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hollow_life

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7928

26 Ago, 2004

por hollow_life » Sab Dic 03, 2005 4:29 pm

the_berzerker escribió:Alkaline Trio

Mercy Me


Grandísimo grupo, grandísima canción y buenísimas letras :wink:
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the_berzerker

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15306

5 Nov, 2004

Shadow Moses (Països Catalans)

por the_berzerker » Sab Dic 03, 2005 5:18 pm

Ya te digo :P
KOL xerrant de n'Ibea escribió:Saps que enredes a sopar,només xerres de polles!

Serenade escribió:Te posaré una taronja dins sa boca i te follaré fins que te surti trina
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nxd_007_2_you

Clásico del Rock

2359

10 Dic, 2004

en la casa de Stefani de The Assistant y en la casa de Robin De the real world:San diego

por nxd_007_2_you » Sab Dic 03, 2005 5:36 pm

A.N.I.M.A.L.-Real

Soñar, sentir, crear, soñar la ilusión realidad
Conquistador de amanecer, te vi nacer como una flor
La brisa tenue de tu voz, habló a mi oído sin pudor
Sonrío sin dolor, y no tengo temor
Siento temblar el corazón
La realidad tomó el control
hoy mi alma se elevó
llevándome hasta el sol
Nada es más fiel que esta pasión
que brilla dentro de mi ser por ti
Real, por ti, real.

[/i]
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Opethfan

Clásico del Rock

2263

24 Jul, 2005

Milan

por Opethfan » Sab Dic 03, 2005 6:28 pm

Opeth-The Moor

The sigh of summer upon my return
Fifteen alike since I was here
Bathed in deep fog, blurring my trail
Snuffing the first morning rays

Weary from what might have been ages
Still calm with my mind at peace
Would I prosper or fall, drain the past
The lapse of the moment took it's turn

I was foul and tainted, devoid of faith
Wearing my death-mask at birth
The hands of God, decrepit and thin
Cold caress and then nothing
I was taken away from my plight
A treason bestowed to the crowd
Branded a jonah with fevered blood
Ungodly freak, defiler

Pale touch, writhing in the embers
Damp mud burning in my eyes
All the faces turned away
And all would sneer at my demise

Outcast with dogmas forged below
Seared and beaten, banished from where I was born
No mercy would help me on my way
In the pouring rain nothing is the same

Vows in ashes
I pledge myself to no-one
Seethed and spiteful
All shudder at the call of my name
If you'll bear with me
You'll fear of me

There is no forgiveness in these eyes
For any of you but one
Dispel the mist for now
Melinda is the reason why I've come

She is waterdrops over the pyre
A thistle in my hands
Stained and torn, aged and brown
Virtous shell with kindred innocense

I awoke from the miasma
Passing swiftly through the moor
This is here, waters stir
And in the distance all that was lost
If you'll bear with me
You'll fear of me
You'd never leave me to
A fate with you
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... el castigo de nuestra paz fue sobre él, y por su llaga fuimos nosotros curados ...

http://www.ashlot.it/
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nxd_007_2_you

Clásico del Rock

2359

10 Dic, 2004

en la casa de Stefani de The Assistant y en la casa de Robin De the real world:San diego

por nxd_007_2_you » Dom Dic 04, 2005 3:42 am

una cancion que me lebanta el animo....excelente por cierto
y una bonita cancion donde se puede escuchar el poder de la voz de Gwen Stefani,con ustedes...

No Doubt-The Climb

Step by step I come closer to reaching the top
Every step must be placed do I don't fall off
Looking down to see about how much higher I am
Another cool wind comes through, brushes my skin

The harder I push the tension does grow
I gather my thoughts the further and further I go
With some luck I just might keep on climbing
So better to climb than to face a fall

So high the climb
Can't turn back now
Must keep climbing up to the clouds

Pulling myself up by a rope I better my view
The only thing in sight is what I must do
As I turned I could see myself falling
Which in return gave me stregth for the climb

CHORUS

Although many failed
I must now prevail with no question
Have no time to stop
Onward to the top of the mountain
And I can't turn back now
It's so very high but I can't turn back now
If I keep up, I'm gonna make it
I'm so very close can't you see

CHORUS

I'm getting closer...
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the_berzerker

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15306

5 Nov, 2004

Shadow Moses (Països Catalans)

por the_berzerker » Dom Dic 04, 2005 11:53 am

Cradle Of Filth

Bathory Aria


Snuffed tapers sighed
As Death left impressing
His crest of cold tears on the Countess

Benighted like ill-fated Usher
The House of Bathory shrouded
'Neath griefs dark facade

If only I could have wept
In mourning by Her side
I would have clasped Her so tight
Like storm-beached Aphrodite
Drowned on Kytherean tides

And Kissed Her
For from Her alone
My lips would have known
Enigmas of shadowy vistas

Where pleasures took flesh
And pain, remorseless
Came freezing the breath
Of raucous life hushed unto whispers

Benighted.

