Here I go again van whitesnake

Gaat hier om eigen teksten

hmm wat doe ik hier dan

ow
ben weer erg wakker vandaag....

gheghe

[Dit bericht is gewijzigd door FRNK op 19-11-2005 16:15]

ruthless killing
mindless thrilling
desire to live
I see in your eyes
the life that you give
makes me want to live
each soul I take
endarkens my skies

diepgang

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Op 19 november 2005 16:11 schreef she_devil het volgende:
Here I go again van whitesnake

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Ah! idd een bekende in de verzamel bak "het is weer zo ver"

Had trouwens ook niet door dat het om eigen teksten ging Solly!

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Op 19 november 2005 16:16 schreef ghoulliette het volgende:
Ah! idd een bekende in de verzamel bak "het is weer zo ver"

Had trouwens ook niet door dat het om eigen teksten ging Solly!

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Running With the Wolves of War

We march! For tonight we hail amongst the ranks of our scar-ridden, battle-tested pack, a great hunter. A comrade, a soul mate, a brother we knew that always failed. Our pack is completed, our blood flows thick, so full of power. Stronger than ever, we ride into the fray.

Running with the Wolves of War
Never fear pain nor death
We are pack! We are as one
Reddening our fangs and claws
Sinking our teeth deep into the flesh

A silent oath.
As we are one, so we shall roam
Bound, yet not shackled by our blood
True natures gift, this bond alone
Shall always last, our foes will not survive

We March!

Brothers and sisters, take heart
For battle draws nigh
Prepare for frenzied slaughter
And rush into the fight

Our enemies fall in vast numbers
Blood spewing forth from severed limbs
Our hordes shall remain unconquered
Forever crowned the Forest Kings

We march! For tonight we shall prevail in savage battle once more, and lay ourselves to rest beside our enemies’ ravaged flesh. Our victory shall be heard and feared throughout these vast lands that are ours. The world is in our hands, yet we care not. Tonight we march for the reign of these woods.

We march! We are the Wolves of War, haunting the woods as the guardians of old. Woodland spirits awaken to our call. Thus it has always been. Thus have we walked. Thus it shall ever be. Thus shall we fall when the new pack arises and answers our call. The Call of the Wolf – The Wolves of War.


...kom maar op *trekt Flak-jacket aan* ...

heel erg Elexorien

ALCOHOLICA

ZUIPE ZUIPE ZUIPE
maakt mijn dag weer goed
SLOPEN KOTSEN VLOEKEN
alcohol in m'n bloed

van blij naar kwaadaardig
beest wil ontwaken
nog meer bier
garantie voor vertier
ontwaakt uit de coma
beest wil eruit
de samenleving onvelig
geen geloof meer heilig
de tijd is gekomen
knopje gaat om

compleet doorgedraaid
goed en fout omgedraaid
psychisch kapotgenaaid
god z'n vlam uitgewaaid
roekeloos en zonder spijt
al mijn haat verspreidt
wat een warm gevoel
de duivel lacht me toe
neem nog een biertje
fluistert hij me toe

ZUIPE ZUIPE ZUIPE
maakt mijn dag weer goed
SLOPEN KOTSEN VLOEKEN
alcohol in m'n bloed

Dit is slechts het begin van het verhaal. Het loopt knap beroerd af voor Sunstone. (Iets met "elkaar de kop inslaan" - Tip van M. )

The Last Day Dawns For The Kingdom Of Karan
Chapter one: The Serpent Strikes At Sunstone Hill
Part I: Night falls upon the Golden Hill

A thousand years ago, before the majestic Kingdom of Karan was overthrown by the armies of Chaos, one fortress remained undefeated. A bastion of hope, guided by strength, an iron will and a symbol of perseverance of this once so glorious realm: Sunstone – the Golden Hill under the Morning Sun. If Sunstone would fall, all the splendour of Karan would fall to ruin and be forgotten in all ages that would follow.

As the last day in the history of Karan slowly came to an end, the Serpent Army, Chaos' elite forces, had finished preparations and was ready for an all out onslaught. A storm that would vanquish all remains of Sunstone Keep and the last of Karan's brave people.

(Prayers of war from the castle’s keep)
“The light shall shine
We will arise
Take heart, now fight
Ride forth this night”

(Cries of despair arise from the city)
“The gods have forsaken us! Karan will kneel to Chaos and death, as the Serpent has been unleashed. Their horror bestowed upon our keep shall leave none alive. What carnage unfolds when the city is breached?

