The All New Lyrics Thread!

[tomsnowman123]

Fred Small - Simple Living

Too many words too many sounds
Too many attractions turn me around
Too many miles in a chrome cocoon
I never get anywhere I can't see the moon

Too many commercials too many lies
Too many celebrities I don't recognize
Too many brand names too many magazines
I got so much sensation I can't feel a thing

Simple living
Got to get to simple living
Simple living
Simple... simply living

Too many things we just throw away
If we put it in the garbage we're gonna eat it someday
We turn on the lights and a river dies
We turn the TV on to see an eagle fly

Too much work with nothing to do
Too many dreams never come true
Too much hurting without a second glance
Too much desperation they call romance

Gonna take this life, pare it to the bone
Baby when you knock baby I'll be home
I'll make my breakfast sweep the floor
Open the window unlock the door

Gonna turn off the video the audio too
Open my eyes take in the view
See the divine in the veins of a leaf
In the hands of a beggar in the eyes of a thief

Simple living
Gimme simple living
Simple living
Simple living

(End)

That's his only song that is listenable, the rest or mostly corny, overly politically-correct songs.

 

[Eran of Arcadia]

Another nice, dark, tragic song, as that's my favorite kind. Ben Folds Five, Smoke:

Leaf by leaf and page by page
throw this book away
All the sadness all the rage
throw this book away
Rip out the binding and tear the glue
all of the grief we never even
knew we had it all along
Now it's Smoke

The things we've written in it
never really happened
All the things we've written in it
never really happened
All the people come and gone
never really lived
All the people come have gone
no one to forgive
Smoke

CHORUS
We will not write a new one
there will not be a new one
another one another one

here's an evening dark with shame
throw it on the fire
here's the time I took the blame
throw it on the fire
Here's the time we didn't speak
it seemed for years and years and
here's a secret
no one will ever know the
reasons for the tears
they are smoke

CHORUS

Where do all the secrets live
they travel in the air
you can smell them when they burn
they travel
Those who say the past is not dead
can stop and smell the smoke
you keep saying the past is not dead
well stop and smell the smoke
you keep on saying the past is not even past and
you keep on saying we are
Smoke

 

[Cheezy the Wiz]

Foreigner : Hot Blooded

Well, Im hot blooded, check it and see
I got a fever of a hundred and three
Come on baby, do you do more than dance?
Im hot blooded, Im hot blooded

You dont have to read my mind, to know what I have in mind
Honey you oughta know
Now you move so fine, let me lay it on the line
I wanna know what youre doin after the show

Now its up to you, we can make a secret rendezvous
Just me and you, Ill show you lovin like you never knew

Thats why, Im hot blooded, check it and see
I got a fever of a hundred and three
Come on baby, do you do more than dance?
Im hot blooded, hot blooded

If it feels alright, maybe you can stay all night
Shall I leave you my key?
But youve got to give me a sign, come on girl, some kind of sign
Tell me, are you hot mama? you sure look that way to me

Are you old enough? will you be ready when I call you bluff?
Is my timing right? did you save your love for me tonight?

Yeah Im hot blooded, check it and see
Feel the fever burning inside of me
Come on baby, do you do more than dance?
Im hot blooded, Im hot blooded, Im hot

Now its up to you, can we make a secret rendezvous?
Oh, before we do, youll have to get away from you know who

Well, Im hot blooded, check it and see
I got a fever of a hundred and three
Come on baby, do you do more than dance?
Im hot blooded, Im hot blooded

Hot blooded, every night
Hot blooded, youre looking so tight
Hot blooded, now youre driving me wild
Hot blooded, Im so hot for you, child
Hot blooded, Im a little bit high
Hot blooded, youre a little bit shy
Hot blooded, youre making me sing
Hot blooded, for your sweet sweet thing

 

[Eran of Arcadia]

Dave Matthews Band, Two Step - for some reason this song always reminds me of The Hobbit and The Silmarillion; it evokes a similar atmosphere. I actually like listening to the entire album Crash while reading Tolkien.

