RiMy_SuN Posted October 25, 2004 Share Posted October 25, 2004 Change If ever you had said to me before That I would live this life that I am Living now I guess it's all so strange To feel the way I do inside but Have so much that I could feel some Pride for in my life so why is it that I feel like this How do I feel? I've been here before, I've felt this Retreat to a place, a place within me I need this. Keep it all down, bottled inside It breaks me to torment again and Torture me like it used to I try and try to break away from all the hate I'm feeling for everyone of you that's ever Done me wrong. I need to justify the reasons For the way I'm living. I guess I can't cause I don't feel like I deserve it So now the waves they have subsided And my soul is bleeding I can't take away The shame I feel, forgive me Staind Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kreideiky Posted October 26, 2004 Share Posted October 26, 2004 ~ It's Too Late ~ Feared And Loathed Besides.... It's Such A Tragedy I've Seen All Others Try It Ends In Misery Could You Stand Back And Take This All In Before It's Too Late? Fragrant Your Remarks You Offered Sympathy Read Between The Lines? The Dream Is Honesty paradise lost Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SDawn Posted October 26, 2004 Share Posted October 26, 2004 Too Late: Frozen So you've come to say you're very sorry. "It won't happen again - forgive me?" Time will not heal these wounds. And I'm bleeding because of you. Was everything we had just a joke? I've run out of patience, tears and hope. Love does not conquer all. And I'm screaming because of you. Too late for apologies. In the shadow of the light from a black sun. Frigid statue standing icy blue and numb. Where are the frost giants I've begged for protection? I'm freezing. Cold winter winds that chill my heart with sleet & snow. Not from the north come to this glacial abode. But from your dimension cryogenic limbo. I'm freezing. I'm frozen. It's too late. Type O Negative Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PSYCHOSIS Posted October 26, 2004 Share Posted October 26, 2004 Hope You're Happy by Lene Marlin Hope you're happy I can speak about the pain you know What you say you didn't see I can show you all my scars you know The ones I keep inside of me Would that make it easier Or would it be the same Sorry that I could not be As perfect as you wanted me Just wondering what's going on in your mind I sure hope you're fine I hope your conscience is clear Hope you're happy I can tell about the times you know When I wished to leave this world I can read to you the letters I wrote All the words you say you've never heard Sorry that I could not be As perfect as you wanted me Just wondering what's going on in your mind I sure hope you're fine I hope your conscience is clear Hope you're happy Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grimjaur Posted October 26, 2004 Share Posted October 26, 2004 Here Come The Tears [Originally performed by JUDAS PRIEST 1976] Once I dream love would coming sweetly of away Now it seems like pass me by I still long to the way Here come the tears Looks like you're always be the same No one hear you come with me Here come the tears All alone no one care So much you give do you all like that Take me now in your arms Let me rest safe from harm Well I want to be loved I need to be loved Oh somebody else Here come here come the tears... Therion Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ov3rm4n Posted October 26, 2004 Share Posted October 26, 2004 XVII I do not love you as if you were a salt rose, or topaz or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; So I love you because I know no other way than this: where I does not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep. Pablo Neruda --- Don't go far off, not even for a day, because -- because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep. Don't leave me, even for an hour, because then the little drops of anguish will all run together, the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift into me, choking my lost heart. Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach; may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance. Don't leave me for a second, my dearest, because in that moment you'll have gone so far I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking, Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying? Pablo Neruda Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bio Posted October 26, 2004 Share Posted October 26, 2004 This Morning We Woke up On The Floor Of Our Favorite Pub As We Looked Around We Saw Bottles All Around Seems We Got Drunk Again Together With Our Friends It Happens Al The Time But We Never Mind We're Living For The Booze It's The Last We Want To Looze Drinking For The Fun In The Rain Or In The Sun Whiskey, Beer Or Gin In A Bottle Or A Tin We'll Drink It All Cause We Love The Alcohol R.A.T.S "Booze Song" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PSYCHOSIS Posted October 27, 2004 Share Posted October 27, 2004 One Lonely Visitor by Chevelle Am I alone in here? Knew you were here, Sister confirmed suspicions, And beside the note, That you left on my bed, Where I held you close, Did you think I’d forget? Couldn’t be more of a mess, For to breathe, Used to be another way, I’d take you in. Well it’s time to wake up, And separate feelings, That I keep falling into, What seems like good reasons, But I feel a break down, I don’t care if it shows up, I’m praying this for you, Until its answered I'll say. Now it seems there’s a choice, That began with a break, Listen today, Know that never again, Will I know you that way. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grimjaur Posted October 27, 2004 Share Posted October 27, 2004 Her Ghost In The Fog "The Moon, she hangs like a cruel portrait soft winds whisper the bidding of trees as this tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart and the Midnightmare trampling of dreams But no, no tears please Fear and pain may accompany Death But it is desire that shepherds it's certainty as We shall see..." She was divinity's creature That kissed in cold mirrors A Queen of Snow Far beyond compare Lips attuned to symmetry Sought Her everywhere Dark liqoured eyes An Arabian nightmare... She shone on watercolours Of my pondlife as pearl Until those who couldn't have Her Cut Her free of this World That fateful Eve when... The trees stank of sunset and camphor Their lanterns chased phantoms and threw An imquisitive glance, like the shadows they cast On my love picking rue by the light of the moon Putting reason to flight Or to death as their way They crept through woods mesmerized By the taffeta Ley Of Her hips that held sway Over all they surveyed Save a mist on the rise (A deadly blessing to hide) Her ghost in the fog They raped left... (Five men of God) ...Her ghost in the fog Dawn discovered Her there Beneath the Cedar's stare Silk dress torn, Her raven hair Flown to gown Her beauty bared Was starred with frost, I knew Her lost I wept 'til tears crept back to prayer She'd sworn Me vows in fragrant blood "Never to part Lest jealous Heaven stole our hearts" Then this I screamed: "Come back to Me I was born in love with thee So why should fate stand inbetween?" And as I drowned Her gentle curves With dreams unsaid and final words I espied a gleam trodden to earth The Church bell tower key... The village mourned her by the by For She'd been a witch their Men had longed to try And I broke under Christ seeking guilty signs My tortured soul on ice A Queen of snow Far beyond compare Lips attuned to symmetry Sought Her everywhere Trappistine eyes An Arabian nightmare... She was Ersulie possessed Of a milky white skin My porcelain Yin A graceful Angel of Sin And so for Her... The breeze stank of sunset and camphor My lantern chased Her phantom and blew Their Chapel ablaze and all locked in to a pain Best reserved for judgement that their bible construed... Putting reason to flight Or to flame unashamed I swept form cries Mesmerized By the taffeta Ley Or Her hips that held sway Over all those at bay Save a mist on the rise A final blessing to hide Her ghost in the fog And I embraced Where lovers rot... Her ghost in the fog Her ghost in the fog Cradle of Filth/Her Ghost In the Fog Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kreideiky Posted October 27, 2004 Share Posted October 27, 2004 ~ Truth ~ Oh, it's a strange day In such a lonely way I saw some children dance I watched my life in a trance And the people around me Seemed so glad to be here Will my time pass so slowly On the day that I fear? And the noise that surrounds me Pulls so loud in my head From the promise that healed us To the lies that I said Oh, it's a strange day In such a lonely way Some people look down on me, I know they like what they see Strange day, Such a strange day Such a strange day new order Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RiMy_SuN Posted October 28, 2004 Share Posted October 28, 2004 Аз Ли Съм Един човек върви зад мен. Обръщам се, а няма никой. И така - всеки ден. Прониква в мене и пониква. От гърлото ми глупаво наднича. Обича ме. Флиртува с моите очи. От зъбите ми си тъкми усмивка. С моят глас мълчи - свенливко. Усещам скелета му грапав, заплетен между мойте стави. Мъча се да го отпратя - не става. Отдавна в тялото ми се засели. Без да