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Tomatentöter

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Towards Dead End


No flickering light at the end of the path
Confront repressions of the past
Fear... Prevail... Insanity... Obey!
Draw back in silence to dwell in anxiety
No matter where I am, I'm alone
My dreams are shattered
into thousand running tears
The tears keep dripping down, down,
deep, down from my veins

I'm walking towards dead end I'm walking all alone
Two steps behind insanity
There's no starlight guiding my way throught this downward death row
Soon will be the time I have to go...

Little by little the end is drawing near
Another night and so little blood to spare
(Ya can hurt me... but ya can't possess me 'Y know...)

Kill me, hurt me, fuck me, rape me, you won't have me!

Draw back in silence to dwell in anxiety,
No matter where I am, I'm alone. I'm crying outloud
the tears of blood I bleed, so fuck the world,
I'll go now, I don't care. (Who cares?)

I'm walking towards dead end, and I'm walking all alone
Two steps ago I past insanity
There's no starlight guiding my way out this downward death row
So now is the time I have to go
 

Elch

W:O:A Metalhead
Auch wenn Europe nicht aufs Bang your Head kommen:

Ready or not but I waste no time
I'm headin' out with some friends of mine
Holdin' on to what we've got
Oh even if we're ready or not

Ready or not but they're back in town
The word is out that this time around
They'll be lettin' go with all they've got
Oh even if we're ready or not

Rock me til I hit that floor
Rock me til I take no more
Rock this hungry heart of mine
Rock me down right to the ground
Rock me like you never done before
Then rock me just a little more

Ready or not but for all I know
We'll be hangin' on til it's time to go
We're always there with all we've got
Oh even if we're ready or not

Ready or not but i waste no time...

Rock me til I hit that floor...

Yeah ! Yeah ! Yeah ! :cool: :D
 

METALPOPE667

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Accident Of Birth

Journey back to the dark side, back into the womb
Back to where the spirits move like vapor from the tomb
The center of the cyclone, blowing out the sun
Break the shackles of your union to the light

I might've had a brother
As I was born, they dragged him under
To the other side of twilight
He's waiting for me now

Nativity was lost on me
I didn't ask, I couldn't see
What created me
What and where and how

Welcome home - it's been too long, we've missed you
Welcome home - we've opened up the gates
Welcome home - to your brothers and sisters
Welcome home - to an accident of birth

Feel our bodies breathing as you try to stop believing
There's nothing you can do about your shadows
You can fight us, you are like us
And your body will betray you
Lay down and die like all the others

Where are the angels and their wings of freedom?
Jesus had his day off when they pulled you through...

Welcome home - it's been too long, we've missed you
Welcome home - we've opened up the gates
Welcome home - to your brothers and sisters
Welcome home - to an accident of birth
(to an accident of birth)

Vision's growing dim as the daylight fades away
I'm spinning, twisting, black
Well, it's your dying day

Welcome home - it's been too long, we've missed you
Welcome home - we've opened up the gates
Welcome home - to your brothers and sisters
Welcome home - to an accident of birth

Welcome home - it's been too long, we've missed you
Welcome home - we've opened up the gates
Welcome home - to your brothers and sisters
Welcome home - to an accident of birth




*gröhl*
 

grinsekatze666

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For The Masses

*brüll*

I've got the music for the masses
The pounding drums of slavery
Blood for oil from lower classes
Sold out for democracy

It's a war
And I want more
It's a war
Give me what I'm paying for

Put on war paint, bring out the flag
Kiss your loved ones now goodbye
Caveman days will soon be back
With death now falling from the sky

It's a war
And I want more
It's a war
Give me what I'm paying for

With fear I buy the people's vote
I tell them tales of terror
Diffrent cultures I just loathe
I am the god of error
 

Hex

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Es regnet Glas
Es regent Glas
Es regnet Glas
und Tränen!
 