Say, my love, I came to you with best intentions
You laid down and gave to me just what I'm seeking
Love, you drive me to distraction

Hey my love do you believe that we
Might last a thousand years
Or more if not for this?
Our flesh and blood it ties
You and me right up
Tie me down

Celebrate we will
Because life is short but sweet for certain
We're climbing two by two
To be sure these days continue,
These things we cannot change

Hey, my love, you came to me like
Wine comes to this mouth
Grown tired of water all the time
You quench my heart and you
Quench my mind

Celebrate we will
Because life is short but sweet for certain
We're climbing two by two
To be sure these days continue,
The things we cannot

Celebrate, you and me, climbing two by two
to be sure these days continue,
things we cannot change

Oh, my love, I came to you with best intentions
You laid down and gave to me just what I'm seeking

Celebrate we will
Because life is short but sweet for certain
We're climbing two by two
To be sure these days continue,
Things we cannot change...
Things we cannot change

 

[adog]

Eran- I love both of those songs.

"Smoke" is one of the best break-up songs of all time!

 

[PrinceOfLeigh]

If I remember rightly there was a "100 Greatest Lyrics" programme on VH1 not long ago. Top was One by U2.

If we are reflecting mood I'd say mine at the minute is View from the Afternoon by the Artic Monkeys:

"Anticipation has a habit of setting you up,
For disappointment in evening entertainment but,
Tonight there'll be some love.
Tonight there'll be a ruckus regardless of what's gone before"

It comes after a particularily poor night out which I'd been looking forward to for some time.

 

[Eran of Arcadia]

Another one of my favorite songs about death, it's Don't Fear the Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult:

All our times have come
Here but now they're gone
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
We can be like they are

Come on baby... Don't fear the Reaper
Baby take my hand... Don't fear the Reaper
We'll be able to fly... Don't fear the Reaper
Baby I'm your man...

Valentine is done
Here but now they're gone
Romeo and Juliet are together in eternity...
Romeo and Juliet

40,000 men and women everyday... Like Romeo and Juliet
40,000 men and women everyday... Redefine happiness
Another 40,000 coming everyday...We can be like they are

Come on baby... Don't fear the Reaper
Baby take my hand... Don't fear the Reaper
We'll be able to fly... Don't fear the Reaper
Baby I'm your man...

Love of two is one
Here but now they're gone
Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear we couldn't go on
The door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew and then disappeared
The curtains flew then he appeared
Saying don't be afraid

Come on baby... And we had no fear
And we ran to him... Then we started to fly
We looked backward and said goodbye
We had become like they are
We had taken his hand
We had become like they are

Come on baby...don't fear the reaper

 

[YNCS]

Waltzing With Bears
(Words adapted from Dr. Seuss)

Our Uncle Walter's not right in the head
He's been that way all his life, my mother said
Its not that he's violent or falls down the stairs
Its just he goes waltzing, waltzing with bears

CHORUS:
He goes wa wa wa waltzing, waltzing with bears
Raggy bears, shaggy bears, baggy bears too
There's nothing on earth Uncle Walter won't do
So he can go waltzing, wa wa wa waltzing
He can go waltzing, waltzing with bears

I went to his room in the middle of the night
I tiptoed in and I turned on the light
But to my surprise, he was nowhere in sight
For my Uncle Walter goes waltzing at night

CHORUS
We gave Uncle Walter a new coat to wear
When he came home it was covered with hair
Lately I've noticed several new tears
I think Uncle Walter's been waltzing with bears

CHORUS

We told Uncle Walter that he should be good
Do all the things that we think he should
But I know that he'd rather be out in the wood
I'm afraid we might lose Uncle Walter for good

CHORUS

Well we begged and we pleaded, "Oh please won't you stay"
Managed to keep him at home for a day
But the bears all barged in and they took him away
Now he's dancing with pandas,
And he can't understand us
And the bears all demand at least one waltz a day

CHORUS

 

[malclave]

There Only Was One Choice
by
Harry Chapin

There's a kid out on my corner -- hear him strumming like a fool
Shivering in his dungarees -- but still he's going to school
His cheeks are made of peach fuzz -- his hopes may be the same
But he's signed up as a soldier out to play the music game

There are fake patches on his jacket -- he's used bleach to fade his jeans
With a brand new stay pressed shirt -- and some creased and wrinkled dreams
His face a blemish garden -- but his eyes are virgin clear
His voice is Chicken Little's -- But he's hearing Paul Revere

When he catches himself giggling -- he forces up a sneer
Though he'd rather have a milkshake -- he keeps forcing down the beer
Just another folkie -- late in coming down the pike
Riding his guitar -- he left Kid brother with his bike

And he's got Guthrie running in his bones
He's the hobo kid who's left his home
And his Beatles records and the Rolling Stones
This boy is staying acoustic
There's Seeger singing in his heart
He hopes his songs will somehow start
To heal the cracks that split apart
America gone plastic

