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 Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 7:36 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2005 5:59 pm
-> INCREASE BLUE <-
Goodbye. Kiss me. This is a show of just a 8mm tape and my memory.
I'm in love with a naked blonde.
Goodbye. I kiss you. This is The Slashers' Show.
Your name is Jely Anne.
Ladies and gentlemen, it's show time!!
Goodbye. Kiss me. This is The All Natural Dissection Show.
I love that girl with the blue eyes.
Goodbye. I kiss you. This is The Slashers' Deadly Cold Show.
I jump on you. I implant. It's the Adult Movie.
It's a Take Out Adult Movie.
It's the Dead, and the Out. The Adult Movie.
Killing me softly...
Cherry Srawberry. It's Very Very Good.
It's a Take Out Adult Movie.
It's the Dead, and the Out. The Adult Movie.
Killing me softly...
Cherry Srawberry. It's Very Very Good.
Jely Inspire, Jely Inspire, Jely Inspire
Bye-bye Miss Jely.
Jely Inspire, Jely Inspire, Jely Inspire
Bye-bye Miss Jely.
Goodbye. Kiss me. This is the Elegant Black Joke Show.
Body pierce and Milkshake. Lies and Love.
Goodbye. I kiss you. This is The Slashers' Fun Show.
I jump on you. Its the Late Show Adult Movie.
It's a Take Out Adult Movie.
It's the Dead, and the Out. The Adult Movie.
Killing me softly...
Cherry Srawberry. It's Very Very Good.
It's a Take Out Adult Movie.
It's the Dead, and the Out. The Adult Movie.
Killing me softly...
Cherry Srawberry. It's Very Very Good.
Jely Inspire, Jely Inspire, Jely Inspire
Bye-bye Miss Jely.
Jely Inspire, Jely Inspire, Jely Inspire
Bye-bye Miss Jely.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2005 6:01 pm
~ Itoshisa ha Fuhai ni Tsuki (Love Comes With Rot) ~
I await the morning
the young girl to whom dance meant everything,
held in my arms
because even you, her dearest friend,
is there to wave to her no more
now I long for even those simple days
the petals of ash drifting up into the air
setting the mound of sacrifices ablaze to say goodbye,
the petals of ash drifting up into the air
put on your dress and dance
the love given endlessly
because you cry out loud, so, come now...
take off your dress, and sleep
the love gushed endlessly
in your sleeping face,
the girl for whom I wished happiness, is gone.
the girl with one leg, a dress, and rot
held in my arms.
-very very nice song {nn}o-
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2005 6:04 pm
+ OBSCURE +
How many hangings tonight under the red moon "..."
How deep will it sink inside eating skin that doesn't match?
The snake makes way through the sheets and goes inside the uterus.
It can seem like a someiyoshino; a cherry blossom petal, that dances sadly.
The stain is the moon that's fulfilled, and the vomiting at night begins.
Don't you remember?
Color of faint...the night begins and people start to awe.
Color of pomegranate...sting with the p***k and disappear far away.
How many secret hangings of the premature baby tonight under the red moon "..."
Bloody Baby & Sacrifice
Don't you remember?
Color of Golden yellow...want to be the spider that stings.
Color of tears...remembering the memories.
Color of faint...the night begins and people start to awe.
Color of pomegranate...sting with the p***k and disappear far away.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2005 6:06 pm
= MARMALADE CHAINSAW =You're a monkey, looking all honest all over the wall. One Twelve Two Eleven Three Ten Four Nine Death Thirteen Shoot the guys who are just talk. Am I insane? Is society pleased? Suck suck suck'em all till the end mine death thirteen. It becomes reality as my wrist pricks. Ain't ********' around.. Mouth to Mouth... Can't hear the cry of the newborn baby. Honey looks down at the scaffold. Stuffed inside the refrigerator is a sacrificed flower. It's the highly praised Serial Horror Show. Nobody's hell like mine You're a Dancing Majestic Baby The works of orange is Thirteen. Nobody's hell like mine. You're a Screaming Majestic Baby. A clockwork of Death Thirteen. Lets play with the chainsaw SUCK ME Living honestly is my good point and I have no bad points to my personality. One Twelve Two Eleven Three Ten Four Nine Death Thirteen Shoot him who just screamed. Am I insane? Is society pleased? Suck suck suck'em all till the end mine death thirteen. It becomes reality as my wrist pricks. Ain't ********' around.. Nobody's hell like mine You're a Dancing Majestic Baby The works of orange is Thirteen Nobody's hell like mine You're a Screaming Majestic Baby A clockwork of Death Thirteen
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2005 6:09 pm
x 24ko cylinder x
Give Me Laugh Everyone feels
Give Me Pain that if time ended,
Give Me High their dreams
Give Me [nothing] full of contradiction...
Give Me Laugh A smile full of airs
Give Me Pain the more lies we tell
Give Me High the less places
Give Me [nothing] love has left to go...
your love that doesn't reach me, my love that doesn't reach you
look at it now...
your voice that doesn't reach me, my voice that doesn't reach you
look at it now... but...
Give Me Laugh Can I love you
Give Me Pain the more we embrace?
