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Weird al Yankovic - Albuquerque

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Way back when I was just a little bitty boy living in a box under the stairs in the corner of the basement half a block down the street from Jerry's Bait shop

You know the place

well anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was just peachy

 

Except, of course, for the undeniable fact that every single morning

My mother would make me a big bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast

 

Awww - Big bowl of sauerkraut

Every single mornin

It was driving me crazy

 

I said to my mom

I said "Hey, mom, what's with all the sauerkraut?"

And my dear, sweet mother

She just looked at my like a cow looks at an oncoming train

And she leaned right down next to me

And she said "IT'S GOOD FOR YOU"

And then she tied me to the wall and stuck a funnel in my mouth

And force fed me nothing but sauerkraut until I was twenty six and a half years old

 

That's when I swore that someday

Someday I would get outta that basement and travel to a magical, far away place

Where the sun is always shining and the air smells like warm root beer

And the towels are oh so fluffy

Where the shriners and the lepers play their ukuleles all day long

And anyone on the street will glady shave your back for a nickel

 

Wacka wacka doodoo yeah

 

Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't long at all before my dream came true

Because the very next day, a local radio station had this contest

To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's butt

I was off by three, but I still won the grand prize

That's right, a first class one-way ticket to

 

Albuquerque

Albuquerque

 

Oh yeah

You know, I'd never been on a real airplane before

And I gotta tell ya, it was really great

Except that I had to sit between two large Albanian women with excruciatingly severe body odor

And the little kid in back of me kept throwin' up the whole time

The flight attendants ran out of Dr. Pepper and salted peanuts

And the in-flight movie was Bio-Dome with Pauly Shore

And, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines burned out

And we went into a tailspin and crashed into a hillside

And the plane exploded in a giant fireball and everybody died

Except for me

You know why?

 

'Cause I had my tray table up

And my seat back in the full upright position

Had my tray table up

And my seat back in the full upright position

Had my tray table up

And my seat back in the full upright position

 

Ah ha ha ha

Ah ha ha

Ahhhh

 

So I crawled from the twisted, burnin' wreckage

I crawled on my hands and knees for three full days

Draggin' along my big leather suitcase and my garment bag

And my tenor saxophone and my twelve-pound bowling ball

And my lucky, lucky autographed glow-in-the-dark snorkel

But finally I arrived at the world famous Albuquerque Holiday Inn

Where the towels are oh so fluffy

And you can eat your soup right out of the ashtrays if you wanna

It's OK, they're clean

 

Well, I checked into my room and I turned down the A/C

And I turned on the SpectraVision

And I'm just about to eat that little chocolate mint on my pillow

That I love so very, very much when suddenly, there's a knock on the door

 

Well now, who could that be?

I say "Who is it?"

No answer

"Who is it?"

There's no answer

"WHO IS IT?"

They're not sayin' anything

 

So, finally I go over and I open the door and just as I suspected

It's some big fat hermaphrodite with a Flock-Of-Seagulls haircut and only one nostril

Oh man, I hate it when I'm right

So anyway, he bursts into my room and he grabs my lucky snorkel

And I'm like "Hey, you can't have that"

"That snorkel's been just like a snorkel to me"

And he's like "Tough"

And I'm like "Give it"

And he's like "Make me"

And I'm like "'Kay"

So I grabbed his leg and he grabbed my esophagus

And I bit off his ear and he chewed off my eyebrows

And I took out his appendix and he gave me a colonic irrigation

Yes indeed, you better believe it

And somehow in the middle of it all, the phone got knocked off the hook

And twenty seconds later, I heard a familiar voice

And you know what it said?

I'll tell you what it said

 

It said

"If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"

"If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"

"If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"

"If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"

 

In Albuquerque

Albuquerque

 

Well, to cut a long story short, he got away with my snorkel

But I made a a solemn vow right then and there that I would not rest

I would not sleep for an instant until the one-nostrilled man was brought to justice

But first, I decided to buy some donuts

 

So I got in my car and I drove over to the donut shop

And I walked on up to the guy behind the counter

And he says "Yeah, what do ya want?"

