Pleur hier je vette lyrics

Sai · Bericht door **Sai** » za mei 22, 2004 9:11 pm

Napalm Death - Dead

DEAD!

Demorpheus · Bericht door **Demorpheus** » za mei 22, 2004 9:21 pm

Heerschersch of Pilsch - Wraak van de Snickelaer
improvised by CW

Ja!
Oeh
oeeeehhhh

Heel Alleen
Loopt de Snickelaer
Hij is er weer
Hij pijpt jou klaar

Wees bevreest
Hij is hees
Ik ben hier
Hier komt 't Bier

Jaaa

Snickelaer
Hij is er weer
En Snikkelvet
Snikkelvet, komt klaar

Ja!

Oeh
Aah
Ieh
Eeh

Wees bevreest
Want hij is heet
Kaas, van de snikkel
In vet!
Hij eet 't, hij likt 't
jaaaaaa

Snickelaer
Hij likt je kaas!

jeeeeaaaaaaa

Snickelaer
Hij er weer

Snickelaer
Snickelaer

Snickelaer
Hij pijpt je klaar
Hij is er weer
Kijk op hem neer

Hieronimus · Bericht door **Hieronimus** » za mei 22, 2004 9:24 pm

Ja, ik was al benieuwd naar die lyrics. Maar muzikaal gezien vind ik het toch beter dan tekstueel gezien

Demorpheus · Bericht door **Demorpheus** » za mei 22, 2004 9:26 pm

tja, over de muziek hebben we dan ook na kunnen denken, bij de zang hebben we gewoon de opname aangezet en maar wat terplekke geblaat.

Mendel · Bericht door **Mendel** » za mei 22, 2004 9:42 pm

Khanate - Dead

i was...
not worth knowing
visible awful but not seen
alone always forever - beauty opposite
transparent hear me - listen - right here

i was...
kept walking awful unnoticed
beauty opposite - alone
island stay off
wait... someone

sink alone not seen
it was time - end
it was time - end

i was...
visible awful but not seen
alone always forever - beauty opposite
transparent see me - right here

i was...
kept walking awful unnoticed
beauty opposite deserted - alone
island stay off
wait... someone wait

sink alone not seen
it was time - end
it was time - end

could have stopped it

Dead...

bove027 · Bericht door **bove027** » za mei 22, 2004 9:48 pm

Raggende mannen - Poep in je Hoofd

Zal ik jouw is effe lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd.
Zal ik jouw is effe lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd.
Zal ik jouw is effe lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd.
Zal ik jouw is effe lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd.

Poep in je hoofd, poep in je hoofd.
Wat maakt het uit, als je maar gelooft.
Poep in je hoofd, poep in je hoofd.
Wat maakt het uit?!

Zal ik jouw is effe lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd.
Zal ik jouw is effe lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd.
Zal ik jouw is effe lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd.
Zal ik jouw is effe lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd.

Poep in je hoofd, poep in je hoofd.
Wat maakt het uit, als je maar gelooft.
Poep in je hoofd, poep in je hoofd.
Wat maakt het uit?!

Zal ik jouw is effe lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd.
Zal ik jouw is effe lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd.
Zal ik jouw is effe lekker in je bek schijten
of heb je al poep, poep in je hoofd.
Zal ik jouw is effe lekker, lekker, lekker jaaaaahhh!!!

Poep in je hoofd!

