10-03-2003, 02:04 AM | #321 |
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I'm a fountain of blood
In the shape of a girl Youre the bird on the brim Hipnotized by the whirl -Drink me, Make me feel real -Wet your beak in the stream -The game were playing is called life -Loves a two way dream Im a path of cinders Burning under your feet Your the one who walks me, Im your one way street -Im a whisper in the water -Secret for you to hear -Your the one who grows distant -When I beckon you near Leave me now, Return Tonight... |
10-06-2003, 12:19 PM | #322 |
Elven Warrior
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Anybody like Radiohead? They have really good lyrics. So do Jets to Brazil and Goo Goo Dolls....
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10-09-2003, 05:34 PM | #324 |
Woolly Jumper
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Blue yonder dreams
And second hand shoes You're so far gone, That you're left to lose. It's too late to go home All alone. Your the tar in that old cigar And the worn out cable On a cable car - and, You're too tired to admit You've gotta choose. -A song to sing These lyrics were brought to you from the fabulous HANSON!!!!!!
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10-10-2003, 11:06 AM | #325 |
Enting
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Barathrum - Last Day In Heaven
One hundred of satan's angels, somehow they lost to the heaven And what a helluva party, they had over there Two hundred skin winged demons, they made an invasion to the gates Gates left golden dust behind them, after they were rumbling down And sixty devilish creatures, attacked against the walls And those walls of the heaven, were crushed by their force Fifty dark minded beasts, with their wings of steel They made a raid to the temple, and it's tower of the gold Another fifty steel winged ones, they landed on the yard On the yard of that temple, they massacred angels of God One hundred warriors of Lucifer, they brought the fire with them And they made storm of fire, that blew over paradise And behold, one hundred and six, monsters from the inferno They brought the nuclear destruction, that devastated The Holy Realm The legions of the hell, attacked to the heaven There were no survivors, after this invasion from the hell Dreams turned to nightmares Heaven changed to hell Light turned to dark White changed to black Good turned to evil Green changed to red Colours of the heaven Changed to negative Last day in heaven...! Last day in heaven...! Last day in heaven...! Last day in heaven...! Last day in heaven...! Last day in heaven...! Last day in heaven...! Last day in heaven...! Last day in heaven...! Last day in heaven...! Last day in heaven...! Last day in heaven...! Last day in heaven...! Last day in heaven...! Last day in heaven...! Last day in heaven...! Last day in heaven...!
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10-27-2003, 09:51 AM | #326 |
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About the right time of year for this one...
NO MAN'S LAND (Eric Bogle) Well, how do you do, Private William McBride, Do you mind if I sit down here by your graveside? And rest for a while in the warm summer sun, I've been walking all day, and I'm nearly done. And I see by your gravestone you were only 19 When you joined the glorious fallen in 1916, Well, I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean Or, Willie McBride, was it slow and obscene? Did they Beat the drum slowly, did the play the pipes lowly? Did the rifles fire o'er you as they lowered you down? Did the bugles sound The Last Post in chorus? Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest? And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined? And, though you died back in 1916, To that loyal heart are you always 19? Or are you a stranger without even a name, Forever enshrined behind some glass pane, In an old photograph, torn, tattered and stained, And fading to yellow in a brown leather frame? Did they Beat the drum slowly, did the play the pipes lowly? Did the rifles fire o'er you as they lowered you down? Did the bugles sound The Last Post in chorus? Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest? The sun's shining down on these green fields of France; The warm wind blows gently, and the red poppies dance. The trenches have vanished long under the plough; No gas, no barbed wire, no guns firing now. But here in this graveyard that's still No Man's Land The countless white crosses in mute witness stand To man's blind indifference to his fellow man. And a whole generation who were butchered and damned. Did they Beat the drum slowly, did the play the pipes lowly? Did the rifles fire o'er you as they lowered you down? Did the bugles sound The Last Post in chorus? Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest? And I can't help but wonder, now Willie McBride, Do all those who lie here know why they died? Did you really believe them when they told you "The Cause?" Did you really believe that this war would end wars? Well the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame The killing, the dying, it was all done in vain, For Willie McBride, it all happened again, And again, and again, and again, and again Did they Beat the drum slowly, did the play the pipes lowly? Did the rifles fire o'er you as they lowered you down? Did the bugles sound The Last Post in chorus? Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest?
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11-15-2003, 11:27 AM | #327 |
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These lyrics make me think of Entmoot and a certain admin...
Sister Golden Hair Written by Gerry Beckley. Well I tried to make it Sunday, but I got so damn depressed That I set my sights on Monday and I got myself undressed I ain't ready for the altar but I do agree there's times When a woman sure can be a friend of mine Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Sister Golden Hair surprise And I just can't live without you; can't you see it in my eyes? I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air? Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care? Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Sister Golden Hair surprise And I just can't live without you; can't you see it in my eyes? Now I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air? Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care? Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it Doo wop doo wop ...