And now there's Dylan dripping from his mouth
He's hitching himself way down south
To learn a little black and blues
From old street men who paid their dues
'Cause they knew they had nothing to lose
They knew it
So they just got to it

With cracked old Gibsons and red clay shoes
Playing 1-4-5 chords like good news
And cursed with skin that calls for blood
They put their face and feet in mud
But oh they learned the music from way down there
The real ones learn it somewhere

Strum your guitar -- sing it kid
Just write about your feelings -- not the things you never did
Inexperience -- it once had cursed me
But your youth is no handicap -- it's what makes you thirsty

Hey, kid you know you can hear your footsteps as you're kicking up the dust
And the rustling in the shadows tells you secrets you can trust
The capturing of whispers is the way to write a song
It's when you get to microphones the music can go wrong

You can't see the audience with spotlights in your eyes
Your feet can't feel the highway from where the Lear jet flies
When you glide in silent splendor in your padded limousines
Only you are crying there behind the silver screen
Now you battle dragons -- but they'll all turn into frogs
When you grab the wheel of fortune -- you get caught up in the cogs

First your art turns into craft -- then the yahoos start to laugh
Then you'll hear the jackals howl 'cause they love to watch the fall
They're the lost ones out there feeding on the wounded and the bleeding
They always are the first to see the cracks upon the walls

When I started this song I was still thirty-three
The age that Mozart died and sweet Jesus was set free
Keats and Shelley too soon finished, Charley Parker would be
And I fantasized some tragedy'd be soon curtailing me

Well just today I had my birthday -- I made it thirty-four
Mere mortal, not immortal, not star-crossed anymore
I've got this problem with my aging I no longer can ignore
A tame and toothless tabby can't produce a lion's roar

And I can't help being frightened on these midnight afternoons
When I ask the loaded questions -- Why does winter come so soon?
And where are all the golden girls that I was singing for
The daybreak chorus of my dreams serenades no more

Yeah the minute man is going soft -- the mirror's on the shelf
Only when the truth's up there -- can you fool yourself
I am the aged jester -- who won't gracefully retire
A clumsy clown without a net caught staggering on the high wire

Yesterday's a collar that has settled round my waist
Today keeps slipping by me, it leaves no aftertaste
Tomorrow is a daydream, the future's never true
Am I just a fading fire or a breeze passing through?

Hello my Country
I once came to tell everyone your story
Your passion was my poetry
And your past my most potent glory
Your promise was my prayer
Your hypocrisy my nightmare
And your problems fill my present
Are we both going somewhere?

Step right up young lady -- Your two hundred birthdays make you
old if not senile
And we see the symptoms there in your rigor mortis smile
With your old folks eating dog food and your children eating paint
While the pirates own the flag and sell us sermons on restraint

And while blood's the only language that your deaf old ears can hear
And still you will not answer with that message coming clear
Does it mean there's no more ripples in your tired old glory stream
And the buzzards own the carcass of your dream?

B*U*Y Centennial
Sell 'em pre-canned laughter
American Perennial
Sing happy ever after

There's a Dance Band on the Titanic
Singing Nearer My God to Thee
And the iceberg's on the starboard bow
Won't you dance with me

Yes I read it in the New York Times
That was on the stands today
It said that dreams were out of fashion
We'll hear no more empty promises
There'll be no more wasted passions
To clutter up our play

It really was a good sign
The words went on to say
It shows that we are growing up
In oh so many healthy ways
And I told myself this is
Exactly where I'm at
But I don't much like thinking about that

Harry -- are you really so naive
You can honestly believe
That the country's getting better
When all you do is let her alone
Harry -- Can you really be surprised
when it's there before your eyes
when you hold the knife that carves her
you live the life that starves her to the bone

Good dreams don't come cheap
You've got to pay for them
If you just dream when you're asleep
There is no way for them
to come alive
to survive

It's not enough to listen -- it's not enough to see
When the hurricane is coming on it's not enough to flee
It's not enough to be in love -- we hide behind that word
It's not enough to be alive when your future's been deferred

What I've run through my body, what I've run through my mind
My breath's the only rhythm -- and the tempo is my time
My enemy is hopelessness -- my ally honest doubt
The answer is a question that I never will find out

Is music propaganda -- should I boogie, Rock and Roll
Or just an early warning system hitched up to my soul
Am I observer or participant or huckster of belief
Making too much of a life so mercifully brief?