Inhaling the pale waning moonlight that crept
Through the crypt of Her Lord who so lucidly slept

Benighted.

Exhaling the wail of black widowhood's toll
Waxing eternal night entered Her soul

Now haranguing grey skies
With revenge upon life
Gnathic and Sapphic
Needs begged gendercide

Delusions of Grandier denounced the revolt
Of descrying cursed glass, disenchanted in vaults
Encircled by glyphs midst Her sin-sistered cult

With hangman's abandon She plied spiritworlds
To Archangels in bondage
From light to night hurled
Cast down to the earth where torment would unfurl.......

But soon,
Her tarot proved
Hybrid rumours spread like tumours
Would accrue
And blight Her stars
However scarred
To better bitter truths
Of cold bloodbaths

As bodies rose
In rigid droves
To haunt Her from their
Shallow burials imposed
When wolves exhumed
Their carthen wombs
Where heavy frosts had laboured long
To bare their wounds

To the depths of Her soul they pursued
Wielding their poison they flew
Like a murder of ravens in fugue

And knowing their raptures
Would shatter Her dreams
She clawed blackened books for damnation's reprieve
Baneful cawed canons on amassed enemies

So Hallow's Eve
As She received
Like Bellona to the ball
Those enemies
Fell-sisters heaved
Her torturies
Cross stained flagstones
To Her carriage reined to flee

But She knew She must brave the night through
Though fear crept a deathshead o'er the moon
Like a murder of ravens in Fugue

For each masked, jewelled gaze held dread purpose
Horror froze painted eyes to cold stares
And even Her dance
In the vast mirrors cast
Looked the ill of Her future
If fate feasted there....

In an age crucified by the nails of faith
When rank scarecrows of christ blighted lands
An aloof Countess born an obsidian wraith
Dared the abyss knowing well She was damned
Her life whispered grief like a funeral march
Twisted and yearning, obsessed an entranced
With those succumbing to cruelty
Crushed 'neath the gait of Her dance
A whirlwind of fire that swept through the briers
Of sweet rose Her thickets of black thorn had grasped....

She demanded the Heavens and forever to glean
The elixir of Youth from the pure
Whilst Her lesbian fantasies
Reamed to extremes
O'er decades unleashed
Came for blood's silken cure

But Her reign ended swiftly
For Dark Gods dreamt too deep
To heed Her pleas

When Her gaolers were assailed
With condemnations from a priest
Who'd stammered rites
In the dead of night
For maidens staining winding sheets

And She postured proud
When Her crimes were trowelled
And jezebelled to peasant lips
Though She smelt the fires
That licked limbs higher
To the tortured cunts of accomplices

So ends this twisted fable's worth
And though spared the pyre's bite
By dint of nobled bloodlined birth
Her sins [crimes] garnered Her no respite

Forever severed from the thrill of coming night
Where slow Death alone could grant Her flight

"The Spirits have all but fled judgement
I rot, alone, insane,
Where the forest whispers puce laments for me
From amidst the pine and wreathed wolfsbane
Beyond these walls, wherein condemned
To the gloom of an austere tomb
I pace with feral madness sent
Through the pale beams of a guiltless moon
Who, bereft of necrologies, thus
Commands creation over the earth
Whilst I resign my lips to death
A slow cold kiss that chides rebirth
Though one last wish is bequathed by fate
My beauty shalt wilt, unseen
Save for twin black eyes that shalt come to take
My soul to peace or Hell for company"

My soul to Hell for company



Para mi su mejor canción de todas.
KOL xerrant de n'Ibea escribió:Saps que enredes a sopar,només xerres de polles!

Serenade escribió:Te posaré una taronja dins sa boca i te follaré fins que te surti trina
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nxd_007_2_you

Clásico del Rock

2359

10 Dic, 2004

en la casa de Stefani de The Assistant y en la casa de Robin De the real world:San diego

por nxd_007_2_you » Dom Dic 04, 2005 11:23 pm

que cancion de cradle of filth
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the_berzerker

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15306

5 Nov, 2004

Shadow Moses (Països Catalans)

por the_berzerker » Dom Dic 04, 2005 11:35 pm

nxd_007_2_you escribió:que cancion de cradle of filth


larga ehhh 8)
KOL xerrant de n'Ibea escribió:Saps que enredes a sopar,només xerres de polles!