Sunstone is lost, for our walls cannot hold. They shall be taken down and will crumble to dust as our guards are crushed by endless waves of Chaos’ Legions rushing relentlessly into the city. Of all of Karan’s proud folk, we are the last ones to fall…

…yet fall we will…”

..and the storm that rises takes the heart of many, yet the bravest and the boldest unite, determined to see another dawn for the Kingdom of Karan.

(The Captain of the Guard proudly rallies his men)
“Guards of Sunstone, here we stand, a thousand men strong, awaiting the inevitable assault that will rock the foundations of the Earth, watching over the woods below from our fortress proudly standing on top of this hill.

Not once has this castle been taken, though many wars have been waged upon her walls, and a tenfold of sieges she has seen. The glory has always been in favour of us, our battles have brought naught but bitter defeat to our foes. Yet knowing that the forest will not reveal what spawns underneath her cloak, nor reveal the plans of the Serpent Army that lurk behind every fir and root



The foes of our keep
Our glory and pride
Hidden well within
Ready to strike

A winter moon concealed
Darkest of all nights
The Serpent at our gates
We are abandoned from the light

We remain vigilant, with the eyes of a hawk to watch over us, We are the last of Karan, we will stand and fight, we will not yield to thy foe. To arms!”

OMG Elf annihililati0n!1!

"daaar in dat kleeeeeeeeeeine cafééééé aan de haven...."

Zinkt allemaal weg in jullie zelfgemaakte hel.
Heb ik wat om te lachen terwijl ik een biertje bestel.
Het was uiteindelijk een kwestie van tijd.
Dat ik het nog mag meemaken heeft mij zeer verblijd.

Hoppa. Free style, man! Def! Woord! Doop!

Proost

Frozen blood arizes again,
cold as steel it heats the heart with fury.
The struggle for life continous,
as the army goes to battle once more.
They make their fight without compassion,
seek no mercy from those betrayed.
They roam through dark lands,
the avenging angel as their guide.
Leaving behind nothing but embers and dispers,
they long for retaliation long ago aroused.

Grammaticaal niet helemaal correct, maar wanneer ik het aanpas klinkt het naar mijn gevoel niet meer zoals het hoort.



[Dit bericht is gewijzigd door Landroval op 17-03-2006 12:48]

Is het zo slecht, dat er niemand reageert?

niet slecht maar het raakt mij iig niet

Oh ik vond em gewoon niet goed (idols style)

Idols stinkt

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Op 19 november 2005 1:07 schreef Lainedil Naleanor het volgende:
weer wat recent materiaal:

Set In Stone

I have come from a faraway land
To fight my enemies and claim what belongs to me
As I swear revenge, I shall have the head
Of the one that slew my love so brutally

Where the blood of the ones who died in vain
Slowly flows into the stream of memories
Moments shared so lovingly shall remain eternally

Songs of battles so grim and epic fights
Our warcries proudly sounding in the fading light
As the sun has set, and the night awakes
We shall march towards our fate

For now it’s time for another war
One that rages more than all the ones before
Fighting like there will not be a morn’
If I die, I’d proudly fall
I would proudly fall for you

Where the hammer strikes first
My rage shall shake the ground
Merciless into the fray

The northern winds blow coldest as the storm is raging on
Yet my heart tells me this is my only home
Though I have come from lands below
My heart is bound to these hills and their purest white snow
This is where I belong

And yet I stand alone at dawn
A shadow of the man I’ve known in another life
The virgin snow falling from the morning sky
Covers the words carved on my stone

"From the moment we were born
Our doom has been decreed
No glorious end to this lost battle
Our fate is set in stone

Time is stolen, not granted
In vain is all achieved in this life
To dust all this will crumble
In the end everything dies"

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Op 19 november 2005 1:08 schreef M. het volgende:
Moeten er nou altijd weer wijven in die teksten voorkomen. Zing toch gewoon over dat je iemand de hersens inslaat....

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Hier wil ik nog even op terugkomen, ook al is het lang geleden: er worden nergens expliciet wijven genoemd, en gezien de muzieksoort is kerels waarschijnlijk relevanter.

[Dit bericht is gewijzigd door ZelThoR op 19-03-2006 22:58]

Touché

huh? urgh?
HET IS KUT!


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Waar gaat dit over?

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Op 19 maart 2006 22:15 schreef Jenje het volgende:
huh? urgh?
HET IS KUT!


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Waar gaat dit over?

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Wat ik postte? Ik heb het aangepast ter verduidelijking.