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ΜΙΖΕΡΟ ΦΩΣ
ΔΙΑΦΑΝΑ ΚΡΙΝΑ Μίζερο φως, στο δωμάτιο, πνιγμένες φωνές απ' το διάδρομο ένα άθλιο στρώμα, γεμάτο με αίμα ένα άψυχο σώμα με ένα μαχαίρι στο δέρμα σκαλίζει μια φράση πάνω στο δέρμα μόνο με αίμα δεν είναι η αγάπη τίποτε άλλο παρά ένα ψέμα Βήματα αργά σέρνει το κορμί του, μπρος στον καθρέφτη γέρνει τη μορφή του τα μάτια αδειανά, γεμάτα με αίμα, Ένα άψυχο σώμα, μ' ένα μαχαίρι στο δέρμα Σκαλίζει μια φράση πάνω στο δέρμα μόνο με αίμα Δεν είναι η αγάπη τίποτε άλλο παρά ένα ψέμα Σφίγγει γερά, το μαχαίρι του Το φέρνει αργά πάνω στο στήθος του Τα μάτια κενά, ένα άθλιο τέρμα Ένας τρελός, ένας τρελός μ' ένα μαχαίρι στο δέρμα Σκαλίζει μια φράση πάνω στο δέρμα μόνο με αίμα Δεν είναι η αγάπη τίποτε άλλο παρά ένα ψέμα
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EIDOLON - The Parallel Otherworld
Force of mind
Evil, Divine Force of mind Evil, Divine Power force of mind Rising stronger, so divine To embrace the gate And Be all your fate Enter your fate Enter your grace So many years since I had my visions Now they’re out of my control So many years, broke my understanding deep And embraced the essence of true life Closer, closer, give it all back to me Silence tell me and all the stories that I have My past life fears had vanished Lights appeared once again concentrated eyes Eyes of time Slowly reappearing Force of mind Evil Divine Power force of mine Only way to be set free To embrace the grace The right path had led me astray Direct into the circle of life Blackening shadows arise All around my childhood memories I gazed at the the sky To see what was there for me So we danced upon the starlit sky And the stars fell from the sky The force of mind Evil Divine A power force of the mind I search the way For Myself Into the light I ride, escape Orgy of silence Conspiracy of peace Only the sound Of the cold northern breeze Looking upon my past life Evil behind Termination of this I have Facing all of the ghosts from From my past Suddenly I awake from the dead Strong winds calling Evil warning Past life memories Return to innocence Sinless
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...Εσύ βουβή στην έρημο την φήμη σου θα σέρνεις επάνω σε αθώες ψυχές , σε μάτια που δεν ξέρεις , θα απανθρακώνεις τις καρδιές σαν μάγισσα του χθες , κελύφη άδεια πίσω σου με πόνο θα μαζεύεις. |
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HIM - Wings Of A Butterfly
Heaven ablaze in our eyes
We're standing still in time The blood on our hands is the wine We offer as sacrifice Come on, and show them your love Rip out the wings of a butterfly For your soul, my love Rip out the wings of a butterfly For your soul This endless mercy mile We're crawling side by side With hell freezing over in our eyes Gods kneel before our crime Come on lets show, them your love Rip out the wings of a butterfly For your soul, my love Rip out the wings of a butterfly For your soul (Rip out the wings of a butterfly) Don't let go (Rip out the wings of a butterfly) For your soul
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...Εσύ βουβή στην έρημο την φήμη σου θα σέρνεις επάνω σε αθώες ψυχές , σε μάτια που δεν ξέρεις , θα απανθρακώνεις τις καρδιές σαν μάγισσα του χθες , κελύφη άδεια πίσω σου με πόνο θα μαζεύεις. |
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American Prayer
Do you know the warm progress under the stars?
