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Post by jmAbellan on Jan 10, 2007 20:02:08 GMT 1
una de las más crudas y terroríficas de la historia
ANGEL OF DEATH (Slayer)
Auschwitz, the meaning of pain
The way 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 lifes 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 hes creating
Pathetic harmless victims
Left to die
Rancid angel of death
Flying free
(leads: hanneman, king, hanneman, king, hanneman)
[ angel of death
Monarch to the kingdom of the dead
Infamous butcher,
Angel of death
Angel of death]
Lo peor de todo es eso de "basada en un hecho real"
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Post by david company on Jan 10, 2007 20:15:36 GMT 1
Sack Blabbath - Sabbra Cadbbra
Feel so good I feel so fine
Love that little lady always on my mind
She gives me lovin every night and day
Never gonna leave her
Never going away
Someone to love me
You know she makes me feel alright
Someone who needs me
Love me every single night
Feel so happy since I met that girl
When were making love
Its something out of this world
Feels so good to know that shes all mine
Going to love that woman till the end of time
Someone to live for
Love me till the end of time
Makes me feel happy
Good to know that shes all mine
Lovely lady make love all night long
Lovely lady never do me no wrong
I dont wanna leave ya
I never wanna leave ya
Anymore no more
Lovely lady
Mystifying eyes
Lovely lady
She dont tell me no lies
I know Ill never leave ya
Im never gonna leave ya
Anymore no more
Increible cover de Metallica, por cierto..
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Post by jmAbellan on Jan 12, 2007 21:25:46 GMT 1
cierto!
aunque para cover de calidad, esta que también estaba en el Garage pollas de 1998
TURN THE PAGE (Bob Seger)
On a long and lonesome highway
East of Omaha
You can listen to the engine
moanin' out his one note song
You can think about the woman
or the girl you knew the night before
But your thoughts will soon be wandering
the way they always do
When you're ridin' sixteen hours
and there's nothin' much to do
And you don't feel much like ridin',
you just wish the trip was through
Here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin' star again
There I go
Turn the page
Well you walk into a restaurant,
strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you
as you're shakin' off the cold
You pretend it doesn't bother you
but you just want to explode
Most times you can't hear 'em talk,
other times you can
All the same old cliches,
"Is that a woman or a man?"
And you always seem outnumbered,
you don't dare make a stand
Here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin' star again
There I go
Turn the page
Out there in the spotlight
you're a million miles away
Every ounce of energy
you try to give away
As the sweat pours out your body
like the music that you play
Later in the evening
as you lie awake in bed
With the echoes from the amplifiers
ringin' in your head
You smoke the day's last cigarette,
rememberin' what she said
La versión original la grabó Bob Seger en 1973.
Metallica hicieron un video donde salía una stripper llamada Ginger Lyn Allen, y recreaba su autobiografía, la historia de una pobre chica que se tuvo que prostituir para poder sacar adelante a su hija.
De alguna forma, me identifico bastante con la letra.
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Post by david company on Jan 13, 2007 18:53:43 GMT 1
la Ginger Lynn Allen no esuna stripper, es una actriz porno de los 80... me lo han contado..
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Post by jmAbellan on Jan 13, 2007 19:34:47 GMT 1
como ya he dicho, yo el tema cine no lo domino. Para hablar de cine, mejor los entendidos.
ejem, m'has inspirat David C
et sona???
22 ACACIA AVENUE (Iron Maiden)
If you're feeling down depressed and lonely,
I know a place where we can go.
22 Acacia Avenue, meet a lady that I know.
So if you're looking for a good time,
And you're prepared to pay the price.
Fifteen quid is allshe ask for,
Everybody's got their vice.
If you're waiting for a long time,
for the rest to do their piece.
You can tell her that you know me,
and you might even get it free.
So any time you're down the East End,
don't you hesitate to go,
You can take my honest word for it,
she'll teach you more than you can know.
Charlotte isn't it time you stopped all this mad life.
Don't you ever think about the bad times.
Why do you have to live this way.
Do you enjoy the lay or is it the pay.
Sometimes when you're strolling down the avenue,
The way you walk, it makes men thinkof having you.
When you're walking down the street,
Everybody stops and turns to stare, at you.
22, the avenue, that's the place where we all go.
You will find it's warm inside,the red light's burning bright tonight.
Beat her, mistreat her, do anything that you please.
Bite her, excite her, make her get downon her knees.
Abuse her, misuse her, she can take allthat you've got.
Caress her, molest her, she always does what you want.
You're running away, don't you knowwhat you're doing.
Can't you see it'll lead you to ruin.
Charlotte you've taken your lifeand you've thrown it away.
