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2001stardancer

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www.reinhold-stuhr.de
I rode to my homeland
And carried the memory over the valley below
And the heart of a nation
The war cry was blazing
And the loss of my brothers and sons
Were all in the name of civilisation

The empty moon saw I was leaving
With pride and hope in my heart
The mountains talk of faraway dreaming

So came the invasion
Across from a faraway place into the new world
With guns and new order
They gave us religion
Then took away all of our rights and forced
Us to live behind their new border

The four winds blow and bring a new vision
Where children laugh without fear
The land will speak and people will listen

But yesterday my life was fading
With every reason to die
Ten miles to the north
As I rode my red horse in the dying sun
And then when I saw the white soldiers
Oone hundred or more in a line
Kill for the land
Saying their law will stand
What kind of God do they see?

The fighting is over
No matter what fear they might bring
My country will live
The dust clouds are falling
I stood by the river
And breathing the air that is life
Within the black hills
My spiritual calling

But yesterday my life was fading
With every reason to die
Ten miles to the north
As I rode my red horse in the dying sun
And then when I saw the white soldiers
Oone hundred or more in a line
Kill for the land
Saying their law will stand
What kind of God do they see?
What kind of God can this be?
 

saroman

W:O:A Metalmaster
7 Aug. 2013
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Am falschen Isar-Ufer
Das träller ich heut schon den ganzen Tag vor mich hin. Allerdings reicht meine Textsicherheit noch nicht für alle Strophen :)

Gamma Ray - Avalon

Walking through the mists again
Avalon, seem caught forever
I don't know where I belong
holding on and waiting

Eternity, a lonely grave
from the haze of time I'm calling
is our journey to begin
or am I only dreaming

In a land far away from here
like a star that's blinding
heaven's magic silently appeared
and I'm leaving for the dawn

Is it true that i must sleep
forevermore, just watching changes
heaven knows the story is not over
and the knights will gather

Out in the cold, so long forgotten
leaving the past behind
so timeless we're here, and we will reappear
to find god

From the land of make-believe
comes the faith of the unbeliever
and the eyes of god have turned away
from Avalon
And belief is the holy grail
of the fool and the mass deceiver
turning good into evil deeds
so rise from Avalon

Now has come the point of no return
and I'm feeling fire, fill my veins
the torches starts to burn
and the quest is starting

it's up to you to be forgotten
saddle the horses now
the mindless shall fear when we all reappear
to rise up

From the land of make-believe
comes the faith of the unbeliever
and the eyes of god have turned away
from Avalon
And belief is the holy grail
of the fool and the mass deceiver
turning good into evil deeds
so rise from Avalon

13 knights to reappear
Merlin can you, can you hear
can you see the past and the tomorrow

tell me can we now succeed
find the grail and turn the key
find a better future for us all

ride on out and make the world
brighter than a shiny pearl
for all

Heaven knows I wait for thee
give my love eternally
I'm calling, calling for you on an island in the sun,
only wait for things to come
never think about tomorrow
building castles in the sand,
wait for you to take my hand
without fear and without sorrow

From the land of make-believe
comes the faith of the unbeliever
and the eyes of god have turned away
from Avalon
And belief is the holy grail
of the fool and the mass deceiver
turning good into evil deeds
so rise from Avalon

in the morning sun
our journey has begun
don't close your eyes and turn away

put and end to all the grief
to the pain from the make-believe
don't close your eyes and turn away

in the land of the unbeliever
tear the mask of the mass deceiver
don't close your eyes and turn away

in the rays of the morning sun
our journey has begun
don't close your eyes and turn away
 

Nebelkrähe

W:O:A Metalmaster
2 Feb. 2014
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Schleswig-Holstein, anner Ostsee
Das träller ich heut schon den ganzen Tag vor mich hin. Allerdings reicht meine Textsicherheit noch nicht für alle Strophen :)

Gamma Ray - Avalon

Walking through the mists again
Avalon, seem caught forever
I don't know where I belong
holding on and waiting

Eternity, a lonely grave
from the haze of time I'm calling
is our journey to begin
or am I only dreaming

