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Red Baron/Blue Max - Iced Earth

The son of a major, Prussian nobleman
His name bestowed by a holy Roman
The war broke out, and looked to the air
24 hours of training he was there

100 miles an hour, top speed his plane would fly
and if he flew behind you, you know you're sure to die
Eighty kills, that are confirmed
While other pilots have so much more to learn

Red Baron! Blue Max!
The albatross flies high
Red Baron! Blue Max!
He's got you in his sight!

The Red-Battle Flyer
Roll right fire
He sees no faces
The ace of aces

His British quarry flew a reckless flight
A shot from the ground took the red baron's life
He flew with honor, he flew with pride
In 1918, The battle flyer died

Chorus
The red baron...Blue max!
The albatross flies high
The red baron...Blue max!
He's got you in his sight!
 
A Northern Rhyme
By Moridfade


I'm an ancient warrior,
And I ride the northern sky...
Like a brave man I will die in Valhalla...

You can hear the thunder roar,
I'm the lightning in the sky,
Follow me and live to die in Valhalla...

I may fight until I die,
Death or glory, pride or pain.
I've got fury to regain in Valhalla.

And when my body's turned old,
All I need to do is pray...
Let a warmaid guide my way to Valhalla.

When a warrior's fallen,
By a warmaid he'll fly.
To the hall of the fallen,
Upon the northern sky.

The northern sky.

When a warrior's fallen,
By a warmaid he'll fly.
To the hall of the fallen,
Upon the northern sky.

:viking:
 
Snoopy Versus the Red Baron
the Royal Guardsmen
After the turn of the century
In the clear blue skies over Germany
Came a roar and a thunder men had never heard
Like the scream and the sound of a big war bird

Up in the sky, a man in a plane
Baron von Richthofen was his name
Eighty men tried, and eighty men died
Now they're buried together on the countryside

Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty or more
The Bloody Red Baron was rollin' up the score
Eighty men died tryin' to end that spree
of the Bloody Red Baron of Germany

In the nick of time, a hero arose
A funny-looking dog with a big black nose
He flew into the sky to seek revenge
But the Baron shot him down - "Curses, foiled again!"

Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty or more
The Bloody Red Baron was rollin' up the score
Eighty men died tryin' to end that spree
of the Bloody Red Baron of Germany

Now, Snoopy had sworn that he'd get that man
So he asked the Great Pumpkin for a new battle plan
He challenged the German to a real dogfight
While the Baron was laughing, he got him in his sight

That Bloody Red Baron was in a fix
He'd tried everything, but he'd run out of tricks
Snoopy fired once, and he fired twice
And that Bloody Red Baron went spinning out of sight

Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty or more
The Bloody Red Baron was rollin' up the score
Eighty men died tryin' to end that spree
of the Bloody Red Baron of Germany

Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty or more
The Bloody Red Baron was rollin' up the score
Eighty men died tryin' to end that spree
of the Bloody Red Baron of Germany


Snoopy's Christmas
the Royal Guardsmen
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum, [Oh Christmas tree, Oh Christmas tree]
du kannst mir sehr gefallen! [Of all the trees most lovely]

The news had come out in the First World War
The bloody Red Baron was flying once more
The Allied command ignored all of its men
And called on Snoopy to do it again.

Twas the night before Christmas, 40 below
When Snoopy went up in search of his foe
He spied the Red Baron, fiercely they fought
With ice on his wings Snoopy knew he was caught.

Christmas bells those Christmas bells
Ring out from the land
Asking peace of all the world
And good will to man

The Baron had Snoopy dead in his sights
He reached for the trigger to pull it up tight
Why he didn't shoot, well, we'll never know
Or was it the bells from the village below.

Christmas bells those Christmas bells
Ringing through the land
Bringing peace to all the world
And good will to man

The Baron made Snoopy fly to the Rhine
And forced him to land behind the enemy lines
Snoopy was certain that this was the end
When the Baron cried out, "Merry Christmas, my friend"

The Baron then offered a holiday toast
And Snoopy, our hero, saluted his host
And then with a roar they were both on their way
Each knowing they'd meet on some other day.

Christmas bells those Christmas bells
Ringing through the land
Bringing peace to all the world
And good will to man

:D
 
My Chemical Romance, The Ghost of You

I never said I'd lie and wait forever
If I died, we'd be together
I can't always just forget her
But she could try

At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I? Should I?
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever ever...
Ever...

Get the feeling that you're never
All alone and I remember now
At the top of my lungs in my arms she dies
She dies

At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I? should I?
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I? Should I?
And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me

If I fall
If I fall (down)

At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are
Never coming home
Never coming home
Never coming home
Never coming home
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I? Should I?
And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
For all the ghosts that are never gonna...
 