You believe that because what you're earning,
Your life's good, don't you know that you're hurting,
All the people that love you, don't cast them aside.
All the men that are constantly drooling,
It's no life for you, stop all that screwing.
You're packing your bags and you'recoming with me.
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Post by david company on Jan 13, 2007 21:41:55 GMT 1
IRON MAIDEN - CHARLOTTE THE HARLOT
8. Charlotte The Harlot
[Dave Murray]
Giving a swish with your arse in the air, don't you know what they're saying?
Charlotte you're so refined when you take all the love that they're giving.
Sticking with every man that you find, don't you know what they're after?
Charlotte you've got your legs in the air, don't you hear all the laughter?
[Chorus]
Charlotte the Harlot show me your legs,
Charlotte the Harlot take me to bed.
Charlotte the Harlot let me see blood,
Charlotte the Harlot let me see love.
Taking so many men to your room, don't you feel no remorse?
You charge them a "fiver", It's only for starters.
And ten for the main course.
And you've got no feelings, they died long ago.
Don't you care who you let in?
And don't you know you're breaking the law with the service you're giving.
[Chorus]
There was a time when you left me standing there,
Picking up pieces of love off the floor.
Well Charlotte you left me alone in there,
To make your ends as a bloody whore.
Well Charlotte you told me you love me true,
Picking up pieces of love yesterday.
Well Charlotte you're draws are off color too
'Cause you're making love all day.
Giving a swish with your arse in the air, don't you know what they're saying?
Charlotte you're so refined when you take all the love that they're giving.
Sticking with every man that you find, don't you know what they're after?
Charlotte you've got your legs in the air, don't you hear all the laughter?
[Chorus]
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Post by david company on Jan 13, 2007 21:42:20 GMT 1
¿Por cierto, por que crees que llevo el nº 22 en la camiseta?
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Post by david company on Jan 13, 2007 21:48:17 GMT 1
Y de regalo una cancion demis queridos SIX FEET UNDER:
BONESAW
[Butler/Gall/Barnes]
Bodies missing legs and arms
Head is crushed to a reddish pulp
Torso drained of blood and bile
Butchered rotted corpse defiled
Hand me the bonesaw
Time for dissection
Hand me the bonesaw
Begin the amputation
Dying slow and painfully
A gasping breath escapes from you
I rip the flesh and cut through bone
You are bleeding
Sawed your body parts away
Disgusting rotten stench surrounds
Gushing stumps are frayed and torn
Exposing cartilage and bone
Hand me the bonesaw
Time for dissection
Hand me the bonesaw
Begin the amputation
Dying slow and painfully
A gasping breath escapes from you
I rip the flesh and cut trough bone
Alive to watch your arms removed
Cutting - killing sawed to pieces
Jagged wounds in bodies naked
Scraping bone the marrow leaks
Mouth taped shut so you can't scream
Saw blade binding cranial
Separate, coagulate, ripped to shreds
Vivisect, operate
Hand me the bonesaw
Time for dissection
Hand me the bonesaw
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Post by jmAbellan on Jan 14, 2007 21:39:57 GMT 1
bloody bloody ONE (Metallica)I can't remember anything Can't tell if this is true or dream Deep down inside I feel to scream This terrible silence stops me Now that the war is through with me I'm waking up I can not see That there is not much left of me Nothing is real but pain now Hold my breath as I wish for death Oh please God,wake me Back in the womb its much too real In pumps life that I must feel But can't look forward to reveal Look to the time when I'll live Fed through the tube that sticks in me Just like a wartime novelty Tied to machines that make me be Cut this life off from me Hold my breath as I wish for death Oh please God,wake me Now the world is gone I'm just one Oh God, help me Hold my breath as I wish for death Oh please God, help me Darkness imprisoning me All that I see Absolute horror I cannot live I cannot die Trapped in myself Body my holding cell Landmine has taken my sight Taken my speech Taken my hearing Taken my arms Taken my legs Taken my soul Left me with life in hell  |
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Post by david company on Jan 15, 2007 7:59:44 GMT 1
Despues de lo de ONE creo que no se puede mejorar..
o si?