I said "You got any glazed donuts?"

He said "No, we're outta glazed donuts"

I said "You got any jelly donuts?"

He said "No, we're outta jelly donuts"

I said "You got any Bavarian cream-filled donuts?"

He said "No, we're outta Bavarian cream-filled donuts"

I said "You got any cinnamon rolls?"

He said "No, we're outta cinnamon rolls"

I said "You got any apple fritters?"

He said "No, we're outta apple fritters"

I said "You got any bear claws?"

He said "Wait a minute, I'll go check"

"No, we're outta bear claws"

I said "Well, in that case - in that case, what do you have?"

He says "All I got right now is this box of one dozen starving, crazed weasels"

I said "OK, I'll take that"

 

So he hands me the box and I open up the lid and the weasels jump out

And they immediately latch onto my face and start bitin' me all over

(rabid gnawing sounds)

Oh man, they were just going nuts

They were tearin' me apart

You know, I think it was just about that time that a little ditty started goin' through my head"

I believe it went a little something like this . . .

 

Doh

Get 'em off me

Get 'em off me

Oh

No, get 'em off, get 'em off

Oh, oh God, oh God

Oh, get 'em off me

Oh, oh God

Ah, (more screaming)

 

I ran out into the street with these flesh-eating weasels all over my face

Wavin' my arms all around and just runnin', runnin', runnin'

Like a constipated weiner dog

And as luck wouls have it, that's exactly when I ran into the girl of my dreams

Her name was Zelda

She was a caligraphy enthusiast with a slight overbite and hair the color of strained peaches

I'll never forget the first thing she said to me.

She said "Hey, you've got weasels on your face"

 

That's when I knew it was true love

We were inseperable after that

Aw, we ate together, we bathed together

We even shared the same piece of mint-flavored dental floss

The world was our burrito

So we got married and we bought us a house

And had two beautiful children - Nathaniel and Superfly

Oh, we were so very very very happy, aw yeah

 

But then one fateful night, Zelda said to me

She said "Sweetie pumpkin? Do you wanna join the Columbia Record Club?"

I said "Woah, hold on now, baby"

"I'm just not ready for that kind of a commitment"

So we broke up and I never saw her again

But that's just the way things go

 

In Albuquerque

Albuquerque

 

Anyway, things really started lookin' up for me

Because about a week later, I finally achieved my lifelong dream

That's right, I got me a part-time job at The Sizzler

I even made employee of the month after I put out that grease fire with my face

Aw yeah, everybody was pretty jealous of me after that

I was gettin' a lot of attitude

 

OK, like one time, I was out in the parking lot

Tryin' to remove my excess earwax with a golf pencil

When I see this guy Marty tryin' to carry a big ol' sofa up the stairs all by himself

So I, I say to him, I say "Hey, you want me to help you with that?"

And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes

"No, I want you to cut off my arms and legs with a chainsaw"

 

So I did

 

And then he gets all indignant on me

He's like "Hey man, I was just being sarcastic"

Well, that's just great

How was I supposed to know that?

I'm not a mind reader for cryin' out loud

Besides, now he's got a really cute nickname - Torso-Boy

So what's he complaining about?

 

Say, that reminds me of another amusing anecdote

This guy comes up to me on the street and tells me he hasn't had a bite in three days

Well, I knew what he meant

But just to be funny, I took a big bite out of his jugular vein

And he's yellin' and screamin' and bleeding all over

And I'm like "Hey, come on, don'tcha get it?"

But he just keeps rolling around on the sidewalk, bleeding, and screaming

(screaming sounds)

You know, completely missing the irony of the whole situation

Man, some people just can't take a joke, you know?

 

Anyway, um, um, where was I?

