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My Dying Bride - The blood, the wine, the roses.. Lekker dramatisch |
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Iron Maiden - Wasted Years ...the thin texture between wrong and right, mostly broken by those who saw the light... |
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Iron Maiden - Aces High ...the thin texture between wrong and right, mostly broken by those who saw the light... |
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Nox - blind mad god Suck my piss |
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master - the final skull Damn, master heerscht gewoon nog steeds als een idioot. “Leef met vlag en wimpel, maar houd het simpel’ |
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Betray My Secrets iPim zei: Zeikhoofd... alsof ik me door een 18-jarig kneusje laat afzeiken. Ik kom je nog wel eens tegen op een concert van Jan Smit, kneus! |
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protector - germanophobe “Leef met vlag en wimpel, maar houd het simpel’ |
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Bill Hicks - And Hoplessness Reigns Suck my piss |
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Kaiser Chiefs - I Predict A Riot iPim zei: Zeikhoofd... alsof ik me door een 18-jarig kneusje laat afzeiken. Ik kom je nog wel eens tegen op een concert van Jan Smit, kneus! |
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Testament - The Legacy iPim zei: Zeikhoofd... alsof ik me door een 18-jarig kneusje laat afzeiken. Ik kom je nog wel eens tegen op een concert van Jan Smit, kneus! |
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All shall perish-Interlude |
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Belphegor - The Goatchrist Faustian Spirit of the Earth |
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Abigor - Fractal Possession (Promo) (2007) Echt fokking geniaal! |
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Abigor - Fractal Possession (Promo) (2007) Echt fokking geniaal! |
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dubb0l biatch P: ----------------- I want you to know, that I'm happy for you I wish nothing but the best for you both An older version of me Is she perverted like me Would she go down on you in a theatre Does she speak eloquently And would she have your baby I'm sure she'd make a really excellent mother Cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able To make it enough for you to be open wide, no And every time you speak her name Does she know how you told me you'd hold me Until you died, till you died But you're still alive And I'm here to remind you Of the mess you left when you went away It's not fair to deny me Of the cross I bear that you gave to me You, you, you oughta know You seem very well, things look peaceful I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know Did you forget about me Mr. Duplicity I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced Are you thinking of me when you fuck her Cause the love that you gave that we made wasn't able To make it enough for you to be open wide, no And every time you speak her name Does she know how you told me you'd hold me Until you died, til you died But you're still alive And I'm here to remind you Of the mess you left when you went away It's not fair to deny me Of the cross I bear that you gave to me You, you, you oughta know Cause the joke that you laid on the bed that was me And I'm not gonna fade As soon as you close your eyes and you know it And every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back I hope you feel it...well can you feel it And I'm here to remind you Of the mess you left when you went away It's not fair to deny me Of the cross I bear that you gave to me You, you, you oughta know Je moeder. |
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kank0r em0 Je moeder. |
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how bout getting off these antibiotics how bout stopping eating when I'm full up how bout them transparent dangling carrots how bout that ever elusive kudo thank you india thank you terror thank you disillusionment thank you frailty thank you consequence thank you thank you silence how bout me not blaming you for everything how bout me enjoying the moment for once how bout how good it feels to finally forgive you how bout grieving it all one at a time thank you india thank you terror thank you disillusionment thank you frailty thank you consequence thank you thank you silence the moment I let go of it was the moment I got more than I could handle the moment I jumped off of it was the moment I touched down how bout no longer being masochistic how bout remembering your divinity how bout unabashedly bawling your eyes out how bout not equating death with stopping thank you india thank you providence thank you disillusionment thank you nothingness thank you clarity thank you thank you silence [Dit bericht is gewijzigd door karnivoor op 19-05-2007 4:56] Je moeder. |
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jajajajajajajajaja np: Charlotte Gainsbourg - beauty mark Over Pagan/Viking metal en aanverwanten: "Kan je wel janken over je voorvaderen die draaien zich 2x om in het graf als ze die tyfus fluit horen" - © Burzum 2010 |
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Layer Cake OST - FC Kahuna - Hayling Over Pagan/Viking metal en aanverwanten: "Kan je wel janken over je voorvaderen die draaien zich 2x om in het graf als ze die tyfus fluit horen" - © Burzum 2010 |
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You got a fast car I want a ticket to anywhere Maybe we make a deal Maybe together we can get somewhere Any place is better Starting from zero got nothing to lose Maybe we’ll make something But me myself I got nothing to prove You got a fast car I got a plan to get us out of here I've been working at the convenience store Managed to save just a little bit of money Won’t have to drive too far Just cross the border and into the city You and I can both get jobs And fin'lly see what it means to be living See my old man’s got a problem He lives with the bottle that’s the way it is He says his body’s too old for working I say his body’s too young to look like his My mama went off and left him She wanted more from life than he could give I said somebody’s got to take care of him So I quit school and that’s what I did You got a fast car Is it fast enough so we can fly away We gotta make a decision We leave tonight or live and die this way I remember when we were driving driving in your car Speed so fast I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped round my shoulder And I had a feeling that I belonged And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car We go cruising to entertain ourselves You still ain’t got a job And I work in the market as a checkout girl I know things will get better You’ll find work and I’ll get promoted We’ll move out of the shelter Buy a bigger house and live in the suburbs So I remember when we were driving driving in your car speed so fast I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped round my shoulder And I had a feeling that I belonged And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car I got a job that pays all our bills You stay out drinking late at the bar See more of your friends than you do of your kids I’d always hoped for better Thought maybe together you and me'd find it I got no plans I ain’t going nowhere So take your fast car and keep on driving So I remember when we were driving driving in your car speed so fast I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped round my shoulder And I had a feeling that I belonged And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car But is it fast enough so you can fly away You gotta make a decision You leave tonight or live and die this way Je moeder. |
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Is it a kind of dream, Floating out on the tide, Following the river of death downstream? Oh, is it a dream? There's a fog along the horizon, A strange glow in the sky, And nobody seems to know where you go, And what does it mean? Oh, is it a dream? Bright eyes, Burning like fire. Bright eyes, How can you close and fail? How can the light that burned so brightly Suddenly burn so pale? Bright eyes. Is it a kind of shadow, Reaching into the night, Wandering over the hills unseen, Or is it a dream? There's a high wind in the trees, A cold sound in the air, And nobody ever knows when you go, And where do you start, Oh, into the dark. Bright eyes, burning like fire. Bright eyes, how can you close and fail? How can the light that burned so brightly Suddenly burn so pale? Bright eyes. Bright eyes, burning like fire. Bright eyes, how can you close and fail? How can the light that burned so brightly Suddenly burn so pale? Bright eyes. Je moeder. |
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NP: Bjorn van Rozen - Wegen van de vrijheid |
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quote: Bill Hicks - Officer Nigger Hater the cold, suffocating dark goes on forever, and we are alone. |
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