Bassie zit in een restaurant te eten. Hij roept de ober: "Ober, de soep is veel te heet en er drijft zowaar een trompet in." Zegt de ober: "Die trompet is om in de soep te blazen!"

Some Kind Of Stranger

And yes I believe in what we had
But words got in the way
And only yesterday
As I was leaving
Lord knows I've tried to say but I've
Heard a million conversations
Going where they've been before
Seen the way that careful lingers
Undecided at the door

And all I know for sure
All I know for real
Is knowing doesn't mean so much
When placed against the feeling
The heat inside
When bodies meet
When fingers touch

All my words are secondhand and
Useless in the face of this
Rationale and rhyme and reason
Pale beside a single kiss
And I've heard so many things I
Fail to understand at all
I'd settle anytime for
Unknown footsteps in the hall outside

Because the world is cruel and
Promises are broken
Don't try to tell me
Anything don't try to tell me
You'll be true to me you know the
Real truth is never spoken
And I know the world is cold but
If you hold on tight to what you
Find you might not mind too much though
Even this must pass away and
Memories may last for years but
Names are just for souvenirs
Some kind of angel let me
Look into your eyes
Don't give me whys and wherefores
Reason or surprise
I don't care for words that don't belong
And I don't care what you're called
Tell me later if at all
I can wait a long long time
Before I hear another love song

Come here I think you're beautiful
My door is open wide
Some kind of angel come inside

Emotional Winter

Speak to me
For I have seen
Your waning smile
Your scars concealed
So far from home,
do you know you're not alone
Sleep tonight
Sweet summerlight
Scattered yesterdays,
the past is far away

How fast time passed by
The transience of life

Those wasted moments won't return
And we will never feel again

Beyond my dreams
Ever with me
You flash before my eyes,
a final fading sigh
But the sun will rise
And tears will dry
Of all that is to come,
the dream has just begun

And time is speeding by
The transience of life

Those wasted moments wont return
And we will never feel again

Ga Je Mee?

B: Waarnaartoe?

A: Naar het Cirkussssssssssss

Ga je mee?
--->piew piew
Ga je mee?
--->piew piew
Naar het circus, naar het circussss!
Ratatatata snare roffel

Ga je mee?
--->piew piew
Ga je mee?
--->piew piew
Naar het circus, naar het circussss!
Ratatatata snare roffel

De tent die kan omhooG
De band is begonnen, Ljuissstert u maar
De tent stijg tot den top!

Ga je mee?
--->piew piew
Ga je mee?
--->piew piew
Naar het circus, naar het circussss!
Ratatatata snare roffel

Ga je mee?
--->piew piew
Ga je mee?
--->piew piew
Naar het circus, naar het circussss!
Ratatatata snare roffel

rezuessnefreudelk
Pffff!
Zit ik het kookboek op de kop te lezen!

Ik heb vaak het gevoel dat teksten van Anathema over mezelf lijken te gaan. Vooral teksten van de albums Alernative 4 en van Judgement.
Vooral teksten over liefdesverdriet en andere ellende voel ik me vaak aan verwant.

Death- Suicide Machine

Controlling their lives
Deciding when and how they will die
A victim of someone else's choice
The ones who suffer have no voice
Manipulating destiny
When it comes to living, no one seems to care
But when it comes to wanting out
Those with power, will be there
Prolong the pain
How long will it last?
Suicide machine
A request to die with dignity
Is that too much to ask?
Suicide machine
How easy it is to deny the pain
Of someone else's suffering
Robbed of natural abilities
In death they now seek tranquility
In a confused state of mind
Extending agony, they must be blind
Manipulating destiny
When it comes to living, no one seems to care
But when it comes to wanting out
Those with power, will be there
Prolong the pain
How long will it last?
Suicide machine
A request to die with dignity
Is that too much to ask?
Suicide machine
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Zegt veel over omgaan met de dood, en het respect dat ik kan opbrengen als iemand zegt: genoeg!

Damien van Iced Earth!!!!!!!!!!!

Ice Queen

When leaves have fallen
And skies turned to grey
The night keeps on closing in on the day
A nightingale sings his song of farewell
You better hide for her freezing hell

On cold wings she's coming
you better keep moving
for warmth you'll be longing
Come on just feel it
Don't you see it?
You better believe it

When she embraces
your heart turns to stone
she comes at night when you're all alone
And when she whispers
your blood shall run cold
you better hide before she finds you

Whenever she is raging
She takes all life away
Haven't you seen?
Haven't you seen?
The ruins of our world

She covers the earth with a breathtaking cloak
the sun awakes and melts it away
The world now opens his eyes and sees
The dawning of a new day


Maar daarom heb ik m'n naam ook in IceQueen verandert.niet origineel dus...