So I stride down sunny streets and the band plays back my song
They're applauding at my shadow long after I am gone
Should I hold this wistful notion that the journey is worthwhile
Or tiptoe cross the chasm with a song and a smile

Well I got up this morning -- I don't need to know no more
It evaporated nightmares that had boiled the night before
With every new day's dawning my kid climbs in my bed
And tells the cynics of the board room your language is dead

And as I wander with my music through the jungles of despair
My kid will learn guitar and find his street corner somewhere
There he'll make the silence listen to the dream behind the voice
And show his minstrel Hamlet daddy that there only was one choice

Strum your guitar -- sing it kid
Just write about your feelings -- not the things you never did
Inexperience -- it once had cursed me
But your youth is no handicap -- it's what makes you thirsty, hey kid

Strum your guitar -- sing it kid
Just write about your feelings -- not the things you never did

Dance Band

 

[malclave]

American Pie
by
Don McLean

A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while.

But february made me shiver
With every paper I’d deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn’t take one more step.

I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.

So bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock ’n roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you’re in love with him
`cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.

I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died.

I started singin’,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

Now for ten years we’ve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone,
But that’s not how it used to be.
When the jester sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he borrowed from james dean
And a voice that came from you and me,

Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned.
And while lennon read a book of marx,
The quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.

We were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass.
The players tried for a forward pass,
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause the players tried to take the field;
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

We started singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again.
So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack flash sat on a candlestick
Cause fire is the devil’s only friend.

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that satan’s spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

He was singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where I’d heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play.

And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.

And they were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."

They were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die."

 

[Heretic_Cata]

@Curt: I listened to Cryonic Temple - Rapid fire ... preety good


Nightwish - The End of All Hope

It is the end of all hope
To lose the child, the faith
To end all the innocence
To be someone like me
This is the birth of all hope
To have what I once had
This life unforgiven
It will end with a birth

No will to wake for this morn'
To see another black rose born
Deathbed is slowly covered with snow
Angels, they fell first but I'm still here
Alone as they are drawing near
In heaven my masterpiece will finally be sung

Wounded is the deer that leaps highest
And my wound it cuts so deep
Turn off the light and let me pull the plug

Mandylion without a face
Deathwish without a prayer
End of hope
End of love
End of time
The rest is silence.




And another. This one has some of the best lyrics of their songs.

Nightwish - Tenth Man Down

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

(chorus)
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
(/chorus)

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

(chorus) 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
They 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!"

(chorus)Cut me free ...

 

[Chukchi Husky]

Beauty of the Beast: Long Lost Love/One More Night to Live/Christabel
Nightwish

Long Lost Love

Trees have dropped their leaves,
Clouds their waters
All this burden is killing me

Distance is covering your way,
Tears your memory
All this beauty is killing me

Oh, do you care,
I still feel for you
So aware,
What should be lost is there

I fear I will never find anyone
I know my greatest pain is yet to come
Will we find each other in the dark
My long lost love

One More Night To Live

Safely away from the world
In a dream, timeless domain
A child, dreamy eyed,
Mother's mirror, father's pride

I wish I could come back to you
Once again feel the rain
Falling inside me
Cleaning all that I've become

My home is far but the rest it lies so close
With my long lost love under the black rose
You told I had the eyes of a wolf
Search them and find the beauty of the beast

All of my songs can only be composed of the greatest of pains
Every single verse can only be born of the greatest of wishes
I wish I had one more night to live

A saint blessed me, drank me deeply
Spitting out the misery in me
Still a sinner rapes 1000 saints
Sharing the same hell with me

Sanest choice in the insane world...
Beware the beast but enjoy the feast he offers

Sanest choice in the insane world...
Beware the beast but enjoy the feast he offers

All of my songs can only be composed of the greatest of pains
Every single verse can only be born of the greatest of wishes
I wish I had one more night to live

Christabel

"Oh, sweet Christabel. Share with me your poem.
For I know now, I'm a puppet on this silent stage show.
I'm but a poet who failed his best play.
A Dead Boy, who failed to write an ending
To each of his poems."

 

[Kan' Sharuminar]

Hehehe, the guy who sang this just mailed me. I'm kinda giddy. BAD GROUPIE PHIL!