Give Me High I'm
Give Me [nothing] so hypocritical
your love that doesn't reach me, my love that doesn't reach you
look at it now...
your voice that doesn't reach me, my voice that doesn't reach you
look at it now... but...
Time ends. Time changes. The passage of time records, "me", "you" and "now".
Time stops. At the end of time, We'll kiss our passionless love and sleep.
An end begins a trivial matter.
It's a time to burn everything.
If I forget you without hesitation...
Serious injury laughs at me.
The time is changing, the passage of time,
burns me, you, now.
Solitude laughs at it likes.
You laugh as you look down.
The time is over, the time will stop, at the end of the time
sleeping with a kiss to unheated death.
your love that doesn't reach me, my love that doesn't reach you
look at it now...
your voice that doesn't reach me, my voice that doesn't reach you
look at it now...
Dreams wilt and return to dust, will they one day bloom again inside me?
I can't remember the dream that left me,
Does your voice reach me?
but...
Time ends. Time changes. The passage of time records, "me" "you" and "now".
Time stops. At the end of time, We'll kiss our passionless love and sleep.
Give me [nothing] if time ends...
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2005 6:11 pm
~x~ 304goushitsu, hakushi no sakura ~x~
from the window the ever unchanging cherry blossoms
flutter flutter flutter flutter and dance in the breeze
today, too, my conciousness fades away
who are you? I cannot remember anything
my tears overflowed and fell
onto your hand clutching mine reassuringly
your unending stream of tears told me something
for some reason the scent of you brings memories...
surely I will lose my life all alone, in this room
these flowers that no-one can find...
the flowers fall quickly, swaying in the breeze this white hospital room blows with the breeze
the pain building up day by day
you held my thinning, ugly body close to you
at my time of death, there's one special person I remembered
tomorrow I'll become ashes, return to dust
from the window I can see the cherry blossoms beneath those cherry blossoms I want to sleep
wrapped in warmth in your hand....
they carry me quietly from room 304
so that I will never forget you
from here on, I sway in the breeze, together with the cherry blossoms, remembering you
fluttering fluttering
fluttering fluttering
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2005 6:15 pm
-- SAJOU NO UTA --In the season, the month of April, the song written on the sand vanishes. At the bottom, it is a dark and endless tomorrow. To meet, to say goodbye under the blue sky. The end of summer, I met the sea. What is love if it just drifts away and it's gone? What did I pray to the sun that I know I can't reach, and turn it to ashes? I can't seem to end it, so again I pick up the pieces of you that disappeared in the sand. He sings the song written on the sand with his head down, keeping his voice down, and underneath it ...... The tears from the sky hit me. Everyone looks so happy. You are not here by me on my left side. The breeze is in blur from last year. I met you in the early autumn. The weight of sadness more then the weight of the pain. Flowers blooms and flowers fall, but a flower is as it is a flower. But also wish to change by tomorrow. The spring when I looked for you the sand of the sea disappears.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 9:10 am
+ JESUS CHRIST R'N R +
I will communicate with love
I will kill with emotion
From that very day i was able to laugh freely...
Do you think that was a long time ago? I thought
The threatening world pressuring in?
Meaning that world would be outside of the cage?
Eventualy I will get used to it, but when will the scar disappear?
Let's go out into the city with a bat
Come and play with me more
Do it now. God bless me! Bless you!
I cry from pain
ominous communication
Jesus Christ Rock'n Roll
Lets meet up in a sigh
Jesus Christ Rock'n Roll
Bound together firmly
Jesus Christ Rock'n Roll
With no way out it is shaved off
Jesus Christ Rock'n Roll
You must be happy with logics and contradictions
When unhappiness creeps in
The meaning of that doesn't change
Am I laughing well in your world?
Who is more tragic?
You are probably more serious
I'll probably be able to laugh more when I am torn and hurt
False accusations kill me
Cries of grief will lead you to Jesus
Jesus Christ Rock'n Roll
Lets meet up in a sigh
Jesus Christ Rock'n Roll
Bound together firmly
Jesus Christ Rock'n Roll
With no way out it is shaved off
Jesus Christ Rock'n Roll
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 9:12 am
= Taiyou no Ao (Blue of the Sun) =My heart was like it burst into flame, feeling the ring of the bell. I wanted to stay watching that phone which never rang. When I turn the street corner, all of a sudden I remember the shades of midsummer, the movie we often watched together and those days. The midsummer sun, the season that coincides with my memories taken away by the wind, never to reach you again. I look at you crying, just watching you as if its second nature, unable to do anything. You're wearing a scent I don't recognize, is that for his sake ? You pretend not to notice me there, already five years have come and gone, are you happy with him ? running into each other in Teramachi, for some reason my heart aches... The midsummer sun, the season that coincides with my memory taken away by the wind, never again to reach you. the cold sun, changes to a new color I can't hide my scars, colored in a new season. hurting, hurting each other, people hide their wounds but I'll try to get over mine, so they become a pretty flower Raina the important things are "_____", my memories... - crying a really nice song. this story actually did happen to kyo crying -
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 9:15 am
- THE FINAL -
I watch my purpose disappear...
my left hand unable to write the words.
everytime I shed blood, my reason for living...
the words come to me clearly.
in my hands, even my beloved is scattered gloriously
in my hands, even if I cut the meaning of my life in,
I know it's a meaningless flower.
one, two and growing... why do I become the humorless feed?
