Wong: Yep, it's a great album.
Moonchild by Iron Maiden
Seven deadly sins seven ways to win
Seven holy paths to hell and your trip begins
Seven downward slopes seven bloodied hopes
Seven are your burning fires seven your desires...
I am he the bornless one the fallen angel watching you
Babylon, the scarlet whore, I'll infiltrate your gratitude
Don't you dare to save your son kill him now and save the young ones
Be the mother of a birth strangled babe, be the devils own Lucifer's my name
Moonchild – hear the mandrake scream
Moonchild – open the seventh seal
I count the heads of those unborn the accursed ones I'll find them all
If you die by your own hand as a suicide you shall be damned
And if you try to save your soul I will torment you – you shall not grow old
With every second and passing breath you'll be so alone your soul will bleed to death
Moonchild – hear the mandrake scream
Moonchild – open the seventh seal
Moonchild – you'll be mine soon child
Moonchild – take my hand tonight
The twins they are exhausted, seven is this night
Gemini is rising as the red lips kiss to bite
Seven angels seven demons battle for his soul
When Gabriel lies sleeping, this child was born to die
(3:38 – Solo: Adrian Smith)
(4:07 – Solo: Dave Murray)
One more dies and one more lives, one baby cries one mother grieves
For all the sins you will commit you'll beg forgiveness and none I'll give
A web of fear shall be your coat to clothe you in the night
A lucky escape for you young man but I'll see you damned in endless night
Moonchild – hear the mandrake scream
Moonchild – open the seventh seal
Moonchild – you'll be mine soon child
Moonchild – take my hand tonight
- Ok, you must admit that was the most creative cussing this site have ever seen -
"My c*ck is much bigger than yours" - Nuff said (moderate as needed)
Actually
Ghost (Beneath The Surface) Written by Machinae supremacy
I stand still out in the rain
and look up at a broken sky
every raindrop looks the same
they fall without pretending through the night
But water isn't always what you see
another surface lies beneath
Can you see this isn't really me?
no this is someone else
I am just beneath the surface
And it hurries from my grasp
it runs between my fingers and my hands
it's like an echo from my past
a mere forgotten future in the sand
The water is the tide of night that comes
a shadow pulls me down beneath
Maybe this is who I used to be?
but this is someone else
I am just beneath the surface
In the pouring rain
I'm bleeding, I die
And I'm crying in pain
I'm bleeding, I die
In the pouring rain
I'm bleeding, I die
And it drives me insane
I'm bleeding, I die
All the champs and the heroes
They got a price to pay
They go from sixty to zero
In the split of a hair
They see the face in the window
They feel a shadow out there
They've got the places they can go
They've got the people who stare
They've got to walk in their shoes
They've got to see what they see
They've got the people around them
Getting too much for free
All the pimps and the dealers
All the food they can eat
All the screamers and squealers
When they walk down the street
He's just a rich old man
He never cared for anyone
He likes to count his possessions
He's been a miser from penny one
He never cared for his children
Never cared for his wife
Never made anyone happy
In this way he lived his life
And one day in the sunshine
He got a bolt from the blue
Unloaded all his possessions
Sold his investments too
And now he lives with the homeless
Owns 900 hospital beds
He prefers to remain nameless
It's publicity he dreads
There's a judge in the city
He goes to work every day
Spends his life in the courthouse
Keeps his perspective that way
But I respect his decision
He's got a lot on his mind
He's pretty good with the gavel
A little heavy on the fines
One day there was this minstrel
Who came to court on a charge
That he blew someone's ears off
Because his amp was too large
And the song he was singin'
Was not for love but for cash
Well, the judge waived the charges
He fingered his mustache
Yeah.
Well, there's a clown in a carnival
He rode a painted horse
He came from somewhere out west
He was very funny of course
But that is not what I noticed
It was the incredible force
With which he held his audience
While he rode on his horse
His jokes were not that off-color
His smile was not that sincere
His show was not that sensational
Reasons for success were not clear
But he still made big money
One day the circus was his
Now he's married to the acrobat
And they're training their kids
Now the jailhouse was empty
All the criminals were gone
The gate was left wide open
And a buck and fawn
Were eating grass in the courtyard
When the warden walked in
And took a rifle
from the prison guard
And said to him with a grin
To shoot those deer
would be stupid, sir
We already got 'em right here
Why not just
lock the gates and keep them
With intimidation and fear?