Do you know we exist? Have you forgotten the keys to the Kingdom? Have you been borne yet & are you alive? Let's reinvent the gods, all the myths of the ages Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests [Have you forgotten the lessons of the ancient war] We need great golden copulations The fathers are cackling in trees of the forest Our mother is dead in the sea Do you know we are being led to slaughters by placid admirals & that fat slow generals are getting obscene on young blood Do you know we are ruled by T.V. The moon is a dry blood beast Guerilla bands are rolling numbers in the next block of green vine amassing for warfare on innocent herdsmen who are just dying O great creator of being grant us one more hour to perform our art & perfect our lives The moths & atheists are doubly divine & dying We live, we die & death not ends it Journey we more into the Nightmare Cling to life our passion'd flower Cling to cunts & cocks of despair We got our final vision by clap Columbus' groin got filled w/ green death (I touched her thigh & death smiled) We have assembled inside this ancient & insane theatre To propagate our lust for life & flee the swarming wisdom of the streets The barns are stormed The windows kept & only one of all the rest To dance & save us W/ the divine mockery of words Music inflames temperament (When the true King's murderers are allowed to roam free a 1000 magicians arise in the land) Where are the feasts we were promised Where is the wine The New Wine (dying on the vine) resident mockery give us an hour for magic We of the purple glove We of the starling flight & velvet hour We of arabic pleasure's breed We of sundome & the night Give us a creed To believe A night of Lust Give us trust in The Night Give of color hundred hues a rich Mandala for me & you & for your silky pillowed house a head, wisdom & a bed Troubled decree Resident mockery has claimed thee We used to believe in the good old days We still receive In little ways The Things of Kindness & unsporting brow Forget & allow Did you know freedom exists in a school book Did you know madmen are running our prison w/in a jail, w/in a gaol, w/in a white free protestant Maelstrom We're perched headlong on the edge of boredom We're reaching for death on the end of a candle We're trying for something That's already found us We can invent Kingdoms of our own grand purple thrones, those chairs of lust & love we must, in beds of rust Steel doors lock in prisoner's screams & muzak, AM, rocks their dreams No black men's pride to hoist the beams while mocking angels sift what seems To be a collage of magazine dust Scratched on foreheads of walls of trust This is just jail for those who must get up in the morning & fight for such unusable standards while weeping maidens show-off penury & pout ravings for a mad staff Wow, I'm sick of doubt Live in the light of certain South Cruel bindings The servants have the power dog-men & their mean women pulling poor blankets over our sailors (& where were you in our lean hour) Milking your moustache? or grinding a flower? I'm sick of dour faces Staring at me from the T.V. Tower. I want roses in my garden bower; dig? Royal babies, rubies must now replace aborted Strangers in the mud These mutants, blood-meal for the plant that's plowed They are waiting to take us into the severed garden Do you know how pale & wanton thrillful comes death on strange hour unannounced, unplanned for like a scaring over-friendly guest you've brought to bed Death makes angels of us all & gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as raven's claws No more money, no more fancy dress This other Kingdom seems by far the best until its other jaw reveals incest & loose obedience to a vegetable law I will not go Prefer a Feast of Friends To the Giant family
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Bring me to life
Bring Me to Life Lyrics
Artist(Band):Evanescence How can you see into my eyes like open doors? Leading you down into my core where I've become so numb, Without a soul (without) My spirit sleeping somewhere cold Until you find it there and lead it back....home (Wake me up) Wake me up inside (I Can't Wake up) Wake me up inside (Save me) Call my name and save me from the dark (Wake me up) Bid my blood to run (I can't wake up) Before I come undone (Save me) Save me from the nothing I've become Now that I know what I'm without You can't just leave me Breathe into me and make me real Bring me to life (Wake me up) Wake me up inside (I Can't Wake up) Wake me up inside (Save me) Call my name and save me from the dark (Wake me up) Bid my blood to run (I can't wake up) Before I come undone (Save me) Save me from the nothing I've become Bring me to life I've been living a lie,there's nothing inside Bring me to life Frozen inside without your touch, Without your love,darling Only you are the life, among the dead All this time I can't believe I couldn't see Kept in the dark but you were there in front of me I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems Got to open my eyes to everything Without a thought, without a voice, without a soul Don't let me die here There must be something more! Bring me to life (Wake me up) Wake me up inside (I Can't Wake up) Wake me up inside (Save me) Call my name and save me from the dark (Wake me up) Bid my blood to run (I can't wake up) Before I come undone (Save me) Save me from the nothing I've become Bring me to life I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside! Bring me to life.
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Απο το Πακιστανικό ροκ συγκρότημα Junoon!
Bulleya, who am I? I am no believer in a mosque And I have no pagan ways I am not pure. I am not vile I’m no Moses and I’m no Pharoah Bulleya, who am I? First and last, I see the self I recognize no second to it No one is more knowing than me But, Bulleh, who is it that I am? Bulleya, who am I? Water nor dust are neither what makes me I am not flame. I am not wind I am not pure. I am not vile I’m no Moses and I’m no Pharoah Bulleya, who am I? Bulleya, who am I?
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Τhe sun changes everything...ab tu jaag musafir pyaaray... Τελευταία επεξεργασία από το χρήστη Ophelia : 08-06-07 στις 16:23 |
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him:Vampire Heart
You can't escape the wrath of my heart
Beating to your funeral song All faith is lost and hell regained In the dust of the wrath of shame Just be brave Let me wake in the sun of my heart before Lead you along this path in the dark Where I belong until I feel your warmth Hold me like you held onto life when all fears came alive and entombed me And love me like you loved the sun, scorching the blood in my vampire heart I'll be the thorns in every wound You can send my hope I am the nightmare waking you up, from the dream, the dream of love Let me be indisposed as heaven's gates hold Gave you my soul, started to love I'm waiting for your kisses to take me back home Hold me like you held onto life when all fears came alive and entombed me And love me like you loved the sun, scorching the blood in my vampire heart Hold me like you held onto life when all fears came alive and entombed me Love me like you loved the sun, scorching the blood in my vampire heart Hold me like you held onto life My vampire heart Love me like you loved the sun My vampire heart Ωραίο τραγούδι και βέβαια δεν ξέρουμε ακόμα ακριβώς τί εννοεί. Πιθανών φανερώνει την αγάπη δύο ανθρώπων που ο ένας ρωτάει τον άλλο αν θα τον ακολουθήσει στην αιώνια ζωή του να είσαι βρυκόλακας.
