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« Reply #405 on: January 27, 2004, 05:58:46 PM » |
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thats not actually that fast seeing as i can play 412+bpm and my dad would thrash that
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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 #406 on: January 27, 2004, 05:59:54 PM » |
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You can play at 7 beats per second for 2 minutes straight?
Without dying?
This is where I flip you off and we move on with our lives. Yes it is that fast; You've listened to stuff by Mithras.
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« Reply #407 on: January 27, 2004, 06:03:04 PM » |
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hell no, i get thumb and forearm cramp afterwards in my right arm but...2 mins? mite be able to do it
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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 #408 on: January 27, 2004, 06:10:34 PM » |
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Heh... good luck. I would give you a tab if I could find one.
Death - Symbolic
I don't mean to dwell But I can't help myself When I feel the vibe And taste a memory Of a time in life When years seemed to stand still
I close my eyes And sink within myself Relive the gift of precious memories In need of a fix called innocence
When did it begin? The change to come was undetectable The open wounds expose the importance of Our innocence A high that can never be bought or sold
Symbolic acts - so vivid Yet at the same time Were invisible
Savor what you feel and what you see Things that may not seem important now But may be tomorrow
Do you remember when Things seemed so eternal? Heroes were so real... Their magic frozen in time The only way to learn Is be aware and hold on tight
I close my eyes And sink within myself Relive the gift of precious memories In need of a fix called innocence
When did it begin? The change to come was undetectable The open wounds expose the importance of Our innocence A high that can never be bought or sold
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« Reply #409 on: January 28, 2004, 03:50:30 AM » |
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Seether~"Fine Again"
It seems like every day’s the same and I’m left to discover on my own It seems like everything is gray and there’s no color to behold They say it’s over and I’m fine again, yeah Try to stay sober feels like I’m dying here
And I am aware now of how everything’s gonna be fine one day Too late, I’m in hell I am prepared now, seems everyone’s gonna be fine One day too late, just as well
I feel the dream in me expire and there’s no one left to blame it on I hear you label me a liar ‘cause I can’t seem to get this through You say it’s over, I can sigh again, yeah Why try to stay sober when I’m dying here
And I am aware now of how everything’s gonna be fine one day Too late, I’m in hell I am prepared now, seems everyone’s gonna be fine One day too late; just as well
And I’m not scared now. I must assure you, you’re never gonna get away And I’m not scared now. And I’m not scared now. No…
I am aware now of how everything’s gonna be fine one day Too late, I’m in hell I am prepared now seems everyone’s gonna be fine One day too late, just as well I am prepared now, seems everything’s gonna be fine for me For me; for myself. For me, for me, for myself For me, for me, for myself
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« Reply #410 on: January 28, 2004, 06:24:29 PM » |
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Death - Spirit Crusher
It comes from the depths of a place unknown to the keeper of dreams if it could then it would steal the sun and the moon from the sky beware
Human at sight, monster at heart don't let it inside it could tear you right apart
No guilt, it feeds in plain sight Spirit Crusher Stay strong and hold on tight Spirit Crusher
Speaking in killing words
The vicious kind that crush and kill no mercy, its pleasure to taste The blood that it bled.
When it's time to feed to fulfill the need to consume a breath some will rise standing tall breathing out all the breath from the voice of a soul.
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« Reply #411 on: January 28, 2004, 06:27:57 PM » |
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smashing pumpkins - bullet with butterfly wings
the world is a vampire, sent to drain secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames and what do i get, for my pain betrayed desires, and a piece of the game
even though i know-i suppose i'll show all my cool and cold-like old job
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage then someone will say what is lost can never be saved despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
now i'm naked, nothing but an animal but can you fake it, for just one more show and what do you want, i want to change and what have you got when you feel the same
even though i know-i suppose i'll show all my cool and cold-like old job
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage then someone will say what is lost can never be saved despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
tell me i'm the only one tell me there's no other one jesus was an only son tell me i'm the chosen one jesus was an only son for you
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage and i still believe that i cannot be saved
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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 #412 on: January 29, 2004, 12:43:20 AM » |
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A traditional poem/thingy as a Metal song... odd. :ph34r: Hear the rime of the Ancient Mariner See his eyes as he stops one of three Mesmerises one of the wedding guests Stay here and listen to the nightmares of the sea.