But the warden pulled the trigger
And those deer hit the ground
He said nobody'll
know the difference
And they both looked around.
Yeah.
Well, the cop made the showdown
He was sure he was right
He had all of the lowdown
From the bank heist last night
His best friend was a robber
And his wife was a thief
All the children were murderers
They couldn't get no relief
The bungalow was surrounded
When a voice loud and clear
Come out with your hands up
Or we're gonna blow you out of here
There was a voice in the window
TV cameras rolled
Then they cut to the announcer
And the story was told.
Yeah.
Well, the artist
looked at the producer
The producer sat back
He said what we have got here
Is a pretty good track
But we don't have a vocal
And we still don't have a song
If we could just
get this thing accomplished
Nothin' else could go wrong
So he balanced the ashtray
And he picked up the phone
said Send me a songwriter
Who's drifted far from home
And make sure that he's hungry
And make sure he's alone
send me a cheeseburger
And a new Rolling Stone
Yeah.
Well, the Sioux in Dakota
They lost all of their land
And now a basketball player
Is trying to lend them a hand
Maybe someday he'll be president
He's quite a popular man
But now the chief has reservations
And the white man has plans
There's opposition in Congress
The bill is up against cash
There's really no way of predicting
If it will fly or it will crash
But that's the nature of politics
That's the name of the game
That's how it looks in the tepee
Big winds are blowing again
Yeah.
There's still crime in the city
Said the cop on the beat
I don't know if I can stop it
I feel like meat on the street
They paint my car like a target
I take my orders from fools
Meanwhile
some kid blows my head off
Well, I play by their rules
So now I'm doing it my way
I took the law in my own hands
Here I am in the alleyway
A wad of cash in my pants
I get paid by a ten year old
He says he looks up to me
There's still crime in the city
But it's good to be free
Yeah.
Well I come from a family
That has a broken home
Sometimes I talk to my daddy
On the telephone
When he says that he loves me
I know that he does
But I wish I could see him
Wish I knew where he was
But that's
the way all my friends are
Except maybe one or two
Wish I could see him this weekend
Wish I could walk in his shoes
But now I'm doin' my own thing
Sometimes I'm good, then I'm bad
Although my home has been broken
It's the best home I ever had
Well, I keep getting younger
My life's been funny that way
Before I ever learned to talk
I forgot what to say
sassed back to my mummy
sassed back to my teacher
got thrown out of Sunday School
For throwin' bibles at the preacher
When I grew up to be a fireman
I put out every fire in town
Put out everything smoking
But when I put the hose down
The judge sent me to prison
Gave me life without parole
Wish I never put the hose down
I wish I never got old.
Er liebt die Mutter
und von der Seite
den Fisch gibt er ihr selbst
dieser häutet sich vor leerem Hoden
die alte Haut fällt auf den Boden
Er liebt die Schwester
und von hinten
der Fisch frisst sich zum Mund
die Kiemen blutig noch vom saugen
an den roten großen Augen
Laichzeit
es ist Laichzeit
Er liebt den Hund
oh Gott von oben
der Fisch jetzt mit der Zunge küsst
speit tote Milch dir ins Gesicht
ihn anzufassen wagst du nicht
Laichzeit
überall Fischmilch
es ist Laichzeit
Die Mutter hat das Meer geholt
Laichzeit
die Schwestern haben keine Zeit
Laichzeit
der Hund steht winkend am Gestade
Laichzeit
der Fisch braucht seine Einsamkeit
Laichzeit
(translation)
He loves his mother
and from the side
he gives the fish to her
it sheds its skin before empty testicles
the old skin falls on the floor
He loves his sister
and from behind
the fish eats to the mouth
the gills still bloody from sucking
on the big red eyes
Spawning time
it is spawning time
He loves his dog
oh god from above
the fish now kisses with his tongue
he spits dead milk in your face
you don't dare to touch him
Spawning time
fishmilk everywhere
it is spawning time
The mother has been taken by the sea
Spawning time
the sisters don't have time
Spawning time
the dog waves from the shore
Spawning time
the fish needs his loneliness
Spawning time
I like the odd combination of techno and background sound effects.
Steve Zissou: Anne-Marie, do all the interns get Glocks?
