Gäst Liquid Silk Skrivet 31 Januari 2005 Rapport Dela Skrivet 31 Januari 2005 Cradle of filth - From The Cradle To Enslave -------- we walk the streets at night we go where eagles dare they pick up every movement they pick up every loser with jaded eyes and features you think they really care i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch you better think about it baby i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch you better think about it baby, baby the omelet of disease awaits your noontime meal her mouth of germicide seducing all your glands i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch you better think about it baby i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch you better think about it baby baby let's test your threshold of pain let's see how long you last that's happened in your rape on bosoms of your past with jaded eyes and features you think they really care let's go where eagles dare we'll go where eagles dare i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch you better think about it baby i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch you better think about it baby i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch you better think about it baby i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch you better think about it baby, baby, baby Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sajter More sharing options...
Gäst Spirtual Skrivet 31 Januari 2005 Rapport Dela Skrivet 31 Januari 2005 Misfits - Where Eagles Dare Beyond the total weak despair? Fail to resonate Frailness of our body breaks Will disintegrate No By locks our filthy states? Failure to communicate None to secular/sentient? Where no see no virtuous magic Against the motions I go inside as the trials will end filter the nonsense and laugh at what's left indecision - beyond vision What matters taken away Look at the shell that is you Empty, fragile, weak, Soon the battle is over, Lost to apathy So overcome with pointless tears To retest pain receptors Nothing matters ever here Put up another reaction These eyes will never see Covered up from reality Look at the shell that is you Empty, fragile, weak, Soon the battle is over, Lost to apathy The unknown world that you deny No priority Cannot fail if you never start Unpredictable I want to know where did it end For madness to start Always the skeptic and never the part The end of virtue , non-descriptive It matters not Not! Look at the shell that is you Empty, fragile, weak, Look at the shell that is you Empty, fragile, weak, Soon the battle is over, Lost to apathy Look at the shell that is you Empty, fragile, weak, Now the battle is over, Lost to apathy Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sajter More sharing options...
Gäst Liquid Silk Skrivet 1 Februari 2005 Rapport Dela Skrivet 1 Februari 2005 Dark Tranquillity - Lost to Apathy jag har en känlsa av att vi alla fuskar... :P ---- oh my love Oh yeah ... Oh yeah... I'm sitting here alone up in my room and thinking about the times that we've been through (oh my love) I'm looking at a picture in my hand Trying my best to understand I really wanna know what we did wrong with a love that felt so strong if only you were here tonight I know that we could make it right [chorus] I don't know how to live without your love I was born to make you happy Cause you're the only one within my heart I was born to make you happy Always and forever you and me That's the way our life should be I don't know how to live without your love I was born to make you happy I know I've been a fool since you've been gone I better give it up and then carry on (oh my love) Cause living in a dream of you and me Is not the way my life should be I don't wanna cry a tear for you, so forgive me if I do If only you were here tonight I know that we could make it right [chorus] I don't know how to live without your love I was born to make you happy Cause you're the only one within my heart I was born to make you happy Always and forever you and me That's the way our life should be I don't know how to live without your love I was born to make you happy Oh yeah ... I'd do anything I'd give you my world I'd wait forever to be your girl Just call out my name (just call out my name) And I will be there (and I will be there) Just to show you how much I care alright I was born to make you happy yeah, yeah ... Oh yeah, yeah [chorus] I don't know how to live without your love I was born to make you happy Cause you're the only one within my heart I was born to make you happy Always and forever you and me That's the way our life should be I don't know how to live without your love I was born to make you happy Oh no, no I was born to make you happy Oh yeah, oh oh yeah Always and forever you and me That's the way our life should be I don't know how to live without your love I was born to make you happy Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sajter More sharing options...
Paradox Skrivet 5 Februari 2005 Rapport Dela Skrivet 5 Februari 2005 Britney Spears - Born To Make You Happy --- This one´s going out to everybody in the place Sounds of the track - attacker Go ahead! Yes! Here comes the chicks´ terminator In control `pon the mic I´m the teacher Spread my words like a preacher Cut the crap, get a slap Drum and bass still on the map ´pon the mic you can´t stop me Flat on your back like 1,2,3 Yeah, here we come! Chorus: Love in a woman´s heart I wanna have the whole and not a part. Strange that this feeling grows more and more ´cause I never loved someone like you before. Alright crew, it´s weekend! Yes, we are not the monkeys But we´ve got the key I´am the fast chatter No one better than me Yeah `pon the mic I´m the teacher Spread my words like a preacher Cut the crap, get a slap Drum and bass still on the map `pon the mic I´m the voodoo The destination is zulu Here we come! Here we go! Chorus: Love in a woman´s heart I wanna have the whole and not a part. Strange that this feeling grows more and more ´cause I never loved someone like you before. What is essential is invisible to the eye It´s only with the heart that you can see rightly Yeah Chorus: Love in a woman´s heart I wanna have the whole and not a part. Strange that this feeling grows more and more ´cause I never loved someone like you before. Respect to the man in the icecream van Over and out Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sajter More sharing options...