Demorpheus · Bericht door **Demorpheus** » za mei 22, 2004 9:48 pm

Solefald - Christiania

{Edvard Munch in Christiania
Painter in the poor capital of
A spoon-like strip of land

He painted a self portrait in Hell
And herad Death speaking French
His anguish is remembered
And works of art extolled

Munch}

Beboere av Christiania, föl min angst!
Himmeln den lave brenner et bål, men dere ser ikke opp
Dere ser på meg med gröne fjes
Aldri noensinne vil dere forst°a!
Beboere av Christiania, föl min angst!
Jeg hever blikket mot den synkende himmels flammer
og dere ser, dere ser
Dere ser mitt selvportrett i helvete

{Death}

Je suis venu pour recolter les malades
Je suis venu pour fêter leurs maladies
La misere me nouritt
La misere me renforce
Il n'y a plus de Bible dans salle des malades
Il n'y pas de livre parmi les malades
Succombs, mes enfants, à la nécessite de la mort
Succombs, mes patients, à vortre humble docteur

Mendel · Bericht door **Mendel** » za mei 22, 2004 9:50 pm

bove027 schreef:
Raggende mannen - Poep in je Hoofd

hoe diepgaand!

Demorpheus;
wat is dat dan?

Demorpheus · Bericht door **Demorpheus** » za mei 22, 2004 9:50 pm

staat er boven nu

Ktulu · Bericht door **Ktulu** » za mei 22, 2004 9:54 pm

The Old Dead Tree - The Bathroom Monologue

[Munoz, Chevrollier / Munoz]

I can remember a lot of moments with you
Talking and talking again
Dreaming on music
Becoming famous, playing with our idols
Joking about Nicolas car

Yes, a lot of times
So I can't understand yet
And I start to feel very cold
In this bath that is getting empty
Just like me

I'm speaking alone
Can't you realise?
Can't you realise?
Look at me now

I think I couldn't feel worse
Speaking to a ghost
The best friend I ever lost

Look at me now
You have to realise
My friend
How huge is
The mistake you've done

No I couldn't feel worse

What have you done my friend
What the hell he's done something like that?
Why did you hide your pain?
Why didn't you ask for some help?
Maybe he did?
I think I'm lost
Yes I think I'm really lost
I don't know what to think
There's like emptiness of myself

A pathetic naked boy speaking to the walls
We could call it the bathroom monologue
What do you think about that?

But wherever you are I hope you keep laughing
Yes,
Just keep laughing.

Deze tekst komt nog beter tot z'n recht met de emotionele/melancholieke stem van Manuel Munoz en zijn lichtelijk Franse accent in zijn Engels taalgebruik.

Mendel · Bericht door **Mendel** » za mei 22, 2004 9:56 pm

damn mooie tekst indd ktulu;

direkt maar even wat van hun downloaden.

Ktulu · Bericht door **Ktulu** » za mei 22, 2004 9:58 pm

Op www.theolddeadtree.com kun je iets van 2 of 3 complete nummers downloaden dacht ik.

Mendel · Bericht door **Mendel** » za mei 22, 2004 9:59 pm

Nu we toch bezig zijn in dat sfeertje:

Nature toke her away

X

Hieronimus · Bericht door **Hieronimus** » za mei 22, 2004 10:00 pm

The Old Dead Tree is inderdaad een heel gave band, vorig jaar als voorprogramma bij Opeth speelden ze heel goed, alleen jammer dat er zitplaatsen waren

Toen nog maar ff handtekeningen laten zetten door die lui

Sorry, ik weet 't, ik ben Opeth-fanaat, maar ik vind dit gewoon een prachtige sfeer hebben:
In the name of desperation
I call your name
A lamentation I sigh
Again and again

Spiritual eclipse
The gateways are closed for me to seek

The night...
A veil of stars, watching
My shadow is born from light
The light of the eye, in darkness

Over troubled waters memories soar
Endlessly, searching night and day
The moonlight caresses a lonely hill
With the calmness of a whisper

I wear a naked soul
A blank face in the streaming water
It is cold in here
Frost scar my coat with dust

Eyes attach to your mute portrait
We spoke only through thoughts
Together we gazed, awaited
Hours brought thirst and the rising sun

Sunbirds leave their dark recesses
Shadows glid the archways

Do not turn your face towards me
Confronting me with my lonliness
You are in a forest unknown
The secret orchard
And your voice is vast and achromatic
But still so precious

