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Sumerland (What Dreams May Come)- Fields Of The Nephilim
your tempting me to all of life and all its pleasure take me to the dream to the highs and the depths of my soul here we free thoughts inside giving up for giving time but a world without end where no soul can descend there will be no sumertime how lost lifes been afraid of waking up so afraid to take the dream shapes of angels the night casts lie dead but dreaming in my past and they're here they want to meet you they want to play with you so take the dream can't break free and I hear them call they want to plague you they're here once more they want to lay with you they want to take you to the shame of your past take the dream take me lead me far away take me there I'll fade away but I can't hide and I cannot die I take the dream we're but fools of our fate on this earth I shall wait by the roots of my soul I am loosing control take the dream the sleepers in you shapes of angels so deep within you feel your soul drowning unloosen your soul drowning in waters of reality tell me what is reality tell me tell me thought of god do dreams fall from god tell me what dreams may come break free thoughts all gone we've all come down take me there you're my ticket out a here all come down take me out a here take me there
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Bloodsucker-Paralysed Age
Lol, I thought this was a weird song about Vampyires, until I looked at the title. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/ouch.gif" alt="" />
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But it is Lews. It is... That´s why I like it <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
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Oti thes esy - Ta Xilina Spathia Na na na na na na... Mporei na min se ksanado, to ksereis; Aurio den tha eimai edo, to ksereis; Lo lo lo lo lo lo... Min mou peis pos m'agapas oute ego den tha sou po tipota-tipota an thes mporo na xorebo os to proi ena tragoudi pou na leei: oti thes ESY Na na na na na na na... To ksero pos den m'agapas, to ksereis; Ksexnao oti kai si ksexnas, to ksereis; Lo lo lo lo lo lo... den mas menei pia kairos pes mou oti exeis na mou peis simera-simera an thes mporo na sou steilo ena proi ena gramma pou na leei oti thes esy Xilina Spathia
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Atlantis - Ta Xilina Spathia Sto nisi tiw galazies nixtes mes' ta BAR agalia ksotika katharmata mou' hes pei pos tha ertheis kai irthes Atlantis sto vitho fotismena armata Mpros sta matia mou pernane fosforizoune kai pane Sto nisi tiw galazies nixtes mes' ta BAR ta paidia se koitan anipopta me rotan apo pou na irthes den tha po pote se kanena TIPOTA Mpros sta matia mou pernane fosforizoune kai pane Stis vitrines poy mou fernoun zali stis othones pou xtipan ta kompiouter grammata kathreftizesai mprosta mou pali Atlantis sto bitho fotismena armata. http://www.infowonders.gr/xilinaspathia/main.htm Xilina
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Stand Alone ~ Funhouse
it's dark outside, cold tears are falling My head is on fire again Hopelesly seeking a way out here I wanted to leave it all behind Close the wall and paint it black Here I'm lost in a wasteland Seven more nights to go
I can't blame you, I won't blame you Tomorrow will find the answer Will I stand alone Will you catch my fall
It's still dark and cold, the tears keep falling We're doing 95 feels like 21 I thought this trip would set me free Far from you and everythng Here I'm lost in a wasteland Six more nights to go
I can't blame you, I won't blame you Tomorrow will find the answer Will I stand alone Will you catch my fall
Can't blame you... Will I stand alone
Can't blame you... Will I stand alone
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Sail away to Avalon - Ayreon
Noble men in shining armour Knights of the table-round Go out and ride like thunder Cross the sky at the speed of
Sound the horn, 'n blow the trumpets Upon the castle wall Now the quest has started Listen to the prophet's call
Sail away Sail away to Avalon The journey has begun Sail away through the night Sail away, never die The gods are at your side Sail away through the night
Ride on the road to glory Find the Holy Grail And learn the ancient story 'S more than just a fairy-
Tale about the key to life And all its mysteries You'll find the grail within you Slay the dragon in your dreams!
Shikin Haramitsu Daikomyo "Everything I encounter serves as the perfection of wisdom that leads to enlightenment."
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Sex Pistols Never Mind the Bollocks Here's the Sex... (1977) God Save The Queen
God save the Queen the fascist regime, they made you a moron a potential H-bomb.
