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« Reply #705 on: July 06, 2004, 12:41:25 PM » |
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looks like bands like them and Modest Mouse are the new wave of rock eh? No... its old rock, repackaged for the idiot generation (thats you). Mayhem - My DeathThere's a sign carved deep, In the palm, of your hand, There's a birthmark craving, On the left side of your heart. Your life was forever structured, composed and eternally given, The dying you produce never stops, In the sound of universal destruction. There's an inherent nihilism in your spirit. Into your glory of emptiness, I send my lifeforce, My Death Be death with me, Be death with me, death with me, death with me. My Death Odium humani generis, Odium humani generic Odium humani generis, Odium humani generis Mayhem - WhoreIncorporated bloodlust, Incinerated carcass, Incarnated in my blood, Indecent Death-whore rules. Inanimated deathfuck, Interlocked repulsive souls, Incantations flowing free, Indecent Death-whore rules. She fucking hates you all! Intermented in my inhumanity, Interdicted from the human face, Incompatible with this fucking world, Indecent Death-whore rules. Intercourse with raping demons, Interlude in collapsing ethics, Invincible now in eternity, Indecent DeathWhore rules. She fucking hates you all! WHORE! Incorporated bloodlust, Incinerated carcass, Incarnated in my blood, Inanimated deathfuck, Interlocked repulsive souls, Incantations flowing free.
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« Reply #706 on: July 07, 2004, 02:06:07 AM » |
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Rug, be nice
Gone Away - Cold
do you pray, in the night? can you appreciate the winds? I would kill, I would fight I need you close to sing, it's the same beginning
gone away it's the same old, same old song gone away it's my whole life in words
I can't breathe, when you cry I'll be there to hold you tight I would kill, I would fight to keep you close, I'll keep singing the same way
I won't live, if you died if I cant feel you in the wind this is me, it's my life I need you close to sing, it's the same beginning
gone away it's the same old, same old song gone away it's my whole life in words gone away it's the same old, same old song gone away it's my, whole life ...
i cant sing and i dont know, how far, ill go i cant sing and i dont know, how far, ill go
gone away it's the same old, same old song gone away it's my whole life in words gone away it's the same old, same old song gone away it's my, whole life ...
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« Reply #707 on: July 10, 2004, 11:56:15 AM » |
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Oh god someone help me. ( I push my fingars into my) Eyes it's the only thing, that slowly stops the ache, but its made of all the things I have to take, Jesus it never ends, it works its way inside, if the pain goes on...
I have screamed until my veins collapsed, i've waited as my times elapsed, now all i do is live with so much fate, i've wished for this, i've bitched at that, I've left behind this little fact, you cannot kill what you did not create, i've gotta say what i've gotta say, and than i swear i'll go away, but i can't promise you'll enjoy the noise, I guess i'll save the best for last, my future seems like one big past, you're left with me 'cause you left me no choice.
(i push my fingars into my) eyes, its the only thing that slowly stops the ache, if the pain goes on, I'm not gonna' make it!
Put me back together, or seperate the skin from bone, leave me all the pieces, than you can leave me alone, tell me the reality is better than the dream, but i found out the hard way, nothing is what it seems.
(i push my fingars into my) eyes, its the only thing that slowly stops the ache, but its made of all the things i have to take, Jesus it never ends, it works its way inside, if the pain goes on i'm not gonna' make it!
all i've got all i've got is insane,
(i push my fingars into my) eyes, its the only thing that slowly stops the ache, but it's made of all the things i have to take, Jesus it never ends, it works it's way inside, if the pain goes on i'm not gonna' make it!
All i've got all i've got is insane.
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« Reply #708 on: July 11, 2004, 01:15:46 PM » |
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Rotting Christ, before they learnt to speak proper English, and after they forgot how to do a blastbeat (and before they relearnt how to do a blastbeat):
Rotting Christ - After Dark I Feel
Its all the same, So dull so plain, I need the spark, the flame, To drag me out of my insane, of my insane,
Only you and me, Face to face, Come and lead me, To another place,
A circle is my mind, A triangle is my soul, I move only behind, I must be reborn as a whole,
Only you and me, Face to face, Come and lead me, To another place, Where I can taste, The black of purity, Nothing more, Nothing less, Escape or seek a caress, After Dark I Feel, I smell the pain, I revive and heal, And this is my gain,
It calls me near you, Some cosmic will, I want to hold you, The lust I feel,
Its all the same, So dull so plain, I need the spark, the flame, To drag me out of my insane, of my insane.