Serenade escribió:Te posaré una taronja dins sa boca i te follaré fins que te surti trina
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hollow_life

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7928

26 Ago, 2004

por hollow_life » Dom Dic 04, 2005 11:43 pm

Sólo con mirar las letras de COF me da pereza leerlas, así que escucharlas ya no te digo na 8)
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the_berzerker

Gran Maestro

15306

5 Nov, 2004

Shadow Moses (Països Catalans)

por the_berzerker » Dom Dic 04, 2005 11:49 pm

hollow_life escribió:Sólo con mirar las letras de COF me da pereza leerlas, así que escucharlas ya no te digo na 8)


Jaja que cabron, bueno a lo mejor me pasé un poco al poner la letra de esa cancion, es que dura 11 minutos... me parece epica i brutal... aunque las otras tampoco son tan prolongadas...
KOL xerrant de n'Ibea escribió:Saps que enredes a sopar,només xerres de polles!

Serenade escribió:Te posaré una taronja dins sa boca i te follaré fins que te surti trina
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brius_556

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9242

28 Dic, 2004

en mi pueblo de toda la vida

por brius_556 » Lun Dic 05, 2005 12:01 am

nxd_007_2_you escribió:A.N.I.M.A.L.-Real

Soñar, sentir, crear, soñar la ilusión realidad
Conquistador de amanecer, te vi nacer como una flor
La brisa tenue de tu voz, habló a mi oído sin pudor
Sonrío sin dolor, y no tengo temor
Siento temblar el corazón
La realidad tomó el control
hoy mi alma se elevó
llevándome hasta el sol
Nada es más fiel que esta pasión
que brilla dentro de mi ser por ti
Real, por ti, real.

[/i]


TEMAZO!! :wink:
brius se deshace de muchas joyas nacionales.
mirar en el post de mercadillo.
muy buenos precios.
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NaYaDe

Gran Maestro

7070

9 May, 2004

1'61803398874989

por NaYaDe » Lun Dic 05, 2005 8:00 pm

There are children playing on the manpost
'tending they are kids
They can climb up and fall down hard on their knees
Into this grass built for them

This puzzle made of dreams and nightmares
Full of shops and signs,
All the lies behind the curtains
Every rule in conversation

Sometimes, somehow
Moon finds a cradle in traffic lights
And it works out
It works out

There are lovers kissing on their arms
Pretending they are stars
Well sometimes when I’m tired
I waste my wishes in city lights

Sometimes, somehow
Moon finds a cradle in traffic lights
And it works out
It works out

All the lies behind the curtains
Every rule in conversation
Every lie and every law
Don't convince me as much as when
Somehow sometimes when you miss this city
Smell real life

Sometimes, somehow
Moon finds a cradle in traffic lights
And it works out
It works out

Sometimes, somehow
Moon finds a cradle in traffic lights
And it works out
It works out

Sometimes

Marlango - Autamatic Imperfection

Es tan... yo. :roll:
Escuchenla a las 6 de la mañana, con las farolas, con los pocos coches que transitan, con los trenes de fondo, con el frío... *^_^*
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nxd_007_2_you

Clásico del Rock

2359

10 Dic, 2004

en la casa de Stefani de The Assistant y en la casa de Robin De the real world:San diego

por nxd_007_2_you » Mar Dic 06, 2005 4:31 am

una cancion excelente que me pone pilas...y es realmente genial ademas es directo y eso me hace hacer las cosas mejor.

Korn-Freak On A Leash
Something takes a part of me
Something lost and never seen
Everytime I start to believe
Something's raped and taken from me... from me
Life's gotta always be messing with me. (You wanna feel alive?)
Can't they chill and let me be free? (So do I)
Can't I take away all this pain. (You wanna feel alive?)
I try to every night
All in vain... in vain.

Sometimes I cannot take this place
Sometimes it's my life I can't taste
Sometimes I cannot feel my face
You'll never see me fall from grace
Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
A cheap fuck for me to lay.
Something takes a part of me.
Feeling like a freak on a leash. (You want to feel alive?)
Feeling like I have no release. (So do I...)
How many times have I felt diseased? (You want to feel alive?)
Nothing in my life is free... is free.

Sometimes I cannot take this place.
Sometimes it's my life I can't taste.
Sometimes I cannot feel my face.
You'll never see me fall from grace.
Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
A cheap fuck for me to lay.
Something takes a part of me.

Boom-na-da-mm-nam-da-heema-da (x 12)

GO!

So...fight!
Somethin'-nam-a-heema
Fight! Some things they fight!! (x 4)

Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
A cheap fuck for me to lay.
Something takes a part of me.
Part of me(x3)


en español....