Lullaby of the crescent moon took you
Mesmerized, its kaleidoscopic face
Granted you a hollow stare
Another soul within the divine herd

I have kept it
The amaranth symbol
Hiddin inside the golden shrine
Until we rejoice in the meadow
Of the end
When we both walk the shadows
It will set ablaze and vanish
Black rose immortal

It is getting dark again
Dusk shuffle across the fields
The evening trees moan as if they knew
At night I always dream of you

Ktulu · Bericht door **Ktulu** » za mei 22, 2004 10:02 pm

Toen ik ze zag in de Biebob waren er wel degelijk staanplaatsen. Ik ben nog nooit zo overdonderd geweest door een band die ik voor het eerst zag/hoorde. Geweldig. Ik ben nog steeds wanhopig op zoek naar nog een concert van hen in de buurt.

Mendel · Bericht door **Mendel** » za mei 22, 2004 10:03 pm

Ktulu schreef:Op www.theolddeadtree.com kun je iets van 2 of 3 complete nummers downloaden dacht ik.

dankje,

wat vinden jullie trouwens van de lyric die ik net poste?

Ktulu · Bericht door **Ktulu** » za mei 22, 2004 10:04 pm

Hop nog maar eentje dan:

The Old Dead Tree - It's The Same For Everyone

[Chevrollier, Munoz / Munoz]

You won't wait a long time,
We will join you soon
It's a fateful crime
But it the same for everyone
We live our life and then we go

(I) know you were suffering
Watching us a last time
Emotional torture
But it's the same for everyone
We live our life and then we go

Everyone's already lost someone...

How many friends, relatives and loves
Have we lost

Will it take end, will we be able to stop,
This endless pain

But no one is prepared
To live something
Like the suicide

Of a 21 years old Friend
Who lived his life in pain
And went before his end

Now that you are gone,
Lifeless as a stone
We have learned something,
That it's the same for everyone
We live our life,
And then we go

But we can't accept
To stay without you!
A common wish to die
But it's the same for everyone
You've left our life
(But) they have to go on.

Heel die cd is gewoon geweldig mooi.

Hieronimus · Bericht door **Hieronimus** » za mei 22, 2004 10:04 pm

Wel mooi, maar een beetje een standaard onderwerp en het gebruik van leestekens stoort eerlijk gezegd een beetje

Ktulu · Bericht door **Ktulu** » za mei 22, 2004 10:05 pm

Mendel schreef:[..]

dankje,

wat vinden jullie trouwens van de lyric die ik net poste?

Op het eerste zicht niet slecht, maar voor mij kan muziek en de stem die de lyrics brengt ontzettend veel toevoegen aan lyrics.

RottenTorso · Bericht door **RottenTorso** » za mei 22, 2004 10:05 pm

Within Thy Enemy

Foulest ... Beneath the Churning tide
Feeding... Upon this waste of light,
This sore of mass consumption
Lies within this, treachorist,
This Undevine, conceived of hate by
Whores and slaves, in dying pain

From within this seething comes
The empty threat of the besieged
I shall never fall
I am Vengeance!!

Release these strikes of penance
Realize these words of war
Unhold these minds emotion
Release this wrath within haste
Bring this fate upon these men who choose to be
At one with the cowardice within thine enemy

From within this seething comes
The empty threat of besieged
I shall never fall
I am Vengeance!!

Decimate your allegiance
Decimate your inner strength
Kneel before me and learn your fate
Know your master,
Chant my name

Cowards...
Engulfed in ignorance
Kneel before me and learn your fate
Know your master,
Chant my Name

Release these strikes of penance Realize these words of war
Unhold these minds emotion
Release this wrath within haste
Bring this wrath upon these men who choose to be
At one with the cowardice within thine enemy

Mendel · Bericht door **Mendel** » za mei 22, 2004 10:06 pm

Hieronimus schreef:Wel mooi, maar een beetje een standaard onderwerp en het gebruik van leestekens stoort eerlijk gezegd een beetje

de uitroeptekens, vraagtekens en punten?

hm die heb er best ddoelbewust bij geplaatst;

sommige zinnen hebben betrekking op elkaar;

en tja, standaard onderwerp ...

