If you are bored, post song lyrics here Make sure they are somewhat appropriate :arf: I can feel you waiting for me as the sun retreats to the hills and I, Below the blanket of a burning sky, wrap myself within. Embraced by dead leaves as the rain leaves trails of black down my face, And I creep through the twilight to that hidden place beyond the lonely.
The texture of the soul is a liquid that casts a vermillion flood. From a wound carved as an oath; it fills the river bank a sanguine fog. These arms were meant to be lost! Hacked, severed and forgotten. The texture of time is a whisper that echoes across the flood. Its hymn resonates from tree to tree, through every sullen bough it sings. These boughs were said to be lost! Torn, unearthed and broken. Earth to flesh, flesh to wood, cast these limbs into the water. Flesh to wood, wood to stone, cast this stone into the water. Agalloch - Limbs
Oratory of hope and glory a whisper and a rhyme An effigy, a soldier out of time Citizen and patriot you can't be far behind The funeral is weighting heavy on your mind Requiem Bring the dissident from slumber Requiem Raise the rebel from its grave Requiem Sound the revolution's thunder A monumental blunder averted and betrayed Dig around the cemetery a record of the day Friends and neighbors in stages of decay But the saddest thing of all eludes discovery The stimulus for this somber ceremony Requiem Bring the dissident from slumber Requiem Raise the rebel from its grave Requiem Sound the revolution's thunder A monumental blunder averted and betrayed The sanctimonious minions how they grovel at the feet Authority is populist deceit Pity yet another casualty's demoralized decline Just a victim of irrational design Requiem! Requiem! Requiem Bring the dissident from slumber Requiem Raise the rebel from its grave Requiem Sound the revolution's thunder A monumental blunder averted and betrayed Bad Religion - Requiem For Dissent
“Everything, except God, has in itself some measure of privation, Thus all individuals may be graded according to the degree To which they are infected with mere potentiality†Was there not an inconceivable loss of knowledge at Bethlehem? Christ's abasement, His subjecting Himself to the laws of human birth And growth and to the lowliness of fallen human nature... Did the Son remain the transcendent Logos, Is there not a radical and fatal discontinuity between the consciousness? Of the transcendent Logos and the secular Jesus? Obedience to the point of death, Falling down through increasing Pressure Into the deathlike region Of ooze and slime and decay These are the fruits and symptoms of the abasement of the World, The assumption of humanity and the simultaneous occultation of Divinity (Immaculata Du wirfst mich in den Moderstaub des Todes) “And He is before all things, and in Him all things consist†Triune God, Morphed into a Being of apparent theanthropic nature Deprived of the Light of Splendor Dost thou still stand in undiminished Majesty After the exinanition of divine attributes The face of profound fire gone astray, Exhaling austerities in concealed, divine radiance? Kenosis, O' theory of great peril! Blinded, sanguineous eyes and with a trembling hand, A frail androgynous being holds the perilous doctrinal balance, Robed in a maculated garment spattered with the sordid blood Of the Flagellation, of the lacerations and fierce wounds Carved by royal attributes, of the crimson spurts Dripping without end, As was celebrated the High Mass of the Comforter Kenosis, O' theory of great peril! Rob God of any attribute and fill the shattering universe With the pestilent scent of putrefaction and the glorious cloud of death, For steadfast, at any cost, He must be Solely the incarnate Word proclaimed by all the prophets and apostles Would have, in dying, an infinite value, Sufficient to atone, by His astonishing work, For the Sins of the world Res rapta... Res rapienda... Hast thou succumbed to the original malady? “For being empty himself, He giveth empty answers To empty enquirers; for whatever enquiry may be made of Him, He answered according to the emptiness of the man†In visceribus... A willing expiatory Victim, calling constant shame and ignominy upon itself Was thine irretrievable substance still intact in this Sinai of global Penitence, Dost thou remember thine past Theophanies, the burning bush And the Angel of the Lord? (Et vestitus erat veste aspersa sanguine “Le fond de ma pensée est que dans ce monde en chute toute joie éclate Dans l'ordre naturel et toute douleur dans l'ordre divinâ€) “In the next place, it never approached an assembly Of righteous men; but avoideth them, And cleaveth to the doubtful-minded and empty And prophesieth to them in corners, And decieveth them, speaking all things in emptiness to gratify their desire...