Kate McGee

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Fiddler's Green - Never Again

Yeah, Yeah

See me walking on the streets of Berlin
So many faces I will never know
I’m thinking maybe I could use direction
I’m going with the flow

Yeah Yeah

Icy fingers playing to the money
A band from Lima singing out of tune
I could go and choose another sky but I
Gotta wait for you

Never again will I lose my own way
It’s never again, no more cheating today
Never again will I lie to myself
Cause I’m going insane when the sun feels like rain

Yeah Yeah

A Roman statue eyeing little children
The wind is chasing an old paper cup
Babe it’s true I’ve built my life around you
Take a look inside

The world goes in the world goes out
There‘s no reflection of a doubt
No compromise and no disguise
This thing’s for real

Never again will I lose my own way
It’s never again, no more cheating today
Never again will I lie to myself
Cause I’m going insane when the sun feels like rain
And I won’t run away
No more cheating today
I need one of my kind
Gotta be in the light
Take me out of the flow
When I stand in a row
Cause I’m going insane

Yeah Yeah...
 

Tomatentöter

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Equilibrium - Der Sturm



Wie ein Sturm so fegen wir
in die Schlacht hinein!
Das Heer, es singt, der Kampf beginnt,
der Sieg wird unser sein!

Wenn die Schilde krachen, die Schlächter lachen,
der Tod so hart und schnell
Der Wind er trägt mein Stoßgebet
in die kalte Welt
Das Haupt erhoben, Schwert gezogen,
stürz ich in die Flut
Breche mich durch heiße Wogen,
mein Schwert starrt rot vor Blut

Die Schlacht, sie tobt so wunderbar
mit berstender Gewalt!
Feurig blitzend, donnernd krachend,
naht das Ende bald!

Wenn die Schilde krachen, die Schlächter lachen,
der Tod so hart und schnell
Der Wind er trägt mein Stoßgebet
in die kalte Welt
Das Haupt erhoben, Schwert gezogen,
stürz ich in die Flut
Breche mich durch heiße Wogen,
mein Schwert starrt rot vor Blut

Fortgezogen ist die Flut,
die uns feurig barg!
Schau nun vor dich auf das Feld,
des Sturmes letzte Tat!
 

Tomatentöter

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Met

Kennst Du den Urknall aus dem Horn?
Kennst Du den Grund für der Nordmannen Zorn?
Klar wie das Wasser aus unseren Tälern,
gelb wie reife Weizenähren,
aus dem Fasse muss er fliessen,
damit wir Schlacht und Sieg begießen.

Met, Met, Met, Met, Met, Met

Hoch im Norden, tief im Nebel,
wo die Mannen mit Njørd segeln,
dort wollen wir im Kampfe die Äxte schwingen,
nach der Jagdzeit am Feuer singen
die Hörner und die Humpen heben:
der Met, der ist ein Asensegen!

Met, Met, Met, Met, Met, Met
 

Tomatentöter

W:O:A Metalgod
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Försvinn Du Som Lyser

Ett skri nu ekar, midnatten vrålar
Svart ondska, himmelen målar
Brutit sig loss, sina bojor lämnat
Snart gamla onddåd hämnat

Marken skakar där ropet hörs
Allstans mord och ondskap görs
Gyttja dränker skog och berg
Svart må bli nu himmelens färg

Korp och kråka sina mat nu får
De följa stigen där döden går
Solen täcks, ej frysa mera
Den höljd är nu, med blod och lera
 

Tomatentöter

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Candlemass - Bullfest

Klappa takten alla bagarbarn,
Bullfest, bullfest hela da´n.
Vetemjöl från livets grottekvarn,
Bullfest, bullfest hela da´n.
Vi är alla glada bagarbarn,
Bullfest, bullfest hela da´n.
Slå på stort det har vi alltid gjort,
så det är bullfest, bullfest hela da´n.

Hej, goddagspiltar vi ska ha det bra.
Svensken på sofflock gnolar go´och gla´, ja:
Lyckans tårta lyser giftigt grön,
Bullfest, bullfest hela da´n.
Slå på stort det har vi alltid gjort.
så det är bullfest, bullfest hela da´n.

Sofflocken locka pocka och dra.
Magra och tjocka, vi ska ha det bra, ja:

Klappa takten alla bagarbarn, . . . .
 

