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Post by Commando242 on Sept 15, 2004 16:34:52 GMT -5
Íå âèäÿõ òàêàâà òåìà... ïúê å èíòåðåñíî.
Hold up these words so holy and pure. Confused again yeah so absurd. You fall down in the pit of fire, you ripped it off you fucking liar. This is a way, a way of life. This is your way, your way of life. Cut up inside what do you see? A world of hate just you and me. Forcing thoughts through your closed mind. You fight it off just a waste of time. Sing through these words of sanctity. You write in blood the names of your conspiracy. Cutting and draining the thoughts of your minds. Words and eyes conform to the lies. They burnt out the sky for a fucking lie. They all win. Suicide and strychnine in your mind. Suicide and strychnine in your minds. No hope for today they burnt out tomorrow. They burnt out the sky for your fucking lie. You'll cry for today no hope for tomorrow. They burnt out the sky with a fucking lie. You'll hope for today they burn out tomorrow. They burnt out the sky with a fucking lie. No hope for today they break your will, and take your soul to the grave to the absolute black of your hearts, to the grave to the absolute black of your hearts, to the grave to the absolute black of your hearts.
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Post by Rotorblade on Sept 15, 2004 16:42:04 GMT -5
Apocalyptica - Hope vol. 2 (Vidocq OST)
Hope is beauty, Personified, At her feet, the world, Hypnotized.
A million flashes, A million smiles, And on the catwalk, She flats in style
But in this heart of darkness Our hope lies lost and torn; All flame like love is fleeting When there's no hope anymore
Pain and glory, Hand in hand, A sacrifice, The highest price;
Like the poison in her arm Like a whisper she was gone... Like when angels fall.
And in this heart of darkness All hope lies on the floor; All love like flame is fleeting When there's no hope anymore
Like the poison in her arm Like a whisper, she was gone Like an angel, And Angels fall
Like the poison in her arm Like a whisper, she was gone Like an angel, And Angels fall
Like the poison in her arm Like a whisper, she was gone Like an angel, And Angels fall
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Post by DeadStar on Sept 16, 2004 22:06:41 GMT -5
Cardinal Directions - ThouShaltNot
I split the atom of one second Choosing history's lathe Each word summons now the next A master to his slave Countless links Within some silent chain And time becomes the sediment that drifts to algae Divorced from comets' trains
In the East a reflection Of the Western sunset North, South, pole to pole Turn back in regret And to the East I might stumble To the West I would crawl And if North is the winter Then South is the fall
And if I had my way I'd make the clock rewind I'd live again that moment Though I know I'll never find The future that I missed A parallel line Where the world would be so bright That it could make us all go blind
And if I had my day There's so much I'd reclaim The sanctity of motion The neverending rain The cardinal directions All pointing to the past Where realities converge And for a moment, we're the same (As always)
And magnets spin the compass In an embryonic flame Somewhere is the promise Of an uncharted trail With seven hundred branching limbs And seven hundred ways to fail
To the East a reflection Of the new moon in the West Her timeless watch is quiet Over tides of her unrest To the North is the current Of a man breathing out Giving birth to the breeze To be inhaled in the South
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Post by escarinna on Sept 17, 2004 3:23:41 GMT -5
do you feel alive now, now that you own the dead preying on their corpses, their hearts no longer fed your sainthood is obvious on every starving face your deception's given us a away to separate the poor from their hate, the rich from the stone genuflect away the sins that we've known sure one percent rules, but heaven's made of gold so chalk it up to folly and consequence alone do we really want do we reaaly need a bastard messiah wrapped up in the dream of patriotic clean white washed desire and everytime the real war's defined, the trenches are filed to hide battle lines torches to bridges and bridges to torches headlines distort what we see as our borders and what gives us the right to feel with remorse for a god they created a god for the poor, for bathory we're bleeding out the devil hides in angelic shrouds blasphemy as speaking out we've asked for it for more of the same sad scheme of ghettos created by the power elite, for our minds and soul burning no longer for freedom invoked just more of the same
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Post by Commando242 on Sept 17, 2004 3:26:24 GMT -5
Front 242 - Skin[/i]
Stretch-sweat-pierce-lash Chocke-crush-strange desire to fly Scream-fight not to scream...
Let's keep on working, man!...