†Art thou working on collective deliverance? Observe Merkabah, the chariot of the glory of God Adrift and exiled, the Pilgrim of Light, grandiose and weeping Thine aura, compared, is but pale and frail, alike to the one of an ailing child... Vacillating faith, thine salvific virtue shall fail to make nil A cataclysm of Judgment The suffering of the Just shall be aggravated in grotesque proportions, Pillaged, ravaged, overthrown The realms of warmth and reassurance, of a maternal womb, Shall disappear gradually under the crumbling yoke of Sin and Time... The advent of Plerosis is the destiny of Man and shall shatter up to the Heavens, A savage aperture to the High Mass of the Comforter: “Therefore, my beloved, as you have always obeyed, Not only in my presence, But so much more now in my absence, Work out your own salvation with fear and trembling...†(In abstracto... ... Echange du Vide Ecce lignum Crucis, In quo salus mundi pependit) Therefore, God honors the sword so highly That He calls it His own ordinance, and will not have men say Or imagine that they have invented it or instituted it For the hand that wields this sword and slays with it is then No more man's hand, but God's, and it is not man, But God, who hangs, tortures, beheads, slays and fights All these are His work and His judgments... Plerosis, answering the strident call of felony, Filling the void of purity gone instantly... Instigating manifold quadrants of industrialized death, An avid Moloch, never satiated, an endless Feast, Following the principle of reversibility of merits, shattering up the Word As Pillars of grayish Soulfire spurt out to a bereaved firmament ... I am the son of Man, and this in erring reason's spite, is my pride... War, be enthroned, a form of divine retribution! Execution, Be sacred, agent of divine Providence! Man, lost somewhere between the restrictive force Of Cain and the expansive force of Abel, Falls from his median position between Angel and Beast Each time he ceases to desire a being superior to himself Adam's descent into materiality, May it be questioned... The separating line between the Saved and the Damned, May it be questioned... If there is to be a multiplicity of forms, can one thing be worse Unless another is better, or one be better unless another is worse... Those who would eliminate the worse from the universe would eliminate Providence itself Interrogate the patterns of the prophetic mode, Perceive the two faces of the Divine And shed the just, divine retribution Quantified, a suppurating cross, alike in blood and scoria (Qual und Tod bringt dieser Sang, der ihn bestürmt, Sein Herze zerreißt, Sinne zerstört... “L'Esprit du Seigneur ne se promène pas seulement dans les cimetières Ceux qui Le connaissent peuvent Le rencontrer partout, fût-ce en enfer, Et Il dit Lui-même que le feu marche devant Sa Face!â€) Microcosm, The details of a burning body, vivid and morbid, Flaming eyes perceived through a virtuous glance, A swollen tongue protruding through the nasal apertures, hanging lips bruised, Teeth overcome with rot, long arms that hang down to the feet and odors foul... Explicit is the belief that God permits his creatures to be reviled and scorned And that this is their only means of Salvation Means of... Salvation! Thesaurus Ecclesiae The memory of a stagnant and somber vale Inhabited by ethereal purity, Violet and blood-red crucifixes, Sulfurous shrines and red-glowing demonism Thou shalt bringeth the chalice of divine wrath and final consummation To thine lips, and drink with confidence... Tell me, sweet child, why are tears rolling from your eyes? The stillness of Contemplation is allowed in billions of woeful cries, So astonishingly simultaneous and in unison, Each and every second, They defuse each other in such a perfect manner, Equaling the most inscrutable of all Silences Doctrine of Mystical Substitution, Mystical Body, Sanctorum Communionem, Celebrate the Sin of one reflecting, tectonic forces alike, upon the multitude The fruit that is forbidden Holds the greatest potential for providing infinite knowledge Spiritual Incest and the defilement of the temple of the Holy Spirit Ritualized and Immanent... The pursuit of perversity, is it not but a mask On the search for meaning and knowledge? The purest of all Holocausts shall be perpetrated By a loving hand, never knowing if it provided felicity Or the vilest of everlasting torments ... No man can see Me and live! “Et proiectus