Lamb - Bonfire

Have you ever wondered why those days exist
When life just seems to be a conspiracy against you
I don't know where the answer lie
But I try not to get hung up on the questions

And I burn like a good bonfire
In whatever I do
Burn like a good bonfire
And I know I'll come through

The time is long overdue for a house clearing of the soul
We all get so complicated in our lives
When walking just walk
When sitting just sit
When being just be
Above all don't stray from your chosen path

And burn like a good bonfire
In whatever you do
Burn like a good bonfire
And I know you'll come through
Burn like a good bonfire
In whatever you do
Burn like a good bonfire
And may peace come to you

The time is long overdue for a house clearing of the soul
We all get so complicated in our lives

Burn like a good bonfire
In whatever you do
Just burn like a good bonfire
And I know you'll come through
Burn like a good bonfire
In whatever you do
Burn like a good bonfire
And may strenght flow through you

Bathory-Twilight Of The Gods

There is a serpent in every Eden
Slick as grease and cold as ice
There is a lie in every meaning
Rest assured to fool you twice

In this age of utter madness
We maintain we are in control
And ending life before deliverance
While countries are both bought and sold

Holy writtings hokus-pokus
Blaze of glory and crucifix
Prepried costly credit salvations
TV-preachers and dirty tricks

Don't trust nobody
It will cost you much too much
Beware of the dagger
It caress you at first touch
O, all small creatures
It is the twilight if the gods

When the foundations to our existence
Begins to crumble one by one
And legislations protects its breakers
And he who was wrong but paid the most won

Even the gods of countless religions
Holds no powers against this tide
Of degeneration because we have now found
That there is no thrones up there in the sky

Run from this fire
It will burn your very soul
Its flames reaching higher
Comed this far there is no hold
O, all small creatures
It is the twilight if the gods

(Twilight of the gods
Twilight of the gods
Twilight of the gods
Twilight of the gods)

Many`s the day that I took for granted
Breathing the air that silenced some
As the North wind blew
With it`s head asunder
Beating it`s breast with a war drenched song
Bathe awile, awash in slumber
Cry whats left to sleep
Where you dream of love lost forever
But pity no more nor greive

For we`re the kings of it all
From the day we were born
Now we`re the kings of the Kilburn High
Sure we`ll always take a drop and we`ll never leave a sup
Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye
We were the kings of the Kilburn High

Listen to the sound of dead men dying
March as they flee but exile bound
Their ship once sailed no longer anchors
For gone is the green
And their hallowed ground

Toast to tears of times past glories
This ageless clock chime stalls
Where to kiss the lips of love forgotten
To fly where no others have soared

For we`re the kings of it all
From the day we were born
Now we`re the kings of the Kilburn High
Sure we`ll always take a drop and we`ll never leave a sup
Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye
We were the kings of the Kilburn High

Toast to tears of times past glories
This ageless clock chime stalls
Where to kiss the lips of love forgotten
To fly where no others have soared

For we`re the kings of it all
From the day we were born
Now we`re the kings of the Kilburn High
Sure we`ll always take a drop and we`ll never leave a sup
Your empty glass is but a tear filled eye
We were the kings of the Kilburn High

"Oh mary, this Lodon`s a wonderful sight"

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geniaal: Flogging Molly - The Kilburn High Road

Eels - Dog Faced Boy

Doet me wel denken aan vroeger op de basisschool


BTW: Floggin Molly = , toevallig ook mijn favo nummer van die cd

[Dit bericht is gewijzigd door Phriar op 22-07-2004 22:36]

Heersch, en Dog Faced Boy takes me back to! hehehe... Flogging Molly is gewoon gaaf, en niet zo'n beetje ook! (Elfensteen hier overigens, mocht je het niet doorhebben )

Cannibal Corpse - Addicted To Vaginal Skin

A relapse of my body
Sends my mind into multiple seizures
Psychologically a new human being
One that has never been

Cursed by the shamen
his voodoo spell has my soul
My limbs
go numb
I can't control my own thought
Are his now
his evil consuming me
ever telling me
begin the clit carving

Slowly turning me, into a flesh eating zombie
Knowing this spell can only be broken
by the vaginal skins of young women
I proceed to find the meat
their bleeding cunts will set me free
Warmth seeping from this
Body
Rotted
After I sucked the blood from her ass

I feel more alive
more alive than I've ever been
Even though now I'm dead within

My mouth drools
As I slice your perinium
My body smeared
With the guts I've extracted
through her hole, came swollen organs
cunnilingus with the mutilated

My spirit returned from the dead
Released by the priest
but I felt more real
when I was dead

The curse is broken
I have a dependence on vaginal skin
It's become my sexual addiction
I must slit, the twitching clit
Rotted cavity hold the juice

Between the legs, I love to carve
My cock is dripping with her blood

Oh my name it is nothin'
My age it means less
The country I come from
Is called the Midwest
I's taught and brought up there
The laws to abide
And that land that I live in
Has God on its side.

Oh the history books tell it
They tell it so well
The cavalries charged
The Indians fell
The cavalries charged
The Indians died
Oh the country was young
With God on its side.

Oh the Spanish-American
War had its day
And the Civil War too
Was soon laid away
And the names of the heroes
I's made to memorize
With guns in their hands
And God on their side.

Oh the First World War, boys
It closed out its fate
The reason for fighting
I never got straight
But I learned to accept it
Accept it with pride
For you don't count the dead
When God's on your side.