Mendel · Bericht door **Mendel** » za mei 22, 2004 10:07 pm

Ktulu schreef:[..]

Op het eerste zicht niet slecht, maar voor mij kan muziek en de stem die de lyrics brengt ontzettend veel toevoegen aan lyrics.

dat sowieso;

vind ''spoken words'' trouwens vaak een erg goede sfeer brengen in nummers.

Ktulu · Bericht door **Ktulu** » za mei 22, 2004 10:09 pm

Doet The Old Dead Tree ook af en toe. Heb je al nummers van hen gedld? Zoja, wat vind je ervan en vooral van zijn stem?

Mendel · Bericht door **Mendel** » za mei 22, 2004 10:12 pm

had er nog nooit naar geluitserd;

mooie vocalen jah!

sfeer van het nummer wat ik nu luister ligt ook lekker bij mij;

al is de geluidskwaliteit van het nummer superslecht

Ktulu · Bericht door **Ktulu** » za mei 22, 2004 10:13 pm

?

Raar hoor. Die nummers komen dacht ik linea recta van het album, dus afgemixt en wel. Klinkt vrij aardig afgeproduceerd naar mijn mening?

Hieronimus · Bericht door **Hieronimus** » zo mei 23, 2004 1:17 am

Klassiekertje, Heartwork van Carcass:

Works of art, painted black
Magniloquent, bleeding dark
Monotonous palate, murky spectrum, grimly unlimited
Food for thought, so prolific
In contrasting shades, forcely fed
Abstraction, so choking, so provocative

A canvas to paint, to degenerate
Dark reflections - degeneration
A canvas to paint, to denigrate
Dark reflections, of dark foul light

Profound, aesthetic beauty
Or shaded, sensary corruption
Perceptions, shattered, splintered, mirroring
In deft taints, diluted, tinted
Spelt out, in impaired colour
Denigrating, going to paints to pain - not a pretty picture

Works of heart bleeding dark
Black, magniloquent art
Monotonous palate, murky spectrum, grimly unlimited
Prolific food for thought
Contrasting, fed with force
Abstraction, so choking, so provocative

Bleeding works of art
Seething work so dark
Seering words from the heart

Thaumaturgy · Bericht door **Thaumaturgy** » zo mei 23, 2004 2:11 am

Black Sabbath- Under The Sun / Every Day Comes & Goes

Well I don't want no demon to tell me what it's all about
No black magician telling me to get my soul out
Don't believe in violence, I don't even believe in peace
I've opened the door and my mind has been released

Well I don't want no preacher telling me about the god in the sky
No I don't want no one to tell me where I'm gonna go when I die
I wanna live my life with no people telling me what to do
I just believe in myself, 'cause no one else is true

Every day just comes and goes
Life is one big overdose
People try to ruin me
and I can't seem to eliminate them

People riding their real pace
keep on running their rat race
The ante is risen once a week
in their world of make-believe

So believe what I tell you, it's the only way to fight in the end
Just believe in yourself, you know you really shouldn't have to pretend
don't let those empty people try and interfere with your mind
Just live your life and leave them all behind

Tool-Eulogy

He had alot to say.
He had alot of nothing to say.
We'll miss him.

So long.
We wish you well.
You told us how you weren't afraid to die.
Well then, so long.
Don't cry.
Or feel too down.
Not all martyrs see divinity.
But at least you tried.

Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice that was strong and loud.
We'll miss him.
Ranting and pointing his finger
At everything but his heart.
We'll miss him.

No way to recall
What it was that you had said to me,
Like I care at all.

So loud.
You sure could yell.
You took a stand on every little thing
And so loud.