In a land far away from here
like a star that's blinding
heaven's magic silently appeared
and I'm leaving for the dawn

Is it true that i must sleep
forevermore, just watching changes
heaven knows the story is not over
and the knights will gather

Out in the cold, so long forgotten
leaving the past behind
so timeless we're here, and we will reappear
to find god

From the land of make-believe
comes the faith of the unbeliever
and the eyes of god have turned away
from Avalon
And belief is the holy grail
of the fool and the mass deceiver
turning good into evil deeds
so rise from Avalon

Now has come the point of no return
and I'm feeling fire, fill my veins
the torches starts to burn
and the quest is starting

it's up to you to be forgotten
saddle the horses now
the mindless shall fear when we all reappear
to rise up

From the land of make-believe
comes the faith of the unbeliever
and the eyes of god have turned away
from Avalon
And belief is the holy grail
of the fool and the mass deceiver
turning good into evil deeds
so rise from Avalon

13 knights to reappear
Merlin can you, can you hear
can you see the past and the tomorrow

tell me can we now succeed
find the grail and turn the key
find a better future for us all

ride on out and make the world
brighter than a shiny pearl
for all

Heaven knows I wait for thee
give my love eternally
I'm calling, calling for you on an island in the sun,
only wait for things to come
never think about tomorrow
building castles in the sand,
wait for you to take my hand
without fear and without sorrow

From the land of make-believe
comes the faith of the unbeliever
and the eyes of god have turned away
from Avalon
And belief is the holy grail
of the fool and the mass deceiver
turning good into evil deeds
so rise from Avalon

in the morning sun
our journey has begun
don't close your eyes and turn away

put and end to all the grief
to the pain from the make-believe
don't close your eyes and turn away

in the land of the unbeliever
tear the mask of the mass deceiver
don't close your eyes and turn away

in the rays of the morning sun
our journey has begun
don't close your eyes and turn away

is ja auch verdammt langes lied!
ich versuch die ganze zeit, hammerfall - dark wings, dark words zusammen zu kriegen...
 

Tomatentöter

W:O:A Metalgod
23 Aug. 2004
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Metalfranken
Today I killed, he was just a boy
Eight before him, I knew them all
In the fields a dying oath...
I'd kill them all to save my own

Cut me free, Bleed with me, Oh no
One by one, We will fall, down down
Pull the plug, End the pain, Run'n fight for life
Hold on tight, this ain't my fight

Deliver me from this war
It's not for me it's because of you
Devil's instant my eternity
Obey to kill to save yourself

Cut me free ...

"I envy the 9 lives that gave me hell
My path made up by their torn bodies
Man to man, soldier to soldier, dust to dust
Call me a coward but I can't take it anymore"

They wait for me back home
The live with eyes turned away
They were the first ones to see
They are the last ones to bleed

"The ultimate high as all beautiful dies
A ruler's tool, priest's excuse, tyrant's delight...
I alone, the great white hunter
I'll march till the dawn brings me rest
10th patriot at the gallow's pole!"

Cut me free ...
 

Hex

W:O:A Metalgod
4 März 2004
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Metal Church - Anthem to the Estranged

Starved for destination, a beggar man by trade
A desperate man needs more than someone else to blame
Friendless he appears, he hides behind his tears
For things he's lost, or things he'll never have at all

The forgotten man wanders misplaced in the world
Obscurity is all the eye can see, and I recall

All alone again

As we pass on by and continue with our day
Can we appraise the quality of life some other way?

All alone again

When you take a longer look at someone on the run
You may see reflections of yourself becoming one
Take an extra moment when you find yourself at peace
To think about your values and your own affluency

Everything you've worked for and everything you've done
May be thrown by the wayside, and you're not the only one
Everything around you may seen worn and overused
But imagine yourself removed from all that you're used to

All alone again

Once an influential man, once was in his prime
He spends his days repeating lines like "can you spare a dime?"
Shunned by those loved you and by those who were your friends
Can you adjust to a different life of living on the edge?

