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 Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 7:24 pm
Godflesh - "Like Rats"
You breed, like rats
Breeding
Stylized
Deformity
Don't look back
Breeding
Fade out
Lies
Deformity
Stylized
Deformity
Don't look back
You were dead from the beginning
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 10:17 pm
Black Light Burns - Walls
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 10:44 pm
Wednesday 13 - "Too Much Blood"
I've got a shotgun
A bottle of Jack
Going to hell and I ain't ever coming back
Last call for alcohol
I'll tell you when I'm done
Wanted in ten states
A motherf***er on the run
Now let's go
So tell me when did drinking become a crime
Your whining and complaining
Is cutting into my drinking time
I've got too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my alcohol system
I'm whiskey bent and I'm feeling fine
Well, I've been up and down
It happens every time
Broken bottles don't mend broken hearts
Home wrecker 101
Now where do we start
Now let's go
So tell me when did drinking become a crime
Your whining and complaining
Is cutting into my drinking time
I've got too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my alcohol system
On your mark
Get ready and
Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink
So tell me when did drinking become a crime
Your whining and complaining
Is cutting into my drinking time
I've got too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my alcohol system
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 10:46 pm
Black Light Burns - Stop a Bullet
I’ve got something to say
I’ve acquired a taste for watching you in pain
It’s pretty hard to admit
It makes me feel like s**t
But I mean it
And I know that I am wrong
The weaker you get the more I fell strong
So I want you to leave
Wipe your face on your sleeve
And beat it.
This doesn’t end with you
I walk around and I think of people other than you
That I wish they were cursed
That I wish them the worst
I really wish them the worst
But I’m doing my best
And I hope you forgive me now that I’ve confessed
Cause I’m tryin to resist
My heart becomin a fist
Forever...
Because you can’t you can’t you can’t stop a bullet
I’m givin you my trigger but you better never pull it
You can’t you can’t you can’t stop a bullet
I’m givin you my trigger but you better never pull it
You’ve got something to say
You’ve acquired a taste for watching me in pain
It’s pretty hard to admit
It makes you feel like s**t
But you mean it
What the hell can we do
I’m a different face
Of the man you knew
I’m a hole you’ll fill for the rest of your life
Because you can’t you can’t you can’t stop a bullet
I’m givin you my trigger but you better never pull it
You can’t you can’t you can’t stop a bullet
I’m givin you my trigger but you better never pull it
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 10:50 pm
December Wolves - "Porn Again Christian"
Dynamic worms of wax who offer validation. I wait to serve a
modern mannequin. I cannot resist to stick my tongue in this!
Once again, reminding me how bad she's been. The Dawn has
come...You may begin. Smear all your burden on this bed of
flesh I feel. My tools in hand, I slip inside Teutonic peel.
Porn again christian....Porn again christian!
New nail in uniform, I want the pliable face. Bludgeon the
Aquarian flow. Fingers fight from either side of the fleshified
"net in the knot".
Bodies churn and quiver in the most prominent.
Hands down below again, extract the inside...Pull from with
slender slime. I've cursed my pallet with the taste you cannot
hide...
Sticking so sublime, the estrogenic holy shrine.
I'll find new ways and, through hypnosis, enter the salty slum
where nails are driven from...Just open your mouth! Give me
Nemesis!
Porn again christian...Porn again christian!
Born to fornicate. The consequence of creation. Live and die
by the C*nt!
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 10:12 pm
Wednesday 13 - "With Friends Like These"
Friendship can grow horns and a tails,
It's a feeling that I know all to well.
You're so perfect, honest, trusting and nice, yeah right,
Well the best thing that ever happened to me was,
When you walked out of my life.
Knife in the back, thanks for the memories,
With friends like these, who needs enemies yeah.
Honesty was something you all lacked,
I'm running out of room for all these knives in my back.
Now you know that you have a free ride time after time,
And now you gotta f--king live with it and I hope it eats you alive.
Knife in the back, thanks for the memories,
With friends like these, who needs enemies yeah.
Take it from me you'll never be like me,
And you can believe what you want to believe,
But the truth is you're all too blind to see.
You're so perfect, honest, trusting and nice yeah right,
Well the best thing that ever happened to me was,
When you walked out of my life.
Knife in the back, thanks for the memories,
With friends like these, who needs enemies yeah.