Tom McRae - For the Restless

She comes to me in dreams
A train wreck beauty queen
But I don't remember her
On a wall of white and blue
I wrote my name and thought of you
But you would not have known
Through a window of a car
A cigarette's a fallen star
A dream within a trail of sparks
And conversation turns to sleep
And I wait for you to speak
I'm waiting still

So for the restless
Not the peaceful sleeper
This song's for you
And for the faithless
Not the true believer
This song's for you

And I keep my secrets well
Move on and never tell
Some day they'll show
And you raised me to be cruel
You raised me like a bruise
I'm bleeding still

So for the restless
Not the peaceful sleeper
This song's for you
And for the faithless
Not the true believer
This song's for you

She comes to me in dreams
A train wreck beauty queen
Now I remember her
And everything you love will break
You're running out of things to make you
Feel alive
Alive
Alive
Alive

So for the restless
Not the peaceful sleeper
This song's for you
And for the faithless
Not the true believer
This song's for you
It's for you
It's for you
It's for you
It's just for you

 

[Heretic_Cata]

Simon & Garfunkel - The Sound of Silence


Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.


In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one deared
Disturb the sound of silence.

";Fools"; said I,";You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.";
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.




What beautyfull lyrics.

 

[Simon Darkshade]

The SoulforgedBlind Guardian

I'm not insane
That's how it seems though
Spiteful, cruel but wise
Beyond his age
My body fails
My soul will rise

The end of life's immortalized
Disease and agony
And I see death through golden eyes
Beyond the door
There's something more
It seems there's just one way

On through the heat
I've felt the touch of evil
I still feel the icy claw in me

For a decent price
I've banned kindness from my heart
The spirit of all truth and beauty
Pawned for my desire

And from the flames
As chance would have it
The soulforged will come into light
And from the flames
As chance would have it
The soulforged, the stainless will rise

I will never change my mind
I will leave it all behind

And through the hour glass
Everything's grey
Everyone's pale
No colour nor beauty will enlighten my heart
The seed of life's empty and cold
Cadaverous you all seem to me
Stillborn but you're still alive
You're still alive

Truth lies in loneliness
When hope is long gone by
I'll wipe out the bliss of the new age
And welcome you precoius night

And from the flames
As chance would have it
The soulforged will come into light
And from the flames
As chance would have it
The soulforged, the stainless will rise

From a distant time
Voices echo in the hall
"Come and join us
Enter life and "
Everything is gone now

And through the looking glass
I still fear mortality and
It's loss in the end
Unlimited power in my hands
The claw of the dragon ascends
"Mourn for his lost soul
He's cursed and condemned"

Each step I take
May it hurt may it ache
Leads me further
Away from the past
But as long as i breathe
Each smile on my bleak face
I'm on my way to find
Back to the peace of mind

And from the flames
As chance would have it
Ahe soulforged will come into light
And from the flames
as chance would have it
The soulforged, the stainless will rise

I will never change my mind
I will leave it all behind

 

[CurtSibling]

Nice one, Simon!

 

[CurtSibling]

Through the Skies
by Cryonic Temple

In the morning my engine is hot,
I am ready to fly...
Scan horizon, I see a black spot,
And the hunt has begun...

Throttle up I 'm clear for a fight,
Hear my engines they roar...
Closing up my guns are prepared,
They are the bringer of death.

Never gonna give up!
Always clear for attack!
Save your prayers in the sky!
In the sky you will die!

Through the skies
I will fly on my wings made of steel!
Through the skies
I will strike behind enemy lines!
Through the skies
I'm fast, I 'm mean, I am steel!
Through the skies
To the end of the line I will fly!

Tails in sight you always can try,
To hide in the clouds...
There's no use it's only one way,
To the ground you will go.

I am pulling the trigger of death!
The time is now short!
Feel the flames that burns in your back!
This was your last attack!

Never gonna give up!
Always clear for attack!
Save your prayers in the sky!
In the sky you will die!

Through the skies
I will fly on my wings made of steel!
Through the skies
I will strike behind enemy lines!
Through the skies
I'm fast, I 'm mean, I am steel!
Through the skies
To the end of the line I will fly!

