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Post by PinkFloyd on Sept 29, 2004 22:39:46 GMT -5
Angel of Death By: Slayer
Auschwitz, the meaning of pain The way that I want you to die Slow death, immense decay Showers that cleanse you of your life Forced in Like cattle you run Stripped of Your life's worth Human mice, for the angel of death Four hundred thousand more to die Angel of death Monarch to the kingdom of the dead Sadistic, surgeon of demise Sadist of the noblest blood
Destroying, without mercy To benefit the Aryan race
Surgery, with no anesthesia Feel the knife pierce you intensely Inferior, no use to mankind Strapped down screaming out to die Angel of death Monarch to the kingdom of the dead Infamous butcher, Angel of death
Pumped with fluid, inside your brain Pressure in your skull begins pushing Through your eyes Burning flesh, drips away Test of heat burns your skin, Your mind starts to boil Frigid cold, cracks your limbs How long can you last In this frozen water burial? Sewn together, joining heads Just a matter of time 'Til you rip yourselves apart
Millions laid out in their Crowded tombs Sickening ways to achieve The Holocaust
Seas of blood, bury life Smell your death as it burns Deep inside of you Abacinate, Eyes that bleed Praying for the end of Your wide awake nightmare Wings of pain, reach out for you His face of death staring down Your blood's running cold Injecting cells, dying eyes Feeding on the screams of The mutants he's creating
Pathetic harmless victims Left to die Rancid angel of death Flying free
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Post by PinkFloyd on Sept 29, 2004 22:41:38 GMT -5
Jesus Saves By: Slayer
You go to the church, you kiss the cross You will be saved at any cost You have your own reality Christianity You spend your life just kissing ass A trait that's grown as time has passed You think the world will end today You praise the Lord, it's all you say
Jesus saves, listen to you pray You think you'll see the pearly gates When death takes you away
For all respect you cannot lust In an invisible man you place your trust Indirect dependency Eternal attempt at amnesty He will decide who lives and dies Depopulate Satanas rise You will be an accessory Irreverence and blasphemy
Jesus saves, no need to pray The gates of pearl have turned to gold It seems you've lost your way
Jesus saves, no words of praise No promised land to take you to There is no other way
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Post by PinkFloyd on Sept 29, 2004 22:42:23 GMT -5
Raining Blood By: Slayer
Trapped in purgatory A lifeless object, alive Awaiting reprisal Death will be their acquisition
The sky is turning red Return to power draws near Fall into me, the sky's crimson tears Abolish the rules made of stone
Pierced from below, souls of my treacherous past Betrayed by many, now ornaments dripping above
Awaiting the hour of reprisal Your time slips away
Raining blood From a lacerated sky Bleeding its horror Creating my structure Now I shall reign in blood
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Post by SharinganSasuke on Sept 30, 2004 19:50:45 GMT -5
The Recluse By: Cursive
I wake alone, ina woman's room I hardly know. I wake alone- and pretend that I am finally home. The room is littered with her books and notebooks. I imagine what they say, like, 'Shoo fly, don't bother me,'
And i can hardly get myself out of her bed. for fear of never lying in this bed again. Oh christ, I'm not that desperate am I? Oh no- oh god- I am.
How'd I end up here to begin with? I don't know. Why do I start what I can't finish? Oh please, don't barrage me with questions to all those ugly answers. My ego's like my stomach- it keeps shitting what I feed it. But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore.. maybe I can wait in bed 'til she comes home. and whispers.
"you're in my web now - I've come to wrap you up tight 'til it's time to bite down."
