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Spiritual Cramp ~ Christian Death
Incurable disease on the day of rest Walking on water in a sea of incest I've got an image of Jesus embedded on my chest I can't leave home without my bullet proof vest Killing myself for the perfect honeymoon fighting with scorpions tied around my neck I hear the pitter patter of a killer on the loose children using their fingers instead of words crosses burn your temples on slaughter avenue It takes too much time to say 'I refuse' Time is digging graves for the chosen few Children dig graves for me and you Describe the illness I'll prescribe the cure start your two day life on a two day vacation I've got a spiritual cramp going for my ribs Those gangsters toting guns are shooting spikes through my wrist children using their fingers instead of words Fingers bury children under the boards I can die a thousand times But I will always be here with the power skull secrets of forgotten years the hangman's noose is trenched with bloodstains of tears my hands are the killer that confirms my tears Jesus won't you touch me come into my heart where the Hell are you when the fire starts? On a mission of the father to reduce the gates of hell the ivory bone eyed mother's flesh is starting to swell I'm setting twenty-two tables for the funeral feast Satan is by far the kindest guest
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ROMEO'S DISTRESS ~ Christian Death (Rozz / Rikk)
Burning crosses on a nigger's lawn burning dollars what's a house without a home? dance in your white sheet glory dance in your passion talk about sugar on the six fingered beast conversation about the holes in your hands walk through the garden of men's desires conversation about the kingdom of fire What's that moving in the basement? What's that moving in the attic Who's that walking in the shadow Who's that walking in the streets
(chorus) Kiss on my hand After dark Kiss on my hand After dark Kiss on my hand
Romance in sequence Harmful to the blind Burning hearts through the top of your skull Dance in your white sheet glory Dance in your passion your days are numbered with creations in your pocket Your days are numbered with the love in your eyes Love? Pull down the Sheets Take off your clothes Get out of bed I'm so tired
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This is my most favorite band; even though I still consider myself a Metal Head. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/winkwink.gif" alt="" /> I wish Klaus was still doing stuff.
Atheistic Sermon by Leaether Strip You can't loose your own faith When your heart is closed It's all you have left now You won't be exposed Don't let them fool you They want all you've got Don't show your weakness Or they will start to cut They're right behind you Don't turn your head They will always find you Just stay ahead
Leave me alone my God
Don't trust a word the say They tell you lies anyway They have to spread his word They won't stand back unheard
Your life will be wasted Your brain will be roasted You see nothing You hear nothing It's all about cash flow But nobody will know You see nothing You hear nothing
We can't go on looking at this despair If nobody feels it then nobody cares
Trust in your fate Don't hide your fear Don't believe them When they say the end is near Blame no one but you Hurt nobody else Belief is something you have to Keep within yourself
An eye for an eye A tooth for a tooth No one but you can decide what is true Stay on your feet Fight if you can Religion will cost too much pain It must be banned
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NOTE: I believe in religions, my beliefs are just not the norm. This song is a very powerful song if you ever hear it.
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Strap Me Down ~ Leather Strip
I'm in the darkness Chasing fear But there is only one thing I can't get near It's breathing down My fragile neck I can taste it's salty sweat It's getting closer everytime But I can't look back now It's all in my mind I see a landscape Shaped in lights But it's fading away now It can't be right
Strap me down with disillusion Tie me up in lifelines Nothing stops my thought from breeding Nothing's stopping my mind
All these temptations Testing my trust
Are closing in now To fight my lust These horny voices Boil in my brain They want to show me The force of pain
I can't decide Which way to chose I've got nothing to win But a lot to loose Maybe this life Wasn't meant to waste I'm just moving in circles With nothing to taste
@ Tsel [color:"yellow"]This is my most favorite band; even though I still consider myself a Metal Head. I wish Klaus was still doing stuff. Tsel [/color]
Yes I see. Well eventhough I consider myself a Goth freak, I like this song a lot.
[color:"yellow"] NOTE: I believe in religions, my beliefs are just not the norm. This song is a very powerful song if you ever hear it. Tsel[/color]
I know what you mean...