Shadows in the heat Weaving on the ground Sparkle in the sun Boil in the dark Start to vaporize Here comes that need to fly... to fly!
Keep on working, man!... keep on working, man!...
Muscles in the dust Figures in the light Chocking in the haze Lashing at the heart
Hurt (desire to) Fire (desire to) Shout (desire to) Burst (desire to) Fly!
Keep on working, man!
Hate time-hard time-crush time-strong time Scream-fight no to scream...
Let's keep on working, man!...
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Post by Commando242 on Sept 17, 2004 17:29:20 GMT -5
Hymn One of us is waiting, one side of us waiting Some of us are striving, somewhere on a mountain One part of us keeps giving away, giving away, giving away... Chorus And disorder must come And disorder must reign Every minute will count When disorder is king One of us is waiting, one more number's waiting Where's your revolution plan? Where's your need to make a stand To finalize, to synchronize? One stand, one stand together One stand, one stand to hang the standard high The standard high Where's your revolution plan? Where's your need to understand To find more time, to find more time? Chorus One of us is waiting, one side of us is waiting Where's your revolution plan? Where's the leading upperhand To guide your life, to guide your life One stand, one stand together One stand, one stand to hang the standard high The standard high
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Post by Commando242 on Sept 18, 2004 14:10:47 GMT -5
Withered rope you hang what's empty can't remain to put it simply In time cry the hollow words to sing with false disguise Smothered hope fly from sorrow for a new divine tomorrow I just don't want to know anymore Life shifts up and down everybody knows it's wrong Why don't you care? Now do it seem fair? It's not in the rhyme or reason So it goes with every season crawl to top fall through bottom First hand love is really rotten Slice of life find what's plenty inch towards a sanctuary Light with me inside the womb I know everyone everybody knows it's me It's my voice, my voice cries out obscenity Sightless eye regard my past sometimes it should I just don't want to know anymore.
Skinny Puppy - Smothered Hope !!!
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Post by Magistusa on Sept 20, 2004 16:13:13 GMT -5
;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D Malko samoreklama ne vredi ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D shemaleZERO Chix With Dix Army of Chix With Dix We Are With Make Up And Long Hair, We Will Rule The World Together Ladyboys We Fight Forever. And We Will Kick Your Ass Smash Your Face, Rip Your Happynes, Turn Your Life Into Hell Fucking Your Life And Send You to the Jail. Army of Chix With Dix We Are With MakeUp, Boots And Long Hair, We Will Rule The World Together Ladyboys We Fight Forever. We Will Not Longer Stay Away From The Power We Will Cut Your Dix And Hang You Into The Shower, We Will Show to the World It`s Cool To Be Different And It Dusent Hurt. Army of Chix With Dix We Are With Make Up, Boots And Long Hair, We Will Rule The World Together Ladyboys We Fight For Ever.
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Post by Rotorblade on Sept 20, 2004 18:24:35 GMT -5
Apoptygma Berzerk - EclipseAs we dwell inside the safe zones that we've made Where nothing but earthly pleasures seem to matter The only light we see is from the screens No will to feel or explore the forgotten dimensions Some day we'll catch a glimpse of eternity As the world stands still, for a moment And I guess we will be making history When we all join hands just to watch the sky (For a moment...) Our selfish lives have made us all go blind One day we'll awake by a bright light on the horizon In one second every eye will see the same And this blinding light will draw all our attention Some day we'll catch a glimpse of eternity As the world stands still, for a moment For the very first time and it's meant to be We'll forget about ourselves and share the moment (For a moment...)
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Post by goth on Sept 21, 2004 5:32:51 GMT -5
Bella Morte The Quiet
And this silence is her life Falling fast into the dark November sky Over voices she shall cry Soundless screams are felt before the sun can rise
Hear her voice is strong as steel Speaking long dead names to keep the evening still In her heart rest all time Trapped for now in faith that death is still alive
To the fields and seas again Without sign we wander through the haze of this dark land
In a dream she gently cries In a tear her story falls to find the floor And she speaks before she goes away "Carry on my friend, but leave me not alone"
'Til the riegn of sleep again Without sight we wander through the haze of this dark land To the fields and seas again Without sight she wanders trough the haze of this lost land
To the seas again 'Till we find our lives agian And the waves are crashing hard against the farthest shore [/i] i shushto taka
My Dying Brdie For my fallen angel
As I draw up my breath, And silver fills my eyes. I kiss her still, For she will never rise.