The destitute find meaning in a different way of life
The doorways that they dwell in are shelter in the night
No shining crystal possessions set out for his display
His purpose is to find the food to get him throught the day

All alone again

Roaming aimless through the streets of supply and demand
Once a gypsy disconnected, no more, no future plans
Self discarded king of ruin, worthless to the world
Fight to keep his sanity, his voice is never heard

You may think it thoughtless and his mind is on a string (?)
He always seems to find a reason to get him through the day

All alone again

He staggers down the alley to drink his spirits by himself
As he prays to God that he wakes up somewhere else



Verdammt guter Text!:cool:
 

Hex

W:O:A Metalgod
4 März 2004
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Kickapoo

[Jack Black]
A long ass fuckin' time ago,
In a town called Kickapoo,
There lived a humble family
Religious through and through.
But yay there was a black sheep
And he knew just what to do.
His name was young J.B. and he refused to step in-line.
A vision he did see-eth
Fuckin' rockin' all the time.
He wrote a tasty jam and all the planets did align

[Jack Black]
Oh the dragons balls were blazin' as I stepped into his cave,
Then I sliced his fuckin' cockles,
With a long and shiney blade!
'Twas I who fucked the dragon,
Fuckalize sing-fuckaloo!
And if you try to fuck with me,
Then I shall fuck you too!
Gotta get it on in the party zone!
I gots to shoot a load in the party zone!
Gotta lick a toad in the party zone!
Gotta suck a chode in the party zone!

[Meat Loaf]
You've disobeyed my orders, son,
Why were you ever born?.
Your brother's ten times better than you,
Jesus loves him more.
This music that you play for us comes from the depths of hell.
Rock and roll's The Devil's work, he wants you to rebel.
You'll become a mindless puppet;
Beelzebub will pull the strings!
Your heart will lose direction,
And chaos it will bring.
You'd better shut your mouth,
Better watch your tone!
You're grounded for a week with no telephone!
Don't let me here you cry,
Don't let me hear you moan!
You gotta praise The Lord when you're in my home!

[Jack Black]
Dio can you hear me?
I am lost and so alone.
I'm askin' for your guidance.
Won't you come down from your throne?
I need a tight compadre who will teach me how to rock.
My father thinks you're evil,
But man, he can suck a cock.
Rock is not The Devil's work,
It's magical and rad.
I'll never rock as long as I am stuck here with my dad

[Ronnie James Dio]
I hear you brave young Jaybles,
You are hungry for the rock.
But to learn the ancient method,
Sacred doors you must unlock.
Escape your father's clutches,
And this oppressive neighborhood.
On a journey you must go,
To find the land of Hollywood!
In The City of Fallen Angels,
Where the ocean meets the sand,
You will form a strong alliance,
And the world's most awesome band.
To find your fame and fortune,
Through the valley you must walk.
You will face your inner demons.
Now go my son and rock!

[Jack Black]
So he bailed from fuckin' Kickapoo With hunger in his heart;
And he journeyed far and wide to find the secrets of his art;
But in the end he knew that he would find his counterpart.
Rooooock. Rah-ha-ha-ha-hock. Raye-yayayayaye-yock
 

Warhellhammer

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Ich hasse Seitenscheitel. Ich hasse Rasenmäher.
Ich hasse Schäferhunde. Ich hasse Lederhosen.
Ich hasse Luftmatratzen, Mandarinen, Ziegelsteine,
Kugelschreiber, Axelhaare, Telefone, Bürgermeister.
Große Menschen, kleine Menschen, alle Menschen !

Ich hasse Gartenzwerge. Ich hasse Rettungsschwimmer.
Ich hasse Mayonnaise. Ich hasse Leberflecken.
Ich hasse Fairy Ultra, Taschentücher, Schokoriegel,
Apfelkerne, Sonnenbrillen, Gummibären, Fingernägel,
Kluge Kinder, dumme Kinder, Freche, Artige !

Ich hasse Nebensätze. Ich hasse Autofahrer.
Ich hasse braune Schuhe. Ich hasse lila Kühe.
Ich hasse Mischgemüse, Regenwälder, Buckelwale,
Postbeamte, Osterhasen, Donnerstage, Blumentöpfe !
Junge Frauen, alte Frauen., Blonde, Schwarze, Dicke, Dünne !