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I wish the French band "Brotherhood of Pagans" still made music.
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Ah... now you are talking straight to my heart... I just love "Resurrection" from Brotherhood of Pagans! However you can listen to Incubus Sukkubus. If you want to listen to some pagan lyrics that is... contact : dot@broterhoodofpagans.comAdresse : Darkland Of tears Management Brotherhood Of Pagans BP 50211 60202 COMPIEGNE FRANCE
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(NOW, WE SEE) THE SWINE ~ SUSPIRIA
I'm blind, constricted AS I watch them The swine, they are about you Vying for your solitary pearls And flowers Now, we see the swine Upon the altar They are the shakers running shows They are about us I'm blind, constricted As I watch them Pawing at you How quickly they quiver And a-tremble Now, we see the swine Upon the altar They are the shakers running shows They are about us Now, we see the swine Upon the altar They are the shakers running shows Oh, that's just what I'm told It only takes a silken handkerchief Amid the sackcloth Oh, how they pin you to the wall How they breathe their fetid breath Upon you She would turn away her head But there are rough hewn hands That rip her face And words that are the coldest..... Deepest thrill of death When death becomes a bullish creature Down on their haunches Bloody in their meat and merciless Tonight they wish to dine upon That double-backed beast Now, we see the swine Upon the altar They are the shakers running shows They are about us Now, we see the swine Upon the altar They are the shakers running shows Oh, that's just what I'm told Now, we see the swine Upon the altar They are the shakers running shows Oh, that's just what I'm told
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Love Me To The End ~ Deine Lakaien
Waiting for the dawn Waiting for the night Waiting for the dawn Waiting for the night The day's too long The day's too bright The day's too long The day's too bright Love me, love me to the end
this man pursues a dagger in his hands this man pursues a dagger in his hands Yet he will never get into our land Yet he will never get into our land Love me, love me to the end
Fall down by my side down in my arms fall down by my side down in my arms this night forever no morning will come this night forever no morning will come Love me, love me to the end Love me, love me to the end Love me, love me....
Note : This is one of my most beloved songs and I had the pleasure to see it in live show on 7th of May in Elfentanz Festival - Greece
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INSIDE THE DEVIL ~ NOSFERATU
If ya come inside I can't help outside You can't cry but you won't need to Baby has found a way to surround Surround herself in sorrow If ya come inside I can't help outside You should learn And God you'll need to Baby has found the way to survive yeah Baby has found the solace
Get down, down, down inside the Devil Get down, down, down inside the sun
If ya pick up things that don't belong Something you will need to borrow Your baby has found her God above Yeah baby until tomorrow
If ya come inside I won't help outside You can't cry You don't love Baby has found her God above Yeah baby don't need tomorrow
Get down, down, down inside the Devil Get down, down, down inside the sun I guess I know
Come see the fish on the waves Call it fun I don't know If your wish or desire should take hold and bury you Under the earth Under the earth Under the earth
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Yes, on Brotherhood of Pagans I got Andy Van Scoyoc at the Vampires Lair to play them on his internet radio. Andy contacted them and they gave him a free demo.
Ah, Nosferatu <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
One of my favorites by them is:
Close by Nosferatu
Josephine, your eyes ring black, But Josephine, your thoughts are pure, And Josephine drowns you. And Josephine loves you.
You turn back blackened stone and cold, Meet before the man you man you know, Treasure in you, There's treasure in you, Heaven in you, Lost surrounds.
And once before the black winds came, Took your love on bended knee And close, close, close.
Took a hand out, to a point, Last is best of no returns. No relief, no belief, No exchange delays or dispossession.
And once before the black winds came, Took your love on bended knee And close, close, close. And time again the black winds take you, Shake your love and try to make you, Close, close, close. And time again the black winds shake you, Break your love andf try to make you close, close, close.
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Although it's not a song i felt this was the proper place to post this..... <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> Luc would agree, i hope... sorry it's long ....but it's not boring.