On my weak body, Lays her dying hand. Through those meadows of Heaven, Where we ran.
Like a thief in the night, The wind blows so light. It wars with my tears, That won't dry for many years.
"Loves golden arrow At her should have fled, And not Death`s ebon dart To strike her dead." [/i]
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Post by C Green on Sept 21, 2004 5:55:22 GMT -5
everwake somniferous whisperings of scarlet fields sleep calling me and my dreams are wondrous my reality abandoned (I traverse afar) not a care if I never wake
kakto i vsi4ko drugo, napisano ot darren white edit:: naprimer::
as today's dawn brought tears to my eyes (tears not of woe) so painful are these thoughts of sombre hopes for absolute rest
...that i feel so surreal (and so serene)
ina4e sum kazvala pri vseki udoben slu4ai, 4e lubimiat mi poet e pete steele
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Post by Rotorblade on Sept 21, 2004 6:01:34 GMT -5
ina4e sum kazvala pri vseki udoben slu4ai, 4e lubimiat mi poet e Pete Steele Íà ïîðíî çâåçäèòå âå÷å ïîåòè ëè èì ñå âèêà? ;D
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Post by C Green on Sept 21, 2004 6:11:05 GMT -5
za kakvo po-hubavo moze se da me4tae ot kombinazia mezdu poet i porno zvezda
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Post by Commando242 on Sept 21, 2004 6:45:54 GMT -5
covenant . bullet time is like a bullet from behind I run for cover just like you time is like a liquid in my hands I swim for dry land just like you time is like a blanket on my face I try to be here just like you time is just a fiction of our minds I will survive and so will you we are the only ones right now that are celebrating and we are joining hands right now we are the only ones right now that are suffocating we are the dying ones right now as the water grinds the stone we rise and fall as our ashes turn to dust we shine like stars kisses on the dancefloor in my past I need some comfort just like you beating like a bass drum time goes by I want the last dance just like you drowning in the flood of morning light I'm only human just like you do you hear the city waking up I will survive and so will you we are the ones the only ones we are the ones the dying ones we are the ones the only ones we are the ones and we are joining hands we are the only ones right now that are celebrating… as the water grinds the stone…
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Post by wilde on Sept 21, 2004 7:24:01 GMT -5
BUBBLEGUN
Take this migraine everywhere I go Take the fast lane everywhere I go Take this migraine everywhere I go Someday, gonna take it slow
I wanna turn you on Feels like a loaded gun Spit out your Bubblegum I wanna...Wanna...
I wanna, I wanna I wanna, I wanna cum
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Post by Rotorblade on Sept 21, 2004 8:34:10 GMT -5
Ùå ìà èçâèíÿâàòå àìà äíåñ ñúì íà âúëíà South Park. Ìàëêî ïðîñòàøêî å, àìà ðàäâà South Park - Uncle FuckaShut your fuckin face uncle fucka, you're a cock-sucking,ass-licking uncle fucka, You're an uncle fucka, yes its true, nobody fucks uncles quite like you. Shut your fucking face uncle fucka, you're the one that fucked your uncle uncle fucka, You dont eat or sleep or mow the lawn, You just fuck your uncle all day long! *farting and laughing- Traffic Warden:"Whats going on here?" more farting* Uncle fucker, uncle fucker, uncle fucker, uncle fucker, Shut your fucking face uncle fucker, (unclefucker) You're a mother fucking bastard uncle fucka, You're an uncle fucker and I'll say, you fucked your uncle yesterday! Uncle fucka, thats you, F.U.C.K. U. FUCK YOU!! Uncle Fuckaaaaa. Suckmyballs P.S. DeadStar: Ìåðñè îùå âåäíúæ, ÷å ìàõíà öåíçóðàòà
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Post by DeadStar on Sept 21, 2004 23:24:57 GMT -5
Joy Division - Shadowplay
To the centre of the city where all roads meet looking for you To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank searching for you Moving through the silence without motion waiting for you In a room with no window in the corner, I found truth
In the shadowplay, acting out your own death, knowing more As the assassins all grouped in four lines, Dancing on the floor, And with cold steel, odour on their bodies, made a move to connect I could only stare in disbelief as the crowds all left
I did everything, everything I wanted to I let them use you - for their own ends To the centre of the city in night waiting for you Rotorblade, np.