I wake alone in a woman's room I hardly know. I wake alone - and pretend that I am finally home.
home
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Post by SharinganSasuke on Sept 30, 2004 20:00:24 GMT -5
Art Is Hard By: Cursive
Cut it out- your self-inflicted pain is getting too routine the crowds are catching on to the self-inflicted song Well, here we go again the art of acting weak Fall in love to fail to boost your CD sales (And that CD sells- yeah, what a hit) You've got to repeat it you gotta' sink to swim If at fist you don't succeed you gotta recreate your misery 'cause we all know art is hard young artists have gotta starve Try, and fail, and try again the comforts of repetition Keep churning out those hits 'til it's all the same old shit
Oh, a second verse! Well, color me fatigued I'm hiding in the leaves in the CD jacket sleeves tired of entertianing some double-dipped meaning a soft serve analogy This drunken angry slur in thirty-one flavors You gotta' sink to swim immerse yourself in rejection regurgitate some sorry tale about a boy who sells his love affairs You gotta' fake the pain you better make it sting you're gonna' break a leg when you get on stage and they scream your name "Oh, Cursive is so cool!"
You gotta sink to swim impersonate greater persons 'cause we all know art is hard when we don't know who we are
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Post by Colloff on Oct 1, 2004 11:01:40 GMT -5
Stairway to Heaven (live) Led Zep. There's a lady who shows All that glitters is gold. And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
And when she gets there she knows, If the stores are all closed. With a word she can get what she came for.
Oooh, oooh... And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
There's a sign on the wall, But she wants to be sure. 'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, There's a songbird that sings, Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
But I think you can see that.
And it makes me wonder, she does...
Oh, hooo, ohh...yes sir.
There's a feeling I get, When I look to the west. And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen, Rings of smoke through the trees. And the voices of those who stand looking.
Ah hah, ah hah! Ah hah, ah hah aaaaaaaaaaaah! Whoa, whoa, whoa...
And it's whispered that soon, If we all call the tune, That the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn, For those who stand long, And the forests will echo with laughter!
Does anybody remember laughter?
Baby! OH! Just give it to me, just give it to me, just give it to me... Suga'! Suga'!
But I got some good news, listen!
If there's a bustle in your headrow, Don't be alarmed now. It's just a spring clean for the May Queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by. But in the long run, There's still time to change the road you're on.
I hope so! Oh, baby, baby!
Wait a minute! Wait a minute!
Your head is hummin' and it won't go, But did you know? The piper's callin' you to join him.
Dear lady, can't you hear the wind blow? Or did you know? Your stairway lies on the whispering winds.
Oh, oh, ahhh!
And as we all walk down the road! Our shadows taller, than our souls! There walks the laaaady we all know-whoa!
Who shines white light and wants to show! How everything still turns to gold! And if you listen, very hard!
The tune will come to you at last, When all is one, and one is all! To be a rock! And not to roll!
Not to roll! Roll, baby, roll!
And she's buying a stai-airway to heaven.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-whoa-oa!
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Post by Colloff on Oct 1, 2004 11:02:53 GMT -5
What is and What Should Never Be Led Zep. and if I say to you tomorrow child, come with me to a castle I will take you where what's to be they say will be
*catch the wind see us spin sail away leave the day way up high in the sky oohh where the wind won't blow you really shouldn't go it only goes to show that you will mine by takin' our time*
and if you say to me tomorrow oh what fun it all would be then what's to stop us pretty baby but what is and should never be
*chorus*
so if you wake up with the sunrise and all your dreams are still as new and happiness is what you need so bad girl, the answer lies with you yeah
*chorus*
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Post by Colloff on Oct 1, 2004 11:04:16 GMT -5
Communication Breakdown Led Zep. Hey, girl, stop what you're doin'! Hey, girl, you'll drive me to ruin. I don't know what it is that I like about you, But I like it a lot. Won't let me hold you, Let me feel your lovin' charms.
*Communication Breakdown, It's always the same, I'm having a nervous breakdown, Drive me insane!
Hey, girl, I got something I think you ought to know. Hey, babe, I wanna tell you that I love you so. I wanna hold you in my arms, yeah! I'm never gonna let you go, 'Cause I like your charms. * Chorus I want you to love me all night... * Chorus I want you to love me all night I want you to love me I want you to love...yeah! I want you to love!