algo toma una parte de mi...
algo perdido y nunca visto
todo el tiempo intento creer
algo esta violando y tomandolo de mi, de mi...
la vida parece siempre ensuciarse con migo(¿quieres sentirte vivo?)
no pueden enfriarlo y dejarme ser libre(como yo lo hago)
no puedo alejar todo este dolor(¿quieres sentire vivo?)
lo intento cada noche
todo en vano... en vano..
a veces no puedo tomar este lugar
a veces es mi vida lo que no puedo saborear...
a veces no puedo sentir mi cara
nunca me veras caer de tolerancia
algo toma una parte de mi
lo que tu y yo significamos
una puta trampa para que aprenda
algo toma una parte de mi
sintiendome como un fenomenso enjaulado(quieres sentirte vivo?)
sintiendome como si no tuviera grandeza(asi lo hago)
cuantas veces me he sentido enfermo?(quieres sentirte vivo?)
nada en mi vida es libre... es libre...
a veces no puedo tomar este lugar
a veces es mi vida lo que no puedo saborear...
a veces no puedo sentir mi cara
nunca me veras caer de tolerancia
algo toma una parte de mi
lo que tu y yo significamos
una puta trampa para que aprenda
algo toma una parte de mi
ve
a veces pelea...
a veces ellos pelean
algo toma una parte de mi
lo que tu y yo significamos
una puta trampa para que aprenda
algo toma una parte de mi X 3
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Pee-Wee

Gran Maestro

23978

11 Sep, 2005

Reus capital

por Pee-Wee » Mar Dic 06, 2005 11:31 am

SKUNK DF - El encanto de la imperfeccion

Quizas soy como tu
todo me afecta demasiado
no aprendo a distinguir
ni a olvidar
Quizas soy como tu
estudio paciente tu mirada
***********
algo de mi

Para entender q las palabras
no pueden volver atras
Quizas soy como tu
pero soy consciente de mi actitud
puedes volver con los demas

Vamos a desgarrar
estos harapos nos confunden
hoy me voy a mostrar
tal como soy
un ser irregular
soy un ser leve e invariable
vamos a cuestionar
lo q para todos es normal

Quiero oirte reventar
escupir la realidad
Ya se, se q soy como tu
y voy a inyectarme sentido comun
nada nos va a limitar ... nadie!!!!

El encanto de la imperfeccion
el encanto de la imperfeccion ... al trasluz

--------------------------------------------
Para todos los q somos imperfectos pero tenemos encanto XDDDD

Hay una frase de la cancion q no me se, es q la he puesto de memoria y en Internet no hay una PUTA pagina con letras de Skunk DF y el CD lo tengo en casa (toy en el curro), asi q el q la sepa q la ponga XDDD
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When I see, you cannot see
When I move, you move with me ...
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the_berzerker

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15306

5 Nov, 2004

Shadow Moses (Països Catalans)

por the_berzerker » Mar Dic 06, 2005 11:33 am

Cannibal Corpse

Shredded Humans


Early hours, open road,
Family of five - on their way home
Having enjoyed a day in the sun,
Their encounter with gore has just begun
A homicidal fool not knowing left from right,
Now has the family in his sight
Trying to perceive if he's blind or insane,
He steers his car into the other lane

Both of them collide, expressions horrified
Head on at full speed, the vultures will soon feed

The father of three was impaled on the wheel,
As his skull became part of the dash
His eyeballs ejected his sight uneffected,
He saw his own organs collapse

His seatbelt was useless for holding him back,
It simply cut him in two
Legs were crushed, out leaked puss
As his spinal cord took off and flew
The mother took a flight through the glass,
And ended up impaled on a sign
Her intestines stretched from the car down the road
For a quarter of mile

Fourth child on the way, won't live another day
Fetus on the road, with mangled little bones
Little children fly, not a chance to wonder why
Smashed against the ceiling, all their skin burning and peeling

Schards of glass explode, chest and skull now implode
Corpses they've become, and graves will have to be dug

Underneath the wheels, burning rubber on your face
Bleeding from your eyes, the slaughtered victim lies
Knowing what he's done, he just backs up one more time
Laughing at the mess, a pile of meat on the street

One child left slowly dying now, arteries gushing blood
Now it's time to feed on flesh, the gore has just begun
Early hours, open road,
Family of five - on their way home
Having enjoyed a day in the sun,
Their encounter with gore has just begun

Early hours, open road,
Family of five - on their way home
Having enjoyed a day in the sun,
Their encounter with gore has just begun
A homicidal fool not knowing left from right,
Now has the family in his sight

The look of death in my eye
Surely no-one survive
Just a pile of mush
Left to dry in the sun

I see my fresh kill
Left in the road
Remains of your body
Mangled and torn

I see my fresh kill
Left in the road
Remains of your body
Mangled and torn

His seatbelt was useless for holding him back,
It simply cut him in two
Legs were crushed, out leaked puss
As his spinal cord took off and flew
The mother took a flight through the glass,
And ended up impaled on a sign
Her intestines stretched from the car down the road
For a quarter of mile

One child left slowly dying now, arteries gushing blood
Now it's time to feed on flesh, the gore has just begun
KOL xerrant de n'Ibea escribió:Saps que enredes a sopar,només xerres de polles!

Serenade escribió:Te posaré una taronja dins sa boca i te follaré fins que te surti trina
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