 

[Dionysius]

Song For Marcella-by Bik McFarlane

Doesn´t seem quite so long ago,
The last time that I saw you,
Ain´t it funny how the memories grow,
They always fold around you,
They tried to break you in a living hell,
But they couldn´t find a way,
So they killed you in a H-Block cell,
And hoped that all would turn away,
Thought that your spirit couldn´t rise again
But it dared to prove them wrong,
And in death you tore away the chains,
And let the world hear Freedom´s Song

Yet the heartache and pain linger on,
They´re still here though its so long since you have gone,
But we´re stronger now you showed us how,
How freedom fight can be won

I wish there was an easy road to chose,
To bring the heartache to an end,
But easy roads are always sure to lose,
I´ve seen that time and time again,
If you can stand by me like yesterday,
I´ll find the strength to carry on,
So let your spirit shine along the way,
And our day will surely come

Yet the heartache and pain linger on,
They´re still here though its so long since you have gone,
But we´re stronger now you showed us how,
How freedom fight can be won, if we all stand as one

i like the song, it contrasts with my deeply pessimistic nature.
and in Addition:

The Rhythm Of Time
by bobby sands

There's an inner thing in every man,
Do you know this thing my friend?
It has withstood the blows of a million years,
And will do so to the end.

It was born when time did not exist,
And it grew up out of life,
It cut down evil's strangling vines,
Like a slashing searing knife.

It lit fires when fires were not,
And burnt the mind of man,
Tempering leandened hearts to steel,
From the time that time began.

It wept by the waters of Babylon,
And when all men were a loss,
It screeched in writhing agony,
And it hung bleeding from the Cross.

It died in Rome by lion and sword,
And in defiant cruel array,
When the deathly word was 'Spartacus'
Along with Appian Way.

It marched with Wat the Tyler's poor,
And frightened lord and king,
And it was emblazoned in their deathly stare,
As e'er a living thing.

It smiled in holy innocence,
Before conquistadors of old,
So meek and tame and unaware,
Of the deathly power of gold.

It burst forth through pitiful Paris streets,
And stormed the old Bastille,
And marched upon the serpent's head,
And crushed it 'neath its heel.

It died in blood on Buffalo Plains,
And starved by moons of rain,
Its heart was buried in Wounded Knee,
But it will come to rise again.

It screamed aloud by Kerry lakes,
As it was knelt upon the ground,
And it died in great defiance,
As they coldly shot it down.

It is found in every light of hope,
It knows no bounds nor space
It has risen in red and black and white,
It is there in every race.

It lies in the hearts of heroes dead,
It screams in tyrants' eyes,
It has reached the peak of mountains high,
It comes searing 'cross the skies.

It lights the dark of this prison cell,
It thunders forth its might,
It is 'the undauntable thought', my friend,
That thought that says 'I'm right!'

 

[Simon Darkshade]

Always a pleasure, Curt!

In the old war spirit from the first page or so,

STUKA PILOT - Bound for Glory

Clear the runways, man the planes, we're taking to the air
We're going behind enemy lines, to smash the devil's lair
It's a do or die mission not many will return
Orders have been given to make the enemy burn

The one-legged pilot takes to the air again
No matter what the cost we have to win


Rolling through the sky
Preparing for the dive
With only one thing in mind
Stuka pilot fight, (fight fight) or die
Descending into a thousand foot drop
The enemy's advance they must be stopped
So you give them all you've got
Stuka pilot, fight (fight fight) or die

Enemy squadron approaching at the crack of light
Man the guns, hold them strong, we're heading for a fight
One by one we're going to knock them to the ground
We'll be the worst nightmare that they have ever found

Shot down by enemies yet you still choose to fly
Stuka pilot, warrior to the Reich, a warrior of the sky

(chorus)
Rolling through the sky
Preparing for the dive
With only one thing in mind
Stuka pilot fight, (fight fight) or die
Descending into a thousand foot drop
The enemy's advance they must be stopped
So you give them all you've got
Stuka pilot, fight (fight fight) or die!

 

[CurtSibling]

End Of An Ace
By Ritual Carnage

A hardened warrior, converges on the fields of fire,
He holds his head high. For victory is his only desire.
Pursuit of power, his fight-till-death spirit alive,
Steel inferno reign, a soldier of the highest calibre.

50 tons of steel, forged to kill...
Indestructable, iron will!

Inferior foes, shall suffer at the hands of the panzer elite,
They run for cover, but there's no escape and there's no retreat.
Allthough far outnumbered, he surges into the enemy force,
Merciless will, engaging as fate takes it's course.

50 tons of might, forged to kill...
Invulnerable, undying will!

A clash of steel, with violent retribution he strikes,
Without a warning, a conquerer who preys by surprise.
Unparalled soldier, the final episode of his reign,
Steel inferno death, the legacy passed down to this day.

Guns of burning might, warriors fate...
Steel inferno reign, the end of an ace...