Kinda lost my train of thought

 

Uh, well, uh, OK

Anyway I, I know it's kinda been a roundabout way of saying it

But I guess the whole point I'm tryin' to make here is

 

I hate sauerkraut

 

That's all I'm really tryin' to say

And, by the way, if one day you happen to wake up

And find yourself in an existential quandry

Full of loathing and self-doubt

And wracked with the pain and isolation of your pitiful meaningless existence

At least you can take a small bit of comfort in knowing that

Somewhere out there in this crazy mixed-up universe of ours

There's still a little place called

 

Albuquerque

Albuquerque

Albuquerque, Albuquerque

Albuquerque, Albuquerque

Albuquerque, Albuquerque

Albuquerque, Albuquerque

 

I said "A" (A)

"L" (L)

"B" (B)

"U" (U)

"querque" (querque)

 

Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque

Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque

Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque

Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque

 

Albuquerque

 

(belch)

[Kebab GUD]

Public Enemy

Do You Wanna Go Our Way

 

 

Now What Sound Of My DJ Cuts

Terminator’s Back On Some Ol’ Fools Track

Takes A Nation Of Sellouts To Keep Us Back

Flippin Disco Raps Used To Be Whack

Now What You Hear Is What You Lack

Take A Lil Bit Of This A Lil Bit Of Dat

Who Dropped The Bomb On Hip Hop

Who Got Biggie And Who Shot Tupac

What’s Forgot / Ain’t No Eazy, No Scott Larock

Now What’s Rap Gotta Do Wit What You Got

For Whom The Bell Tolls

Is That The Way The Story Goes

85% Believing All The Videos

God Knows / Who Controls The Radios

Some People Chose The Road To Be Hoes

And So I Rose / In The Middle Of All The Woes

And Def Jam / Negroes Turnin Up Their Nose

There’s One Way In No Way Out

No Doubt The Body Count

Gettin Headz Checkin Out

 

Do You Wanna Go Our Way

This The Way We Puttin This Down

Do You Wanna Go Our Way

This The Way We Puttin This Down

Do You Wanna Go Our Way

This The Way We Puttin This Down

Do You Wanna Go Our Way

This The Way We Puttin This Down

 

Time To Make Life Shine Again Like Glass

Gotta Make It Shine Like Glass

 

Outraged Against The Scene

Proofread The Script

Flipped It Back So I’m Back In Gang Green

We Interrupt This Routine I Had A Dream

Da Clean Protein Smacked The Gangsta Lean

Between The Triple Team

Wiped Em Out Like A Drought

Damn I’m Raps Tetracycline

Them Lips Foretold These Apocalypse

Everything Had A Shot

And Got Hit Wit Bullshit

Twisted Politics Tricks I Couldn’t Get Wit

As One Quits Another Nitwit Hits

All The Way Crazy, Shady

World Turned Upside Down

I Put It Down

Why Destroy What You Love

Look Around

Surrounded By Chalk Marks On The Ground

Where The Lost Got Found

Why It All Come Tumblin Down

Why He And She Gotta Die

Now How Dat Sound

 

Do You Wanna Go Our Way

This The Way We Puttin This Down

Do You Wanna Go Our Way

This The Way We Puttin This Down

Do You Wanna Go Our Way

This The Way We Puttin This Down

Do You Wanna Go Our Way

This The Way We Puttin This Down

 

On & On To The Break A Dawn

Some The 100 Meter Dash I’m The Marathon

Been Around A Long Time

But The Rhyme The Same

Sound Remains Insane

Exchange The Reign

Ain’t That Somethin

Figure I Smashed The Pumpkin

So I Parallel The Brains Of Cobain

Show No Shame Like The Pain Of Kane

Gettin Madd Opposition Hip To The Game

It’s That Gran Ol’ PE Ammo

Different Time Different Channel

Funky Piano

Here To Witness Get On Up With A Quickness

S1’s In The House

Wit The Thickness That Get Dis

1 2 3 4 5 Attackin They Frat

Griff Is Back Got 5 On It Black

The Track Got X On The Decks

Terminators Back Cause A Dat Is Whack

On The 1 And 2

Yeah Go Flavor

PE Hit The Road Gettin Set To Explode

Fight The Power For Peace

Can’t Forget The War Mode

Overload

There She Blows

Here We Go

Now You Know

Damn Another Alamo

 