A time comes in your life when you finally get it -- when, in the midst of all your fears and insanity, you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out "ENOUGH!"
Enough fighting and crying or struggling to hold on. And, like a child quieting down after a blind tantrum, your sobs begin to subside, you shudder once or twice, you blink back your tears and begin to look at the world through new eyes. This is your awakening.
You realize it's time to stop hoping and waiting for something to change or for happiness, safety, and security to come galloping over the next horizon.
You come to terms with the fact that you are neither Prince Charming nor Cinderella. And that, in the real world, there aren't always fairy-tale endings (or beginnings, for that matter). And that any guarantee of "happily ever after" must begin with you -- and in the process, a sense of serenity is born of acceptance.
You awaken to the fact that you are not perfect and that not everyone will always love, appreciate, or approve of who or what you are...and that's OK. They are entitled to their own views and opinions.
And you learn the importance of loving and championing yourself -- and in the process, a sense of new-found confidence is born of self-approval. You stop complaining and blaming other people for the things they did to you (or didn't do for you) and you learn that the only thing you can really count on is the unexpected.
You learn that people don't always say what they mean or mean what they say, and that not everyone will always be there for you, and that it's not always about you. So you learn to stand on your own and to take care of yourself -- and in the process, a sense of safety and security is born of self-reliance.
You stop judging and pointing fingers and you begin to accept people as they are and overlook their shortcomings and human frailties -- and in the process, a sense of peace and contentment is born of forgiveness.
You realize that much of the way you view yourself and the world around you is as a result of all the messages and opinions that have been ingrained into your psyche. And you begin to sift through all the junk you've been fed about how you should behave, how you should look, how much you should weigh, what you should wear, what you should do for a living, how much money you should make, what you should drive, how and where you should live, who you should marry, the importance of having and raising children, and what you owe your parents, family, and friends.
You learn to open up to new worlds and different points of view. And you begin reassessing and redefining who you are and what you really stand for. You learn the difference between wanting and needing and you begin to discard the doctrines and values you've outgrown, or should never have bought into to begin with -- .and in the process, you learn to go with your instincts.
You learn that it is truly in giving that we receive. And that there is power and glory in creating and contributing and you stop maneuvering through life merely as a "consumer" looking for your next fix.
You learn that principles such as honesty and integrity are not the outdated ideals of a bygone era but the mortar that holds together the foundation upon which you must build a life.
You learn that you don't know everything, it's not your job to save the world and that you can't teach a pig to sing.
You learn to distinguish between guilt and responsibility and the importance of setting boundaries and learning to say NO.
You learn that the only cross to bear is the one you choose to carry and that martyrs get burned at the stake.
Then you learn about love. How to love, how much to give in love, when to stop giving and when to walk away.
You learn to look at relationships as they really are and not as you would have them be. You stop trying to control people, situations, and outcomes. And you learn that alone does not mean lonely.
You also stop working so hard at putting your feelings aside, smoothing things over and ignoring your needs.
You learn that feelings of entitlement are perfectly OK, and that it is your right to want things and to ask for the things you want -- and that sometimes it is necessary to make demands.
You come to the realization that you deserve to be treated with love, kindness, sensitivity, and respect -- and you won't settle for less.
And you learn that your body really is your temple. And you begin to care for it and treat it with respect. You begin to eat a balanced diet, drink more water, and take more time to exercise.
You learn that being tired fuels doubt, fear, and uncertainty and so you take more time to rest. And, just as food fuels the body, laughter fuels our soul. So you take more time to laugh and to play.
You learn that, for the most part, you get in life what you believe you deserve -- and that much of life truly is a self-fulfilling prophecy.
You learn that anything worth achieving is worth working for and that wishing for something to happen is different from working toward making it happen.
More importantly, you learn that in order to achieve success you need direction, discipline, and perseverance.
You also learn that no one can do it all alone -- and that it's OK to risk asking for help. You learn the only thing you must truly fear is the greatest robber baron of all: FEAR itself.