That said, it does scan in the same way 'Food for the Brain' by One Minute Silence does - very bloody well.
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« Reply #709 on: July 12, 2004, 12:22:15 AM » |
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Stone Temple Pilots - Dead & Bloated I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me 'cause I'm dead & bloated
I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me 'cause I'm dead & bloated
Ohh yeah, and she says it's natural I feel I've come of age When she peeks I start to run Ohh yeah, and she says it's natural I feel I've come of age When she peeks I start to run
You can't swallow what I'm thinkin' You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
I am trampled under sole of another man's shoes Guess I walked too softly
Ohh yeah, and she says it's natural I feel I've come of age When she peeks I start to run Ohh yeah, and she says it's natural I feel I've come of age When she peeks I start to run
You can't swallow what I'm thinkin' You can't swallow what I'm thinkin'
I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me 'cause I'm dead & bloated
I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow I run through the world thinkin' 'bout tomorrow, thinkin' 'bout tomorrow
I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed I am smellin' like the rose that somebody gave me, somebody gave me, somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed
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« Reply #710 on: July 12, 2004, 10:42:14 PM » |
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Opeth - Bleak
Beating Heart still beating for the cause Feeding Soul still feeding from the loss Aching Limbs are aching from the rush Fading You are fading from my sight Break of morning, coldness lingers on Shroud me into nightmares of the sun Moving I am moving closer to your side Luring You are luring me into the night Crying Who is crying for you here Dying I am dying fast inside your tears Plunging towards bereavement faster yet Clearing thoughts, my mind is set Devious movements in your eyes Moved me from relief Breath comes out white clouds with your lies And filters through me You're close to the final word You're staring right past me in dismay A liquid seeps from your chest And drains me away Mist ripples round your thin white neck And draws me a line Cold fingers mark this dying wreck This moment is mine Help me cure you Atone for all you've done Help me leave you As all the days are gone Night fall again Taking what's left of me Slight twist, shivering corpse Ornated with water, fills the cracks Clasped in my lims by tradition This is all you need
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CLEAN? RipperRoo says: yes Yiff Hunter says: rite ive declared u imorally peasant like
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« Reply #711 on: July 12, 2004, 10:59:48 PM » |
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Odd lyrics for odd music.
Skinny Puppy - I'mmortal
Just looking for something is what to say keep looking, at nothing to go away you take my picture a portrait, prize behind my image your father's eyes just looking, for something NOW it looks like something from far, away inside the image grows and makes the shadow fade, behind the image posted on your wall a crack is hiding, fighting for it all just looking for something now, we've taken it somewhere from far away the voices echo, from yesterday behind the crack behind the image on, the wall I see you curled up tightly hiding from it, all just looking for something now.
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« Reply #712 on: July 13, 2004, 01:16:57 PM » |
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change of tempo
The Levellers - What A Beautiful Day
What a beautiful day, hey, hey, I'm the king of all time, And nothing is impossible In my all-powerful mind.
It was on the Fifth of November, When the time went back, Well, some say that that's impossible, But you and I would never look back.
And wasn't it incredible, And so beautiful and above all, Just to see the fuse get lit this time And light a real bonfire for all time.
And what a beautiful day, hey, hey, I'm the king of all time, And nothing is impossible In my all-powerful mind.
I was drinking in my nightclub, It felt good to be back, Well, Hibben said "I love you" And Flynn said, "Make mine a double Jack."
It was then we planned the revolution, To make things better for all time, The barman said "That's crazy," And ordered up a bottle of wine.
What a beautiful day, hey, hey, I'm the king of all time, (It's a beautiful day) And nothing is impossible In my all-powerful mind.
What a beautiful day, hey, hey, I'm the king of all time, (It's a beautiful day) And nothing is impossible In my all-powerful mind.
In there on the big screen, Every night I've seen, The way all things could be, For me, for me, for me, for me,
The news broke after midnight, That we'd pulled the temples down without a sound, The generals, they were hiding and the Ministers, Well, they'd all gone to ground.
We helped redistribution, Became the new solution, So I've got the paper bag And you've got the one with all the holes.
What a beautiful day, hey, hey, I'm the king of all time, (It's a beautiful day) And nothing is impossible In my all-powerful mind. What a beautiful day, I'm the king of all time, (It's a beautiful day) And nothing is impossible In my all-powerful mind. oh yeah, nothing is impossible In my all-powerful mind, That's because, nothing is impossible In my all-powerful mind.