Paradox Skrivet 5 Februari 2005 Rapport Dela Skrivet 5 Februari 2005 Britney Spears - Born To Make You Happy --- This one´s going out to everybody in the place Sounds of the track - attacker Go ahead! Yes! Here comes the chicks´ terminator In control `pon the mic I´m the teacher Spread my words like a preacher Cut the crap, get a slap Drum and bass still on the map ´pon the mic you can´t stop me Flat on your back like 1,2,3 Yeah, here we come! Chorus: Love in a woman´s heart I wanna have the whole and not a part. Strange that this feeling grows more and more ´cause I never loved someone like you before. Alright crew, it´s weekend! Yes, we are not the monkeys But we´ve got the key I´am the fast chatter No one better than me Yeah `pon the mic I´m the teacher Spread my words like a preacher Cut the crap, get a slap Drum and bass still on the map `pon the mic I´m the voodoo The destination is zulu Here we come! Here we go! Chorus: Love in a woman´s heart I wanna have the whole and not a part. Strange that this feeling grows more and more ´cause I never loved someone like you before. What is essential is invisible to the eye It´s only with the heart that you can see rightly Yeah Chorus: Love in a woman´s heart I wanna have the whole and not a part. Strange that this feeling grows more and more ´cause I never loved someone like you before. Respect to the man in the icecream van Over and out Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sajter More sharing options...
Gäst Liquid Silk Skrivet 5 Februari 2005 Rapport Dela Skrivet 5 Februari 2005 Scooter - Weekend ..l.. ---------------------- Come distortured artists Bitter things seek meaning Even if they're madness to behold Once forbears to horizons Where the dead stayed dreaming Now nightmares waken souls That fear the living's toll Gova, Bosch and Brueghel Three times moonwise stain thy graves For words alone are at loss to trace The face of today's inhuman wraith One half adrift in the vast abyss Of despair and misery The other a mask of rich red lips Whetted by the fevers of belief and greed All damned in this inferno Where even Virgil averts his eyes From the black mass mutual gang rape Of Caesing hands an forced divides Trespass these seven gates To a world bloodlet to shades Where Seraphim bleat Of their cold and coming Master's race In the seweres of Babylon Stillborn to a trough anon Chimiracles will hatch like plots To dredge faeces to pearl their cross Enter Penteholocaust Five aeons past, yet still Man grasps At final straws to save his cast His Lord is a leper we shall not want He betrayed us with white lies His acrid pall as of the tomb Reminds us how we rot inside Gutted like fool's paradise Glutted on cruel appetites Holding court to chaos Folding to far graver arms A downfall fatal to all resounds As orgies peak in self centred psalms And nature screams her sufferings Under bowed and cankered wings A bleak scorched Earth necrotica burning Like the robes we've torn from her She begs us lay her pain to rest Lest we are left with nothingness Save for her stripped and ravished flesh And if her fate is not portent of Apocalypse Then the comets that graxe nightskies Will surely cleanse of wrongs and reichs When you and I and all else dies It's rotting down This carcass Maggotropolis Interdependent as worms to the grave Allah's true name is naught Chist cannot save Locked in a waltz of evermore frantic steps Spells of regret Death Magick for Adepts Be prepared to fulfill prophecies The glorious fall of a sin dynasty Gutted like fool's paradise Glutted on cruel appeitites We've woven hearts a thorn arbour Left tear streaked reason upon the shore And bereft of compass, star or more Set out for this World's end Few at the prow, most slave below Painting coal a perfect gold But for all it's worth, the engines slow Dead in the brine again Come cabin fever, sodomy on the bounty Prey to phallus seas That hiss and foam to douse disease A storm roars on the way Blacker than the Ace of Rapes Dealt out by Death in darkwood glades Our ship of fools, all boards handmade Sinks, dashed by seismic waves Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sajter More sharing options...
Gäst Spirtual Skrivet 5 Februari 2005 Rapport Dela Skrivet 5 Februari 2005 Death Magick For Adepts by Cradle of Filth Propaganda death ensemble Burial to be Corpses rotting through the night In blood laced misery Scorched earth the policy The reason for the seige The pendulum exchange the blade for strafing air blood raid Infiltration push reserves Encircle the front llines Supreme art of strategy Playing on the minds Bombard till submission Take all to their graves Indication of triumph The number that are dead Sport the war, war support The sport is war, total war When victory's a massacre The final swing is not a drill It's how many people I can kill Be dead friend from above When darkness falls Descend onto my sights Your fallen walls Spearhead break through the lines Flanked all around Soldiers of attrition Forward their ground Strategy prophetic age Old in its time Flowing veins run on through Deep in the Rhine Center of the web All battles scored What is our war crimes Era forever more War Propaganda war ensemble Burial to be Bones shining bt the night In blood laced misery Campaign of elimination Twisted psychology When victory is to survive And death is defeat Sport the war, war support The sport is war, total war When this end is a slaughter The final swing is not a drill It's how many people I can kill Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sajter More sharing options...