And the music plays on, as the bride passes by Caught by his spell and the Mariner tells his tale.
Driven south to the land of the snow and ice To a place where nobody's been Through the snow fog flies on the albatross Hailed in God's name, hoping good luck it brings.
And the ship sails on, back to the north Through the fog and ice and the albatross follows on
The mariner kills the bird of good omen His shipmates cry against what he's done But when the fog clears, they justify him And make themselves part of the crime.
Sailing on and on and North across the sea Sailing on and on and North 'til all is calm.
The albatross begins with its vengeance A terrible curse a thirst has begun His shipmates blame the bad luck on the Mariner About his neck, the dead bird is hung.
And the curse goes on and on and on at sea, And the thirst goes on and on for them and me.
"Day after day, day after day, we stuck nor breath nor motion As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean Water, water everywhere and all the boards did shrink Water, water everywhere nor any drop to drink."
There, calls the Mariner, there comes a ship over the line But how can she sail with no wind in her sails and no tide.
See...onward she comes Onward she nears, out of the sun See...she has no crew She has no life, wait but there's two
Death and she life in Death, they throw their dice for the crew She wins the Mariner and he belongs to her now. Then...crew one by one They drop down dead, two hundred men She...She, Life in Death, She lets him live, her chosen one.
"One after one by the star dogged moon, too quick for groan or sigh each turned his face with a ghastly pang, and cursed me with his eye four times fifty living men (and I heard nor sigh nor groan), with heavy thump, a lifeless lump, they dropped down one by one."
The curse it lives on in their eyes The Mariner he wished he'd die Along with the sea creatres But they lived on, so did he.
And by the light of the moon He prays for their beauty not doom With heart he blesses them God's creatures all of them too
Then the spell starts to break The albatross falls from his neck Sinks down like lead into the sea Then down in falls comes the rain.
Hear the groans of the long dead seamen See them stir and they start to rise Bodies lifted by good spirits None of them speak and they're lifeless in their eyes.
And revenge is still sought, penance starts again Cast into a trance and the nightmare carries on.
Now the curse is finally lifted And the Mariner sights his home Spirits go from the long dead bodies Form their own light and the Mariner's left alone.
And then a boat came sailing towards him It was a joy he could not believe The pilots boat, his son and the hermit. Penance of life will fall onto Him.
And the ship sinks like lead into the sea And the hermit shrieves the Mariner of his sins.
The Mariner's bound to tell of his story To tell his tale wherever he goes To teach God's word by his own example That we must love all things that God made.
And the wedding guest's a sad and wiser man And the tale goes on and on and on.
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Till shade is gone, till water is gone, into the Shadow with teeth bared, screaming defiance with the last breath, to spit in the Sightblinder's eye on the Last Day.
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« Reply #413 on: January 29, 2004, 07:22:52 AM » |
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Gangsta Nation
[Ice Cube] Consider this an invitation, to my Gangsta Nation
[Nate Dogg] Na na na na na na na na (Westside) Na na na na na na na na (ohh ohh) Na na na na na na na na (what what) Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na (yeah yeah) Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na
This day right here is really rough These girls out here about the bucks These fools out here afraid to bust I have no fear, afraid of what And in five beers I'm comin' up Fools talk real loud but don't run up When we come through they run and duck We still right here don't fresh your luck
[W.C.] Homey I'm tired of the cowards parkin like this walkin like this From the concrete when they chalkin' like this And there he goes and a trick pose and a throw back Holdin' a gack ain't gonna bust and know that It's a dub ass C thang dub C brain And we don't kick it but bust it and kaki jeans strains I'm done movin I'm clearin the crowd It's the who bangin bandana cri-mi-ni-mi-nal The ori-gi-nal