DEATH - WITHOUT JUDGEMENT
SYMBOLIC (1995)

Guilty until proven innocent
We condemn your soul and fate
Never mind the possibilities
Too busy for logic or to calculate

Take part in a diminishing breed
Where complex turns to simplicity
When pain is acknowledged
Frivolous calculations will be abolished

Without judgement what would we do?
We would be forced to look
At ourselves emerged in lost time
Assuming what may be
Without judgement
Perception would increase a million times

Distracted by imagination
That experiments with ease
If you could taste it, it might be addictive
Where life will crush those who defy

Take part in a diminishing breed
Where complex turns to simplicity
When pain is acknowledged
Frivolous calculations will be abolished​
 
DIMMU BORGIR - SORGENS KAMMER/SORGENS KAMMER DEL II
STORMBLÅST (RE-RELEASE, 2005)

Minnenes ekko stiller timen
Kneblet i tungsinnets lenker faller jeg ifra
Ikke lenger vil jeg være boltet fast i vemodighetens anker
Men endelig få lengselens slukket - Etter å dra

Drakk jeg for meget av livshåpets krus
Tok jeg gledens forfengelighet for gitt
For min strid mot tomhetens smerte - Denne dødsangstens rus
Er det eneste ene igjen - Som er mitt

I min ensomhet vet jeg likevel
At jeg ikke har noen andre å takke enn meg selv
Derfor er jeg rolig når
Repet strammer rundt min nakke

Stumme viner kan ei gi trøst
Menigmann i gravkorets forsamling vil aldri fatte
Det landet av fortapelse
Jeg egenhendig skapte

Denne intense dragning mot dødens portaler
(Har jeg som) En vandrende studie i gråtkvalt messe-noir
Behersket siden tidens morgen
Men noe jeg aldri lot slippe taket - Var sorgen​
 
Egypt
By Mercyful Fate

Egypt...

O Thou of countless names,
Who are one and all things,
O Thou of countless names,
Without beginning, without end.

Egypt...

Osiris... Anubis... The underworld is yours,
Osiris... Anubis... I put my soul in your hands,
O Thou, God of the Dead,
Lead my soul to the judgement hall,
O Thou, Jackal Head,
Weigh my soul, I await your call.

Egypt...

Ammit, Eater of the Dead,
Is devouring my heart,
Will I pass on to Aaru,
Or will I be condemned?

I'm burning inside to know...
I'm burning inside to know...
I'm burning inside to know...

I must be back on time,
But still I want to know,
I hope they let me go.

I'm from another time,
And I must reunite,
My body and my soul.

I'm burning inside to know...
I'm burning inside to know...
I'm burning inside to know...

Osiris... Anubis... The underworld is yours,
Osiris... Anubis... I put my soul in your hands,
O Thou of countless names,
Who are one and all things,
O Thou of countless names,
Without beginning, without end...

Egypt...

Egypt come back to me...
Egypt come back to me...
Egypt, without beginning or end...

.
 
A Corpse Without Soul
By Mercyful Fate


Listen, I'm a corpse, I'm a corpse,
I'm a corpse without soul...
Satan, he's taken, he's taken,
He's taken his toll...
And he took it out on me!

I, I'm trapped, I'm trapped,
I'm trapped in his spell...
Tonight, I'm going, I'm going,
I'm going to Hell, inside his spell!

I was walking down among the graves,
I heard a cry, my shadow is gone,
Emptiness in my body, I felt so alone,
Small black wings on my naked back...

Now guess what I saw on one of the stones,
I saw my soul, in a magical haze...It was all
dressed up, as a corpse in a wedding dress...
Small black wings on my naked back...

Now hear my prayer, beggin' for mercy!
I'm living to die...Satan has taken his toll!

:devil:
 
GnR
Sweet Child O' Mine

She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when i see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if i stared too long
I'd probably break down and cry


Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine


She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
Where as a child i'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by


Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine


Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Sweet child o' mine

She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where evrything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when i see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if i stared too long
I'd probably break down and cry


Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine


She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
Where as a child i'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by


Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine


Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Sweet child o' mine
 
Horse With No Name
by America
On the first part of the journey
I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound

I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...

After two days in the desert sun
My skin began to turn red
After three days in the desert fun
I was looking at a river bed
And the story it told of a river that flowed
Made me sad to think it was dead

You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...

After nine days I let the horse run free
'Cause the desert had turned to sea
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
there was sand and hills and rings
The ocean is a desert with it's life underground
And a perfect disguise above
Under the cities lies a heart made of ground
But the humans will give no love

You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la ...
 
