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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2007 12:17 pm
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Cast Down the Heretic by Nile
Blasphemer, Heretic, Defiler of the Sacred Ones Thou art Deprived of Your Limbs Thy Nose Shall be Split Thou art Cast Down and Overthrown Ra-Harmakhis Destroyeth Thee He Damneth Thee and Driveth Hooks into Thy Body Isis Sayeth in Mighty Voice, "The Number of Thy Days are Cut Short Thy Bones are Broken to Splinters Thy Vertebrae are Severed." Horus Hammereth Thy Head The Sons of Heru Smash You with Their Blows
Thou Art Decimated by Their Violence Thou Fallest Backwards as Thou Retreateth Like unto Apep The Great Company of Gods Gather in Retribution They Hath Passed Judgment upon Thee They Cast Down Your Heresy They Spit Upon Thee and Thy Rebellion And Turn Their Back upon Thee Horus Repulseth The Crocodile Sut Defileth Thy Tomb Nephthys Hacketh Thee in Pieces The Sons of Horus Speareth Thee The Gods Repulse Thee The Flame of Their Fire is Against Thee Cursed Art Thou, Impaled Thou Art, Flayed Art Thou Heretic Thou Art Cast Down
Blows are Rained upon Thee Dismemberment and Slaughter are on Thee Thy Crocodile is Trampled under Foot Thy Soul is Wrenched from its Shade Thy Name is Erased Thy Spells are Impotent Nevermore Shalt Thou Emerge from Thy Den Thy City Armana Lays in Ruin Damned Art Thy Accursed Soul and Shadow Die O One, which Art Consumed Thy Name is Buried in Oblivion Silence Covereth Thee and Thy False One Down upon Thy Belly Be Drowned, Be Drowned, Be Vomited Upon
The Gods have Pronounced Thy Doom They Scorn Thee and Thy False Aten The Ancient Ones Turn Their Backs upon Thee Thou Art Cast Down, Overthrown Thy Reign of Heresy is Ended Those Thou Hast Driven Out Have Risen Against Thee
Cast down the Heretic Cast down the Heretic Cast down the Heretic
Khnemu Draggeth Thy Spawn to the Block of Slaughter Sick Shalt Thou be at the Mention of Thine Own Name Sekhmet Teareth Out Thy Bowels and Casteth Them into Flames She Filleth Thine Orifices with Fire Uadjit Shutteth Thee in the Pits of Burning Nevermore Shall You Breathe or Procreate Neither Thy House or Tomb Exist Thou Shalt Drive Thy Teeth into Thine Own Body Heretic, Thou Art Cast Down Overthrown, Ended, Hacked in Pieces, Slaughtered, Butchered Ra Hath Made Thoth to Slay Thee Utterly
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2007 11:44 am
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Knife Called Lust By HollyWood Undead
LETS GO RIGHT NOW
I look alive, i'm dead inside my heart has holes where black blood flows we'll do some drugs & fall in love & get ******** up while the world just shrugs with no though logically we're wandering the streets so aimlessly i hate to see these kids just being put down so painlessly and people say you dye your hair and wear tight jeans that doesnt mean that you cant scream and like loud noise you got a choice, you have a voice and just because you show no love, and hate on us, you F**KED OUR TRUST now watch me thrust this knife called lust into my chest until it busts.
[CHORUS] this love, this hate is burning me away its hard to face that we're all the same this love this hate is burning me away it's hard at times like these that never change
you're mad at the fact that your dad is an addict you're friend takes pills, he thinks it cures sadness i'm not here to attack and make your kids panic but it's just tragice the way these kids have it everybody sins and it all begins it goes back around, no body ever wins and you stab yourself in the back everybody just RELAX it all just hits so close to home we all got friends, but we stand alone and you're on your own, in a broken home you keep the truth inside and it stays unknown nostalgia hits and its time to quit and everybody acts like it dont mean sh*t and you're friend would stab you just to ******** some girl put your hands in the air, scream, "F**K THE WORLD! ! !"
[CHORUS] this love, this hate it's buring me away it's hard to face that we're,all the same this love, this hate it's burning me away it's hard at times like these that never change
LET GO (I'll bring you closer) RIGHT NOW (hold on tightly) LET GO (we're going nowhere) SOMEWHERE (and things aren't over)
harder times like THESE growing up on the streets harder times like THESE we'll put you back on your feet.