Braune Scheisse. Gelbe Scheisse. Grüne Scheisse. Schwarze Scheisse.
Weiche Scheisse. Harte Scheisse. Alte Scheisse. Frische Scheiße.
Sadoscheisse. Masoscheisse. Nasse Scheisse. Trock´ne Scheisse.
Pissescheisse. Kackescheisse. meine und deine Scheisse



...und noch eins:

Es kotzt mich an, wenn ich im Supermarkt
Die Sachen umgefüllt
Und jetzt der Pudding unten liegt
Und alles aus dem Beutel quillt
Es kotzt mich an, wenn Espandrillos
Nach dem ersten Regenguss
So aussehen wie ein Sack voll Scheiße,
Und ich sie wegschmeißen muß
Es kotzt mich an, wenn auf dem Radweg
Plötzlich Hundescheiße liegt
Und weil mein Rad kein Schutzblech hat
Mir alles auf den Rücken fliegt

Es kotzt mich an
Es kotzt mich an
Es kotzt mich maximal an

Es kotzt mich an, wenn Kinder stürmen
In den Bus mit viel Geschrei
Und plötzlich stinkt es so nach Scheiße,
Kakao und Haferbrei
Es kotzt mich an, wenn mir die Stulle
Runterfällt, es kotzt mich an
Wenn ich 'ne Morgenlatte hab
Und nicht ins Becken zielen kann
Es kotzt mich an, wenn es beim Scheißen
Am Sack 'nen Streifen gibt
Weil meine Wurscht zu lang ist, unten
aufkommt und nach vorne kippt

Es kotzt mich an ...

Es kotzt mich an, wenn ich im Auto zu dicht
An der Ampel steh
Und meinen Kopf nach unten biegen muß
Damit ich etwas seh
Es kotzt mich an, wenn das Stück Butter
Über Nacht im Kühlschrank steht
Und wenn ich morgens meine Schrippe
Schmieren will, es nicht geht
Es kotzt mich an, wenn eine Zeitung
Viel zu groß ist um sie in
Der Bahn zu lesen und ich weiß nicht
Mit dem ganzen Scheiß wohin

Es kotzt mich an ...
 

Tomatentöter

W:O:A Metalgod
23 Aug. 2004
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Metalfranken
Glinsende månelys ovenfor driver
Frostlagte stier viser vei
Svarte sjeler farer henover natten
Inn gjennom skodde heim

Alt har svartnet
Alt lys er svunnet hen
Lødig trer vi nå inn i Riket
I minne om at våre spor blir fulgt

Omgitt av sorgens dis
Skrider ferden frem
Som en skare av likkledde skrømt
Vandrer vi jervens hjem

Brisen fører oss over norske myrer
Forbi hver en tåkegrend
Med hatet i våre harme sinn
Reiser vi for aldri å komme igjen
 

Strawman

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21 März 2013
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Kreis Ostholstein
King's X - Lost in Germany

Moving in a bus too close for comfort
listening to all the gibberish around me
Wonder, how much longer I can stand it
Looking for a phone I could not find

Like a politician in disguise
You know I had to look you in the eyes and smile
while I crawled another mile in
Germany
Lost in Germany

Swimming in an ocean of your feelings
counting every moment go one by one
Laughing to keep from crying out in anger
Praying that I can make it through this night

It was like a never ending week
but I learned to turn the other cheek and smile
while I run for one more mile in
Germany
Lost in Germany
Germany
Lost in Germany

Shooting at a target that eludes me
hammering on a nail that just won't go in
biting on a tongue that wants to speak out
searching for a light that I can shine

But now I have crossed that borderline
and wonder if I'll ever find your hand
'cause I did not under stand in
Germany
Lost in Germany
Germany
Lost in Germany





(In diesem Song haben King's X ihre Erlebnisse und Erfahrungen im Vorprogramm der "Razor's Edge" Tour von AC/DC verarbeitet. Wer damals bei der Tour dabei war, weiß, was ich meine. Ich war beim Konzi in Kiel dabei und King's X sind von Anfang an ausgebuht worden. Die Bands passen einfach nicht zusammen)
 