When the Second World War
Came to an end
We forgave the Germans
And we were friends
Though they murdered six million
In the ovens they fried
The Germans now too
Have God on their side.

I've learned to hate Russians
All through my whole life
If another war starts
It's them we must fight
To hate them and fear them
To run and to hide
And accept it all bravely
With God on my side.

But now we got weapons
Of the chemical dust
If fire them we're forced to
Then fire them we must
One push of the button
And a shot the world wide
And you never ask questions
When God's on your side.

In a many dark hour
I've been thinkin' about this
That Jesus Christ
Was betrayed by a kiss
But I can't think for you
You'll have to decide
Whether Judas Iscariot
Had God on his side.

Pleasure Slave


She Is Waiting To Kiss My Hand
But She Will Wait For My Command
My Chains And Collar Brought Her To Her Knees
She Now Is Free To Please
W
oman Be My Slave
That's Your Reason To Live
Woman Be My Slave
The Greatest Gift I Can Give
Woman Be My Slave

Before Her Surrender She Had No Life
Now She's A Slave Not A Wife
Her Only Sorrow Is For Women Who Live With Lies
She's Taken Off Her Disguise

Woman Be My Slave
Chained Unto My Bed
Woman Be My Slave
Begging To Be Fed

Your Body Belongs To Me

Woman Come Here
Remove Your Garments
Kneel Before Me
Please Me

Woman Be My Slave
Chained Unto My Bed
Woman Be My Slave
Begging To Be Fed
I Want You Now
Woman Be My Slave

Chimaira - Down Again

How many times can it change
How long will I be restrained
It's appalling to think that
All my time seems to be wasted
Will it stop or is it only beginning
Here on the inside
My life is not over
I'm down again
Fake Smiles surround me all day
No More can I tolerate
These excuses or all this
Constant Pressure overloading
Make it stop, the fire's always burning

Bijna alle teksten in dit topic uiten hetzelfde fundamentele verdriet als Bert & Ernie's beroemde "Ik ben m'n hondje kwijt".

Ancient Rites - Fatherland

When the restless North Sea is
trying to gain more land
And a merciless west wind
steals my breath
When the fierce waves are pounding on the beaches
Plain as an endless desert

Or uttermost vile storms are
Teaching my people humbleness
Then one can see my land resist
There one can see my land fight
As gloomy grey skies
Cast away the northern sun

I turn home.... Always turn home
I turn home.... Always turn home

And our cities and villages
Representing centuries and centuries
Seem to drown due to eternal rainfall
Or the rivers turn into Gold

I turn home.... Always turn home
I turn home.... Always turn home

Fatherland! I always turn to my Fatherland!
Fatherland! Keep on turning to my Fatherland!
Fatherland! Always turn to my Fatherland!
Fatherland! I always turn to my Fatherland!

Our cities seem to drown
Due to eternal rainfall
I watch the rivers
Turn into Gold
Under a genial sun
When snow capped forests
Create visions larger than life
Then I realise where I belong
My eyes have seen the continents
The beauty of foreign civilisations

An uncontrollable desire forces me to wander
Yet echoes of melancholy and remembering
The splendour being mine (make me turn home)
Where castles and towers are the sole mountains
And father time seems to have less grip
Where castles and towers are the sole mountains
There my land can be found

I turn home.... Always turn home
I turn home.... Always turn home

Fatherland! I always turn to my Fatherland!
Fatherland! Keep on coming to my Fatherland!
Fatherland! Always turn to my Fatherland!
Fatherland! Always turn to my Fatherland!




Vlaanderen!

Was dat niet "Ik ben mijn eendje kwijt"

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Op 21 oktober 2004 20:52 schreef Malekith het volgende:
Vlaanderen!

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Vlaanderen boven?

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Op 21 oktober 2004 20:54 schreef Lies het volgende:
Vlaanderen boven?

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Verdorie, dan doe'k mee.

Wat is Vlaanderen?

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Op 21 oktober 2004 20:57 schreef filosofem het volgende:
Wat is Vlaanderen?

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Een heerschend en onafhankelijk stukje ex-Nederland.

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Op 21 oktober 2004 20:56 schreef Lies het volgende:
Verdorie, dan doe'k mee.

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Of toch maar beter niet...

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Op 21 oktober 2004 20:54 schreef Lies het volgende:
Vlaanderen boven?

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Groningen is boven

Maar fluiten de vogeltjes daar?

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Op 21 oktober 2004 20:59 schreef Odal het volgende:
Groningen is boven

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Ze had het over de overtreffende trap joh

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Op 21 oktober 2004 20:52 schreef Snaack het volgende:
Was dat niet "Ik ben mijn eendje kwijt"

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Hij was zo aarrr-dig en zo trrrrouw
O lieve hond, waar ben je nou?!?


Nee, het was echt "hondje" volgens mij...

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Op 21 oktober 2004 21:00 schreef M. het volgende:
Hij was zo aarrr-dig en zo trrrrouw
O lieve hond, waar ben je nou?!?

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In onzen hof!

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Op 21 oktober 2004 21:00 schreef Malekith het volgende:
Ze had het over de overtreffende trap joh

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welke trap? ik zie geen trap...

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Op 21 oktober 2004 21:01 schreef Odal het volgende:
welke trap? ik zie geen trap...

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Trap onder je achterste!