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« Reply #435 on: February 10, 2004, 04:10:45 PM »

u should all get 'calabria' from rune, it has no lyrics but it's a vewy vewy relax music thingy :thumbs-up:
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« Reply #436 on: February 10, 2004, 11:26:54 PM »

Currently being played more than is healthy:

The Haunted - Under the Surface

Desensitized. A living scar.
The Painful darkness shrouds my mind.

I´ve gazed into my deformed self:
Tormented and set ablaze.

Under the surface - there are wounds that never heal.
Under the surface - where the demons take control.

So numb and cold. A living void.
Strife, fight, regain control to end this agony.

I´ve gazed into my deformed self:
Tormented and set ablaze.
Cannot ease this pain called living.

Something inside me has died.
I succumb to the pain.
Fighting this long-lost battle.
Struggling in vain.

Something within me has died.
I succumb to the dark.
Drain the life blood from my veins,
Ease this pain called living

The Haunted - Hollow Ground

Once again I've lost my way.
Going nowhere fast, I dread the return.
Spend my days in this self-made cage.
Where my soul can dwell,
and my loneliness is thriven far to well.

All and none of the answers I've found.
Alone I stand on hollow ground.

Too many years have passed.
Too much blood has been spilt.
I realize it's my destiny, my will.

Things aren't always what they seem
As the scars on my skin will show
On hollow ground I stand
On hollow ground repent
The sins were mine. I'm gone, I know.

Dazed and weakened by the haze.
Went nowhere fast, I dread the return.
I've lost my ways, am I losing my mind?
Maybe then my redemtion's there to find.
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« Reply #437 on: February 12, 2004, 12:26:44 AM »

A couple of songs, the first one Rug might not like, the second he probably will. Smiley

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I am god
The only one
I will bring back
Freedom to your heart
You won't believe
That blind can't see
Noone else before me ever knew
The way to paradise
For another bloody crime
I shall return

I am your light on through the night

Why am I born
Will I fall to rise again
Another crusifixion for
Another holy war
Can't stop what going on
[repeat]

Sooner or later you must understand
My words bring freedom
And rescue for man
What else,
To call me your Missiah
Oh, I wish there could be another way
Cross and nails are already prepared

My sell out
Waits till I'm crusified
I will die before my vision ends

Why am I born
Will I fall to rise again
Another crusifixion for
Another holy war
Can't stop what going on

[SOLO]

Wait for the dawn
To take me away
What will be if I fail
Another golden calve
Never,never ending
Pain and agony
Hit me, nail me make me god

Why am I born
Will I fall to rise again
Another crusifixion for
Another holy war
Can't stop what going on
[repeat]

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Almost every day, i see the same face
on broken picture tube, it fits the attitude.
If you could see yourself, you put you on a shelf
your verbal masturbate, promise to nauseate.
Today I'll play the part of non-parent,
not make a hundred rules for you to know about yourself.
Not lie and make you believe what's evil is making love,
making friends and meeting God your own way ...the right way.

(Chorus)
To see, to bleed cannot be taught
In turn, you're making us
Fucking Hostile

We stand alone,
the truth in right and wrong, the boundaries of the law,
you seem to miss the point, arresting for a joint?
You seem to wonder why hundreds of people die,
you're writing tickets man, my mom got jumped they ran!
Now I'll play a public servant,
to sevre and protect by the Law and the State.
I'd bust the punks that rape steal and murder
and leave you be, if you crossed me.
I'd shake your hand like a man, not a God!

(Chorus)

Come meet your maker boy, somethings you can't enjoy.
Because of Heaven/Hell, a fucking wive's tale.
They put it in your hand, then put you in your bed.
He's watching - say your prayers.
'cause God is everywhere.
Now I'll play a man learning priesthood,
who's about to take the ultimate test in life.
I'd question things because I am human,
and call no one my father who's no closer than a stranger.
I won't listen !!

(Chorus)
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« Reply #438 on: February 12, 2004, 10:50:26 AM »


I listen to an immense variety of music, ranging from the Beegees to Linkin Park to Shostakovitch.

I'm currently listening to Pavane, which has no lyrics btw.  I'll try to find a link to an online copy somewhere.

Found one: http://www.classicalmidiconnection.com/cmc/faure.html.  They've got an anti-hotlinking script, so you'll have to scroll down to the last block of links, and click on the one by John Cowles to get it.  Grab Sicilienne while you're at it - that's good as well.  Midi files are nothing like the real thing, but that'll give you an idea of what I'm on about.

 
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« Reply #439 on: February 12, 2004, 02:05:47 PM »

Yay, someone else who doesn't just sit in a box. Cheesy
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« Reply #440 on: February 12, 2004, 05:32:18 PM »

Pantera suck.