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11-15-2003, 08:08 PM | #328 |
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Rape Me - NIRVANA
Rape me
Rape me my friend Rape me Rape me again I’m not the only one I’m not the only one I’m not the only one I’m not the only one Hate me Do it and do it again Waste me Rape me my friend I’m not the only one I’m not the only one I’m not the only one I’m not the only one My favorite inside source I’ll kiss your open sores Appreciate your concern You’ll always stink and burn Rape me Rape me my friend Rape me Rape me again I’m not the only one I’m not the only one I’m not the only one I’m not the only one Rape me! Rape me! Rape me! Rape me! Rape me! Rape me! Rape me! Rape me! Rape me!
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11-16-2003, 04:45 AM | #329 |
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"Rape me" That Insidious Rex posted, put me in mind of this song.
Conquest Of The Planet Of The Apes by They Might Be Giants Conquest, it's a type of quest They called it a conquest of the Planet of the Apes Conquest, they played it at request It was another type of quest For the Planet of the Apes Conquest! Request! We're gonna have an inquest but this is a type of quest For the planet of the Apes Yeah!
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How to Survive the Sillmarillion I thought that Alcohol was just for those with nothing else to do. I thought that drinking just to get drunk was a waste of precious booze. But now I know that there's a time and there's a place where I can choose To walk the fine line between self control and self abuse. "Lacerations make complications, but welts go away in a day." |
11-21-2003, 01:36 AM | #330 |
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Metaphor
For a missing moment Pull me in To your Perfect circle... One womb One shape One resolve Liberate this will To release us all... Gotta cut away, clear away, Ship away & sever this Umbilical residue that's Keeping me from killing you... And from pulling you down with me, Here I can almost hear you scream Give Me Give Me One more medicated peaceful moment One more medicated peaceful moment And I dont want to feel this overwelming Hostility... |
11-21-2003, 01:43 AM | #331 |
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Orestes
Written by: A Perfect Circle
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11-21-2003, 03:06 AM | #332 |
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WOOOO! Twiggys in A Perfect Circle. i love Twiggy, but he hasnt kept his name now only Manson and Madonna Wayne Gacy are left of the original Marilyn Manson and the Spooky Kids. and Gacy isnt that cool... in memory of twiggy i will post lyrics from Antichrist
ANTICHRIST SUPERSTAR YOU BUILT ME UP WITH YOUR WISHING HELL I DIDN'T HAVE TO SELL YOU YOU THREW YOUR MONEY IN THE PISSING WELL YOU DO JUST WHAT THEY TELL YOU REPENT, THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT I SHED THE SKIN TO FEED THE FAKE REPENT, THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT WHOSE MISTAKE AM I ANYWAY? CUT THE HEAD OFF GROWS BACK HARD I AM THE HYDRA NOW YOU'LL SEE YOUR STAR PRICK YOUR FINGER IT IS DONE THE MOON HAS NOW ECLIPSED THE SUN THE ANGEL HAS SPREAD HIS WINGS THE TIME HAS COME FOR BITTER THINGS REPENT, THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT I SHED THE SKIN TO FEED THE FAKE REPENT, THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT WHOSE MISTAKE AM I ANYWAY? THE TIME HAS COME IT IS QUITE CLEAR OUR ANTICHRIST IS ALMOST HERE... IT IS DONE
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11-23-2003, 08:16 PM | #333 |
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Tilling my own grave to keep me level
Shove another dragon down the hole Digging to the rythm & the echo Of a solitary siren One that pushes me along & leaves me so: Desperate & Ravenous Im so weak & powerless over you... |
01-22-2004, 10:03 PM | #334 |
Sapling
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into the west
the rotk soundtrack is really amazing...though most of them are just melodies. Into the west is a beautiful song with beautiful lyrics...if you don't have the sountrack i suggest you get it..below is the lyrics to into the west
Lay Down Your sweet and weary head Night is falling You have come to journey's end Sleep now Dream-of the ones who came before They are calling From across a distant shore Why do you weep? What are these tears upon your face? Soon you will see All of your fears will pass away. Safe in my arms You're only sleeping What can you see? On the horizon. Why do the white gulls call? Across the sea A pale moon rises. The ships have come To carry you home. And all will turn to silver glass. A light on the water All souls pass. Hope fades Into the world of night. Through shadows falling, Out of memory and time. Don't say We have come now to the end. White shores are calling You and I will meet again. And you'll be here in my arms Just sleeping. What can you see? On the horizon. Why do the white gulls call? Across the sea A pale moon rises. The ships have come To carry you home. And all will turn to silver glass. A light on the water Grey ships pass Into the west.
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01-23-2004, 08:30 PM | #335 |
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goo goo dolls have excellent lyrics, as do staind. this is one of my favorites...
AFI "Girl's Not Grey" I'll lay me down tonight, much further down. Swim in the calm tonight. This art does drown. What follows me as the whitest lace of light just begs to be imbrued? What follows will swallow whole. What follows has lead me to this place where I belong, with all erased. All insects sing tonight. The coldest sound. I'd send God's grace tonight, could it be found. I'll lay me down tonight much further down . Watch the stars go out tonight. On sinking ground, I'll lay me down.
