it's a money trap Well it tastes so fine Because you can't see nothing when you're platinum blind
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« Reply #796 on: May 08, 2005, 07:24:41 PM » |
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Marduk - The Hangman of Prague
In the gothic splendour of the chapel of Saint Menceslaus. Golden door with seven locks, seven keys within your hand. Ancient crown of Bohemia placed upon your head. Sharpening your spears. The hangman's disciples, vomiting forth death Murderous power, radiate hate, harbinger of suffering. The malignance of malevolence rises beyond benevolence
Smite your foes that they may die, splattering blood across the sky. Architect of genocide in death taking pride. The shape of things to come. The shape of things to come. The shape of things to come. The shape of things to come.
Thousand-eyed Angel of Death armed with flaming sword. Spread your wings, let the killing begin. The hunter becomes the hunted. Hangmen also die. Morningred, morningred shines us to soon be dead. Retaliating from beyond. Killing, bloodspilling, made through carnage. Seas of blood, seas of blood. Morningred, seas of blood.
In the gothic splendour of the chapel of Saint Menceslaus. Golden door with seven locks, seven keys within your hand.
Smite your foes that they may die, splattering blood across the sky. Architect of genocide in death taking pride. The shape of things to come. The shape of things to come. The shape of things to come. The shape of things to come.
Hangmen also die. Morningred, morningred shines us to soon be dead. Retaliating from beyond. Killing, bloodspilling, made through carnage. Seas of blood, seas of blood. Seas of blood, seas of blood.
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« Reply #797 on: May 25, 2005, 02:23:55 PM » |
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New Emancer album arrived this morning. Not bad, ordered it at 10pm on Monday, arrives Wednesday... not bad at all. Oh, yeah. Best new black metal album so far this year.. better than Marduk, damn. The opening track: Emancer - Enter Goddamned CNS. And some lyrics: Emancer - Pallid EyesWelcome to the torture chamber, Where all you cherish is bound to rot, Welcome to the darkest place, Where I am god and you are not, Step into a world where all light slumbers, Where a heart's about to cumble, Where the ice won't melt by normal heat, And the exit is the ultimate defeat, I am the selfish man, You stare at pallid eyes, I am the bitter man, You stare at pallid eyes, I hate to be enslaved, I hate to be in sickbed, I am the selfish man, I hate you, Pallid eyes, You fear the lack of popularity, You feel the need for company, You're acting on your own empty stage, I have no need for you, Walk into the tragedies of mankind, While I enjoy the emerald of mayhem, I am the selfish man, You stare at pallid eyes, I am the bitter man, You stare at pallid eyes, I hate to be enslaved, I hate to be in sickbed, I am the selfish man, I hate you, Pallid eyes.
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« Reply #798 on: June 02, 2005, 09:36:38 AM » |
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Annnnnd, new Nile:
Nile - Lashed to the Slave Stick
Asfetiu. Fiends, Criminals, Slaves, Blasphemers, The word of Ra is against you, Ye are fettered and bound with leather straps, Helpless, Doomed, Wailing in unendurable torment, Lashed to the forked Slave Stick by the neck,
Lashed to the Slave Stick, Abata ankh t khet, Neba t steb tcha, Lashed to the Slave Stick
Ra pronounceth the formulae against thee, The Eye of Horus is prepared to attack thee, Sekhmet uttereth words of flame against thee and pierceth thy breast, You evil deeds have turned against you, You plottings have come upon you, For your abominable acts, You shall be Lashed to the Slave Stick.
Abui. The god who burns the dead, Shall leave you smoldering in exile from the Netherworld, Abati. The gorer, Causes you to howl like a jackal in anguish,
Your doom hath been decreed by Ra, Your unjust and perverse judgements are upon yourselves, The wickedness of your words of cursing are upon you, It is you who hath committed the unnutterable and wrought iniquity in the great hall,
Your corruptible bodies shall be cut to pieces, Your souls shall have no existence, Ye shall never again see Ra as he journyeth in the hidden land, The doom of Ra is upon you, Lashed to the Slave Stick, Abata ankh t khet, Lashed to the Slave Stick, Neba t steb tcha.
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« Reply #799 on: June 02, 2005, 01:18:29 PM » |
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Metallica - The Unforgiven II
Lay beside me, tell me what they've done Speak the words I wanna hear, to make my demons run The door is locked now, but it's open if you're true If you can understand the me, than I can understand the you Lay beside me, under wicked sky The black of day, dark of night, we share this paralyze The door cracks open, but there's no sun shining through Black hearts scarring darkness still, but there's no sun shining through No, there's no sun shining through No, there's no sun shining
What I've felt, what I've known Turn the pages, turn the stone Behind the door Should I open it for you?
Yeah, what I've felt, what I've known Sick and tired, I stand alone Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you Or are you unforgiven too?