Standing above the crowd,
He had a voice so strong and loud and I
Swallowed his facade cuz I'm so
Eager to identify with
Someone above the ground,
Someone who seemed to feel the same,
Someone prepared to lead the way, with
Someone who would die for me.

Will you? Will you now?
Would you die for me?
Don't you fuckin lie.

Don't you step out of line.
Don't you fuckin lie.

You've claimed all this time that you would die for me.
Why then are you so surprised to hear your own eulogy?

You had alot to say.
You had alot of nothing to say.

Come down.
Get off your fuckin cross.
We need the fuckin space to nail the next fool martyr.

To ascend you must die.
You must be crucified
For your sins and your lies. [sic]
Goodbye...

Tool-Ænema

Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will.
I sure could use a vacation from this

Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks

Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.

Fret for your figure and
Fret for your latte and
Fret for your hairpiece and
Fret for your lawsuit and
Fret for your prozac and
Fret for your pilot and
Fret for your contract and
Fret for your car.

It's a
Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of
Freaks

Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay.

Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves.
Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still.
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits.

Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will cuz
I sure could use a vacation from this

Silly shit, stupid shit...

One great big festering neon distraction,
I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied.

Learn to swim.

Mom's gonna fix it all soon.
Mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to be.

Learn to swim.

Fuck L Ron Hubbard and
Fuck all his clones.
Fuck all those gun-toting
Hip gangster wannabes.

Learn to swim.

Fuck retro anything.
Fuck your tattoos.
Fuck all you junkies and
Fuck your short memory.

Learn to swim.

Fuck smiley glad-hands
With hidden agendas.
Fuck these dysfunctional,
Insecure actresses.

Learn to swim.

Cuz I'm praying for rain
And I'm praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way.
I wanna watch it all go down.
Mom please flush it all away.
I wanna watch it go right in and down.
I wanna watch it go right in.
Watch you flush it all away.

Time to bring it down again.
Don't just call me pessimist.
Try and read between the lines.

I can't imagine why you wouldn't
Welcome any change, my friend.

I wanna see it all come down.
suck it down.
flush it down.

bove027 · Bericht door **bove027** » zo mei 23, 2004 2:39 am

Hieronimus schreef:Klassiekertje, Heartwork van Carcass:

Works of art, painted black
Magniloquent, bleeding dark
Monotonous palate, murky spectrum, grimly unlimited
Food for thought, so prolific
In contrasting shades, forcely fed
Abstraction, so choking, so provocative

A canvas to paint, to degenerate
Dark reflections - degeneration
A canvas to paint, to denigrate
Dark reflections, of dark foul light

Profound, aesthetic beauty
Or shaded, sensary corruption
Perceptions, shattered, splintered, mirroring
In deft taints, diluted, tinted
Spelt out, in impaired colour
Denigrating, going to paints to pain - not a pretty picture

Works of heart bleeding dark
Black, magniloquent art
Monotonous palate, murky spectrum, grimly unlimited
Prolific food for thought
Contrasting, fed with force
Abstraction, so choking, so provocative

Bleeding works of art
Seething work so dark
Seering words from the heart

Yup, blijft een goede...

Deze spelen we nu. Carcass blijft kloteteksten om te onthouden

XnegativeX · Bericht door **XnegativeX** » zo mei 23, 2004 8:00 pm

Deze tekst van Between the buried and me omschrijft echt perfect de situatie van een Britney Spears of een Christina Aquilera:

Between the buried and me - Camilla Rhodes
This moment is set.
Let’s make magic.
You’re the #1 girl; it’s time to stay at the top.
This is the song of the year.
We just recorded your orgasm.
The music isn’t shit anymore; your sexual vibe carries across the land.
Daydream sex, broken marriage fuck.
You cause this shit.
Everyone has been waiting for this moment; for this song.
This song of the year: “sexy, smooth, yet sophisticated.”
The music isn’t shit. It’s all about IMAGE, IMAGE, IMAGE.
Fuck your song, you’re looking good.
We just recorded your orgasm, and the money is rolling in.
Alone, afraid, smile glued bright.
Feeling so dirty, sexed up by human eyes.
An “artist” washed over, pulled under.
The moment is set, let’s make magic.
You’re the #2 girl; it’s time to kill for the top.
Lets show this song of the year.
We videotaped your orgasm.
The music was never shit, we lied, we lied as you lay…
drained, tired, and robbed of your self-expression…
you’re a toy, a toy for lust and greed.
Insecure depression, the mirrors are laughing at us.
Trying to be sexy queen, trying to be darling.
You’ve pounded in her little head like daddy wants to pound you.
Daydream sex, broken marriage fuck.
You cause this shit.
Makeup, bras, and lingerie no need for this algebra.
Family dinners silent, speaking only to ourselves.
This orgasm on the screen has molded our American dream.

Fusion · Bericht door **Fusion** » zo mei 23, 2004 8:10 pm

Ik zal me maar weerhouden van commentaar waarin ik duidelijk te kennen geef dat Christina Aguillera wel degelijk verschrikkelijk goed kan zingen in tegenstelling tot Britney Spears...

XnegativeX · Bericht door **XnegativeX** » zo mei 23, 2004 8:11 pm

Dat heb je ondertussen al wel 20 keer gezegd maar als je de tekst goed leest zie je ook dat deze tekst daar niet over gaat.

Buzz · Bericht door **Buzz** » ma mei 24, 2004 4:48 pm

tewl is cewl

nightwing · Bericht door **nightwing** » ma mei 24, 2004 4:50 pm

ouwe · Bericht door **ouwe** » ma mei 24, 2004 4:54 pm

bove027 schreef:[..]

Yup, blijft een goede...

Deze spelen we nu. Carcass blijft kloteteksten om te onthouden

Zelfs de titels al...
Gaaf nummer is 'Incarnated solvent abuse' (uit het hoofd, jawel). Afkomstig van de (moeilijk verkrijgbare) 'Tools of the Trade' EP.
Als iemand hem heeft liggen...

Robgoroth · Bericht door **Robgoroth** » ma mei 24, 2004 4:56 pm

Buzz schreef:tewl is cewl

Hoeveel?

FacToR-X · Bericht door **FacToR-X** » ma mei 24, 2004 4:59 pm

tool maybe

Hieronimus · Bericht door **Hieronimus** » ma mei 24, 2004 8:15 pm

Køt, dit is echt zo'n fakking brute tekst van Enslaved

Eerst de Noorse versie, dan de vertaling:
Krigaren Eg Ikkje Kjende

Eg for ut i strid
Då dei framande kom
Eg sloss for min heim og min buskap
Eg kjempa dei ned
Med mitt spjut og min boge
Så dei heime kunne eta og sova

Eg drakk og eg skråla
Eg lo og eg skrøyt
Av mine sigrar, mitt mot og min styrke
Eg fortalde om gullet eg fann
Hjå dei eg slakta ned for fote

Eg vakna brått
Ein kald og mørk morgon
Med buskapen daud og trellane rømde
All mjøden var drukken og venene reist

Då la eg i veg til lovande land
For atter å vende heim med aere
Alle som sto i vegen for meg
Skulle kjenne min styrke og vreide

Ved ein flod sto ein gammal og støl mann
Han vokta ein båt som eg trong
Eg skulle hogge han ned
Men sverdet brast og
Den gamle sto der og flirte

“Fattige tåpe, som aldri har skjøna
At ein krigar skal kjempe mot krigar
Aldri du vinn visst du berre ser fram
Og ikkje inn”
Med eit var den gamle vekk
Og vinden tok med seg båten

Ved bredda sto eg og skua
Men nådde ikkje den andre sida
Då starta kampen mot krigaren
Eg alltid trudde eg kjente

Engelse vertaling:
Warrior Unknown

I went into battle
When the strangers came
I fought for my home and my herd
I struck them down
With my spear and bow
So that those at home could sleep and eat