*Sticks on some real Extreme metal... what do we have today.... ah yes*

Sepultura - Beneath the Remains

In The Middle Of A War That Was Not Started By Me
Deep Depression Of The Nuclear Remains
I've Never Thought Of, I've Never Thought About
This Happening To Me
Proliferations Of Ignorance
Orders That Stand To Destroy
Battlefields And Slaughter
Now They Mean My Home And Work
Who Has Won?
Who Has Died?
Beneath The Remains
Cities In Ruins
Bodies Packed On Minefields
Neurotic Game Of Life And Death
Now I Can Feel The End
Premonition About My Final Hour
A Sad Image Of Everything
Everything's So Real
Who Has Won?
Who Has Died?
Everything Happened So Quickly.
I Felt I Was About To Leave Hell
I'll Fight For Myself, For You,
But So What?
To Feel A Deep Hate
To Feel Scared
But Beyond That, To Wish Being At An End
Clotted Blood
Mass Mutilation
Hope For The Future Is Only Utopia
Mortality, Insanity, Fatality
You'll Never Want To Feel What I've Felt
Mediocrity, Brutality, And Falsity
It's Just A World Against Me
Cities In Ruins
Bodies Packed On Minefields
Neurotic Game Of Life And Death
Now I Can Feel The End
Premonition About My Final Hour
A Sad Image Of Everything
Everything's So Real
Who Has Won?
Who Has Died?
Beneath The Remains
 
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« Reply #441 on: February 13, 2004, 04:22:20 AM »

Meh.

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Do you like the dark
Do you like the way it moves
Do you come alive when neon
Kills the sun

Are you hypnotized
Part of the illusion
Oh, see how they run

It's the mystery
Poetry and passion
Innocence and fashion
Revolution
Evolution ways

Night people

Are you satisfied
With the lessons that you're learning
Is the fire really burning
Do you know

Hey dream child
Promises are spoken
And promises are broken
Electric eyes that never let you
See them in the day

Night people
Night people

Do you like the dark
Do you like the way it moves
Do you come alive when neon
Kills the sunshine

Are you hypnotized
Innocence and fashion
Promises and passion
Evolution
Revolution ways
And everybody stays

Night people
Night people, yeah!

Do you like the dark
Do you like the way it moves
Are you hypnotized
Paralyzed
Revolution
Hey dream child
You got electric eyes
Hey dream child!
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« Reply #442 on: February 17, 2004, 04:14:36 PM »

Meads of Asphodel - 80 Grains of Sand

O death in thee I have found
& Found in thee alone
The silent bane of emptiness
This sorrow ‘till now unknown.

In the name of God, Allah, Odin
And devils one and all,
I call upon their faceless forms
To resurrect my soul.

In death I face my deepest fear
Alone I waste away,
No God will come this dying day
To take me from my grave.

To disappear without a trace
Like ashes in the rain,
All I am and ever was
Is 80 grains of sand

All I am and ever was
Is 80 grains of sand
All I am and ever was
Is 80 grains of sand.

A life is but one second of forever
& Death an endless path that leads to the lamenting edge
At the well of sorrow.
Tears flow like an eternal rain that dwell in a place
where no sun can reach.
& Here 80 grains of sand rests amongst a desert.
 
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« Reply #443 on: February 17, 2004, 11:35:25 PM »

Black Velvet Band
Traditional. Arrangement Dropkick Murphys

In a neat little town they call Quincy
Apprenticed in trade I was bound
And many an hour of sweet happiness
I spent in that neat little town
Then bad misfortune befell me
And caused me to stray from the land
Far away from my friends and companions
To follow the black velvet band

As I as out strolling one evening
Not intending to stay very long
I met a frolicsome damsel
As she came tripping along
A watch she pulled out her pocket
And slipped it right into my hand
On the very first night that I met her
Bad luck to the black velvet band.

(chorus)
Her eyes, they shone like the diamond
You'd think she was queen of the land
And her hair hung over her shoulder
Tied up in a black velvet band

Before judge and jury next morning
Both of us did appear
A gentleman claimed his jewelry
And the case against us was clear
Now seven long years transportation
Right down to Van Dieman's land
Far away from my friends and companions
To follow this black velvet band

So come all you jolly young fellows
I'll have you take warning by me
Whenever you're out on the liquor
Beware of the pretty Colleen
She'll fill you with whiskey and porter
Until you're not able to stand
And the very next thing you'd know
You've landed in Van Dieman's Land.