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Post by Rotorblade on Sept 22, 2004 3:46:45 GMT -5
Àðèÿ - ØòèëüÀâòîð: Ìàðãàðèòà Ïóøêèíà Ìóçûêà - Â.Äóáèíèí Êîìïîçèöèÿ âïåðâûå îïóáëèêîâàíà íà àëüáîìå "Õèìåðà" (òðåê 6). Øòèëü - âåòåð ìîë÷èò Óïàë áåëîé ÷àéêîé íà äíî Øòèëü - íàø êîðàáëü çàáûò Îäèí, â ìèðå ñêîâàííîì ñíîì... Ìåæäó âñåõ âðåìåí Áåç èìåí è ëèö Ìû óæå íå æäåì, ×òî ïðîñíåòñÿ áðèç! Øòèëü - ñõîäèì ñ óìà Æàðà ïàõíåò ÷åðíîé ñìîëîé Ñìåðòü îäíîãî ëèøü íóæíà È ìû, ìû âåðíåìñÿ äîìîé! Åãî êðîâü è ïëîòü âíîâü íàñûòèò íàñ À çà ñìåðòü åìó Ìîæåò, Áîã âîçäàñò! ×òî íàñ æäåò, ìîðå õðàíèò ìîë÷àíüå Æàæäà æèòü ñóøèò ñåðäöà äî äíà Òîëüêî æèçíü çäåñü íè÷åãî íå ñòîèò Æèçíü äðóãèõ, íî íå òâîÿ! Håò, ãðîì íå ãðÿíóë ñ íåáåñ Êîãäà ïèëè êðîâü êàê çâåðüå Hî íåñòåðïèìûì ñòàë áëåñê Êðåñòà, ÷òî ìû Þæíûì çîâåì... È â ïîñëåäíèé ìèã Ïîäíÿëàñü âîëíà, È ðàçäàëñÿ êðèê: "Âïåðåäè Çåìëÿ!"
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Post by goth on Sept 22, 2004 10:30:38 GMT -5
KYO - Dernier Danse
J'ai longtemps parcouru son corps Effleuré cent fois son visage J'ai trouvé de l'or Et même quelques étoile En essuyant ses larmes J'ai appris par coeur La pureté de ses formes Parfois, je les dessine encore Elle fait partie de moi
{Refrain:} Je veux juste une derniere danse Avant l'ombre et l'indifférence Un vertige puis le silence Je veux juste une dernière danse
Je l'ai connue trop tôt Mais c'est pas d'ma faute La flèche a traversé ma peau C'est une douleur qui se garde Qui fait plus de bien que de mal Mais je connais l'histoire Il est déjà trop tard Dans son regard On peut apercevoir Qu'elle se prépare Au long voyage
{au Refrain}
Je peux mourir demain Mais ça n'change rien J'ai reçu de ses mains Le bonheur ancré dans mon âme C 'est même trop pour un seul homme Je l'ai vue partir, sans rien dire Fallait seulement qu'elle respire Merci d'avoir enchanté ma vie
{au Refrain}
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Ablaze
Baby-bat
careless painless far away...
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Post by Ablaze on Sept 22, 2004 13:29:16 GMT -5
The Old Dead Tree
"Somewhere Else"
Somewhere else, Anywhere far from this place (I) can no more breath While I remember your face
Today again (I) won't come to weep for your remains Can't find the strength Oh yes I'm coward, yes I'm afraid
But please don't look at me now I think that I won't bear To brave this confusion Oh yes I'm coward but I don't care
Oh please don't look at me now (I) Won't come to stare at the show Of your bed made of stone Of the worst thing you've ever done
I can't Come to blossom your grave My feelings Should fall in pieces (And) dissolve in my veins
I don't know if one day I don't know if one day I'll come To read the beloved name Engraved on your new home
I don't know if one day I don't know if one day I'll come I don't think that I will (Be)cause I'll be somewhere else
I can't find the words In front of your mother I now that I'm sad But I feel better than her
I can't imagine The hell she's been living in Since the day you've gone You, the younger son.
Her feelings have felt in pieces (And) dissolve in her Veins
"The difference between guilt and shame is very clear: We feel guilty for what we do. We feel shame for what we are."
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