[CHORUS] this love, this hate is burning me away its hard to face that we're all the same this love this hate is burning me away it's harder times like these that never change
and I fall to the ground with my tear drops, and I get lost everytime my heart stops, this love, this hate It's burning me away and I fall to the ground with my tear drops, and I get lost everytime my heart stops, this love, this hate ! it's burning me away !
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 5:29 pm
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Rebell by Landser
Ich war ein Rebell in Schottlands Freiheitskrieg Mit William Wallace von Sieg zu Sieg Selbst auf der Folterbank sank mir nicht der Mut Ich war ein Rebell für die Freiheit floß mein Blut
Ich war ein Sargent unter Generell Lee In des Südens feldgrauer Kavallarie In den Sümpfen Lousianas in der Fieberglut Ich war ein Rebell für die Freiheit floß mein Blut
Ich war ein Werwolf, dem Schatten gleich In den letzten Tagen des großdeutschen Reichs Ihr mit den weißen Fahnen, seid auf der Hut Hier kommt ein Rebell gleich fließt euer Blut
Ich war ein Aufständiger in der Urkraine Der Roten Armee, der machten wir beine Rasend vor Haß und ohnmächtiger Wut Ich war ein Rebell für die Freiheit floß mein Blut
Ich war am 17. Juni dabei Gegen Sowjet-Panzer und Volkspolizei Der Molotovcocktail der brannte so gut Ich war ein Rebell für die Freiheit floß mein Blut
Ich bin ein Rebell und ich werde es bleiben Ich laß mich aus meinem Land nicht vertreiben Zur Hölle mit der Verräterbrut Ich bin ein Rebell, für die Freiheit kocht mein Blut Ja, ich bin ein Rebell, für die Freiheit kocht mein Blut Ich bin ein Rebell, für die Freiheit fließt eins mein Blut
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I was a rebel in Scotland's Freedom Fight With William Wallace from victory to victory Even in the torture-chamber my courage never sank I was a rebel for the freedom flowing in my blood
I was a sargeant under General Lee In the Southern field-gray cavalry In the Louisiana swamps with the glow of fever I was a rebel for the freedom flowing in my blood
I was a werewolf as dark as shade In the last days of the high German castles With the white flags I stand on the top Here comes a rebel to make your blood flow
I was an outstander in the Ukraine For the red army we made things Racing before hate and powerful rage I was a rebel for the freedom flowing in my blood
I was then, on June 17, Fighting Soviet tanks and the people-police The molotov cocktails were burning so good I was a rebel for the freedom flowing in my blood
I am a rebel and so it will remain I will never let you drive me out of my country To hell with the traitors' breed I am a rebel for the freedom burns in my blood Yes I am a rebel, for the freedom burns in my blood I am a rebel for the freedom flows pure in my blood
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 7:51 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2008 10:55 pm
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Korpiklaani - Happy Little Boozer
He sees himself as the saviour of the world his will is strong and he's felling good.
I've known him since the first taste of beer I will meet him many times in a year.
Happy little, happy little, happy little boozer, happy little, happy little, happy little boozer, happy little, happy little, happy little boozer, happy little, happy little, happy little boozer, happy little, happy little, happy little boozer, happy little, happy little, happy little boozer!
He thinks he is the most famous guy he smiles and laughs and he has a loud voice.
He can be very nice he can be full of anger he'll behave very well, right after misbehaving.
Happy little, happy little, happy little boozer, happy little, happy little, happy little boozer, happy little, happy little, happy little boozer, happy little, happy little, happy little boozer, happy little, happy little, happy little boozer, happy little, happy little, happy little boozer!
Happy little, happy little, happy little boozer, happy little, happy little, happy little boozer, happy little, happy little, happy little boozer, happy little, happy little, happy little boozer, happy little, happy little, happy little boozer, happy little, happy little, happy little boozer!
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2008 11:07 pm
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Korpiklaani - Beer, beer!
From evening to morning, and morning to evening, I wanna drink, something stronger than a man. From evening to morning, and morning to evening, I wanna drink, 'cause that's what I am.
[Chorus:] Beer, beer! I want beer, from beer I get really drunk. Beer, beer! I need more beer so much I pass out. Beer, beer! I want beer, from beer I get really drunk. Beer, beer! I need more beer so much I pass out.
For beer I'm working, for beer I'm fighting. For beer I'll do, whatever I have to. When drunk I'm talking, when drunk I'm joking, when drunk I can be as I've always wanted to be.
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