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« Reply #444 on: February 18, 2004, 02:31:22 AM »

*Felt like posting something*
I'm listening to "Glaring Dream" by Kinya Kotani. I won't post the lyrics, for they are Japanese, and ya'll probably dont' care too much for that, ne?
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« Reply #445 on: February 18, 2004, 12:18:07 PM »

Five Pointe O - Sympathetic Climate Control

Poor child
cool steel on bone
fold or follow
abdicate through dire force

[chorus]
poor child
where have all your friends gone?
little child
how does it feel to be alone?

done deal, proves unsure..
loss of guidance
brings smiles of comfort forward
escape harsh words by breaking their teeth
14 years of broken ribs and broken dreams
but is he satisfied?
his burden was chosen as the vessel broke in their eyes

[chorus]

cannot take this anymore
were broken
(why i feel alone)
with closed eyes
(why i feel alone)
and were born
(why i feel alone)
to die, why

Five Pointe O - Breathe Machine

Gears and fuels will let time progress with me
without meaning life kept on passing me by
up to speed life seems to move smoothly
gears and fuels will let time progress with me
without meaning life kept on passing me by
placenta state of sequential form
welcome blueprint days and lives with open arms
I.D. blank without a purpose in sight
just a job
identity holes
full of frustration
why try
to get by
whats your meaning in life?
whys there reason for time?
ive seen skins floor plans
this opened my eyes
shops been closed
conclusive through pay offs
wall streets sold

[chorus]
we're whole again
pull for me
be opened

crawl for what counts
look at this place
its a global monopoly crawl for what counts
estranging me
because i see where i want to be
crawl for what counts
look at this place its a global monopoly
crawl for what counts
why dont you open your mind

[chorus]

reach out for what you believe in
to reach out
reach for the skies

Red Harvest - Desolation

These Tired Eyes
Need To Rest
But, I Am Too Fucked
Up To Sleep
I'm Overfed

It Doesn't Matter
What You Say
Apocalypse Happens
Everyday

Too Much Desolation
In The Air
Today
Too Much Desolation
Too Much Of Everything
In The Air Today
 
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« Reply #446 on: February 23, 2004, 12:03:50 AM »

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Nessun dorma, nessun dorma
Tu pure, o principessa,
Nella tua fredda stanza
Guardi le stelle che tremano
D'amore e di speranza!
Ma il mio mistero e chiuso in me,
Il nome mio nessun sapra!
No, no, sulla tua bocca lo diro,
Quando la luce splendera!
Ed il mio bacio sciogliera
Il silenzio che ti fa mia!

Dilegua, o notte!
Tramontate, stelle, tramontate, stelle!
All'alba vincero, vincero, vincero!
Dilegua, o notte!
Tramontate, stelle, tramontate, stelle!
All'alba vincero, vincero, vincero!

Latin metal! Cheesy
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« Reply #447 on: February 23, 2004, 07:42:50 PM »

Manowar: Metal so cheesy you could wrap it in wax and call it a babybel.

KoRn - Did My Time

Realized I can never win
Sometimes I feel like I have failed
Inside where do I begin
My mind is laughing at me
Tell me why am I to blame
Aren't we suppose to be the same
That's why I will never tame
This thing that's burning in me

I am the one who chose my path
I am the one who couldn't last
I feel the life pulled from me
I feel the anger changing me

Sometimes I can never tell
If I've got something after me
That's why I just beg and plead
For this curse to leave me
Tell me why am I to blame
Aren't we suppose to be the same
That's why I will never tame
This thing that's burning in me

I am the one who chose my path
I am the one who couldn't last
I feel the life pulled from me
I feel the anger changing me

Betrayed
I feel so enslaved
I really Tried
I did my time
I did my time

I am the one who chose my path
I am the one who couldn't last
I feel the life pulled from me
I feel the anger changing me
 
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« Reply #448 on: February 23, 2004, 09:59:45 PM »

Annoyingly addictive...

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I hear you on the radio
You permeate my screen, its' unkind but
If I met you in a scissor fight
I'd cut off both your wings on principle alone
On principle alone

Hey megalomaniac
You're no Jesus
Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis
Wash your hands clean of yourself
Baby, just step down, step down, step down

If I were your appendages
I'd hold open your eyes
So you would see
That all of us are heaven sent
There was never meant to be only one
To be only one

Hey megalomaniac
You're no Jesus
Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis
Wash your hands clean of yourself
Baby, just step down, step down, step down

Yeah
You're no Jesus
You're no Elvis
...
You're no answer

Hey megalomaniac
You're no Jesus
Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis
Wash your hands clean of yourself
Just step down, step down, step down
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« Reply #449 on: February 23, 2004, 10:13:46 PM »

i like the older stuff it was a bit diff to the new stuff

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cradle of filth - Cruelty Brought  Thee Orchids

Hear Me now!
All crimes should be treasured if they bring thee pleasure somehow...