God save the Queen she ain't no human being. There is no future in England's dreaming
Don't be told what you want Don't be told what you need. There's no future there's no future there's no future for you
God save the Queen we mean it man we love our queen God saves
God save the Queen 'cos tourists are money and our figurehead is not what she seems
Oh God save history God save your mad parade Oh Lord God have mercy all crimes are paid.
When there's no future how can there be sin we're the flowers in the dustbin we're the poison in your human machine we're the future you're future
God save the Queen we mean it man we love our queen God saves
God save the Queen we mean it man there is no future in England's dreaming
No future no future for you no fufure for me
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Ah Lews this is one of my most fav! Thnx for posting it <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
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THE STREETS LYRICS
Fit But You Know It
See I reckon you're about an 8 or a 9, Maybe even 9 and a half in four beers time. That blue top shop top you've got on IS nice, Bit too much fake tan though - but yeah you score high.
But theres just one little thing that really really, Really really annoying me about you you see, Yeah yeah like i said you are really fit But my gosh don't you just know it
I'm not trying to pull you Even though i would like to I think you are really fit You're fit But my gosh dont you know it
So when i looked at you standing there with your hoard, I was waiting in the que looking at the board Wondering whether to have a Burger or chips Or what the shrapnel in my back pocket could afford When i noticed out the corner of my eye Looking toward my direction Your eyes locked onto my course I couldnt concentrate on what i wanted to order, Which cost me my place in the queue i waited for YEAH
I'm not trying to pull you Even though i would like to I think you are really fit You're fit But my gosh dont you know it
Whoa! Leave it out Are you smoking something? Leave it Out Mike just leave it just leave it We cannot have that behaviour in this establishment S'not worth it mike, just leave it Dont Touch Me, S'not Worth It Dont Touch Me, D, Look Im Alright Dont Touch me
For a while there i was thinkin - yeah but what if? Picturin' myself pullin with bare white hot wit Snarin you as you were standing there opposite Whether or not you knew it i swear you didnt tick And when that bloke in the white behind us lot queuing Was clockin onto you too yeah i had to admit That yeah yeah you are fit, And yeah i do want it, But i stop sharkin' for a minute to get chips and drinks
I'm not trying to pull you Even though i would like to I think you are really fit You're fit But my gosh dont you know it
Oy, just as you started to make your big advance With the milkshake and that little doughnut in hand I was like nah, even though you look grand But you look sharp there smilin hard suggesting and Gleaming away with your hearty hearty lookin tan But i admit the next bit was spanner to my plan You walked towards my path but just brushed right past And into the arms of that white shirted man
I'm not trying to pull you Even though i would like to I think you are really fit You're fit But my gosh dont you know it
Oh what do i give .. i've got a girlfirend anyway (whoa, we've all had a drink mate) We're all a bit drunk, yeah we've had a few fair play I got this stella i bombed from that last cafe This nights not even begun, yes yes oh yay
I did fancy you a bit though yeah i must say I would rather i hadnt mugged myself on display But this is just another case of female stopping play On otherwise a total result of a holiday
I'm not trying to pull you Even though i would like to I think you are really fit You're fit But my gosh dont you know it <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/stupid.gif" alt="" />
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The Black Adder (or Blackadder Series I):
The sound of hoofbeats cross the glade, Good folk, lock up your son and daughter, Beware the deadly flashing blade, Unless, you want to end up shorter,
Black Adder! Black Adder! He rides a pitch-black steed, Black Adder! Black Adder! He's very bad indeed,
Black, his gloves of finest mole, Black, his codpiece made of metal, His horse is blacker than his vole, His pot is blacker than his kettle,
Black Adder! Black Adder! With many a cunning plan, Black Adder! Black Adder! You horrid little man!