IRON MAIDEN -THE LONGEST DAY
In the gloom the gathering storm abates
In the ships gimlet eyes await
The call to arms to hammer all the gates
To blow them wide throw evil to its fate
All summers long the drill to build the machine
To turn men from flesh and blood to steel
From paper soldiers to bodies on the beach
From summer sands to armageddon's reach
Overlord, your master not your god
The enemy coast dawning grey with scud
These wretched souls puking, shaking fear
To take a bullet for those who sent them here
The world's alight, the cliffs erupt in flame
No escape, remorseless shrapnel rains
Drowning men no chance for a warriors fate
A choking death, enter hell's gates
Sliding we go, only fear on our side
To the edge of the wire
And we rush with the tide
All the water is red
With the blood of the dead
Although I'm still alive, pray to God I survive
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through
The rising dead, faces bloated torn
They are relieved, the living wait their turn
Your number's up, the bullet's got your name
You still go on, to hell and back again
Valhalla waits, valkyries rise and fall
The warrior tombs lie open for us all
A ghostly hand reaches through the veil
Blood and sand, we will prevail
Sliding we go, only fear on our side
To the edge of the wire
And we rush with the tide
Oh the water is red
With the blood of the dead
But I'm still alive, pray to God I survive
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through
How long on this longest day
'Til we finally make it through
IRON MAIDEN - PASCHENDALE
In a foreign field he lay
lonely soldier unknown grave
on his dying words he prays
tell the world of Paschendale
Relive all that he's been through
last communion of his soul
rust your bullets with his tears
let me tell you 'bout his years
Laying low in a blood filled trench
killing time 'til my very own death
on my face I can feel the falling rain
never see my friends again
in the smoke, in the mud and lead
smell of fear and feeling of dread
soon be time to go over the wall
rapid fire and the end of us all
Whistles, shouts and more gun fire
lifeless bodies hang on barbed wire
battlefield nothing but a bloody tomb
be reunited with my dead friends soon
many soldiers eighteen years
drown in mud, no more tears
surely a war no one can win
killing time about to begin
Home, far away. From the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away. But the war, no chance to live again
The bodies of ours and our foes
the sea of death it overflows
in no man's land God only knows
into jaws of death we go...
Crucified as if on a cross
allied troops, they mourn their loss
German war propaganda machine
such before has never been seen
swear I heard the angels cry
pray to God no more may die
so that people know the truth
tell the tale of Paschendale
Cruelty has a human heart
everyman does play his part
terror of the men we kill
the human heart is hungry still
I stand my ground for the very last time
gun is ready as I stand in line
nervous wait for the whistle to blow
rush of blood and over we go...
Blood is falling like the rain
its crimson cloak unveils again
the sound of guns can't hide their shame
and so we die in Paschendale
Dodging shrapnel and barbed wire
running straight at cannon fire
running blind as I hold my breath
say a prayer symphony of death
as we charge the enemy lines
a burst of fire and we go down
I choke a cry but no one hears
feel the blood go down my throat
Home, far away. From the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away. But the war, no chance to live again
Home, far away. From the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away. But the war, no chance to live again
See my spirit on the wind
across the lines beyond the hill
friend and foe will meet again
those who died at Paschendale
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Post by david company on Jan 15, 2007 8:06:03 GMT 1
Y luego tenemos esto..
Annihilator - Epic of War
War, welcome to
war, the garden of
war, can you smell
war, can you taste
hate, no release from
hate, psychological
hate, can you tolerate
hate
look at the devastation,
fear of annihilation happening right before
my eyes
now that the end is near,
tell me what i'm doing here,
looking for answers from the divine
flesh, welcome to
flesh, the garden of
flesh, can you smell
flesh, can you taste
blood, welcome to
blood, the garden of
blood, can you taste
blood
i don't want to kill anymore, i won't kill
the sky above is raining red from a
hundred thousand dead
but the general wants a hundred thousand
more
move out and take that hill, the order is to
maim and kill
it's time for us to even up the score
as i race into the fire, i have only one
desire
let me see the light, another day
bombs bursting all around, shell-shocked
as i hit the ground
i struggle to my knees and start to pray
can't tell if my brother's breathing, and i
just can't stop the bleeding
i am my mothers' only son
torture, welcome to the
torture, the garden of
torture, can you smell
torture, can you taste
pain, no release from
pain, psychological
pain, can you tolerate
pain
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Post by david company on Jan 15, 2007 8:08:36 GMT 1
Y si hablamos de canciones de guerra,,,
You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through
So when you're waiting for the next attack
You'd better stand there's no turning back.
The Bugle sounds and the charge begins
But on this battlefield no one wins
The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath
As I plunge on into certain death.
The horse he sweats with fear we break to run
The mighty roar of the Russian guns
And as we race towards the human wall
The screams of pain as my comrades fall.
We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
And the Russians fire another round
We get so near yet so far away
We won't live to fight another day.
We get so close near enough to fight
When a Russian gets me in his sights
He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow
A burst of rounds take my horse below.