Do You Wanna Go Our Way

This The Way We Puttin This Down

Do You Wanna Go Our Way

This The Way We Puttin This Down

Do You Wanna Go Our Way

This The Way We Puttin This Down

Do You Wanna Go Our Way

This The Way We Puttin This Down

[SnowDOG_]

[Ap. Syvertsen]

www.ohhla.com

Artist: Gang Starr

Album: Full Clip: A Decade of Gang Starr

Song: Full Clip

Typed by: [email protected]

 

DJ Premier: Big L, Rest In Peace

 

Intro: samples

--Feel the realness--

--In this business of rep--

--Go ahead--

 

[Guru]

Fresh out the gate again, time to raise the stakes again

Fatten my plate again, y'all cats know we always play to win

G-A-N-G, to the Starr's, son

Haters, took this shit too far, son

So thats all for you, I'm whiping out your whole team

I'll splatter your dreams with lyrics to shatter your schemes

The badder you seem, the more lies you tell

The more lies you sell, then by surprise you fell

Into my deathtrap, right into my clutches

Stupid, you know the God must bless every single mic he touches

I've suffered, just so I could return harder

Wanna be the shit starter? Fuck around, make you a martyr

I make ya famous, turn around and make ya nameless

Cause you never understood to me how vital this rap game is

Save it and hold that, you catch a hot one

Rhymes chase a fake nigga down soon as I spot one

 

Chorus: Gang Starr samples, except where noted

--Full clip--

--Do you wanna mess with this?--

--Gang Starr--

--I'm one of the best yet--

--I'm nice like that--

"It's all good" ---> Noreaga

--In this business of rep--

*repeat, change last line to: --so I suggest you take a rest--*

 

[Guru]

So if you stand in my way, I'm gonna have to spray

Learn that "if you come against me son your gonna have to pray"

Since back in the day I held The Weight and kept my head up

The wanna see the God catch an L Itz all a Set Up

I give no man or thing power over me

Why these niggaz so jealous and lookin sour, over me?

I'm bolder, G, I'm like impossible to stop

I'm like that nigga in the ring with you, impossible to drop

I'm like two magazine fully loaded to your one

Plus I ain't gonna quit spittin, nigga, till your done

Plus, more than over, I got my whole shit together

More than a decade of hits, that'll live forever

Catchin rep off my name? Your bound to fry

Know how many niggaz that I know, is done to die

We never fail, and we ain't never been frail

You niggaz talk crime, but you scared of jail

 

Chorus

 

[Guru]

Attackin like a slick Apache lyrics are trigger happy

Pullin back your wig piece just for the way your lookin at me

Talk back, blaow! I hit you up right now

I don't know why so many of y'all wanna be thugs anyhow

Face the consequence, of your childish nonsense

I could make your head explode just by my lyrical content

Get you in my scope and metaphorically snipe ya

I never liked ya, I gas that ass and then ignite ya

The flame thrower, make your peops afraid to know ya

How many times I told ya, "play your position" small soldier

My heart is colder, makes me wanna resort to violence

Stop beatin me in the head son, nah, I'm not buyin it

I'm ready to blast, ready to surpass and harass

I'm ready to flip, yeah I'm ready to get with all that cash

I hold my chrome steady, with a tight grip

So watch your dome already cause this one might hit

 

Chorus

[Nidhogg]

Borknagar - Gods of my world

 

"The Gods are great. I am the greatest"

 

Mother of earth, mother of all

Father of air, father of all

Brother in flames

Sister of seas

 

Gods of my world, behold….

Pour rain on the fire

The fire that burns

The day of my birth

 

Gods of my world, behold…

Aflame my desire

To grow and to breed

The wisdom I need

 

Gather in the storms asunder

Condone the cosmic hibernation

Steam the rivers, the hive of oceans

 

Praise the fathers of all significance

The reckless burden of existence

Face the rise of the furious

The amend forces

The amend courses

 

Gods of my world, behold….