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misfits - skulls
The corpses all hang headless and limp Bodies with no surprises And the blood drains down like devil’s rain We’ll bathe tonight
I want your skulls I need your skulls I want your skulls I need your skulls
Demon I am and face I peel To see your skin turned inside out, ’cause Gotta have you on my wall Gotta have you on my wall, ’cause
I want your skulls I need your skulls I want your skulls I need your skulls
Go
Collect the heads of little girls and Put ’em on my wall Hack the heads off little girls and Put ’em on my wall
Oh oh
I want your skulls I need your skulls I want your skulls I need your skulls
I want your skulls I need your skulls I want your skulls I need your skulls
Whoa
misfits - last caress
I got something to say I killed your baby today And it doesn’t matter much to me As long as it’s dead
Well I got something to say I raped your mother today And it doesn’t matter much to me As long as she spread
Sweet lovely death I am waiting for your breath Come sweet death, one last caress
Go
Sweet lovely death I am waiting for your breath Come sweet death, one last caress
Well, I got something to say I killed your baby today And it doesn’t matter much to me As long as it’s dead
Sweet lovely death I am waiting for your breath Come sweet death One last caress
One last caress, sweet death One last caress, sweet death
Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh
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Find you're gone ~ Wolfsheim
when I wake up I find you're gone there should be grief but I feel none trying to leave the night behind I hardly get my thoughts in line but there is one thing I could say it seems I'm glad... I find you're gone
I find you're gone... I find you're gone... you know it's wrong... you know the way... but do you really want to stay? a sudden thought... a thing to mind... it would be only wasting time... no matter how hard you will try... it's just a feeling passing by
I won´t say that it´s true that I´m here to stick with you you know, for me it's just a game and that you're not the one to blame
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Cuts You Up~ Peter Murphy I find you in the morning... after dreams of distant signs You pour yourself over me like the sun through the blinds You lift me up and get me out Keep me walking but never shout "Hold the secret close", I hear you say
You know the way it throws about. It takes you in and spits you out It spits you out when you desire Toconquer it, to feel you're higher To follow it you must be clean, With mistakes that you do mean Move the heart, switch the pace Look for what seems out of place
Yeah on and on it goes, calling like a distant wind Through the zero hour we'll walk... cut the thick and break the thin No sound to break, no moment clear When all the doubts are crystal clear Crashing hard into the secret wind
You know the way it twists and turns Changing colour, spinning yarns You know the way it leaves you dry It cuts you up, it takes you high You know the way it's painted gold Is it honey? Is it gold?
You know the way it throws about. It takes you in and spits you out It spits you out when you desire To conquer it, to feel you're higher To follow it you must be clean, With mistakes that you do mean Move the heart, switch the pace Look for what seems out of place And now I find the special kind You, yourself, like sun through blinds You lift me up and get me out Keep me walking but never shout It's okay... it goes this way The line is thin, it twists away Cuts you up, It throws about Keep me walking, but never shout
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Snake Dance ~ The March Violets
TAKE MY HAND SAID CLEOPATRA TAKE ME TO THE FIRES TO BURN SAVE YOUR PASSION AND YOUR KINSHIP TAKE ME TO THE FLAMES THE FLAMES THE FLAMES THE FLAMES
PAY MY PRICE IN PEARLS OF WISDOM TELL ME STORIES OF MY FAME SCENTED OIL ON TROUBLED WATER TAKE MY LOVE IN VAIN
BREAK THE HEART BREAK THE HEART BREAK THE HEART OF MY VERY SOUL CAST IT ON THE DESERT SAND THIS DANCE CATCHES FIRE WITH ME
TAKE MY BODY CLEAN OF BLAME I AM THE HEAT INSIDE THE FLAME TAKE MY BODY CLEAN OF SHAME I AM THE HEAT INSIDE THE FLAME I AM THE HEAT I AM THE HEAT