Maleficent in dusky rose
Gathered satin lapped Her breasts
Like blood upon the snow
A tourniquet of Topaz
Glistened at Her throat
Awakening, pulled from the tomb
Her spirit freed eclipsed the moon
That She outshone as a fallen star
A regal ornament from a far flung nebular

Her likeness hung in the black gallery
Commanding unease
Demanding of Death to breathe...

Midst the whirl and daylight fauna
Of society at court
Elizabeth bedazzled, Her presence sought applause
Though Her torchlit shadow
Thrown upon damp cellar walls
Greeted nothing but despair from slaves Her nights enthralled

Thirteen Winter solstices had shown
Her path, that the dark
Had marked its dominion
Spaying the confessor
Whose caresses she'd known,
As whipcord in the House of Dog
Her cold cunt meat on holy bone

Raped of faith, She now embraced
The narcissistic unrest frozen on the mirror's face
With this disdain, inside these veins
(Highborn wanton that She was)
She sought to keep what age would claim
Her soul was sold and for this toll
Reeking pyres ever smouldered
On the whims of one so in control
Elizabeth, mysterious.
Cruelty brought thee orchids
From the bowels of the abyss

Once upon atrocity when midwitches stifled cries
And carved abortive runes in reddened wombs
Exhumed by scrying eyes
Madness came upon
Her like an amourous lover's seed
Lifesblood splashed upon Her skin
In gouts torture unleashed

And to Her dead reflection
Twas as if Her pallor gleamed
Like an angel's warmed by candles
Where erotic stains had cleaved
So demons dragged this libertine
Lusts screaming for release
Upon the flesh of maidens preened
As canvas for caprice

Exacting obeisance
Her gaze held a seance
Of spirits too trapped under glass to commune
A sleeter mistress than Luna
Whose threats to consume Her
Met with torments giving vent to Her swoon

Flat on Her back
Pack-prey for the reams
Of verses and curses
That haunted Her dreams
Midnightmare chimed
Thirteen in Her mind
A disciple of scars
Branded years hissed behind
Ridden split-thighed
By the Father of lies
An ovation of wolves
Blushed the skies as they writhed

But Heaven is never forever
She came, a spent storm
From the clouds...

Leaving serpents in office
Inside every gate
To lick righteous holes
Blinding Lords to the fate
Of virgins forced naked
To defile on rent knees
Hacked and racked backwards
Menses choking their pleas

"More. Whore. More.
Twitching make me wet with thee
Carcass rub me raw"


cradle of filth - Dusk And Her Embrace

When the sun has wept upon the waveless lake
And the mists steal in with ease
Covened wolves are their eerie dissonant napes
In adoration of the moon and thee
 
"They call as I to thee...."
 
And I will come, as if in dream
My languid, dark and lustrous Malaresian Queen
Of vengeful, ancient breed
Gilded with the pelts of many enemies
Erishkigal, raven-haired
Thy seduction haunts the castle in erotic despair
I can taste thy scent by candlelight
Legs of porcelain traced and laced to their lair
Appease the beast on spattered sheets
Dyed unearthly red as sobriety weeps
 
Nocternity....
She shall come for me
 
A black velvet painting sprung to elegant life
Like a poignant Madonna perverted to night
And I have ridden from the westerning light
To expend my lust
Tear away the funereal dress
Know that I will escape from my death
Surrendered to the splendour of her sharpened caress

Lo! The pale moonlight
Weaves a poetic spell of vital death and decline
Of mist and moth and the hunger inside
Kisses took to fever and the fever, demise
 
"Through twilight, darkness and moonrise
My scarlet tears will run
As stolen blood and whispered love
Of fantasies undone"
 
Countess swathed in ebony
And snow-white balletic grace
Rouge-filmed lips procure the wish
For lust and her disgrace
 
Dusk and her embrace
 
We shall flit through the shadows
Like a dream of (were)wolves in the snow
Under deadly nightshade
Still warmed with the kill's afterglow
 
Beneath the stars thy flesh bedevils me
(Beneath the stars taste the death in me)
Bequeath to me thy fiery kiss
To sever thin mortality
 
Elizabeth
My heart is thine
Thy fragrant words Warm within like wine....
 
"Let me come to thee"
With eyes like Asphodel
Moon-glancing, loose desires free
To writhe under my spell"
 
Ereshkigal, raven-haired
Thy seduction haunts the castle in erotic despair
I know thy scent by candlelight
Immortal flesh I yearn to share
Appease the beast on spattered sheets
Dyed malefic red as sobriety weeps
Nocternity
She shall come for me....
 
Unfurl thy limbs breathless succubus
How the full embosomed fog
Imparts the night to us....
 
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CLEAN?
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rite ive declared u imorally peasant like
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