Pour rain on the fire

The fire that burns

The day of my birth

 

Gods of my world, behold…

Aflame my desire

To grow and to breed

The wisdom I need

 

Gather in the storms asunder

Condone the cosmic hibernation

Steam the rivers, the hive of oceans

 

Recollection, my soul' connection

The thrive of reflection, affection

 

Forever you'll be the tongue of mine

Through time and existence

By instincts divine

 

Forever you'll be the sight of mine

Trough time and existence

By visions divine

[Kilronan]

HOW CAN YOU LIVE WITH YOURSELF? - Kristofer Åström

 

HOW CAN YOU LIVE WITH YOURSELF?

HOW COME YOU'VE GOT YOUR HEALTH?

WHY DON'T YOU MIND YOUR OWN SELF?

I HOPE YOU'LL BURN IN HELL

I HOPE YOU'LL BURN IN HELL

I HOPE YOU'LL BURN IN HELL

 

YOU SPEAK OF THINGS THAT I DO

OF WHICH YOU DON'T HAVE A CLUE

WISH I COULD TELL IT TO YOU

HOW MUCH I DISLIKE YOU

HOW MUCH I HATE WHAT YOU DO

HOW MUCH I REALLY HATE YOU

 

HOW CAN YOU LIVE WITH YOURSELF?

HOW COME YOU'VE GOT YOUR HEALTH?

WHY DON'T YOU MIND YOUR OWN SELF?

I HOPE YOU'LL BURN IN HELL

I HOPE YOU'LL BURN IN HELL

I HOPE YOU'LL BURN IN HELL

[Arve Systad]

Helloween - Im Alive

 

You, you say, you have lost the way

Got no alm just livin'for today

Look up to the sky above

And see the morning sun again

You got so much power lnside

So cry It out my friend

I'm alive, I'm alive

I'm alive.I'm alive

There's no use in hangin' all around

You're a king can't you see your crown

Look into my eyes

So many things are waiting to be done

You just need a friend

Togelher we will sing along

I'm alive, I'm alive

I'm alive.I'm alive

Look into my eyes

So many things are waitlng to be done

You just need a friend

Together we will sing along

I'm alive, I'm alive

I'm alive.1'm alive

I'm alive, I'm alive

I'm alive.1'm alive

[SnowDOG_]

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[Spaz]

U CAN'T TOUCH THIS

M.C. Hammer

 

U can't touch this

U can't touch this

U can't touch this

U can't touch this

 

My-my-my-my (U can't touch this) music hits me so hard

Makes me say,"oh my lord thank you for blessing me

With a mind to rhyme and two hyped feet"

It feels good

When you know you're down

A superdope homeboy from the Oaktown

And I'm known as such

And this is a beat-uh!

U can't touch this

 

I told you homeboy

U can't touch this

Yeah, that's how we livin' and you know

U can't touch this

Look in my eyes,man

U can't touch this

Yo, let me bust the funky lyrics

U can't touch this

 

Fresh new kicks and pants

You got it like that now you know you wanna dance

So move out of your seat

And get a fly girl and catch this beat

While it's rolling

Hold on

Pump a little bit and let 'em know it's going on

Like that

Like that

Cold on a mission so fall on back

Let 'em know that you're too much

And this is a beat

They can't touch

 

Yo! I told you

U can't touch this

Why you standing there, man?

U can't touch this

Yo,sound the bells, school is in, sucker

U can't touch this

Give me a song or rhythm

Making 'em sweat

That's what I'm giving'em

Now they know

You talk about the Hammer, you're talking about a show

That's hyped and tight

Singers are sweating so pass them a wipe

Or a tape to learn

What it is going to take in the '90s

To burn the charts

Legit either work hard or you might as well quit

 

That's the word,because you know

U can't touch this

U can't touch this

 

Break it down

 

Stop. . . Hammer time

 