And you call yourself a friend.
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2009 11:19 pm
Avenged Sevenfold - "Critical Acclaim"
Shhh… be quiet you might piss somebody off
Like me motherf--ker you've been at it for too long
While you feed off others' insecurities
You stand in front of me and bite the hand that feeds
Self-righteousness is wearing thin
(Lies inside your head, your best friend)
Heart bleeds but not for fellow men
(Broken glass, your fake reflection)
I've had enough
It's time for something real
I don't respect the words you're speaking
Gone too far
A clone
So how does it feel to know that someone's kid
in the heart of America has blood on their hands
fighting to defend your rights
so you can maintain a lifestyle
that insults his family's existence
Well, where I'm from we have a special
salute that we aim high in the air
towards all those pompous assholes
who spend their days pointing fingers
(F--k You)
Shhh… be quiet you might piss somebody off
Like the heartbeat of this country when antagonized too long
I'll be damned if you count me in as part of your generous hypocrisy
collecting enemies
Tabloid gossip queen worthless man
(There's no need for us to bury you)
Selfish agenda once again
(Right this way you've dug your own grave)
I've had enough
It's time for something real
I don't respect the words you're speaking
Gone too far
A clone
All the way from the east to the west we
got this high society
looking down on their very foundation
constantly reminding us that our actions
are the cause of all their problems
Pointing their fingers in every
direction and blaming their
own nation for who wins the elections
They've never contributed a f--king thing to the
country they love to criticize
Excuse the obscene, ignore the untrue
Depictions we see try and get through
Admitting mistakes can hurt
I'm not the last but I sure ain't the first
Shhh… be quiet you might piss somebody off
Self-righteousness is wearing thin
(Lies inside your head your best friend)
Heart bleeds but not for fellow men
(Broken glass your fake reflection)
I've had enough
It's time for something real
I don't respect the words you're speaking
Gone too far
A clone
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 11:02 pm
Some song from Tsubasa Chronicles OST xd
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 11:11 pm
Gorillaz - Feel Good Inc. (D&B Remix)
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Posted: Sat Jul 11, 2009 2:02 pm
Pantera - "The Great Southern Trendkill"
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 3:11 am
Cradle of Filth - "Honey and Sulphur"
Praeclarum
Custodem
Ovium
Lupum
All Saints Day, the taint of rain
Blood and mud and thunder all the same
To those who close their ranks to Gille's men
Bricqueville, Prelati and De Sille
Creatures of the dark creeping up and down the countryside
Little angles out to pastume once again
Torture garden rules of thumb apply
To sacred flesh and the naked eye
Golgothic this erotica
Stinking of honey and worse, sulphur
So black was the magic in this tragical kingdom
The superstitions grew
Wise to the wolves that surprised their children
Gagged in sacks and dragged back to
Tiffauges
It's roads now home to a beautiful stranger
Lifting her veil
Spinning her lies
Tender eyes, never-ending danger
It grows
A rose that chose death for it's bedmuck
Prickles in wait
Thanking her spies
Trickling thighs her only hiccup
And though she walks the forest trails
She's far from innocent or frail
She leads them down the path where darkness dwells
That night is rife with celebration
The tower sings
Where so much foul illumination
Strikes a lighthouse for the things
That slither and slather at the border of the pentagram
Mid sour dreams
A beauty pageant for the gathering damned
Of slaughtered lambs and tortured screams
Praeclarum
Custodem
Ovium
Lupum
Torture garden rules of thumb apply
To sacred flesh and the naked eye
Golgothic this erotica
Stinking of honey and worse, sulphur
So black was the magic in this tragical kingdom
In this castle of loup-garou
When moonstruck veins, inflamed, deranged on
A parcel of victims now tied to
Tiffauges
Engorged on the hordes of the anorexic
Cherubim forced
Naked and blind
A holocaust mind designed their exit
A libertine so grim
Sometimes tore them limb from limb
Slitting their throats
Pissing on graves
Jesus save but the devil made him
Praeclarum
Custodem
Ovium
Lupum
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Posted: Sun Jul 12, 2009 11:34 pm
Illuminandi - "Czterdziesta Doba"
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 1:15 am
Missy Elliott - Gossip Folks
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 1:17 pm
Norther - "Self-Righteous F***"
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 7:17 pm
Led Zeppelin - "Immigrant Song"
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