I drank and yelled
I laughed and bragged
Of my victories, my courage and my strength
I told of the gold I found
At those I had slain before me

Suddenly I awoke
A cold and dark morning
With a dead herd and slaves escaped
All mead and all my friends were gone

That was when I went away to promising land
For once again to return with honour
Everyone that crossed my path
Was to feel my strength and wrath

By a flood stood an old and tired man
He guarded a boat which I needed
I charged to cut him down
But the sword broke
And the old one stood there grinning

"Poor fool, who never had seen
That a warrior shall fight against warrior
You'll never win if you're only looking ahead
And never inwards"
Suddenly the old one was gone
And the wind carried away the boat

By the shore I stood looking
But could not reach the other side
That's when the battle begun
Against the warrior I always thought I knew

Michozz · Bericht door **Michozz** » ma mei 24, 2004 8:30 pm

FEAR FACTORY -- CYBERWASTE (vet nummertje:D)

Nothing you say matters to us!
Fuck you!

Spit your worthless point of view, a cog in the machine
Your damn words are straight up lies, continue to deceive
Nothing you say matters to us!
You are a virus spreading disease!
Your life is so sad, spreading lies of me!

Nothing you say matters to us!
Fuck you!
Sow your seeds of ignorance you cyberparasite
Seems you say moot anything to stab me with your lies
You are a virus spreading disease!
Your life is so sad, spreading lies of me!
(Reap what you sow, your words are shit!)
You are a virus spreading disease!
Your life is so sad, spreading lies of me!

Assume that you know my thoughts
(All I want to do is see)
Infect me with your disease
(Tapping away on the keys)
Change your face in front of me
(Safe behind the cyberscreen)
Wishing that you knew the truth
(All I know is what I read)

Nothing you say matters to us!

Azra'il · Bericht door **Azra'il** » ma mei 24, 2004 8:32 pm

Ktulu schreef:The Old Dead Tree - The Bathroom Monologue

Ohw heerlijk..van het album: The Nameless Disease

defenderofsteel · Bericht door **defenderofsteel** » di mei 25, 2004 1:32 pm

Chainsaw Charlie (Murders In The New Morgue)

O.K. boy now here's your deal
Will you gamble your life?
Sign right here on the dotted line
It's the one you've waited for all of your life

Ah - will it feed my hunger
If I swallow lies right down my throat?
Or will it choke me till I'm raw?
And tomorrow when I'm gone
Will they whore my image on?
I'll will my throne away, to a virgin heir and Charlie's slave

Murders, murders in the new morgue
urders, murders in the new morgue
See old Charlie and the platinum armys

Making me their boy
Murders, murders in the new morgue

Murders, murders in the new morgue
He'll make ya scream for the cash machine
Down in Chainsaw Charlie's morgue

We'll sell your flesh by the pound you'll go
A whore of wrath just like me
We'll sell ya wholesale, we'll sell your soul
Strap on your sixstring and feed our machine

Ah - will it feed my hunger
f I swallow lies right down my throat?
Or will it choke me till I'm raw?
And tomorrow when I'm gone
Will they whore my image on?
I'll will my throne away, to a virgin heir and Charlie's slave

Welcome to the morgue boy
Where the music comes to die
Welcome to the morgue son
I'll cut your throat just to stay alive
Ah, trust me boy
I won't steer you wrong
If you trust me son
You won't last very long

I'm the president of showbiz, my name is Charlie
I'm a cocksucking asshole, that's what they call me
Here from my Hollywood tower I rule
I'm lying motherfucker, tje chainsaw's my tool
The new morgue's our factory, to grease our lies
Our machine is hungry, it needs your life
Don't mind the faggots, and the ruthless scum
Before we're done, son we'll make you one
I'm the tin man, I've never had a heart
I'm the tin man, But I'll make you a star
I'm the tin man, I've never had a heart
I'm the tin man, but I'll make me the star