Dionysius said:
Song For Marcella-by Bik McFarlane

Doesn´t seem quite so long ago...
...and so on...
...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:
Funny, I recently visited Bik McFarlane on a school trip to NI and although I didn't see it, most of my schoolmates saw him live the same evening, playing this song among others.

Here's a classic metal song for those can't remember all the words by themselves:

Slayer with Angel of Death
Auschwitz, the meaning of pain
The why that I want you to die
Slow death, immense decay
Showers that cleanse you of your life
Forced in
Like cattle
You run
Stripped of
Your life's worth
Human mice, for the Angel of Death
Four hundred thousand more to die
Angel of Death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Sadistic, surgeon of demise
Sadist of the noblest blood

Destroying, without mercy
To benefit the Aryan race

Surgery, with no anesthesia
Fell the knife pierce you intensely
Inferior, no use to mankind
Strapped down screaming out to die
Angel of Death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of Death

Pumped with fluid, inside your brain
Pressure in your skull begins pushing through your eyes
Burning flesh, drips away
Test of heat burns your skin, your mind starts to boil
Frigid cold, cracks your limbs
How long can you last
In this frozen water burial?
Sewn together, joining heads
Just a matter of time
'Til you rip yourselves apart
Millions laid out in their
Crowded tombs
Sickening ways to achieve
The holocaust
Seas of blood, bury life
Smell your death as it burns
Deep inside of you
Abacinate, eyes that bleed
Praying for the end of
Your wide awake nightmare
Wings of pain, reach out for you
His face of death staring down,
Your blood running cold
Injecting cells, dying eyes
Feeding on the screams of
The mutants he's creating
Pathetic harmless victims
Left to die
Rancid Angel of Death
Flying free

Angel of Death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of Death

Angel of Death

oh yeah!
 
The Usurper's Throne
By Twin Obscenity


An old man sits on his throne,
His limbs all weaken'd and gray.
'What is a king with no kingdom to rule?'
This quandary troubles his mind...

"I am the greatest 'neath the heavens
No thief shall own what is mine.
The earth shall tremble in fear,
When the dying whisper my name."


They came to the shores from the west,
His crown and sceptre to claim.
In bloody conflict the scores would be settl'd,
In a battle o'er land and fame.

His men stood by upon the field,
From no battle they would shun.
Despite their armour and wooden shields,
Their blood soon caress'd by steel.

A young herald rode forth...
Imperial was his voice:
"Return to us the crown of thine;
to whom it rightfully belongs.
Lest our fury be releas'd,
in full strength upon thy weary followers.
This is our claim and our threatening,
be well adviced and comply."

"I am the greatest 'neath the heavens
No thief shall own what is mine.
The earth shall tremble in fear,
When the dying whisper my name."


The sun did rise at dawn,
The field soon soak'd with blood.
With superior courage and arguments of steel,
Their claim both right and just.

His soldiers fell despite their might,
All pierc'd by arrows and spears.
And those who surviv'd fled the field,
With unbearable shame in their hearts.

The old man could but weep,
His defeat he could not deny.
With gun-stones and swords; his army destroy'd,
And the soil discolour'd with blood...

"I am the greatest 'neath the heavens
No thief shall own what is mine.
The earth shall tremble in fear,
When the dying whisper my name."


.
 
Deacon Blues - Steely Dan

This is the day of the expanding man
That shape is my shade
There where I used to stand
It seems like only yesterday
I gazed through the glass
At ramblers, wild gamblers
That's all in the past

You call me a fool
You say it's a crazy scheme
This one's for real
I already bought the dream
So useless to ask me why
Throw a kiss and say goodbye
I'll make it this time
I'm ready to cross that fine line

I'll learn to work the saxaphone
I play just what I feel
Drink Scotch whiskey all night long
And die behind the wheel
They got a name for the winners in the world
And I want a name when I lose
They call Alabama the Crimson Tide
Call me Deacon Blues

My back to the wall
A victim of laughing chance
This is for me
The essence of true romance
Sharing the things we know and love
With those of my kind
Libations
Sensations
That stagger the mind

I crawl like a viper
Through these suburban streets
Make love to these women
Languid and bittersweet
I'll rise when the sun goes down
Cover every game in town
A world of my own
I'll make it my home sweet home

I'll learn to work the saxaphone
I play just what I feel
Drink Scotch whiskey all night long
And die behind the wheel
They got a name for the winners in the world
And I want a name when I lose
They call Alabama the Crimson Tide
Call me Deacon Blues

This is the night of the expanding man
I take one last drag
As I approach the stand
I cried when I wrote this song
Sue me if I play too long
This brother is free
I'll be what I want to be
 
It's what George Galloway said when he met Saddam.

It basically means: 'I dig your vibe, bro!'

:)
 
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