Come lay beside me, this won't hurt, I swear She loves me not, she loves me still, but she'll never love again She lay beside me, but she'll be there when I'm gone Black heart scarring darker steel, yes, she'll be there when I'm gone Yes, she'll be there when I'm gone Dead sure she'll be there
What I've felt, what I've known Turn the pages, turn the stone Behind the door Should I open it for you?
Yeah, what I've felt, what I've known Sick and tired, I stand alone Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you Or are you unforgiven too?
Lay beside me, tell me what I've done The door is closed, so are your eyes But now I see the sun, now I see the sun Yes, now I see it
What I've felt, what I've known Turn the pages, turn the stone Behind the door Should I open it for you?
Yeah, what I've felt, what I've known So sick and tired, I stand alone Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits The one who waits for you
Oh, what I've felt, what I've known Turn the pages, turn the stone Behind the door Should I open it for you? So I dub thee unforgiven
Oh, what I've felt Oh, what I've known
I take this key And I bury it in you Because you're unforgiven too
Never free Never me 'cause you're unforgiven too Oh
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Yiff Hunter says: and the last question do u get a sudden eye twicth and shudder wen i say :
CLEAN? RipperRoo says: yes Yiff Hunter says: rite ive declared u imorally peasant like
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« Reply #800 on: June 24, 2005, 06:57:31 PM » |
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Jimi Hendirx - Crosstown Traffic
You jump in front of my car when you, you know all the time that Ninty miles an hour, girl, is the speed I drive You tell me it's alright, you don't mind a little pain You say you just want me to take you for a ride
You're just like crosstown traffic So hard to get through to you Crosstown traffic I don't need to run over you Crosstown traffic All you do is slow me down And I'm tryin' to get on the other side of town
I'm not the only soul who's accused of hit and run Tire tracks all across your back I can see you had your fun But darlin' can't you see my signals turn from green to red And with you I can see a traffic jam straight up ahead
You're just like crosstown traffic So hard to get through to you Crosstown traffic I don't need to run over you Crosstown traffic All you do is slow me down And I got better things on the other side of town Yeah! yeah! Crosstown traffic Look out Look out baby Coming through Crosstown traffic Yeah! look out crosstown traffic yeah look out Look out look out baby crosstown traffic Yeah, look out What's that in the street? Crosstown traffic Yeah, look out Crosstown traffic Yeah look out
Johnny B. Goode
Deep down in Louisiana across the New Orleans Way back up in the woods among the Evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B Goode Who never ever learned to read or write so well But he could play a guitar just like 'aringing a bell
Go Go Go Johnny, go go! Go Johnny, go go! Go Johnny, go go! Go Johnny, go go! Johnny B Goode
He used to carry his guitar in a gunning sack Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track Whoa! The engineer would see him sittin' in the shade Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made The people passing by, they would stop and say, "Oh my, bet that little country boy can play."
Go Go Go Johnny, go go! Go Johnny, go go! Go Johnny, go go! Go Johnny, go go! Johnny B Goode
His mother told him "Someday he will be a man, And You will be a leader of a big ol' band Many people coming from miles around To hear you play your music 'til the sun go down Maybe some day your name will be in lights sayin' 'Johnny B Goode Tonight!'"
Go Go! Go Johnny, go! Go go go Johnny, go! Oh go go Johnny, go! Oh go go Johnny, go! Go! Johnny B Goode
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Yiff Hunter says: and the last question do u get a sudden eye twicth and shudder wen i say :
CLEAN? RipperRoo says: yes Yiff Hunter says: rite ive declared u imorally peasant like
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« Reply #801 on: June 26, 2005, 10:03:02 PM » |
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You'd like Immortal, Chris. Immortal - One By OneAeons ago the legends tell we rode onward, Led astray by the northern chaos gods, Calm before the storm we came from the north, Horses roamed in the open landscapes, The scald sang to their kings, Only he who battle wins, The scald sang to their kings, Let the battle be fought to be won, Tremble with fear for the banner of our kings, Wae now calls heed to the battle, Hear our swords clinging in the wind, Men cast from their saddles horses roar and scream, Descendants of wrath and the kingdoms of fear... The might we possess burns like fire, The will remain in our northern hearts, More scalps to be won - an eye for an eye, Aeons ago the legends tell we rode onward, Led astray by the northern chaos gods, One By One by the northern tribe you fall, One By One die by the strongest of them all, Still there's only greatness sunged to those who fell, Who battled strong to win those wars, One By One we took your lives, Grey mist swirl across the meadows, Where battles once ruled the steps, Where the ancient armours of bone, Are buried and corroded by time, Strong were those who won the war, And the legends tell only of wrath, As brothers of the northern tribes, They guarded the borders of chaos, We leave this battlefields ground, Red were the rivers of blood, Unforgotten by the ones, Born of strength and glory.