Ski-Bi dibby dib yo da dub dub
Yo dab dub dub
Ski-Bi dibby dib yo da dub dub
Yo dab dub dub
I'm the Scatman
Ski-Bi dibby dib yo da dub dub
Yo dab dub dub
Ski-Bi dibby dib yo da dub dub
Yo dab dub dub
B-B-B-Be Bop a Bodda Bop
Bop a Bodda Bop
Be Bop a Bodda Bop
Bop a Bodda Boop
B-B-B-Be Bop a Bodda Bop
Bop a Bodda Boop
Be Bop a Bodda Bop
Bop a Bodda Bop
^^^ That song used to give me so much trouble on heavy. Now it's pretty easy tho, aside from the weird gallops between jumps.
"Demonology and Heartache" by Atreyu
So unaffectionate, so insecure
You claim to know a thing or two about heartache
And what it's like to have your insides torn out
And I believe you
I see it every time your pallbearer's palor is obscured by the darkness
Dancing across your face, and when the blackness veils your eyes in pain
I know what it's like when memories make you wince
And love letters read like obituaries
And photo albums are the books of the dead
I need no reminders, no more reminders
I'll forget the past and lay it to rest
If I had my way
I'd cut the calluses off your breaking heart
If I could get past the sternum
Cauterize those wounds with
Every kiss I could give to you
I'm holding your heart in my hand
The reason it still beats
Am I being too cryptic?
Am I being too obscure?
Love kills, romance is dead
And I don't even trust myself
But I love you
And you can pull my wings apart
And pin me down under glass
Until the end of days if it can help you
Discover that we share the same pain
I just hope you write your thesis
Before your subject is dead
No life after death
Woe to you, oh Earth and Sea,
for the Devil sends the beast with wrath,
because he knows the time is short...
– Revelations 12:12
Let him who hath understanding reckon the number of the beast
for it is a human number, its number is Six hundred and sixty six.
– Revelations 13:18
I left alone, my mind was blank
I needed time to think, to get the memories from my mind
What did I see? Can I believe
That what I saw that night was real and not just fantasy
Just what I saw in my old dreams
Were they reflections of my warped mind staring back at me
'Cause in my dreams it's always there
The evil face that twists my mind and brings me to despair
Night was black, was no use holding back
'Cause I just had to see was someone watching me
In the mist dark figures move and twist
Was this all for real or just some kind of hell?
Six six six – the Number of the Beast
Hell and fire was spawned to be released
Torches blazed and sacred chants were praised
As they start to cry hands held to the sky
In the night the fires burning bright
The ritual has begun Satan's work is done
Six six six – the Number of the Beast
Sacrifice is going on tonight
(2:46 – Solo: Dave Murray)
(3:15 – Solo: Adrian Smith)
This can't go on I must inform the law
Can this still be real or some crazy dream?
But I feel drawn toward the evil chanting hordes
Seem to mesmerize me, can't avoid their eyes
Six six six – the Number of the Beast
Six six six – the one for you and me
I'm coming back, I will return
And I'll possess your body and I'll make you burn
I have the fire, I have the force
I have the power to make my evil take its course
- Ok, you must admit that was the most creative cussing this site have ever seen -
Phredreeke we fucking get it, you like iron maiden, you dont need to post their entire album
Catch 22
"1234 1234"
You, you try, you try to get by. "You're never going to pull it off", "You shouldn't even try" "You're a wet cigarette", "You're always second best", but they're never going to give a shit about anybody but themselves. You fight for them to realize; there's more to life, there's more to you, there's more than meets the eye. And when you're done, the battle's been won. You sit back, you smile and this is what you hum, you hum: ....12341234.... The years go by, the time it does fly. Every single second is a moment in time that passes oh, so quick and it seems like nothing, but when you're looking back, well it amounts to everything. I've got myself. I've got my friends. I've got my little family, but that's not where it ends. This one goes out to you, it goes out to everyone. It's in the name of honesty because life has just begun. .... 12341234.... Look around little brother, Can you tell me what you see? You're a big boy now, so take responsibility. You never had it hard, but now it's getting tough, so you whine, whine, whine and you say you've had enough. You say i'm full of shit That i'm a hypocrite I shouldn't talk, when i can't take the advice that i give? Well maybe you're right, but open your eyes: the main difference here is that i try, try.
is it just me or is posting the entire lryics to a song a little old n sad now? I mean, people arent even discussing the music people are listening to... I just cant really see the point?
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