And as I lay there gazing at the sky
My body's numb and my throat is dry
And as I lay forgotten and alone
Without a tear I draw my parting groan
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Post by jmAbellan on Jan 15, 2007 20:13:00 GMT 1
why we fight in war??? HOLLY WARS... THE PUNISHMENT DUE (Megadeth)Brother will kill brother Spilling blood across the land Killing for religion Something I don't understand Fools like me, who cross the sea And come to foreign lands Ask the sheep, for their beliefs Do you kill on God's command? A country that's divided Surely will not stand My past erased, no more disgrace No foolish naive stand The end is near, it's crystal clear Part of the master plan Don't look now to Israel It might be in your homelands Holy wars Upon my podium, as the Know it all scholar Down in my seat of judgement Gavel's bang, uphold the law Up on my soapbox, a leader Out to change the world Down in my pulpit as the holier Than-thou-could-be-messenger of God Wage the war on organized crime Sneak attacks, repel down the rocks Behind the lines Some people risk to employ me Some people live to destroy me Either way they die. They killed my wife, and my baby With hopes to enslave me First mistake...last mistake! Paid by the alliance, to slay all the giants Next mistake...no more mistakes! Fill the cracks in, with judicial granite Because I don't say it, don't mean I ain't thinkin'it Next thing you know, they'll take my thoughts away I know what I said, now I must scream of the overdose And the lack of mercy killings.  |
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Post by jmAbellan on Jan 15, 2007 20:39:22 GMT 1
esta ronda la paga el Abellán  SPACE BEER (Tankard)Read in the morning paper They're shooting up another satellite Experiment on the final frontier To create the ultimate beer Precious yeast spinning in orbit Unrestrained gravity fades Nobody knows what this brew will be A magic potion? Chemistry? Everybody loves the new beer So good you want to drink it day in night It's better that and Pils, any Ex Makes you feel like really good sex If you're sick, don't fear the doctor 'Cos he has wonderful news: a case of Beer will replace the pills A drink of healing cures your ills A new idea - great innovation Future beer - it's a sensation Chuck it down, tap another barrel Magic potion out of space Chuck it down, it's a drinker's heaven Live it up and drink this beer Space beer! Space beer! Space beer - this is what I like Space beer - it tastes alright If you stick to drinking Space beer Hangovers - headaches will be in the past The Sci-Fi-booze makes you healthy and wise Your dick and brain will grow in size If you're bald, it'll make your hair grow If you're not, drink it for fun Your liver wants more and more of it It keeps your stomach strong and fit We love it - a beermaniac Utopia We want it - Oktobertest comucopia Future beer is so fantastic There is no end to what this stuff can do It multiplied - it's no trick of the light Empty bottles fill overnight It's the best nothing can match it Number one - galaxy wide The aliens from all over space Will come to earth to get a taste A new idea - great innovation Future beer - it's a sensation  |
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Post by david company on Jan 16, 2007 7:49:10 GMT 1
Después de poner la del Trooper he pensado 'ya veras como el JOse pone el Holy Wars'.. com si t'hagues parit!!!! Grandes los TANKARD; lo mejor ma frase: Chemical Invasion, fight for your right to drink pure beer!!!Y ahora un clásico.. Black Sabbath - HEaven and HellSing me a song, you're a singer
Do me a wrong, you're a bringer of evil
The Devil is never a maker
The less that you give, you're a taker
So it's on and on and on, it's Heaven and Hell, oh well
The lover of life's not a sinner
The ending is just a beginner
The closer you get to the meaning
the sooner you'll know that you're dreaming
So it's on and on and on, oh it's on and on and on
It goes on and on and on, Heaven and Hell
I can tell, fool, fool!
Well if it seems to be real, it's illusion
For every moment of truth, there's confusion in life
Love can be seen as the answer, but nobody bleeds for the dancer
And it's on and on, on and on and on....
They say that life's a carousel
Spinning fast, you've got to ride it well
The world is full of Kings and Queens
Who blind your eyes and steal your dreams
It's Heaven and Hell, oh well
And they'll tell you black is really white
The moon is just the sun at night
And when you walk in golden halls
You get to keep the gold that falls
It's Heaven and Hell, oh no!
Fool, fool!
You've got to bleed for the dancer!
Fool, fool!
Look for the answer!
Fool, fool, fool!
Se nota la mano de Dio al escribir. Se pasa de la tematica mas realista (War Pigs, Sweet Leaf, Snowblid, Fairies Wear Boots..) y ocultista barata a pura fantasia. Las letras antes ñas escribia Geezer, y se nota el cambio.. Las melodias vocales estan más curradas también, pero Ozzy sigue siendo el Prince of Darkness..  |
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