You learn to step right into and through your fears because you know that whatever happens you can handle it and to give in to fear is to give away the right to live life on your own terms. And you learn to fight for your life and not to squander it living under a cloud of impending doom.
You learn that life isn't always fair, you don't always get what you think you deserve, and that bad things sometimes happen to unsuspecting, good people. On these occasions you learn to not personalize things. You learn that God isn't punishing you or failing to answer your prayers. It's just life happening. And you learn to deal with evil in its most primal state -- the ego.
You learn that negative feelings such as anger, envy, and resentment must be understood and redirected or they will suffocate the life out of you and poison the universe that surrounds you.
You learn to admit when you are wrong and to build bridges instead of walls.
You learn to be thankful and to take comfort in many of the simple things we take for granted, things that millions of people upon the earth can only dream about: a full refrigerator, clean running water, a soft warm bed, a long hot shower.
Slowly, you begin to take responsibility for yourself by yourself and you make yourself a promise to never betray yourself and to never, ever settle for less than your heart's desire.
And you hang a wind chime outside your window so you can listen to the wind. And you make it a point to keep smiling, to keep trusting, and to stay open to every wonderful possibility.
Finally, with courage in your heart and God by your side, you take a stand, you take a deep breath, and you begin to design as best you can the life you want to live. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/kissyou.gif" alt="" />
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Jurak >
Very eloquent. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/up.gif" alt="" /> I hope you find or have found that which you seek. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
Freemasons of Enochian Magick by Penal Colony
In the year of the Primal Cause, From the dawn of Terrestrial Birth, Man marched with the Mammuthon horde, And Man was the lord of the Earth! He made him a hollow skin from the heart of an holy tree, Bury me in a nameless grave. I came from God the world to save. I brought them wisdom from above, worship, liberty and love.
Kings and Queens on vasiline Kill the jar that christened me Lost in though? Open up the straightcoat! Edward Kelly's in the corner on nodoz Nights and days fall one by one Inch by inch you're a hit and run As the truck careens Sight unseen Angels coming at a quarter to three So don't go, no Hey don't go, no
We are the sons The 23 sons The freemasons of enochian magick We are the sons The bast*rd sons The freemasons of enochian magick
(now what do you think about that?)
Cleaned and pressed and in duress Don't know if we can finish the rest Place the sign in a vat of cat juice Jason on the trap, here comes the duece duece: Spoke to angelsthrough a clean big rock Talked in tongues - do you give a toss? I wrote a book That Jesus took Built a pyramid and took the rook Checkmate, y'all
We are the sons The 23 sons The freemasons of enochian magick We are the sons The bast*rd sons The freemasons of enochian magick
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Wild world by Mr.Big
La...la...la...la...la Now that I've lost everything to you You say you want to start something new And it's breaking my heart you're leaving Baby I'm grieving
And if you wanna leave take good care Hope you have a lot of nice things to wear A lot of nice things turn bad out there Oh baby, baby, it's a wild world It's hard to get by just upon a smile (yeah...) oh baby, it's a wild world
I'll always remember you like a child girl You know I've seen a lot of What the world can do And it's breaking my heart in two Coz I never want to see you sad girl Don't be a bad girl But if you wanna leave take good care Hope you make a lot of nice freinds out there Just remember there's A lot of bad and beware La...la...la...la...la...baby I love you.
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@ Jurak that was a wonderful piece. Thank you for putting it in here.
Friends and Executioners ~ Rosetta Stone
dear friend and executioner i fear you're too late note the damage i've already made painfully recalling all the words you never said can't take that feeling much more unless i'm coming up on chemicals and walking on shock corridor no show no mercy no more is there anything worth dying for you need to learn to forget by remembering a little more so typically destructive and yes your judgment is unqualified i really wish that i could believe you but the truth is never easy to find and even harder to hide
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Wild world is a Cat Stevens song. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/alien.gif" alt="" /> He wrote music and lyrics. Barta
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Flowers Lyrics of the song by Rozz Williams.