Daimon Ion

W:O:A Metalmaster
4 Sep. 2012
11.403
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aus der Rhön
Glinsende månelys ovenfor driver
Frostlagte stier viser vei
Svarte sjeler farer henover natten
Inn gjennom skodde heim

Alt har svartnet
Alt lys er svunnet hen
Lødig trer vi nå inn i Riket
I minne om at våre spor blir fulgt

Omgitt av sorgens dis
Skrider ferden frem
Som en skare av likkledde skrømt
Vandrer vi jervens hjem

Brisen fører oss over norske myrer
Forbi hver en tåkegrend
Med hatet i våre harme sinn
Reiser vi for aldri å komme igjen


Eins der besten Lieder von Dimmu Borgir! :rolleyes:
 

Tomatentöter

W:O:A Metalgod
23 Aug. 2004
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Metalfranken
Stadtbus, V.A.G., Citybus, Kannapee
Hochstraße, U.B.-Med, Siemens, Universität,
Fuchsenwiese, Westparkplatz, Schlossgarten, Bohlenplatz,
Hahlweg, Heusteg, Terror auf dem Fahrradweg.
Dechsendorfer, Segelboot, Rednitzgrund, Abendrot,
Franken II, Atemnot, Hauptstraße, Hundekot,
Entla’s Keller, Bier im Blut, mit 2 Promille geht’s mir gut,
E-Werk, Hausverbot, mir treff’m uns im Hühnertod.

Mir sta’dd’n etz die Feier,
Ganz Erlangen feiert, bis der Letzte reihert.
Mir sta’dd’n etz die Feier,
Ja wir spiel’n die Hits an und wir trinken Kitzmann.

CSG, MTG, ASG und GFE,
Emmy-Noether, CEG, Theater in der Garage,
Jugendclub in Dennaloh, Orange, Force, und anderswo,
J.B.O. macht Kinder froh, Heinz und Kunz ja sowieso.
Palm & Enke, Neuer Markt, Uniklinik, Herzinfarkt,
Rocky Mountain, Paisley Park, Crush, Dock 7, alles Quark!
Kitzmann, Bergkirchweih, Schornbaumstraße, Polizei,
Kinderstube, FSV, der Doni is’ a alde Sau!

Refrääh

Iron Horses, Zerberus, jeder g’richt eins auf die Nuss,
Den Damm nach Kosbach brauch’ mer bald,
Mein Auto fährt auch ohne Wald.
Frankenschnellweg, Regnitztal, Ludwig-Donau-Main-Kanal,
Lorlebergplatz, Kreisverkehr, denn Kreisverkehr erregt uns sehr.
Downtown, Clima, Schlupfwinkel und Omega,
Napoli, Pizza, vom Smile direkt ins BZK,
Gebbertstraße, Röthelheim, Kartoffelsalat, schlechter Reim,
Waldscheißhaus, Sieglitzhof, das war jetzt die dritte Stroph’.

Refrääh

Horten, Quelle, Sundermann, Spielothek gleich nebenan,
Glocken, Lamm, Supermann, Schauburg und Manhattan,
Infektion im Freibad West, jeder kriegt die Beulenpest,
Schlimmer noch, Kleptomanie in der Grande Galerie,
Autofahrer sind in Not, denn sie fühlen sich bedroht,
Vor der Uni übt man schon die Fahrradfahrer-Invasion.

Refrääh

Mir sta’dd’n etz die Feier,
Ja, wir leer’n die Fässer es wird immer besser
Mir sta’dd’n etz die Feier,
Ja, wir leer’n die Kästen, denn wir sind die Besten
Mir sta’dd’n etz die Feier,
Ja, wir ham ‘ne Party, jeder kricht’n Smartie.
Mir sta’dd’n etz die Feier,
Ganz Erlangen feirt, es wird immer besser (häh?)
Mir sta’dd’n etz die Feier,
Ja, wir spiel’n die Hits an, bis der letzte reihert.
Mir sta’dd’n etz die Feier,
Billy Joel muss speien, muss das wirklich seien?