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« Reply #802 on: June 27, 2005, 12:18:14 AM » |
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should cradle of filth and emancer ever be in a horrific scientific accident together thats what theyd sound like
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CLEAN? RipperRoo says: yes Yiff Hunter says: rite ive declared u imorally peasant like
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« Reply #803 on: June 27, 2005, 12:51:21 AM » |
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Aha, but Immortal predate both.
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« Reply #804 on: June 27, 2005, 06:50:06 PM » |
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Cantus - Song of Tears Adiemus
4x: sha la
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a mi a ma vei ma sha la ga ma ru sa sha la ka ma ru sa
sha la ga ma ru sa a mi a ma vei ma sha la ka ma ru sa sha la ka ma ru sa
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sha le ka ma ru sa sha le ka ma sa sha le ka ma ru sa sha le ka ma sa sha le ka ma ru sa sha le ka ma sa a...
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ma rus ma sa la te a ma rus ma sa la te a
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sa mei di a sa mei di a sa mei di a ma
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background drone, repeat until end: a mi a mi a mi a a mi a a mi a mi a mi a a mi
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« Reply #805 on: June 27, 2005, 11:30:42 PM » |
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Immortal - Withstand the Fall of Time
Darker and darker skylines of red grew my horizon on the egdes of my vision a giant grimfaced realm... Flaming suns crested the horizon shadows born a cloudless day believers of the rise and set of the moon darkened twilight into night...
Hardening claws of cold tell me we are closer to colder times through the days of bitterness still the thundra lay untouched In the final of that day and all centuries after in eternity and time the same still the thundra lay untouched
Blacker and blacker blinded by shades from centuries behind shadows of a dark that used to be under heavy winters reign... The blackening sky never end as we stand the fall of time yet winds of cold will always blow without tomorrow...
Hardening claws of cold tell me we are closer to colder times through the days of bitterness still the thundra lay untouched In the final of that day and all centuries after in eternity and time the same still the thundra lay untouched
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« Reply #806 on: June 30, 2005, 05:29:05 PM » |
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i saw U2 last night :wub: just absolutely awesome
i managed to sneak into the more expensive area too, i was so proud, i spent ages staking out the exit to find out how they identified who was and wasnt allowed in :rolleyes:
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« Reply #807 on: July 06, 2005, 05:20:13 PM » |
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Darkthrone - Hate Them (Rust)
I come from a land of systematic erasure of optimism and positiveness You don't want to encourage me
Slowly corroding your fortified norm Leaving you bitter, grim and sober
With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you do hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear evoking addiction, limp, severe
It's sin again Like charcoal on flaming nuns Consistence unknown like early black metal
We're born without armor - don't you think I'm watching my back?
With rigid cramp or silent fear I strangle what you hold dear With rigid cramp or silent fear evoke addiction; limp; severe
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« Reply #808 on: July 13, 2005, 12:27:22 AM » |
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I'm going to get into trouble for this one day.
Marduk - Christraping Black Metal
Nailed to the cross while the weak Overcome with grief weep and mourn To pervert the mind of the following sheep sould You scourge was born As a shepherd of the inferior rats You knew what to do But spears and steel of your opponents Could hurt your body too
As the torncrowned jester you enchanted the scum without skill And now the strong ones move in for the kill
Smashing your face Crushing your race Christraping black metal to Satan gives praise
Breaking your bones Scorning your moans Your powers is ceasing with a parting groan
Christraping black metal
The daughters of satan abuses your body And drool in ecstasy when you die While our warriors rips the beard Of your idiot father halls up high
Smashing your face Crushing your race Christraping black metal to Satan gives praise
Spilling your blood Killing your god The ripped and torn angels will bleed like a flood
Your cross shuld stand as a monument For people to fear and obey The evil truth is that your foundation Is a shell made of clay
Scratched and torn by the devilish whores Your filthy carcass will reek Let us ride all the nightmares and fears of the church And perish the holy and weak
Smashing your face Crushing your race Christraping black metal to Satan gives praise
Screams from your soul As it turns black as coal And falls through the pits of the abyss's black hole
The fallen son of god has failed The ending so far away from your goal And the souls of the future witch the light can't deceive Their fate is written in my soul
Smashing your face Crushing your race Christraping black metal to Satan gives praise
Spilling your blood Killing your god The ripped and torn angels will bleed like a flood
Christraping black metal
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« Reply #809 on: July 25, 2005, 11:45:02 AM » |
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Mayhem - Ancient Sin
In these nights of magic Where great pamis obscured By the fantasy dragon made real By the powers of lingering trauma
I looked beyond the dawn of day Beyond the angstridden faces Into the mind captured behind Living the lie of the weakened ones
I captured the moment given I denied the sickening love Turned to the purity of anger I saw myself in the abyss
Complete fullness I now own I return to earth a demonrace Denied by man through ages Now I walk the dying soil
Atrocities turned beauty Machines of torture turned art Beneath your cities I sleep At dawn I weep...
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