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Post by Colloff on Oct 1, 2004 11:05:15 GMT -5
Battle of Evermore Led Zeppelin Queen of Light took her bow And then she turned to go, The Prince of Peace embraced the gloom And walked the night alone. Oh, dance in the dark of night, Sing to the morn - ing light. The dark Lord rides in force tonight And time will tell us all. Oh, throw down your plow and hoe, Rest not to lock your homes. Side by side we wait the might Of the darkest of them all. I hear the horses' thunder Down in the valley blow, I'm waiting for the angels of Avalon, Waiting for the eastern glow. The apples of the valley hold, The seas of happiness, The ground is rich from tender care, Repay, do not forget, no, no. Oh,-------dance in the dark of night, sing to the morning light. The apples turn to brown and black, The tyrant's face is red. Oh the war is common cry, Pick up you swords and fly. The sky is filled with good and bad That mortals never know. Oh, well, the night is long, The beads of time pass slow, Tired eyes on the sunrise, Waiting for the eastern glow. The pain of war cannot exceed The woe of aftermath, The drums will shake the castle wall, The ring wraiths ride in black, Ride on. Sing as you raise your bow, Shoot straighter than before. No comfort has the fire at night That lights the face so cold. Oh dance in the dark of night, Sing to the mornin' light. The magic runes are writ in gold To bring the balance back, Bring it back. At last the sun is shining, The clouds of blue roll by, With flames from the dragon of darkness The sunlight blinds his eyes.
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Post by Psychotic Kat on Oct 2, 2004 14:36:00 GMT -5
Green Day American Idiot
Don't wanna be an American idiot. Don't want a nation that under the new media. And can you hear the sound of hysteria? The subliminal mindfuck America.
Welcome to a new kind of tension. All across the alien nation. Everything isn't meant to be okay. Television dreams of tomorrow. We're not the ones who're meant to follow. Convincing them to walk you.
Well maybe I'm the fuckhead America. I'm not a part of a redneck agenda. Now everybody do the propaganda. And sing along in the age of paranoia.
Welcome to a new kind of tension. All across the alien nation. Everything isn't meant to be okay. Television dreams of tomorrow. We're not the ones who're meant to follow. Convincing them to walk you.
Don't wanna be an American idiot. Don't want a nation controlled by the media. Information nation of hysteria. It's going out to idiot America.
Welcome to a new kind of tension. All across the alien nation. Everything isn't meant to be okay. Television dreams of tomorrow. We're not the ones who're meant to follow. Convincing them to walk you.
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Post by Psychotic Kat on Oct 2, 2004 14:38:49 GMT -5
ICP Real Underground Baby
[Violent J] Underground baby Real underground baby...
This clown don't smile and honk your nose This clown don't wear big goofy clothes This clown don't mind your hatred for me You'll get turned into a dead corpse right before me
Real underground baby...
[Chorus 2x] And the preacherman said... HALLELUJAH! And the preacherman said... HALLELUJAH! And the preacherman said... HALLELUJAH! Me and the witch gonna go right to ya!
[Violent J] Role model, eat a dick up and swallow Only model I follow by the Jim Beam bottle When I'ma kick a fuckin' hole in the wall I'ma kick a fuckin' hole in the wall Full throttle, rollin' in an El Dorado Full bottle, I care about no tomorrow When I'ma kick a fuckin' hole in the wall I'ma kick a fuckin' hole in the wall
Who can paint their face up!? (Who can paint their face up!?) And wear a ninja suit!? (And wear a ninja suit!?)
[Violent J] Floatin' thru some backyards Dropkick your knees and backwards I'm outti with a (poof!) (And ain't that shit the truth!?) My days are long and lonely Black rain is right before me
Real underground baby
[Violent J] My brain does nothing for me Heyy! This pain'll be my story
[Repeat 4x] Who took the chicken off the plate And put it in the fridge?! SHAGGY 2 DOPE DID!!
Underground baby...real underground baby
[Violent J 4x] I'm hidin' under the floor like Saddam But I'm doin' it because I love it And I'm underground baby Real underground baby
Underground baby...real underground baby Underground baby...real underground baby
Who can paint their face up!? (Who can paint their face up!?) And wear a ninja suit!? (And wear a ninja suit!?)