[Mack 10] Evacuate the building look here come a plane No, it's the big bad Westside Connect Gang And bump what you plain homey this who bang With enough game to drive a swear broad insane And we number one gunners no we ain't stunners It's real with us partna, dealers and drug runners And Mack need a ? in a H2 Hummer Lookin hotter than the South Central L.A. summer Let's go
[Nate Dogg] This day right here is really rough These girls out here about the bucks These fools out here afraid to bust I have no fear, afraid of what And in five beers I'm comin' up Fools talk real loud but don't run up When we come through they run and duck We still right here don't fresh your luck
[Ice Cube] What the hell is Ice Cube talkin about That's how you get these here parked in you mouth Westside ride trick, the same old spit I don't conversate with chicks I ain't goin hit I don't holla at these pros that sing like Ashante Body like Beyonce, face like Andre (uhhh) You kinda ?? But I'm with so my Andre got to be bomb rate
[W.C.] Have you seen us, naw Haters can't see us Connect Gang we the G'est nigga Countless calls and countless charges Street niggas makin blunts out of Cuban cigars Big by the linnas sip notic by the liters With a flock of pros on us cause the cronic is the greenest And to my G's incarcerated and on probation I'ma stay bagin for the whole G Nation nigga
[Nate Dogg] This day right here is really rough These girls out here about the bucks These fools out here afraid to bust I have no fear, afraid of what And in five beers I'm comin' up Fools talk real loud but don't run up When we come through they run and duck We still right here don't fresh your luck
[Mack 10] It's a Gangsta Nation if you in you a G And the whole world influence by the b in the sea Now tell the truth rappers you don't bow like me Cause I'm really from the gang ya'll is industry And while I'm servin up and comin young hustlas and gluckas Bangin for the hood causin havic and ruckus You fools actin label kissin up like suckas And your trick solder down when you pee lil bustas
[Ice Cube] One thing I do know I ain't the uno Big puno rap sumo on pruno (you know) I'd like to thank the congregation In my affiliation to the Gangsta Nation I'm hard on them, yeah I'm ruthless You like a stress sac, boy you useless You know the side trick, better get up on it Cause it must be a single with Nate Dogg singin on it
[Mack 10] Look check this out man We got a Gangsta Nation goin down over here So ya'll might as well bow down And join this Westside thang man Cause once you get with this Partna you as G as can be Believe that homeboy It's like that Fred Red, what I'd tell you homey It ain't a hit till Nate Dogg spit
[Nate Dogg (Ice Cube)] This day right here is really rough These girls out here about the bucks These fools out here afraid to bust I have no fear, afraid of what And in five beers I'm comin' up Fools talk real loud but don't run up When we come through they run and duck We still right here don't fresh your luck
Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na (Consider this an invitation, to my Gangsta Nation) Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na na na na
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« Reply #414 on: January 29, 2004, 05:22:50 PM » |
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Zyklon - An Eclectic Manner
Symbolical and sheeting, in an eclectic manner, Institutional monotheism holds the banner Martial and creed; You think they will provide anything you need?
You reckon it's diversity? As time passes it will turn into canonical unity Scripture and doctrines, hollow as it must be The sole individual yearns to be free
A constant grip on all the illustrious worlds You can literally feel how the snake curls Why don't take and institutional decision And presents God's full petition?
Symbolical and sheeting, in an eclectic manner, Institutional monotheism holds the banner Martial and creed; You think they will provide anything you need?
Red Harvest - God-tech
In A World Controlled By Machines Humans Identify With Machines Rather Than Regaining Control Over Their Lives
Godtech The Next Step In Evolution A Superior Being, Using Human Plants As Sensory Organs... It's The End Of The World As We Know It...