Gäst Liquid Silk Skrivet 8 Februari 2005 Rapport Dela Skrivet 8 Februari 2005 War Ensemble by Slayer ------------ You'll take my life but I'll take yours too You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through So when you're waiting for the next attack You'd better stand there's no turning back. Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sajter More sharing options...
0013 Skrivet 8 Februari 2005 Rapport Dela Skrivet 8 Februari 2005 ofta man bara tar första versen aja Cob-The Trooper eller IM-The Trooper The whole world is my enemy And I'm a walking target Two times the Devil With all the significance Dragged and raped For the love of a mob I can't stay Because I can't be stopped Eat motherfuckers alive Who cross us I know you're all tired Of the same ol' bosses Let me tell you How it's gonna be I'm gonna kill anyone Who steps up in Front of me Welcome to the Same ol' fuckin' scam Same ol' shít in a dead fad Everybody wants To be so hard Are you real or a second rate Sports card? They all lost their dad Or their wife just died They never got to go outside Shut up Nobody gives a fuck It doesn't change The fact that you suck (We are) The anti-cancer (We are) The only answer Stripped down We want you dead But what's inside of me You'll never know (We are) Bipolar gods (We are) You know what we are My life was always shit And I don't think I need this anymore Now I'm not pretty And I'm not cool But I'm fat and I'm ugly and proud So fuck you Standing out is The new pretension Streamline the (sic)ness Half-assed aggression You gotta see it to believe it We all got conned All the mediocre sacred cows We spawned Put your trust in the misson We will not repent This is our religion (We are) The anti-cancer (We are) The only answer Stripped down We want you dead But what's inside of me You'll never know (We are) Bipolar gods (We are) You know what we are My life was always shit And I don't think I need this anymore I am hated You are hated We are hated Everything sucks and I can prove it Everybody dies, shuffle on Remove it Individuals, indispensable I'm the paradox deity vessel The other side Holds no secret But this side is done I don't need it Before you go You should know You're breaking down You'll be rotten be the time You're underground (We are) The anti-cancer (We are) The only answer Stripped down We want you dead But what's inside of me You'll never know (We are) Bipolar gods (We are) You know what we are My life was always shit And I don't think I need this anymore (We are) The source of conscience (We are) Distorted sentiments There's only one thing left And I can't leave Until it's stated (We are) The absolute (We are) Controlling you They're closing in I can't escape I am hated Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sajter More sharing options...
Gäst Spirtual Skrivet 8 Februari 2005 Rapport Dela Skrivet 8 Februari 2005 I'm Hated By Slipknot How I've waited for you to come I've been here all along And now that you've arrived Please stay a while And I promise I wont keep you long I'll keep you forever Graze the skin with my finger tips The brush of dead cold flesh pacifies the means Provocative images delicate features so smooth A pleasant fragrance in the light of the moon Dance with the dead in my dreams Listen to their hallowed screams The dead have taken my soul Temptation's lost all control Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes Lose all mind control rationale declines Empty eyes enslave the creations Of placid faces and lifeless pageants In the depths of a mind insane Fantasy and reality are the same Graze the skin with my finger tips The brush of dead warm flesh pacifies the means Incised members ornaments on my being Adulating the skin before me Simple smiles elude psychotic eyes Lose all mind control rationale declines Empty eyes enslave the creations Of placid faces and lifeless pageants Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sajter More sharing options...
Gäst Liquid Silk Skrivet 8 Februari 2005 Rapport Dela Skrivet 8 Februari 2005 ajabaja 0013. du måste välja ett av dom. Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sajter More sharing options...
Gäst Xray Skrivet 10 Februari 2005 Rapport Dela Skrivet 10 Februari 2005 (redigerat) Decade Of Aggression - Dead Skin Mask Gissar. First off, fuck your bitch and the click you claim West side when we ride come equipped with game You claim to be a player but I fucked your wife We bust on Bad Boy niggaz fucked for life Plus Puffy tryin ta see me weak hearts I rip Biggie Smallz and Junior M.A.F.I.A. some mark ass bitches We keep on comin' while we runnin for ya jewels steady gunnin, keep on bustin at the fools, you know the rules Little Ceaser, go ask ya homie how I leave ya cut your young ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased Lil Kim, don't fuck around with real G's Quick to snatch yo' ugly ass off tha street, so fuck peace I let them niggas know it's on for life So let the West side ride tonight (haha) Bad Boy murdered on wax, and killed Fuck wit' me and get ya caps peeled, you know, see... Grab ya glocks, when you see Tupac Call the cops, when you see Tupac, uhh Who shot me, but ya punks didn't finish Now ya bout to feel the wrath of a menace nigga, I hit em' up... Första versen inklusive ref. Redigerat 10 Februari 2005 av Xray Citera Länk till kommentar Dela på andra sajter More sharing options...
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