PLAY MY SONG THE SERPENT WHISPERED GOLDEN SKIN AND EYES OF FLAME PAINTED HEART AND PAINTED NAILS SHE RAN HER FINGERS DOWN THE SCALES
JUST BACK FROM THE SNAKE DANCE BABY I LOVE YOU WHEN YOU SHED YOUR SKIN JUST BACK FROM THE SNAKE DANCE BABY OPEN THE DOOR LETS GO IN
JUST BACK FROM THE SNAKE DANCE BABY I LOVE YOU WHEN YOU BURN ME UP JUST BACK FROM THE SNAKE DANCE BABY THIS DANCE CATCHES FIRE WITH ME
SNAKE DANCE
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Der Sack ~ Mephisto Waltz
Und sie konnen uts ebraschen Fur hande aus zureichen Es ist weider zeit Fur'n knuppel aus der sack Es ist weider zeit Fur'n hammer zwischen zahnen
Sie verkaufen ihre kinder ??? Es ist weider zeit Fur'n knuppel aus der sack Es ist weider zeit Fur'n hammer zwischen zahnen
Scherben auf den strassen Flammen in der gassen Es ist weider zeit Fur'n knuppel aus der sack Es ist weider zeit Fur'n hammer zwischen zahnen
Burning houses Burning dreams Brennende hauser Brennende traume Es ist weider zeit Es ist weider zeit Es ist weider zeit
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Facade ~ Mephisto Waltz Like broken dreams of rich men who really don't have much A pocketbook of promises, their dreams are made of such But silent desperation sold, they shop for what they want They say stop it are you using me come talk to me in grunts
Because of mass frustrations, emotions hid in chains How no forever can be measured eventually it just has to fade Yet as a hunger beckons me in fear I heed the call A desire comes to me, arresting touch as I recoil
The passion draws me from my sleep I awaken from the darkest dreams The secret eyes did laugh at me and nothings ever as it seems The whispered promise I'll never hear We're just passing with the night These empty hands with touch unfelt are driving me from your saving light
The devils dancing in my veins there's a hatred in my mind I'm disillusioned from my trust this moment's lost all out of time The promise in my isolation I'm lost with you inside A part of me is still unused this mask for me to hide behind
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Sry for dutch hope some one will translate
Gentse Feesten (Kamagurka / Vermeersch)
Een dronkaard op een ladder, zo zat als een kanon. Een dode cliniclown in een scheve lavabo. Een boer uit Kina Fasso en een vrouw met een beest. En Bob Dylan, nee, Bob Dylan, Die is weer niet geweest.
’t Is Gentse Feesten, ’t Is Gentse Feesten. We drinken niet, we zuipen. We lopen niet, we kruipen. ’t Is Gentse Feesten, ’t Is Gentse Feesten. Voor de minsten en de meesten. Voor de mensen en de beesten. Voor de schoenen en de leesten. La La La La Laaaaa
Mijn pijpen zijn gekrompen van te zeiken in mijn broek. 'k Sta te spuwen op de hoek in de baxter van Jan Hoet. Hij steekt hem in zijn zak en hangt hem op in ’t Smak. 'k Had diene spa, 'k had diene spa 'k Had diene spa niet mogen drinken.
’t Is Gentse Feesten, ’t Is Gentse Feesten. We drinken niet, we zuipen. We lopen niet, we kruipen. ’t Is Gentse Feesten, ’t Is Gentse Feesten. Voor de minsten en de meesten. Voor de mensen en de beesten. Voor de schoenen en de leesten.
Mijn schoen zijn te klein, want mijn voeten zijn te groot. Op klaarlichten dag val ik om in de goot. Als ik wakker schiet, ben ik bijna dood. 'k Heb jeuk aan mijn fluit, maar dat maakt niet uit.
’t Is Gentse Feesten, ’t Is Gentse Feesten.
'k Zou mijnen hond moeten begraven, Maar hij loopt nog op de Vlasmarkt rond. 'k Zou een hoed moeten dragen, Maar mijn hoofd staat er niet op. Mijne naam ben ik vergeten, Mijn porteuille is opgegeten. 'k Ben veel te lang, 'k ben veel te lang 'k Ben veel te lang, 'k ben veel te lang 'k Ben veel te lang, 'k ben veel te lang 'k Ben veel te lang, 'k ben veel te lang 'k Ben veel te lang, 'k ben veel te lang Blijven plakken in de baard van De Buck.
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'k Ben veel te lang, 'k ben veel te lang Blijven plakken in de baard van De Buck.
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@ faile -> i've listened to the lemonheads version of misfits' skulls.
anybody heard of lemonheads's version of whitney houston's how will i know?
hilarious!
![[Linked Image from i3.photobucket.com]](https://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y72/tingtongtiaw/jang_sig.png) ......a gift from LaFille......
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