Go with the flow

It is said

That if you can't groove to this

Then you probably are dead

So wave your hands in the air

Bust a few moves, run your fingers through your hair

This is it for a winter

Dance to this an' you're gonna get thinner

Move slide your rump

Just for a minute, let's all do the bump

Bump bump bump

 

Yeah, U can't touch this

Look man, U can't touch this

You better get hyped

Boy 'cause you know ya can't

U can't touch this

Ring the bell, school's back in

Break it down

 

Stop. Hammer time

 

U can't touch this

U can't touch this

U can't touch this

U can't touch this

Break it down

 

Stop. Hammer time

 

Every time you see me

The Hammer's just so hyped

I'm dope on the floor

And I'm magic on the mike

Now why would I ever

Stop doing this?

When others making records

That just don't hit

I've toured around the world

From London to the Bay

It's Hammer, go Hammer, M.C.Hammer, Yo Hammer

And the rest can go and play

Can't touch this

 

U can't touch this

U can't touch this

U can't touch this

Yeah,U can't touch this

I told you, U can't touch this

Too hype, can't touch this

Yo, we outta here, can't touch this

[bjaa]

Johnny Cash - Ring of fire

 

Love is a burning thing

and it makes a fiery ring

bound by wild desire

I fell in to a ring of fire...

I fell in to a burning ring of fire

I went down,down,down

and the flames went higher.

And it burns,burns,burns

t he ring of fire

the ring of fire.

The taste of love is sweet

when hearts like our´s meet

I fell for you like a child

oh, but the fire went wild..

I fell in to a burning ring of fire.....etc

 

[Nidhogg]

Storm - Naggelstev

 

Eg steve såg

 

Solen går bak åse ned

Skuggan blir so lange

Natta kjem snart att

Tekje meg i fange

 

Røttrett ut i kven står

Eg åt setersdøle går

 

Mørkt det er i kvar ein bygd

I dei djupe dale

Her på fjell har solen dreg

Ned å gå til garde

 

Tes seg kvile under tak

Morgo er ho tidleg vak

Snart eg gjer ho klar i kveld

Så går eg til kvile

[AssKicR]

Life's Gonna Suck When You Grow Up - Denis Leary

 

Life's gonna suck when you grow up

When you grow up

When you grow up

Life's gonna suck when you grow up

It sucks pretty bad right not

If ya know the words. Sing along!>

 

You're gonna have to mow the lawn,

Do the dishes,

Make your bed,

You're gonna have to go to school

Until you're 17

It is gonna seem 3 times as long as that>

 

You might have to go to war

Shoot a gun

Kill a nun

You might have to go to war

When you get out of school

Hey, Cheer up kids, It gets a lot worse>

 

You're gonna have to deal with stress

Deal with stress

Deal with stress

You're gonna be a giant mess

When you get back from the war

 

Santa Claus does not exist,

and there's no Easter Bunny

You'll find out when you grow up

that Big Bird isn't funny

Funny

Funny

Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha

 

Ah, Life's gonna suck when you grow up

When you grow up

When you grow up

Life's gonna suck when you grow up

It sucks pretty bad right now

 

You're gonna end up smoking crack

On your back,

Face the fact

You're gonna end up hooked on smack

And then you're gonna die

 

And then you're gonna die

[Arve Systad]

Metallica - Master of Puppets

End of passion play, crumbling away

I'm your source of self-destruction

Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear

Leading on your death's construction

 

Taste me, you will see

More is all you need

You're dedicated to

How I'm killing you

 

Come crawling faster

Obey your master

Your life burns faster

Obey your master

Master

 

Master of puppets, I'm pulling your strings

Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams

Blinded by me, you can't see a thing

Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream

Master

Master

Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream

Master

Master

 

Needlework the way, never you betray

Life of death becoming clearer

Pain monopoly, ritual misery

Chop your breakfast on a mirror

 

Taste me you will see

More is all you need

You're dedicated to

How I'm killing you

 

Come crawling faster

Obey your master

Your life burns faster

Obey your master

Master

 

Master of puppets, I'm pulling your strings

Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams

Blinded by me, you can't see a thing

Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream

Master

Master

Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream

Master

Master

 

Master, master

Where's the dreams that I've been after?