[Violent J] Floatin thru some backyards Dropkick your knees and backwards I'm outti with a *poof!* (And ain't that shit the truth!?)
[Carnival of Carnage samples]
[Violent J] My brain does nothing for me This pain will be my story Black rain is right before me
Underground baby
[Ringmaster samples]
Underground baby
[Riddle Box samples]
[Violent J 4x] I'm hidin' under the floor like Saddam But I'm doin' it because I love it And I'm underground baby Real underground baby
[Great Milenko samples]
My days are long and lonely Black rain is right before me
Real underground baby
My brain does nothing for me This pain'll be my story
[Amazing Jeckel Brothers samples]
[Shaggy 2 Dope] Underground! Underground 2 miles deep Under your feet Underground Underground! Underground 2 miles deep Under the street Underground
[Repeat 4x] By far the ugliest and most monsterous thing I have ever seen (The Wraith!)
[Wraith samples]
I got too much time on my hands I got too much time on my hands I got too much time on my hands I got too much time on my hands
HALLELUJHAH!!!!!
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Post by PinkFloyd on Oct 3, 2004 17:40:08 GMT -5
South of Heaven By: Slayer
An unforeseen future nestled somewhere in time. Unsuspecting victims no warnings, no signs. Judgment day the second coming arrives. Before you see the light you must die.
Forgotten children, conform a new faith, Avidity and lust controlled by hate. [The] Never ending search for your shattered sanity, Souls of Damnation in their own reality. Chaos rampant, An age of distrust. Confrontations. Impulsive habitat. Bastard sons beget your c**ting daughters, Promiscuous mothers with your incestuous fathers. Engreat souls condemned for [all] eternity, Sustained by immoral observance a domineering deity.
Chaos rampant, An age of distrust. Confrontations. Impulsive sabbath. On and on, south of heaven [x 4]
The root of all evil is the heart of a black soul. A force that has lived all eternity. A never ending search for a truth never told. The loss of all hope and your dignity.
Chaos rampant, An age of distrust. Confrontations. Impulsive habitat. On and on, south of heaven [x 4]
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Post by PinkFloyd on Oct 3, 2004 17:42:06 GMT -5
Mandatory Suicide By: Slayer
Murder at your every foot step. A child's toy sudden death. Sniper blazes you thru your knees Falling down can you feel the heat, Burn! Ambushed by the spray of lead Count the bullet holes in your head. Offspring sent out to cry, Living mandatory suicide. Suicide. [x 4]
Holes burn deep in your chest, Raked by machine gun fire. Screaming soul sent out to die, Living mandatory suicide. Suicide. [x 4]
[Spoken:] Lying, dying, screaming in pain. Begging, pleading, bullets drop like rain. Mines explode, pain sheers through your brain, Radical amputation, this is insane.
Fly swatter stakes drive through your chest. Spikes impale you as you're forced off the crest. Soldier of misfortune Hunting with bated breath.
A vile smell, like tasting death. Dead bodies, dying and wounded Litter the city streets Shattered glass, bits of clothing and human deceit. Dying [in] terror, Blood's cheap, it's everywhere. Mandatory suicide, massacre on the front line.
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Post by PinkFloyd on Oct 3, 2004 17:44:44 GMT -5
Spill the Blood By: Slayer
Come walk with me through endless time. See what has been and what the future sees. Share the wisdom of the old world that has passed, Step in a life that's yet to be born. You spill the blood, Eternal soul. I'll show you sights that you would not believe. Experience pleasures thought unobtained. At one with evil that has ruled before. Now smell the stench of immortality. You spill the blood, Eternal soul.
Spill your blood, let it run on to me, Take my hand and let go of your life. Close your eyes and see what is me, Raise the chalice, embrace for evermore. You've spilt the blood. I have your soul.
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Post by PinkFloyd on Oct 3, 2004 17:46:35 GMT -5
Dead Skin Mask By: Slayer
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
CHORUS 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
CHORUS
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