est draco ille magnus serpens antiquus qui vocatur Diabolus et Satanas qui Seducit universum orbem proiectus est in terram et angeli eius cum illo missi sunt†May Repentance be nothing more than a mask of algolagnia? And the victim, blind to the radiating Light of Truth, stuttering, repeats Lamma Sabacthani, Lamma Sabacthani, Lamma Sabacthani... And the victim, blind to the radiating Light of Truth, stuttering, repeats Lamma Sabacthani, Lamma Sabacthani, Lamma Sabacthani... And the victim, blind to the radiating Light of Truth, stuttering, repeats Lamma Sabacthani, Lamma Sabacthani, Lamma Sabacthani... And the victim, blind to the radiating Light of Truth, stuttering, repeats Lamma Sabacthani, Lamma Sabacthani, Lamma Sabacthani... (Consummatum est “Nous n'avons pas d'autre moyen que la douleur Pour sentir notre proper existence spirituelle et divine; Nous n'en avons pas d'autre pour la fair sentire à nos semblables†“And we have the prophetic word made more sure You will do well to pay attention to this as a lamp shining in a dark place, Until the day dawns and the morning star rises in your hearts†Deathspell Omega - Kenose
Never gonna give you up, Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you.. Never gonna make you cry, Never gonna say goodbye.. Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you.
"Dancing In The Moonlight" We get it on most every night when that moon is big and bright its a supernatural delight everybodys dancing in the moonlight we get everybody here is out of sight they dont bark and they dont bite they keep things loose they keep it tight everybodys dancing in the moonlight dancing in the moonlight everybodys feeling warm and bright its such a fine and natural sight everybodys dancing in the moonlight we like our fun and we never fight you cant dance and stay uptight its a supernatural delight everybody was dancing in the moonlight dancing in the moonlight everybodys feeling warm and bright its such a fine and natural sight everybodys dancing in the moonlight we get in on most every night and when that moon is big and bright its a supernatural delight everybodys dancing in the moonlight dancing in the moonlight everybodys feeling warm and bright its such a fine and natural sight everybodys dancing in the moonlight ((Yay xD))
Yo, listen up heres a story About a little guy That lives in a blue world And all day and all night And everything he sees is just blue Like him inside and outside Blue his house With the blue little window And a blue corvette And everything is blue for him And his self and everybody around Cause he ain't got nobody to listen to I'm blue Da Ba Dee Da Ba Die Da Ba Dee Da Ba Die Da Ba Dee Da Ba Die Da Ba Dee Da Ba Die Da Ba Dee Da Ba Die Da Ba Dee Da Ba Die Da Ba Dee Da Ba Die I'm Blue Da Ba Dee Da Ba Die Da Ba Dee Da Ba Die Da Ba Dee Da Ba Die Da Ba Dee Da Ba Die Da Ba Dee Da Ba Die Da Ba Dee Da Ba Die Da Ba Dee Da Ba Die I have a blue house With a blue window Blue is the color I found that I wear Blue the streets are And all the trees are too I have a girlfriend and she is so blue Blue are the people here That walk areound Blue like my car it's sitting outside Blue are the words that I say And what I think Blue are the feelings That live inside me Inside and outside Blue his house With a blue little wondow And the blue corvette And everything is blue For him and his self And everybody around Cause he ain't got nobody to listen to
It's like whatever i do I just cant get through to you I never gonna tell you nothing wrong, Listen Now, now she loved me, shawty I love her Used to jump up in the maybach and roll out. Used to care, she used to share The love that she used to give me can't be found. I lost my way, she said she'd stay And lately I've been sleeping with a ghost My stock is down and out, I used to be worth my weight in gold That was before the great depression kicked in and rocked us And that was before the huricane came, came in and stopped us. I told you to leave, but you lied to me When you said that, baby no worries I promise to get us back I know sorries, just wouldn't do it, Her Heart is obliterated, I'm trying to travel through But it's like moving mountains... It's like moving mountains... But I keep climbing and hoping things would change And the sky turns grey, and the water from the rain, washes progress away It's like moving mountains... It's like moving mountains... Why you just leave me Just leave me be Just leave me Just leave me be Why you just leave me Just leave me be Why you just leave me Just leave me be oh oh ohhh She, she don't touch me I don't touch her We ain't really even said a word I