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 Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2004 10:49 am
this song is awesome its called iron man by black sabbath
Has he lost his mind?
Can he see or is he blind?
Can he walk at all,
Or if he moves will he fall?
Is he alive or dead?
Has he thoughts within his head?
We'll just pass him there
why should we even care?
He was turned to steel
in the great magnetic field
When he travelled time
for the future of mankind
Nobody wants him
He just stares at the world
Planning his vengeance
that he will soon unfurl
Now the time is here
for Iron Man to spread fear
Vengeance from the grave
Kills the people he once saved
Nobody wants him
They just turn their heads
Nobody helps him
Now he has his revenge
Heavy boots of lead
fills his victims full of dread
Running as fast as they can
Iron Man lives again!
scream
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Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2004 11:26 am
Judas Preist/Electric Eye
Up here in space
I'm looking down on you.
My lasers trace
Everything you do.
You think you've private lives
Think nothing of the kind.
There is no true escape
I'm watching all the time.
I'm made of metal
My circuits gleam.
I am perpetual
I keep the country clean.
I'm elected electric spy
I protected electric eye.
Always in focus
You can't feel my stare.
I zoom into you
You don't know I'm there.
I take a pride in probing all your secret moves
My tearless retina takes pictures that can prove.
Electric eye, in the sky
Feel my stare, always there
's nothing you can do about it.
Develop and expose
I feed upon your every thought
And so my power grows.
Protected. Detective. Electric eye.
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2004 7:23 am
Skyclad - Cardboard City
Hands locked in darkness - a nocturnal greeting
We flutter like moths round the brazier's flame
Shrouded in shadow - our clandestine meeting
Here where past and present are one and the same.
No-one dies in Cardboard City
Faces only fade away
Eat your pride and take their pity
Fight to live another day.
And did those feet in ancient times
Walk bare upon these lonely streets like mine?
Does God watch us from that penthouse high above
His children down below who live on air and love?
Wrapped in old headlines beneath this shop awning
I shiver in silence and wait for the morning.
No-one cries in Cardboard City
That would be a waste of tears
Eat your pride and take their pity
Like you have so many years.
Youth of our nation - A lost generation
Like lepers we march to the chimes of Big Ben.
Exiled and rejected by powers elected
Our cries from the gutter don't reach number ten.
Give us this day our daily bread
Before the headlines read "bring out your dead."
Chip-wrapper flowers are blown onto this cardboard grave
My spray paint epitaph upon the wall it says...
"Here lies the bones of some poor homeless vagrant
He died as he lived, in the s**t on the pavement."
No-one dies in Cardboard City
Faces only fade away
Eat your pride and take their pity
Fight to live another day.
No-one cries in Cardboard City
That would be a waste of tears
Eat your pride and take their pity
Like you have so many years.
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2004 11:16 am
Hallowed Be Thy Name
Iron Maiden
I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time
Cos at 5 o'clock they take me to the Gallows Pole
The sands of time for me are running low
When the priest comes to read me the last rites
I take a look through the bars at the last sights
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me
Can it be there's some sort of error
Hard to stop the surmounting terror
Is it really the end not some crazy dream
Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming
It's not so easy to stop from screaming
But words escape me when I try to speak
Tears they flow but why am I crying
After all I am not afraid of dying
Don't believe that there is never an end
As the guards march me out to the courtyard
Someone calls from a cell "God be with you"
If there's a God then why has he let me die?
As I walk all my life drifts before me
And though the end is near I'm not sorry
Catch my soul cos it's willing to fly away
Mark my words please believe my soul lives on
Please don't worry now that I have gone
I've gone beyond to see the truth
When you know that your time is close at hand
maybe then you'll begin to understand
Life down there is just a strange illusion.
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2004 5:23 pm
Borknagar - Revolt
I fed the fire with my flesh and desire
Spilt the blood upon existence
Tracing trails, a furious tail
Barely touching the mirror of reality
The deformation of what depression denote
A spiritual fusion, drown in conclusions
Derail the path, the course that...