Digital Life Bio-mechanical Hell Transhuman Express This Is Where You Cry Out
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« Reply #415 on: January 31, 2004, 01:09:04 PM » |
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a perfect circle - The Package
Clever got me this far Then tricky got me in I am what I'm after I don't need another friend Smile and drop the cliche 'Till you think I'm listening I take just what I came for Then I'm out the door again
Peripheral long the package Don't care to settle in Time to feed the monster I don't need another friend Comfort is a mystery Crawling out of my own skin Just give me what I came for, then I'm out the door again
Lie to get what I came for Lie to get just what I need Lie to get what I crave Lie and smile to get what's mine
I am what I'm after I don't need another friend Nod and watch your lips move If you need me to pretend Because clever got me this far Then tricky got me in I'll take just what I came for Then I'm out the door again
Lie to get what I came for Lie to get what I need now Lie to get what I'm craving Lie and smile to get what's mine
Give this to me Mine, mine, mine Take what's mine Mine, mine, mine Take what's mine Mine, mine, mine
Lie to get what I came for Lie to get what I need now Lie to get what I'm craving Lie to smile and get what's mine
Give this to me Take what's mine Mine, mine, mine Take what's mine Give this to me
Take what's mine, take what's mine, mine... Take what's mine, take what's mine, take what's mine, This is mine, mine, mine
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« Reply #416 on: February 01, 2004, 12:30:12 AM » |
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Fields of Athenry Written by Pete St. John
By a lonely prison wall I heard a young girl calling Michael they have taken you away For you stole Trevelyn's corn So the young might see the morn Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay
(chorus) Low lie the Fields of Athenry Where once we watched the small free birds fly Our love was on the wing we had dreams and songs to sing It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry
By a lonely prison wall I heard a young man calling Nothing matters, Mary when you're free Against the famine and the Crown I rebelled they ran me down Now you must raise our child with dignity
By a lonely harbor wall She watched the last star falling As that prison ship sailed out against the sky Sure she'll wait and hope and pray For her love in Botany Bay It's so lonely 'round the Fields of Athenry.
Dropkick Murphy's
An Irish band that my friends got me into :miffed: . there's other good songs from them too.
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« Reply #417 on: February 02, 2004, 11:44:17 PM » |
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Red Harvest - AEP (Advance Evolutionary Progression)
Last Chance To Evacuate The Earth It's Gonna Be Recycled Wiped Clean - Washed Over Your Only Chance, Get Off The Planet, Now !
Follow Swallow The Sun Will Not Last Forever
Enter The Next Level Leave Everything Behind, Erase Yourself The Road To Salvation Is Through Self-Determination
It's The End Of Everything No Need Of Extending, Human Behaviour If You Cling On To This Life Will You Not Loose It?
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« Reply #418 on: February 04, 2004, 09:40:44 PM » |
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Five Pointe O - Freedom?
Where rape is called 'freelance gynecology' portraits of heathens hang, while heros die on our TV screen not a soul in sight just a coroner who cant sleep because of what he sees when he dreams at night the corpses stare at him with open arms and wide open eyes this is not a dream just wake up and see what i mean
[chorus] what a tale we have failed paradise lost in the midst of freedom (you let me down!) what a tale we have failed paradise lost in the midst of freedom (you let me down!)
where world religion has a suicidal theme youll find more demons in gods than youll find on these corrupted streets "bold statements from a liar?" your beliefs are broken, so danger, hide or retreat in god we will contradict now let the truth be released of untold tales and mistruths bring forth the whole world to see that your manmade faith and your contagious "steepled casino"cult is just a lie keep your security i don't need you keep your stability i don't need you you keep your guarantee i don't need you keep your book of faith can't see through false freedoms eyes
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they told their tales now shotgun shells will send their souls back to hell all has failed nothings well your secret lies in this well... too close to bottom... impulse suffer, reflex beating from your mind chosen freedom, the word that means blind hatred, swells up inside from this freedom well oh well you suffer no one lives to tell well oh well its over no one lives to tell too close this well too close...
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« Reply #419 on: February 05, 2004, 09:50:36 PM » |
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New Drowning Pool kicks ass.
Drowning Pool - Step Up
One, two, three, go!
Broken! Yeah, you've been living on the edge of a broken dream, Nothing! Yeah, thats the only thing you'll ever take away from me,
I'm never gonna stop, Ain't never gonna drop, Ain't no different than it was before, So take some good advice, You better stop it; think twice, Before you take a first step out that door!
If you wanna Step Up, Step Up! You're gonna get knocked down, Knocked down! If you wanna Step Up, Step Up! You're gonna get knocked down, You had your chance to walk away, Live to see another day, If you wanna Step Up, Step Up! You're gonna get knocked down,
Suffering! Yeah thats the only thing here thats left for you, Nothing! Yeah thats the only thing you're ever gonna fuckin' do,
I'm never gonna stop, Ain't never gonna drop, Ain't no different than it was before, So take some good advice, You better stop it; think twice, Before you take a first step out that door! So if you wanna Step Up, Step Up! You're gonna get knocked down, Knocked down!
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