Burzum: Det som en gang var


Imeelom bukene vi stirret
paa de som minnet om andre tider
ag fortalle at haapet var horte
for alltid

Vi hoerte alvensang ag van
som sildret

det som en gang var er nu
borte
alt bloret...
all lengsel ag sorg som
hersket
ag de foelelser som kunne
roerrs
er rekk...
for alltid...

Vi doede ikke...
Vi har aldri levd

extreme agressions van KREATOR

"Hey Stoopid"

Hey, hey, hey stoopid

Hey bro, take it slow
You ain't livin' in a video
You're flying low with a high velocity
No doubt, you're stressin' out
That ain't what rock n' roll's about
Get off that one way trip down lonely street

Now I know you've been kicked around
You ain't alone in this ugly town
You stick a needle in your arm
You bite the dust, you buy the farm

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey stoopid
What ya tryin' to do
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey stoopid
They win, you lose
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey stoopid

C'mon girl, it's a better day
Get your foot out of that grave
Don't let that one love tear your world apart
C'mon babe, kick that stuff
Show the street it ain't so tough
Quit lyin' around with a crippled, broken heart

Now I know you've been seein' red
Don't put a pistol to your head
Sometimes your answer's heaven sent
Your way is so damn permanent

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey stoopid
What ya tryin' to do
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey stoopid
They win, you lose
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey stoopid

This ain't your daddy talkin'
You know, I know
Your story ain't so shockin'
You know, I know
Blow some steam
C'mon and scream

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey stoopid
What ya tryin' to do
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey stoopid
They win, you lose
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey stoopid...





[Dit bericht is gewijzigd door Shadow_Smile op 12-06-2002 16:43]

Slayer - Postmortem

Funeral held for the depression of man
Holds the key to his own death
Entering a tomb of a corpse yet conceived
Tighten the tourniquet around your neck

Sifting away the debris of hated life
Cold touch of death begins to chill your spine
Seeking life beyond your perishment
Repeating words echoing through your mind

Chanting lines of blind witchery
To save yourself from extinction
Wanting to die is your reason to live
New life born from the oppressed

Taste your blood as it trickles through the air
Another casualty beyond the shadows you fall
Losing ground, the fate you feel it draws near
Fatality, reality, you await the final call

My sinful glare at nothing holds thoughts of death behind it
Skeletons in my mind commence tearing at my sanity
Vessels in my brain carry death until my birth
Come and die with me forever
Share insanity

Do you want to die!

The waves of blood are rushing near, pounding at the walls of lies
Turning off my sanity, reaching back into my mind
Non-rising body from the grave showing new reality
What I am, what I want, I'm only after death

Things don't matter so much today
I really can't think too straight
Don't wanna make these tears go away
Cuz I believe that you could be my fate
Ya got me singin' a love song, I'm so consumed, so consumed
Thinking that you can do no wrong, I'm so consumed, so consumed
These tears are tears of happiness
I just need a little control
To hold it inside and hide my bliss
An' hope it will be enough to feed my hungry little soul, yeah
Ya got me singin' a love song, I'm so consumed, so consumed
Thinking that you can do no wrong, I'm so consumed, so consumed
Never off the phone, even when you're not home
I gotta hear your voice, I got no choice
I'm hooked in tight but I feel no fright
As we walk on slowly into the night, into the light, into ya
Ya got me singin' a love song, I'm so consumed, so consumed
Thinking that you can do no wrong, I'm so consumed, so consumed

quote:

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Op 12 juni 2002 8:01 schreef JuronymouS het volgende:
Ik heb vaak het gevoel dat teksten van Anathema over mezelf lijken te gaan...

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Compulsive Skullfucker

She was only twelve years old
When I strangled her out of frustration.
Now she's already one week dead,
So I can finally find gratification.


I thrust my dick right
through the left eye of the rotting girl.
I feel the maggots crawling under my cock,
while moving in and out her skull.


Stench of decay,
Soft moulded flesh, cold greenish skin,
sperm dripping out of her eye sockets,
I put my dick back in.


Her putrid flesh gets softer and softer
Skin worn off around the eyes
Now I see the naked truth,
Now she's telling no more lies


Rancid little slut,
She just never says no
The perfect girlfriend for a week,
Then I have to let her go

I'm on the run, I'll kill to eat,
Starving now, feeling dead on my feet.
Going all the way, I'm nature's beast.
Do what i want, I do as i please.

Run, you've gotta fight, to breathe, it's tough.
Now you see me, now you don't.
Break the walls, I'm coming out.

I'm not a prisoner, I'm a free man,
And my blood is my own now.
Don't care where the past was,
I know where I'm going...out.

If you kill me, it's self defence.
If I kill you, then I call it vengeance.
Spit in your eye, I will defy.
You'll be afraid when I call out your name.