The solar solace within the hideous
Here upon the heralds of dawn
The dawn of eternity
A northern notability
Revoke the reviavl of revolt
Burn the treason, the trinity
Yearn the heat of the fire
Face yesterdays tomorrow
The heralds of the past
The winds of a history cast
The profound spiritual fusion
Glimpse inward to my world
A fragment of fire, hordes of imagery
An illumination of all illustrations
The solar solace within the hideous
Here upon the heralds of dawn
The dawn of eternity
A northern notability
Barely touching the mirror of reality
The deformation of what depression denote
A spiritual fusion, drown in conclusions
Derail the path, the course that...
I fed the fire with my flesh and desire
Spilt the blood upon existence
Tracing trails, a furious tail
To the centre of chaos
Burn the treason, the trinity
Yearn the heat of the fire
Face yesterdays tomorrow
The heralds of the past
The winds of a history cast
The profound spiritual fusion
Glimpse inward to my world
This song kicks a**!
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Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 2:21 pm
Dude, I love the lyrics of MegaDeth Trust. It is like, just like my life. I wont put all of them on, just a line that hits right home.
Time and again, she reapeats lets be friends. I smile and say yes, another truth is i must confess, i tried to let go, but i know well never end till were dust.
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 1:18 am
I Love this song for some reason, the lyrics always make me smile.
I got pictures of naked ladies
Lying on their beds
I whiff that smell and sweet convulsion
Starts a-Swelling inside my head
I'm making artificial lovers for free
I start to howl I'm in heat
I moan and growl and the hunt drives me crazy
I ******** like a Beast
I come round, round i come feel your love
Tie you down, down i come steal your love
I come round, round i come feel your love
Tie you down, down i come steal your love
I'm on the prowl and i watch you closely
I lie waiting for you
I'm the wolf with the sheepsskins clothing
I lick my chops and your tasting good
I do whatever i want to, to ya
I'll nail your a** to the sheets
A pelvic thrust and the sweat starts to sting ya
I ******** like a beast
I come round, round i come feel your love
Tie you down, down i come steal your love
I come round, round i come feel your love
Tie you down, down i come steal your love
Come ride, savage seduction
Ride, ride, ride
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 7:54 am
An appropriate song, I think.
Decadence of Dignity : Falconer
When profit shows his face
our sense of clarity is washed away.
Spinning round the axle of greed,
don't let the economy stagnate
for it's our creed.
I turn my head away in shame
as you crave for more,
selling out what is not yours to sell.
We're the pimps of it all.
Living in the decadence of our dignity.
When silver waves his hand,
we kneel so eagerly.
Living in the decadence of our dignity.
Where man will take command
we'll sail astray in greed.
Come into my booth and trade.
What about the exclusive bargain
for the day?
I can satisfy all your needs.
Sell your future and you will profit today,
do your deeds.
://I turn my head away in shame
as you crave for more,
selling out what is not yours to sell.
We're the pimps of it all.://
://Living in the decadence of our dignity.
When silver waves his hand,
we kneel so eagerly.
Living in the decadence of our dignity.