really wanna give her everything she deserves, But the bad took away the good She thinks that I'm full of it Arguments, always pissed, man I'm tired. Every kiss, that I missed, girl you know I'm trying. You never believe when I say, and I never believe it when you say, I love you And I shouldn't complain about it, I should take it like a man and walk up out it. Cause we will never be the same... oh I've been standing in gas, and you have been the flame Girl I know sorry, just wouldn't do it, Her Heart is obliterated, I'm trying to get through Gotta move this mountain... It's like moving mountains... But I keep climbing and hoping things would change And the sky turns grey, and the water from the rain, washes progress away It's like moving mountains... It's like moving mountains... Well baby why you just leave me Just leave me be Just leave me Just leave me be Why you just leave me Just leave me be Why you just leave me Just leave me be oh I know sorries, just wouldn't do it My heart is obliterated, I'm trying travel through But it's like moving mountains... It's like moving mountains... hey But I keep climbing and hoping things would change And the sky turns grey, and the water from the rain washes progress away It's like moving a mountain... It's like moving mountains... Well baby why you just leave me, Just leave me be Just leave me just leave me be Why you just leave me just leave me be Why you just leave me just leave me be ooh Amazing song.
There's a man, on the corner, with his hands Holding tightly to his hat so it won't blow away With a girl, with her hands, in her pockets Holding tightly to her money so she won't blow it today It's all the saaaaame, every day blah I don't feel like typing the rest out.
you'll be given love you'll be taken care of you'll be given love you have to trust it maybe not from the sources you have poured yours maybe not from the directions you are staring at trust your head around it's all around you all is full of love all around you all is full of love you just aint receiving all is full of love your phone is off the hook all is full of love your doors are all shut all is full of love! all is full of love all is full of love all is full of love all is full of love all is full of love
I love you You love me We're a happy family With a great big hug And a kiss from me to you Won't you say you love me too? I love you You love me We're best friends Like friends should be With a great big hug And a kiss from me to you Won't you say you love me too? (dedicated to MC )
I'm a cucumber, I'm a cucumber, I'm a cucumber, I'm a cucumber, I'm a cucumber, I'm a cucumber, Please don't take me to the pickle farm. Yeah! -Brak (dedicated to MC )
I'm coming out of my cage And I’ve been doing just fine Gotta gotta gotta be down Because I want it all It started out with a kiss How did it end up like this It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss Now I’m falling asleep And she’s calling a cab While he’s having a smoke And she’s taking a drag Now they’re going to bed And my stomach is sick And it’s all in my head But she’s touching his—chest Now, he takes off her dress Now, let me go I just can’t look its killing me And taking control Jealousy, turning saints into the sea Swimming through sick lullabies Choking on your alibis But it’s just the price I pay Destiny is calling me Open up my eager eyes ‘Cause I’m Mr Brightside I’m coming out of my cage And I’ve been doing just fine Gotta gotta gotta be down Because I want it all It started out with a kiss How did it end up like this It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss Now I’m falling asleep And she’s calling a cab While he’s having a smoke And she’s taking a drag Now they’re going to bed And my stomach is sick And it’s all in my head But she’s touching his—chest Now, he takes off her dress Now, let me go I just can’t look its killing me And taking control Jealousy, turning saints into the sea Swimming through sick lullabies Choking on your alibi But it’s just the price I pay Destiny is calling me Open up my eager eyes ‘Cause I’m Mr Brightside I never... I never... I never...
Bad Horse Bad Horse Bad Horse Bad Horse He rides across the nation The thoroughbred of sin He got the application You just sent in It needs evaluation So let the games begin A heinous crime, a show of force A murder would be nice of course Bad Horse Bad Horse Bad Horse He’s Bad The Evil League of Evil Is watching so beware The grade that you receive Will be your last we swear So make the Bad Horse gleeful Or he’ll make you his mare... You’re saddled up There’s no recourse It’s Hi-Ho Silver Signed, Bad Horse