пита връхлетя. Нахълта целият. Сега. Наконтен със пижама на цветя, Събужда се и ляга в мен. И така - всеки ден. Аз ли съм или не съм. Стефан Вълдобрев и Infinity Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HeyPaBHoBeCeH Posted October 28, 2004 Share Posted October 28, 2004 "na tozi svqt nai - golqmata bitka ne e mejdu dobro i zlo, a mejdu pozitivnoto i negativnoto mislene" - Napoleon Hil v knigata "kliu4ut kym polojitelnoto mislene" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grimjaur Posted October 28, 2004 Share Posted October 28, 2004 Regicide [Music by Gerhard Storesund] [Lyrics by Gerhard Storesund] Ridden through the flame The ring be his bane The oathkeeper's brother bid The ringkeeper slain Fire-raisers hand The grief and the rage The ill-fated will had won The ill-fated wage Fish of the wild-wood Worm smooth crawling With wolf-meat mingled They minced for him Then in the beaker In the wine his mouth knew They set it, still doing More deeds of wizards The fate has overcome maimed and outrun The brave breed of the noble son's Vile unjust done [brynhild:] "Long shall ye have land and men of war Thou who now has slain Sigurds death done" Now he has fallen The son of Gods triumphant Norns have their judgement Death knell toll We are the children of the wolf Fall to your sleep Thy court of mailcoat's gem Swift peace reap The shriek of a raven Cut through the air "False oath be thy bane" Einherjer Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
snejko Posted October 28, 2004 Share Posted October 28, 2004 "Аз съм животно. Нали виждаш, животно съм. Дума немога да обеля, не ме научиха да приказвам, не умея да мисля, тези гадове не ми дадоха да се науча да мисля. Но ако ти наистина всичко можеш и всичко знаеш, и всичко разбираш...намери му цаката! Надникни в душата ми, знам, че там е всичко, което ти трябва. Сигурен съм! Та нали никога и на никого не съм продавал душата си! Тя си е моя, човешка! Ти, само изцеди от мене каквото искам, нали е изключено да искам нещо лошо!...Проклето да е дано, та аз нищо немога да измисля освен тези неговите, детските думи: "Щастие всекиму даром и нека никой да не бъде пренебрегнат" края на "Пикник край пътя" на братя Стругацки Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bio Posted October 28, 2004 Share Posted October 28, 2004 Wasted Youth Crew (my Kind Belong Nowhere) Blood For Blood (Revenge On Society) Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck society to Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck the world because my kind, my kind, my kind belong nowhere My kind, my kind, my kind are hated and feared We all started as someone with a chance to make our way Sometimes the world was cold but we waited for the better days We watched the years go by and nothing seemed to change We waited, hoped and prayed as the hard times felt like stinging rain Well now that hope is gone, somewhere it turned to rage Hatred, violence, booze and crime, sometimes it seemed the only way (to get by) I always knew I'd never make it cause I'm twisted in the brain But I swear to you all right now that I'll never live like the ones that made me hate Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck society to Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck the world because my kind, my kind, my kind belong nowhere My kind, my kind, my kind are hated and feared I know I'm going nowhere and I been on a losin' streak and a scumbag, zero and anti-hero are all you think of me (and you're right) I know I'm going nowhere and I been on a losin streak and lowlife, loser and dead-end cruiser are all you think of me (but I say) Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck society to Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck the world because my kind, my kind, my kind belong nowhere My kind, my kind, my kind are hated and feared Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck mankind My kind, my kind, my kind are hated and feared Wasted youth, I never had all the chances Wasted youth, I never had no savin' grace Wasted youth, yeah I've made a few mistakes Wasted youth, but how long will I have to pay? So, some of you were born into happiness and wealth While some of us were born to a life of hell And some of us were lost and some of us were found but most of us were beaten by life to the ground And maybe I'll never see the day that I win but I'll always have time for a beer with my friends We'll fight everybody and the world 'till the end and if you fuck around with us you'll get your head kicked in! Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck society to Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck the world because my kind, my kind, my kind belong nowhere My kind, my kind, my kind are hated and feared Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kreideiky Posted October 28, 2004 Share Posted October 28, 2004 " - ....Чувал ли си за стачката на космонавтите? - Чувах нещо - отговори Татарски, като смътно си припомни някаква статия в някакъв вестник. - Нашите космонавти получават по 20-30 хиляди долара на полет. А американските по 200-300. И нашите значи казват: няма да хвърчим за 30 хиляди гущера, и ние искаме триста. Какво значи това, а? Това значи, че на практика те не летят към далечните звезди, а към конкретно определени суми в твърда валута. Това е то природата на космоса. А нелинейността на времето и пространството е в това, че ние и американците изгаряме еднакво количество гориво и прелитаме еднакви разстояния, за да стигнем до абсолютно различни суми пари. И в това се крие една от най-важните тайни на Вселената..." В. Пелевин, "Generation П" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mu3epHuK Posted October 28, 2004 Share Posted October 28, 2004 Beckoning of the Xul This enmeshing den forfeits the thriving mist. As a vector that would beckon my wishes... Xul... Xul... Xul... Xul... *** Vannished of the plane I've bannished. Vannished of the plane I've vannished. Bannished of the plane I've bannished. Bannished of the plane I've vannished. Kataklysm III:The Temple of Knowledge Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PSYCHOSIS Posted October 29, 2004 Share Posted October 29, 2004 Няколко реплики от филма Love Actually (Наистина Любов): -Кажи й, че я обичаш! Няма какво да губиш! Ако не го направиш, после цял живот ще съжаляваш! -------------------------- -Какъв е проблемът? -Влюбен съм! -Ох...помислих си, че е нещо по-лошо. -Има ли нещо по-болезнено от това да си влюбен?... -Прав си...истинска агония. -------------------------- -Деца, не давайте пари за наркотици! Станете поп звезди - така ще ви ги доставят безплатно! -------------------------- -Нищо не е приключило докато не приключи! -------------------------- -В момента съм много зает и важен! -------------------------- -Ще ти дам всичко, което поискаш - стига да не поискаш нещо, което не искам да дам! -------------------------- -Обичам те, обичам те дори когато си болна и изглеждаш ужасно! -------------------------- -Първи вариант - покани я да излезете! -Невъзможно! -Добре. Втори вариант - сближете се, станете приятели! -Тя е най-готиното момиче в училище и мрази момчета. -Хм. Трети вариант - отвлечи я и я дръж вързана докато не се съгласи да се омъжи за теб! -Обмислял съм го. -------------------------- Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grimjaur Posted October 29, 2004 Share Posted October 29, 2004 Национален химн на България от 1886 до 1944 г. Първоначалният текст на "Шуми Марица" е написан от Никола Живков, главен учител във Велес в турско време. След много варианти остава последната редакция на Иван Вазов от 1912 г. "Шуми Марица" възниква, като възрожденска революционна песен. Данни за първото й изпълнение има от юни 1876 г. - пеят я четниците на Филип Тотю, доброволци в Сръбско-турската война, когато влизат под строй в гр. Зайчар. По-късно, по време на Руско-турската война (1877), опълченците я пеят в най-решителните и критични моменти на борбата. С нея получават бойното си кръщение в битката при Стара Загора, с нея бранят позициите на Шипченския проход, с нея разгромяват армията на Фейсал паша край Шейново. За пълното и окончателно утвърждаване на песента спомага изпълнението й, като победоносен боен марш по време на Сръбско-българската война от 1885 г. Ето какво пише един пруски офицер за боя при Драгоман: "В планината мощно прозвуча българският национален химн "Шуми Марица", подхванат от хиляди здрави гърла. С викове "ура", но без да стрелят, българите се нахвърлиха с щик върху сърбите, които не очакваха една такава атака и се разбягаха, като отчасти захвърлиха оръжието си." А подполковник Хугербюгер отбелязва: "Без да изгърми една пушка, с развити пряпорци и биющи барабани, под ужасен сръбски огън, Дунавският полк пристигна на бърдото - един силен напор, и сърбите бяха изхвърлени с щика из позициите и изгонени от височините. Сърбите за пръв път чуваха звуковете на българския народен химн "Шуми Марица". Тези звукове сетне бяха вече сами достатъчни, за да разтреперят сръбската войска и да я докарат към бягство. В много случаи сърбите напущаха позициите, щом чуеха звуковете на "Шуми Марица". След Сръбско-Българската война "Шуми Марица" се изпълнява на официални празници и тържества, на военни паради, на забави, вечеринки, литературно-музикални утра. Под звуците на този марш българската армия воюва през балканската, Междусъюзническата, Първата световна и Отечествената