Run, you've gotta fight, to breathe, it's tough.
Now you see me, now you don't.
Break the walls, I'm coming out.

I'm not a prisoner, I'm a free man,
And my blood is my own now.
Don't care where the past was,
I know where I'm going.

I'm not a number, I'm a free man,
I'll live my life how i want to.
You'd better scratch me
from your black book,
'Cause I'll run rings around you.

Wat een prachtige text heer Generaal! Ik wordt er een beetje emotioneel van...

Skillfully Skullfucked


Before I turn her brains to a mess
I take her from behind
I penetrate her lovely ass
After that I will enter her mind...

When I'm ready with my knife
I ram her eyeballs into her cunt
I skillfully Skullfuck her alive
For her brainstem I do hunt.

While living already insane,
I Skullfuck her alive.
Now she's got a fucked up brain.
She will not survive...

Her dripping skull I'll leave behind
Body hacked into pieces
Juices yet to be defined
everything coverd with feces.

For the pathologist to find
To scrape it from the floor
So he will know what was on her mind
The nasty fucking whore

Welk een heerschende tekst UberWiegel... ik krijg er bijna tranen van in mijn oogkassen... Die tekst lijkt wel speciaal voor mij gemaakt te zijn... Mijn dank is groot.

UberWiegel, speciaal voor jou een mooie tekst:

Gouged eye/ Skullfucked alive

I take a knife and gouge out her left eye.
Her right eye she may keep,
so she will see how she will die.
One eye left to weep...


I am ending her short life,
as I give in to my lust.
I am skullfucking her alive,
I squash her brain more with every thrust.


Her howls and screams are now filling the air
Her eyesockets is where my pleasure comes from
She cannot move, she's strapped down to a chair
Far beyond her optical nerve I come...


To have a conversation with, she was just a little dull
To Skullfuck her alive was the only thing to do.
Now blood and sperm is dripping out of her skull,
While at first she didn't pay attention I finally came through


She is fucking Skullfucked alive!

Wat uiterst attent heer Generaal!
Hierdan speciaal een tekst voor uw militaire hoogheid:

Skullfucking the skullthrone of Satan

Decending to the flaming pits of hell
I come closer, I can smell the fear
I must be close, I can tell
the Skullthrone of Satan is near


Beholding the majesty of the Throne
That many Skulls I did never see
So many Skulls for me alone
Their cold grins are inviting me.


Towards the Skullthrone of Satan!


So many holes, I'm getting mad
So many holes to put him in,
The beautifull skulls I'm staring at
I almost don't know where to begin.


Finally I put my dick inside
I start moving in and out
Nothing before felt ever so right
I never came so loud


Towards the Skullthrone of Satan!


Sperm is slowly dripping to the ground
I feel totally satisfied
On so much pleasure I didn't count
As I stare into the endless night.


Than I see Satan appear with horns on his head
The Dark Ruler of the Hell
His side of the Throne is soaking wet
He just came as well...


Towards the Skullthrone of Satan!

Dank u zeer, wat mooi... Doet me overigens ergens een beetje denken aan Enthroned behalve dan dat deze tekst niet zo ontzettend homofiel is. Mijn dank is iig wederom zeer groot.

quote:

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Op 25 juni 2002 0:14 schreef General Skullfucker het volgende:
Dank u zeer, wat mooi... Doet me overigens ergens een beetje denken aan Enthroned behalve dan dat deze tekst niet zo ontzettend homofiel is. Mijn dank is iig wederom zeer groot.

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U neemt mij de woorden uit de mond! Die lui van Enthroned hebben duidelijk geen flauw idee wat true is en wat niet.

quote:

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Op 25 juni 2002 0:16 schreef UberWiegel het volgende:
U neemt mij de woorden uit de mond! Die lui van Enthroned hebben duidelijk geen flauw idee wat true is en wat niet.

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Of ze kiezen er natuurlijk voor om bewust voor lul te staan...

Red Hot Chili Peppers - Taste The Pain

flat on my back
in a lonely sprawl
i stare at the ceiling
because i can not fall
asleep tonight
no not at all
head lights flash
across my bedroom wall
crying eyes open
because i can not fall
in love with you
no not at all

walk away and taste the pain
come again some other day
aren't you glad you weren't afraid
funny how the price gets paid

busted in two
like a brittle stick
i can not drink
because my throat constricts
lovesick from you
that will never do
open my mouth
i couldn't make a sound
i could not scream
i could not shout
it out to you
nothing to do

walk away and taste the pain
come again some other day
aren't you glad you weren't afraid
funny how the price gets paid

this may come as a shocking surprise
i have to take a walk
i have to kiss it goodbye
goodbye my love
goodbye my love
i am not alive

walk away and taste the pain
come again some other day
aren't you glad you weren't afraid
funny how the price gets paid