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~then she lit up a candle and she show me the way~ Τελευταία επεξεργασία από το χρήστη lifo : 08-06-07 στις 21:10 |
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I used to live in a room full of mirrors All I could see was me Then I take my spirit and I smash my mirrors And now the whole world is here for me to see Now I'm searching for my love to be A broken glass was solvin' my brain Cut and screamin' crowdin' in my head A broken glass was loud in my brain It used to fall on my dreams and cut me in my bed It used to fall on my dreams and cut me in my bed I say making love was strange in my bed Δ.
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Mr. Crowley, what went on in your head
Mr. Crowley, did you talk with the dead Your life style to me seemed so tragic With the thrill of it all You fooled all the people with magic You waited on Satan's call Mr. Charming, did you think you were pure Mr. Alarming, in nocturnal rapport Uncovering things that were sacred manifest on this Earth Conceived in the eye of a secret And they scattered the afterbirth (solo) Mr. Crowley, won't you ride my white horse Mr. Crowley, it's symbolic of course Approaching a time that is classic I hear maidens call Approaching a time that is drastic Standing with their backs to the wall Was it polemically sent l wanna know what you meant I wanna know I wanna know what you meant
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Το παρακάτω ποίημα, μπορεί να μην είναι καθ' εαυτού τραγούδι (αν και νομίζω πως έχει μελωποιηθεί και τραγουδιστεί) αλλά δεν παύει να έχει μεταφυσικό νόημα. Ο Κ. Παλαμάς εκφράζει τον πόνο του για το χαμένο του παιδί και το "δασκαλεύει" πως να πορευτεί στον δρόμο για τον "κάτω κόσμο". Έπειτα τον παρακαλεί να βρεί τρόπο να πάει να τους βρεί και να τους γλυκοφιλήσει. Ήταν ένα ποίημα που κάναμε στην πρώτη λυκείου, νομίζω, και από την πρώτη στιγμή που το διάβασα μου έκανε μεγάλη εντύπωση. Μέσα σε αυτό το απόσπασμα φαίνεται η αντίληψη που είχαν οι άνθρωποι εκείνη την εποχή για τον θάνατο. Έχει στοιχεία χαρακτηριστικά που συναντούμε στα ποιήματα εκείνης την εποχής. Απολαύστε το...
Άφκιαστο κι αστόλιστο του Χάρου δε σε δίνω.
Στάσου με τ' ανθόνερο την όψη σου να πλύνω. Το χρυσό το χτένισμα με τα χρυσά τα χτένια, πάρτε απ΄τη μανούλα σας μαλλάκια μεταξένια. Μήπως και του Χάροντα καθώς θα σε κυττάξει, του φανείς αχάιδευτο και σε παραπετάξει! Στο ταξίδι που σε πάει ο μάυρος καβαλάρης, κύτταξε απ' το χέρι του, τίποτε να μην πάρεις. Κι αν διψάσεις μην το πιείς από τον κάτου κόσμο το νερό της αρνησιάς, φτωχό κομμένο δυόσμο! Μην το πιείς κι ολότελα κι αιώνια μας ξεχάσεις... βάλε τα σημάδια σου το δρόμο να μη χάσεις, κι όπως είσαι ανάλαφρο, μικρό σα χελιδόνι, κι άρματα δε σου βροντάν παλικαριού στη ζώνη, κύτταξε και γέλασε της νύχτας το σουλτάνο, γλίστρησε σιγά - κρυφά και πέταξ' εδώ πάνω, και στο σπίτι τ' άραχνο γυρνώντας, ω ακριβέ μας, γίνε αεροφύσημα και γλυκοφίλησέ μας!
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~*Gp*~ «Γιατί άραγε ενώ δεν με καταλαβαίνει κανένας με συμπαθούν όλοι?» Albert Einstein "Όσοι ψάχνουν για χρυσό, σκάβουν πολύ και βρίσκουν λίγο" Ηράκλειτος Το όνειρο μου χάρισε τη ζωή, τωρα δεν μου μένει παρά να χαρίσω στη ζωή το όνειρο. "Δεν πρόκειται ποτέ να ανακαλύψεις νέους ωκεανούς αν δεν έχεις το κουράγιο να χάσεις από τα μάτια σου την ακτή" |
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