война." Анатол Анчев, 1992 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bio Posted October 30, 2004 Share Posted October 30, 2004 за липсващата Nutshell специално NIN Closer you let me violate you you let me desacrate you you let me penatrate you you let me complicate you help me i broke apart my insides help me i've got no soul to sell help me the only thing that works for me help me get away from myself i want to fuck you like an animal i want to feel you from the inside i want fo fuck you like an animal my whole existence is flawed you get me closer to god you can have my isolation you can have the hate that it brings you can have my absence of faith you can have my everything help me you tear down my reason help me it's your sex i can smell help me you make me perfect help me become somebody else i want to fuck you like an animal i want to feel you from the inside i want to fuck you like an animal my whole existence is flawed you get me closer to god all through every forest above the trees within my stomach scraped off my knees i drink the honey inside your hive you are the reason i stay alive Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
snejko Posted October 30, 2004 Share Posted October 30, 2004 "Те били сестри, но много различни: Времето непрекъснато раждало, а Вечността била безплодна; но когато някое от децата на Времето се оказвало много хубаво, Вечността го обиквала и осиновявала... " Самуил Маршак SDawn...на мен ми е в книжлето със Сонетите на Шекспир, оттам го преписах, но иначе доста се цитира...навсякъде е възможно да си го видяла. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SDawn Posted October 30, 2004 Share Posted October 30, 2004 "Те били сестри, но много различни: Времето непрекъснато раждало, а Вечността била безплодна; но когато някое от децата на Времето се оказвало много хубаво, Вечността го обиквала и осиновявала... " Самуил Маршак <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Ама това ми е много познато от някъде! Не и името под него Идея къде може да съм го видяла? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ov3rm4n Posted October 30, 2004 Share Posted October 30, 2004 Animula vagula blandula, Hospes comesque corporis, Quae nunc abibis in locos Pallidula rigida nudula, Nec ut soles dabis iocos... P. Aelius Hadrianus Imp.Caes.PP Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ov3rm4n Posted October 30, 2004 Share Posted October 30, 2004 Thank You (Page/Plant) If the sun refused to shine, I would still be loving you. When mountains crumble to the sea, there will still be you and me. Kind woman, I give you my all, Kind woman, nothing more. Little drops of rain whisper of the pain, tears of loves lost in the days gone by. My love is strong, with you there is no wrong, together we shall go until we die. My, my, my. An inspiration is what you are to me, inspiration, look... see. And so today, my world it smiles, your hand in mine, we walk the miles, Thanks to you it will be done, for you to me are the only one. Happiness, no more be sad, happiness....I'm glad. If the sun refused to shine, I would still be loving you. When mountains crumble to the sea, there will still be you and me. Благодаря ти! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
snejko Posted October 30, 2004 Share Posted October 30, 2004 "- Съгласно приетата систематизация, проявяващите се в нашата Галактика анормални форми образуват типа Abberantia (Извратенци), който се дели на подтипове Debilitates (Слабоумци) и Antisapientinales (Неразумци). Към последния подтип се отнасят класовете Canaliacaea (Мерзотняци) и Necroludentia (Трупосквернци). Сред Трупосквернците различаваме подразделенията Patricidiaceae (Отцеубийци), Matriphagideae (Майцеядци), и Lasciviaceae (Гнусотняци или Развратняци). Крайно извратената форма Гнусотняци делим на Cretininae (Кретенци), например Cadaverium Mordans (Трупогризци) и Horrorissimae (Ужасняци) с класически представител в лицето на Мътилник Изпъченяк, Idiontus Erectus Gzeemsi. Някои Ужасняци създават собствена псевдокултура; към тях отнасяме видове като - Anophilus Belligerens, Дупелюбец, Войнствуващ, който се именува Genius Pulcherrimus Mundanus (най-прекрасният гений на света), както и онзи специфичен екземпляр със съвършено плешиво тяло, наблюдаван от Грампулус в най-затънтеното кътче на нашата Галактика - Monstroteratum Furiosum (Гнусотник Беснеещ), който сам се нарича Homo Sapiens." "...той разграничаваше отделно подразделение Degeneratores (Изродняци), към което принадлежат Пренаядците, Недоядците, Трупощипците и Труполюбците." Станислав Лем "Звездни дневници" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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