The Final
the deep prison at my core, I can never return.
a masochistic loser unable to feel tomorrow
Suicide is the proof of life.
in my hands, even my beloved is scattered gloriously
in my hands, even if I cut the meaning of my life in,
perishes a meaningless flower.
So I can't live, so I can't live
Yes, that which I've lost
So I can't live, so I can't live
can't be made again.
So I can't live, so I can't live
the song doesn't even seek
So I can't live, so I can't live
to prove my life
Let's put an end... The Final
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 9:42 pm
- FILTH -
Sadistic Sadistic, Stimulate the Sadist.
Sadistic Sadistic, Bury the Sadist
Sadistic Sadistic, Sever the Masochist
Sadistic Sadistic, Let's begin our Platonic Love
the yellowish greedy bugs are my frustrated sympathizers
the rotten apple in my gastric juices.
won't you try some of the soup of sexual desire *1
The dripping pink maggots soaked in the Formaldhyde of Sadistic Desire
The rotten strawberry down in there *2
A sour marinee prepared with blood.
Filth Hi
Let's see a movie. Just as I promised to you, holding hands.
At night we bid farewell, before the strawberry and the apple go rotten
My dream grows. Kissing you just as I promised I would,
I bid farewell to you. Let's enjoy the last supper. *3
Filth Hi
Sadistic Sadistic, Devour the Sadistic
Sadistic Sadistic, Sadistical, Horror.
Here comes my Sadistic Stimulation
Come one and all to see! *4
Sadistic Sadistic, Synchro Prepared Retro Horror
The Festival of Carnal Desire will be begin.
The Festival of Sexual Desire will be begin.
The Unstoppable Sadistic Festival
Rapid Flesh Psycho Horror
Orange Juice with LIVER!
Sweet Curry with KIDNEY!
Pescatore prepared with PANCREAS!
Beloved Beloved Psycho Horror.
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 9:45 pm
= Kasumi (Hazy) =I was crying, a candied apple in one hand... into the darkness of dead time. "Mama, where are you Mama?" imprint your details in my eyes, and hold you. Gion Hill in August when the bugs chirp noisilly and the store that sells folding paper fans. The smiling Month of May this child wished for never comes. I let the paper balloon fly high into the sky, At that point the tears well up, the red candy melts away with my memories until there's nothing. I awake around 4 in the morning, to her tiny cries echoing, I put her to bed with a reading of her favorite picture book. in the darkness... goodbye. I let the paper balloon fly high into the sky, At that point the tears well up, the red candy melts away with my memories until there's nothing. how many more years will it be before these tears end? the sun sank to the dead bottom and there lies the truth and... At one o'clock in the afternoon on a windless day, there now she lies silently, still underneath the tatami
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 9:46 pm
+ [KR] CUBE +
Hey Oni-san just try and tag me,
Young days spent playing at Gion.
Everyday Every Night rocked back and forth
on your back facing the new moon, with a lullabye
you like a Japanese Doll,
without changing your expression even once,
softly closing your eyes, lying by the side of your baby
go to sleep go to sleep little one (nennenokororiyo...)
Now I think of my dead mother,
her image overlapping with this child,
let's play the koto again today.
back and forth, side to side, swinging and swaying
kururi fururi fuwari kurakurari
back and forth, side to side, swinging and swaying
back and forth, side to side, making noise.
"Mother and you and my new relation"
Without thinking I put my hand on your neck.
You say nothing and you do nothing.
I'm gonna sing the last lullabye for you while
you smile at me.
I wonder why I fell in love with you. Impossible Love.
your tiny hands put together palm to palm,
the disharmonized dream, a corpse and love.
back and forth, side to side, swinging and swaying
kururi fururi fuwari kurakurari
back and forth, side to side, swinging and swaying
back and forth, side to side, making noise.
Mother and you and my new relation
Mother and you and my new relation
Mother and you and my new relation
- one of my favorite pvs!!!!!! whee -
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2005 9:48 pm
~ AMBER ~
The wind of Indian Summer pulses,
with the warped sound, my ideals crumble
my future falls apart, I'm done for, I...
I want to be with you longer,
I want to stay with you longer but,
the fragile tears lurking beaneath my smile,
I can hide them no longer
When this amber colored dream of so many years
comes to its end, will I awake the real me?
I took all I could, so much it almost killed me
I even reached out, but
I ended up here, now
We're in hell under control of him
The light goes out and the stage goes dark
informing me it's the end,
Let me hear your voice again,
I want to stay here longer but,
Farewell to the one I loved deeply,
your name I never even knew.
In the amber colored place we promised to meet,
I feel the wind of Indian Summer
and look back on it all
the tears mix with the blood,
to make a new amber colored dream,
here in my heart.
Until my voice dies out, my last...
Until my voice dies out, I'll sing.
- i liked this song live ^^ -
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