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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 #713 on: July 14, 2004, 07:52:03 PM » |
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Five For Fighting"100 Years"
I'm 15 for a moment Caught in between 10 and 20 And I'm just dreaming Counting the ways to where you are I'm 22 for a moment She feels better than ever And we're on fire Making our way back from Mars 15 there's still time for you Time to buy and time to lose 15, there's never a wish better than this When you only got 100 years to live I'm 33 for a moment Still the man, but you see I'm of age A kid on the way A family on my mind I'm 45 for a moment The sea is high And I'm heading into a crisis Chasing the years of my life 15 there's still time for you Time to buy, Time to lose yourself Within a morning star 15 I'm all right with you 15, there's never a wish better than this When you only got 100 years to live Half time goes by Suddenly you’re wise Another blink of an eye 67 is gone The sun is getting high We're moving on... I'm 99 for a moment Dying for just another moment And I'm just dreaming Counting the ways to where you are 15 there's still time for you 22 I feel her too 33 you’re on your way Every day's a new day... 15 there's still time for you Time to buy and time to choose Hey 15, there's never a wish better than this When you only got 100 years to live
Gotta love that song
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« Reply #714 on: July 19, 2004, 05:48:09 PM » |
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September 27th!
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« Reply #715 on: July 19, 2004, 07:53:24 PM » |
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i was expectiung a nice big tour list then
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Yiff Hunter says: and the last question do u get a sudden eye twicth and shudder wen i say :
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« Reply #716 on: July 20, 2004, 10:58:16 AM » |
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Holy crap Emancer are busy. They've almost finished recorcding their second album this year and have just released their first video: Emancer - Pallid Eyes[Has now listened to that] Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrm. They sound different... perhaps more... upbeat? Ick. I hope the new album is more like Invisible than that track is. Its still good Black Metal but... not Emancer standard.
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« Reply #717 on: July 20, 2004, 03:48:39 PM » |
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I just bought Alice In Chain's greatest hits album
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« Reply #718 on: July 27, 2004, 09:09:53 AM » |
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Breaking Benjamin~"Sooner Or Later"
I want a normal life just like a new born child I am a lover hater I am an instigater You are an oversight Don't try to compromise I'll learn to love to hate it I am not integrated
[Pre-Chorus] Just call my name You'll be okay You're scream is crawling through my veins
Sooner or later your gonna hate it Go ahead and throw your (my) (our) life away Driving me under, leaving me out there Go ahead and throw your (my) (our) life away
You're like an inch in time You are open wide You see them try to play me Just like you see on tv I am an oversight Just like a parasite Why am I so pathetic I know you won't forget it
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« Reply #719 on: July 27, 2004, 06:46:39 PM » |
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Mmm... birthday presentness.
Secrets of the Moon - Carved in Stigmata Wounds. This album is a work of art, no two ways about it. Utterly essential for any fans of Black Metal, and I can guarantee that everyone would like at least one section of the album. Its that progressive.
Contains three tracks, split into 10 sections. Have some lyrics:
Secrets of the Moon - Extinction: Carved in Stigmata Wounds
leading from Extinction: Epoch
We have again found new forms, new principles, new disciples,
The present state, and that question of what, Will be left when this rotten corpse fades to dust, Will there be anyone to remember this corpse? Will there be anyone opening those agtes again? Will there ever be life again and who will be remembered?
Questions that fill the sky above us with shame, disgrace and darkness, Questions that will leave the corpse burned to the ground.
Like rats we walk the paths of our ancestors, We establish their narrow minded ideas without thinking, About their falseness, perversion, and turbulences.
We gain repect, through nothing. We are proud, of nothing. We are nothing.
The corpse will be forgotten soon when the winds of time Erase out candles, our houses, our lives,
Like Dust on Crowns, we enjoy our last race.
These are the spiritual forms of coma, We have entered a new definition of tradition, With Wounds that cannot be cut, Any deeper any wider, Idiosyncratic, unhumanistic instinct of man.
Turning strength to a wreck of weakness, With fire and steel burned onto their foreheads, Brandings which mark a new act of behaviour, As we feed Angels with pitch and tar,
Carved in Stigmata Wounds,
Centres of inhumanity, The foundation walls of utopia, A kingdom of splendid might, A stronghold of inviolables.
leading to Extinction: Dust
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