Where man will take command
we'll sail astray in greed.//:
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 5:57 pm
Megadeth-Rust In Peace...Polaris
Tremble you weaklings,cower in fear
I am your ruler,land,sea and air
Immense in my girth,erect I stand tall
I am a nuclear murderer I am polaris
Ready to pounce at the touch of a button
My system locked in on military gluttons
I rule on land,air and sea
Pass judgement on humanity
Winds blow from the bowels of hell
Will we give warning,only time will tell
Satan rears his ugly head,to spit into the wind
I spread disease like a dog
Discharge my payload a mile high
Rotten egg air of death wrestles your nostrils
Launch the polaris,the end doesn’t scare us
When will this cease
The warheads will all rust in peace
Bomb shelters filled to the brim
Survival such a silly whim
World leaders sell missiles cheap
Your stomach turns,your flesh creeps
High priest of holocaust,fire from the sea
Nuclear winter spreading disease
The day of final conflict
All pay the price
The third world war
Rapes peace,takes life
Back to the start,talk of the part
When the earth was cold as ice
Total dismay as the sun passed away
And the days where black as night
Eradication of earth’s
Population loves polaris
heart that song smile
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2005 7:53 pm
Iced Earth ~ Pure Evil
Cannons pound into the night
Angels soar into the sky
The battle rages on
Deliverance, unholy one
The seeds of hate fly tonight
Good and evil light the sky
Another vision from inside
I know it's wrong, I can't deny
For seven years I have reigned
In this damned and desolate hell
Now I've lived the master's vengeance
It saved me from myself
We paint the sky with blood tonight
Setting free the damned to fight
The whore of Babylon is here
The end of the storm is near
Pure evil
Feel the pain from the jackals wrath
Pure evil
Dance in flames for the final quest
Hear the ghost of violence
Fear the God of detriment
The land on earth is soaked with blood
Hear the screams of the helpless ones
Axes yield and daggers fly
Ripping through all flesh in sight
We paint the sky with blood tonight
Setting free the damned to fight
The whore of Babylon is here
The end of the storm is near
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 10:05 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2005 4:42 pm
Metallica - Disposable Heroes
Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be
a servant `til I fall
Soldier boy, made of clay
now an empty shell
twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
just do as we say
finished here, Greeting Death
he's yours to take away
Back to the front
you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
you coward
you servant
you blindman
Barking of machinegun fire, does nothing to me now
sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
More a man, more stripes you bare, glory seeker trends
bodies fill the fields I see
the slaughter never ends
Why, Am I dying?
Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying
Hell, Hell is here
I was born for dying
Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
had no chance to see myself, moulded day by day
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
left to die with only friend
Alone I clench my gun
Back to the front
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Posted: Thu May 26, 2005 6:34 pm
An unforseen future nestled somewhere in time.
Unsuspecting victims no warnings, no signs.
Judgment day the second coming arrives.
Before you see the light you must die.
Forgotten children, conform a new faith,
Avidity and lust controlled by hate.
(The) Never ending search for your shattered sanity,
Souls of Damnation in their own reality.
Chaos rampant,
An age of distrust.
Confrontations.
Impulsive habitat.
b*****d sons bagat your cunting daughters,
Promiscuous mothers with your incestuous fathers.
Engreat souls condemned for eternity,
Sustained by immoral observance a domineering deity.
Chaos rampant,
An age of distrust.
Confrontations.
Impulsive sabbath.
On and on, south of heaven
The root of all evil is the heart of a black soul.
A force that has lived all eternity.
A never ending search for a truth never told.
The loss of all hope and your dignity.
Chaos rampant,
An age of distrust.
Confrontations.
Impulsive habitat.
On and on, south of heaven
south of heaven slayer
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2005 5:08 pm
Trust - Antisocial
Tu bosses toute ta vie pour payer ta pierre tombale,
Tu masques ton visage en lisant ton journal,
Tu marches tel un robot dans les couloirs du metro,
Les gens ne te touchent pas, il faut faire le premier pas,
Tu voudrais dialoguer sans renvoyer la balle,
Impossible d'avancer sans ton gilet pare-balle.
Tu voudrais donner des yeux a la justice
Impossible de violer cette femme pleine de vices.
Antisocial, tu perds ton sang froid.
Repense a toutes ces annees de service.
Antisocial, bientot les annees de sevices,
Enfin le temps perdu qu'on ne rattrape plus.
Ecraser les gens est devenu ton passe-temps.
En les eclaboussant, tu deviens genant.
Dans ton desespoir, il reste un peu d'espoir
Celui de voir les gens sans fard et moins batards.
Mais cesse de faire le point, serre plutot les poings,
Bouge de ta retraite, ta conduite est trop parfaite
Releve la gueule, je suis la, t'es pas seul
Ceux qui t'enviaient, aujourd'hui te jugeraient.
Tu bosses toute ta vie pour payer ta pierre tombale,
Tu masques ton visage en lisant ton journal,
Tu marches tel un robot dans les couloirs du metro,
Les gens ne te touchent pas, il faut faire le premier pas,
Tu voudrais dialoguer sans renvoyer la balle,
Impossible d'avancer sans ton gilet pare-balle.
Tu voudrais donner des yeux a la justice
Impossible de violer cette femme pleine de vices.
Antisocial, antisocial, antisocial, antisocial
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2005 9:40 am
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