�This is my favourite sad story, Forget me not or I'll forget myself I've got quite a few things that I'm afraid of sometimes I just can't face myself This is my favorite sad story, Forget me not or I'll forget myself. I guess I'll tuck myself away tonight, you know it's been one of those days.
Every pretty flower, every lovely flower, every deadly flower hides its light inside of shame.
I do not know why you don't know, I cannot reap what you have sown Beneath this blanket of loose soil, wrapped around my mortal coil.
Well a stem is not a rose, but that's how my garden grows. I can't see the forest for the trees, the stinking poison for disease Now it's all shot to hell and back again. I seek redemption for the same old sins and I fall on my knees, And I pray that all the poppies they they will just fade away. But fields of poppies they remain. That's how they found me last time, dead
This is my favorite sad story, forget me not or I'll forget myself. I've got quite a few things that I'm afraid of, sometimes I just won't face myself. This is my favorite sad story, forget me not or I'll forget myself I guess I'll just tuck myself away tonight you know its been one of those days.
Every pretty flower, every lovely flower, every deadly flower, hides its light inside of shame.
I do not know why you don't know, I cannot reap what you have sown, Beneath this blanket of loose soil, wrapped around my mortal coil.
Irises lay in spring mud, where lovers drown each other's sorrows, Where lovers dream about tomorrows. As for me I drown another kind as sadness runs course through my veins. Posie wreaths they crown me. My heart, My heart I should just fade away, fade away Like a flower...�
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Wild world is a Cat Stevens song. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/alien.gif" alt="" /> He wrote music and lyrics. Barta Dammit! Here3 I have a great opportunity to critisize something, and Barta beats me to it <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/memad.gif" alt="" />! It's from the exelent Tea for the Tinnerman (sp? Right word at all?), which allso contains the very famous Father and Son <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />. And my mother has it on LP <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />. (And my brother on CD, but that isn't as cool as haveing it on LP...) �bereil
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Dammit! Here3 I have a great opportunity to critisize something, and Barta beats me to it <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/memad.gif" alt="" />!
It's from the exelent Tea for the Tinnerman (sp? Right word at all?), which allso contains the very famous Father and Son <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />. And my mother has it on LP <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />. (And my brother on CD, but that isn't as cool as haveing it on LP...)
�bereil Barta is the best. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/XmasJump.gif" alt="" /> "Tea for the Tillerman" and it also contains the excellent "Sad Lisa". Do you have the LP "Catch bull at four" ? Great LP too. Barta
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If I never see you again --- Wet Wet Wet
The morning light comes stealing To start a new day Out there the world is waiting To take us far away And it's time to make The final break But the memory will linger forever
If I never see you again And think of me now and then Though it hurts so sweetly They say all good things come to an end You've changed my life completely I'm touched by your love Even if I never see you again
The night is so unforgiving, yeah And I'm on my own I realise what I'm missing And now that you've gone So I say a prayer
Are you out there Are you feeling what I'm feeling now, yeah
If I never see you again And think of me now and then Though it hurts so deeply They say all good things come to an end You've changed my life completely I'm touched by your love Even if I never see you If I never see you again
And if I never see you again
No one can tell you how the story ends Where the road will lead When love begins, yeah
You've changed my life completely I'm touched by your love Even if I never see you If I never see you Even if I never see you again And If I never see you Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Genieße Dein Leben ständig, denn Du bist länger tot als lebendig.
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Dammit! Here3 I have a great opportunity to critisize something, and Barta beats me to it <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/memad.gif" alt="" />!
It's from the exelent Tea for the Tinnerman (sp? Right word at all?), which allso contains the very famous Father and Son <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />. And my mother has it on LP <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />. (And my brother on CD, but that isn't as cool as haveing it on LP...)
�bereil Barta is the best. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/XmasJump.gif" alt="" /> "Tea for the Tillerman" and it also contains the excellent "Sad Lisa". Do you have the LP "Catch bull at four" ? Great LP too. Barta Sad Lisa is allso a great song, yes. But then again, they're all good <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />. Don't think we have Catch the Bull though (maybe my brother has it, I don't know). �bereil
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