Krebs macht frei

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Viva La Muerte von Pungent Stench

Que pasa Hombre, do you know what's up?
Don't fuck with me, baby, I'm gonna kick your butt
Your blood will flow when I start to cut
I'm a thriller, a chiller, a killer and though like Godzilla!
Man you gotta kiss me where the sun don't shine
I'm an assassin,
I kick your ass and I tear your spine.
Pretty soon your face will be my seat
But before you die you will dance this pungent beat
I think you don't know what I am
A homicidal lunatic
Despire of mankind
Human life ain't shit to me
And you will repent
That you came into my life, fuck your body up like a carcrash
Shoot you in your head, turn your face into a mash
I'm not afraid to die, because I am invincible
Viva la muerte, that's my goddamn principle
Yeah I like to kill at will
Against a guy like me exists no medicine or pill
Fucking bath my hand in human waste
Your twisting flesh is what I wanna taste
The disagreeable part is yet to come
I'm gonna get your bitch and fuck this piece of scum
And when you start to smell, after a while
She has to suck your dick, when I screw her in doggy-style
I jerk off in your face
And she licks it up
She swallows everything
Watching this stupid chick
Sucking a deadmans dick
Makes me really hot
Just like a rebel, I'm making trouble
Bitch, shut up otherwise you make it double
Don't offer resistance, because I am invincible
Viva la muerte, that's my motherfucking principle
 

Hex

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Laichzeit von Rammstein

Er liebt die Mutter,
und von der Seite,
den Fisch
gibt er ihr Selbst

Dieser heutet sich von lehren hoden die alte haut felt auf dem boden

Er liebt die Schwester,
und von Hinten,
der Fisch
flickt sich zum Mund.

Die Käme blutig nach zum saubin an den roten grossen Augen!

Laichzeit!
Es ist Laichzeit.

Er liebt den hund,
Oh gott von oben!
Der fisch jetzt mit den Zunge Kußt!
Speit toten milch dir ins Gesicht!
Ihm anzufaßen wagst du nicht.

Lachzeit!
Uberall Fischmilch!
Laichzeit!
Es ist Laichzeit.

Die Mutter hat das Meer geholt.
Laichzeit, Laichzeit!
Die Schwestern haben keinen Zeit.
Lauchzeit, Laichzeit!
Der Hund stieht winkend am Gestade.
Laichzeit, Laichzeit!
Der Fisch brauch seine Einsammskeit.
 
BATTLELORE


Sons Of Riddermark

Horse lords the men of Rohan
Allies of Gondor the land below
Green fields they guard with honour
Eastern terror, keep away!
Finest chargers of Middle-earth
They raise and ride
See the banners of Riddermark
If you're foe, you should run or hide

River Anduin, Fangorn forest
Mountains of Mist and White Horn
Mighty borders surround the Kingdom
Strong regions to guard the land

Edoras the heart of Rohan
Capital of Riddermark
Fortresses around the realm
Dunharrow and Helm's Deep
Citadels so hard to annex
Victory in both of them...
Battle of the Pelennor Fields
Invasion of Dunlending

Third Age of the Sun
The Battlefield of Celebrant
Orchish triumph was so near
Then the third army arrived
There's no enemy who
Could ever oberwhelm those plains of light
Steal their fate of better times
And kill the fire in their eyes

Golden-haired horsemen
And their King Eorl the Young
Victory by the Eothed
Salvation to the southern lands
Great reward they have gained
From the people they have saved
Expression of gratitude
On northern fields they stay​
 
BATTLELORE


Buccaneers Inn

Numenorean corsairs
Your sons have stepped ashore
From the battle and storms
With northern fleets
Great treasure they fought
From the shores of Gondor
Drove their men into the sea
It's time for the feast

To the habour of Umbar
Like a wind we sail
Your pitful slaves now row
Tonight we will celebrate

Open your barrels
Bring me your finest wine
Where are the women?
Your heroes have arrived
No sleep tonight my friends
It's time for the pleasures
Because it is soon another day
And our ship leaves again

Fill my mug, I just want to forget
All the troubles and fighting
And the ghosts in my head
Dancing and drinking
In Buccaneers Inn
And later tonight it's time for sin

No need to worry the future
Let's live the moment
It's our time we are not going to waste it
The morning seems like torment