Master, master

You promised only lies

Laughter, laughter

All I hear and see is laughter

Laughter, laughter

Laughing at my cries

Fix me

 

Hell is worth all that, natural habitat

Just a rhyme without a reason

Never-ending maze, drift on numbered days

Now your life is out of season

 

I will occupy

I will help you die

I will run through you

Now I rule you, too

 

 

Come crawling faster

Obey your master

Your life burns faster

Obey your master

Master

 

Master of puppets, I'm pulling your strings

Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams

Blinded by me, you can't see a thing

Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream

Master

Master

Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream

Master

Master

[Totenkopf]

Dimmu Borgir - Devils Path

Thousand different paths

So many sterile ends

I chose the Devil's path

 

Never shall the sun kiss my face

And caress me with it's burning light

For I dwell in the shadows

And sleep side by side with death

 

In dark desire I embrace the whore

Giving her an escape from an unworthy life

 

For with the appearance of the Fallen Angel

 

(chorus:)

I serve Satan

I serve Darkness

 

I am a prince among the damned

As I've been for eternity

A monarch in a dark paradise

Cursed by life and the living

 

Oh tremble not my immortal heart

Though you beat in the shadows of death

Eternal life is the blessing

And I shall rule for another thousand years

 

I blew out the light

Abandoned Jesus Christ

Christian life forms' grief's

We buried their belief's

 

Waiting for their saviours rebirth

The dawn was soon to come

The dawn would soon be gone

 

There in that formless abyss was I made

A partaker of the mysteries averse

[Totenkopf]

Cannibal Corpse - Fucked With A Knife

No escape from your fate

Destined to be mine

Every night I wait to see

In the night, watching

Stalking your every move

I know when you're alone

All alone

 

Tied tight to the bed

Legs spread open

Bruised flesh, lacerations

Skin stained with blood

I'm the only one you love

I feel her heart beating

My knife deep inside

Her crotch is bleeding

 

She liked the way it felt inside her

Fucking her, harder, harder

 

She liked the way it felt inside her

Fucking her, harder, harder

 

Stick it in

Rip the skin

Carve and twist

Torn flesh

From behind

I cut her crotch

In her ass

I stuck my cock

Killing as I cum

 

 

 

 

Selve sangen er ganske drit, men teksten er god tho[/b]

[Totenkopf]

Dimmu Borgir - Hybrid Stigmata - The Apostasy

 

The apparition of two faces in disgust

Invisible but yet so clear

Reflections seen by a fugitive

Trying to escape the looking glass

Blood runs from open wounds of false flesh

The one in front of the mirror exceeds the image

Eager to leave further but chained still

 

To crumble into such nothingness

A despairing fate, for your lies

To pretend is the lunatic's legacy

Privileged to bolt the nails of heresy

 

Born lifeless into a world of coma

As the chronic sufferer trapped in paradise lost

Missing insinuations of what life was meant to be

Angels and demons, a march man's bewildering hosts

 

(chorus:)

The charlatans and deceivers walk the line in prejudice

The narrow slits the veins in search for the crown

Profound impatience makes the blind struggle in stupidity

The paradox of the daily prayer, diffidence is Confiteor

Phenomena of ironies, cast the litany aside

How intelligible, blessed be the forgetful

 

Holding the banner high, unrestrained

Slowly abandoning the surface in contempt

Still in costumes to please the ways of living

Witnessing the details of defilement, intoxicating

 

Make sure to be pleased with the ways of your death

For in days of reckoning and when the twilight torn is ticking

Elysium is halfway and as an answer to the plea

You're destined to yield fragments of Hell in return

 

Leave unnoticed with the perfect conscience

With the strength of the spiritual eye

Spirits of the token unchained and free

Recover from the philanthropic macabre frenzy

The pale dove grins, black at heart ready to flee

Demon to some, angel to others

[EC]

Telletråd blues... Tekst finnes i "gullkorn".

 

Stenges.