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01-23-2004, 11:30 PM | #336 |
Enting
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Michael W. Smith
This Is Your Time It was a test we could all hope to pass But none of us would want to take. Faced with the choice to deny God to live, For her, there was one choice to make. This was her time. this was her dance. She lived every moment; left nothing to chance. She swam in the sea; drank of the deep; Embraced the mystery of all she could be. This was her time... Though you are mourning and grieving with us, Death died a long time ago; Swallowed in life so that life carries on. Still it’s so hard to let go. This was her time. this was her dance. She lived every moment; left nothing to chance. She swam in the sea; drank of the deep; Embraced the mystery of all she could be. What if tomorrow, and what if today, Faced with the question, Oh what would you say? This is your time. this is your dance. Live every moment. leave nothing to chance. Swim in the sea. drink of the deep. Follow the mercy and hear yourself praying. Won’t you save me? Won’t you save me? This is your time. this is your dance. Live every moment. leave nothing to chance. Swim in the sea. drink of the deep. Embrace the mystery of all you can be. This is your time. this is your dance. Live every moment. leave nothing to chance. Swim in the sea. drink of the deep. Embrace the mystery of all you can be. This is your time... (won’t you save me? ) (this is your time) (won’t you save me? ) |
01-24-2004, 01:46 AM | #337 |
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Tenor and Baritone:
Out there, we've walked quite friendly up to death: sat down and eaten with him, cool and bland,- pardoned his spilling mess-tins in our hands. we've sniffed the green odour of his breath,- Our eyes wept, but our courage didnt writhe. he's spat at us with bullets and he's coughed shrapnel. we chorused when he sang aloft; We whistled when he shaved us with his scythe. Oh death was never enemy of ours! we laughed with him, we leagued with him, old chum. No soldier's paid to kick against his powers. We laughed, knowing better men would come, And greater wars; when each proud fighter brags he wars on death-for life; not men-for flags. Extract from Britten's "WAR REQUIEM" opus 66. lyrics by Wilfred Owen
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01-25-2004, 06:16 PM | #338 |
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Black Crowes
the last of the true rock bands...
Remedy Baby, baby why can't you sit still? Who killed that bird out on you window sill? Are you the reason that he broke his back? Did I see you laugh about that? If I come on like a dream? Would you let me show you what I mean? If you let me come on inside? Will you let it glide? Can I have some remedy? Remedy for me please. Cause if I had some remedy I'd take enough to please me. Baby, baby why did you dye your hair? Why you always keeping with your mother's dare? Baby why's who's who, who know you too? Did the other children scold on you? If I come on like a dream? Would you let me show you what I mean? If you let me come on inside? Will you let it slide?
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02-28-2004, 07:15 PM | #339 |
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Green Day
Welcome To Paradise Dear mother, Can you hear me whining? It's been three whole weeks Since I left your home This sudden fear has left me trembling Cause now it seems that I am out here on my own And I'm feeling so alone Pay attention to the cracked streets And the broken homes Some call it the slums Some call it nice I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise A gunshot rings out at the station Another urchin snaps and left dead on his own It makes me wonder why I'm still here For some strange reason it's now Feeling like my home And I'm never gonna go Pay attention to the cracked streets And the broken homes Some call it the slums Some call it nice I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise Dear mother, can you hear me laughing It's been six whole months since I have left your home It makes me wonder why I'm still here For some strange reason it's now Feeling like my home And I'm never gonna go Pay attention to the cracked streets And the broken homes Some call it the slums Some call it nice I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise Woah paradise
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02-28-2004, 09:03 PM | #340 |
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A Bit of My Darker Side
I don't know if anyone else here likes Evanescence, Good Charlotte, Simple Plan, or Train, but those are really what I'd be posting. On that note!
Tourniquet By Evanescence I tried to kill my pain But only brought more I lay dying And I'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal I'm dying, praying, bleeding, and screaming Am I too lost to be saved? Am I too lost? My God, My tourniquet Return to me, salvation My God, My tourniquet Return to me, salvation Do you remember me? Lost for so long Will you be on the other side, Or will you forget me? I'm dying, praying, bleeding, and screaming Am I too lost to be saved? Am I too lost? My God, My tourniquet Return to me, salvation My God, My tourniquet Return to me, salvation My wounds cry for the grave My soul cries for deliverance Will I be denied? Christ, Tourniquet, My suicide......
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A writer, a singer, an actress, and... a dreamer. That is what I am. "I know. It’s all wrong. By rights we shouldn’t even be here. But we are. It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back only they didn’t. They kept going because they were holding on to something." "What're we holding onto, Sam?" "That there’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo, and it’s worth fighting for."~ Frodo & Sam, LotR:TTT "Madame Gaston, can't you just see it? Madame Gaston, his little wife! No sir! Not me! I guarantee it! I want much more than this provincial life! I want adventure in the great, wide SOMEWHERE. I want it more than I can tell. And for once it might be grand, to have someone... understand. I want so much more than they've got planned..."~ Belle, Beauty & The Beast |
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