As I await...

[Mage_pegusas]

Dude that song is epic! >.<
Rock on Wudy!

[Hell_bound]

Laugh all you want children and post songs that have to do with a man wanting to get rid of a plump female (gph), a song about a duck lost in a pool of reason (ct) or a song about alcohol (Aw_d)...

But all your laughing will end here...

For with this song, from its reading, you will bend on knee and know what truth is!

Originally Posted by Ozzy

If none of us believe in war
Then can you tell me what the weapon's for?
Listen to me everyone
If the button is pushed there'll be nowhere to run

Giants, sleeping giants
Winning wars within their dreams
'Till they wake when it's too late
And in God's name blaspheme

Killer of giants threatens us all
Mountains of madness standing so tall
Marches of protest not stopping the war
Or the killer of giants
The killer of giants

Mother Nature, people state your case without its worth
Your seas run dry, your sleepless eyes are turning red alert

Killer of giants threatens us all
Mountains of madness standing so tall
Rising so proudly, it has nowhere to fall
This killer of giants
This killer of giants, yeah

Killer of giants threatens us all
Mountains of madness standing so tall
Marches of protest not stopping the war
Or the killer of giants
Oh, the killer of giants
Killer of giants
Killer of giants

Mock me all you want, but the missiles shall rain from the sky
And as so, you shall die!

/Hell_bound laughs uncontrollably

[Signatus]

This post needs a quality overhaul...

En Viena hay diez muchachas,
un hombro donde solloza la muerte
y un bosque de palomas disecadas.
Hay un fragmento de la mañana
en el museo de la escarcha.
Hay un salón con mil ventanas.

!Ay, ay, ay, ay!
Toma este vals con la boca cerrada.

Este vals, este vals, este vals,
de sí, de muerte y de coñac
que moja su cola en el mar.

Te quiero, te quiero, te quiero,
con la butaca y el libro muerto,
por el melancólico pasillo,
en el oscuro desván del lirio,
en nuestra cama de la luna
y en danza que sueña la tortuga.

!Ay, ay, ay, ay!
Toma este vals de quebrada cintura.

En Viena hay cuatro espejos
donde juegan tu boca y los ecos.
Hay una muerte para piano
que pinta de azul a los muchachos.
Hay mendigos por los tejados.
Hay frescas guirnaldas de llanto.

!Ay, ay, ay, ay!
Toma este vals que se muere em mis brazos.

Porque te quiero, te quiero, amor mío,
en el desván donde juegan los niños,
soñando viejas luces de Hungría
por los rumores de la tarde tibia,
viendo ovejas y lirios de nieve
por el silencio oscuro de tu frente.

!Ay, ay, ay, ay!
Toma este vals del "Te quiero siempre".

En Viena bailaré contigo
con un disfraz que tenga
cabeza de río.
!Mira qué orillas tengo de jacintos!
Dejaré mi boca entre tus piernas,
mi alma en fotografías y azucenas,
y en las ondas oscuras de tu andar
quiero, amor mío, amor mío, dejar,
violín y sepulcro, las cintas del vals.

"Huida de Nueva York (Dos valses hacia la civilización) - Pequeño Vals Vienés" by Federico García Lorca

And because I feel like it:

The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees
Is my destroyer.
And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose
My youth is bent by the same wintry fever.

The force that drives the water through the rocks
Drives my red blood; that dries the mouthing streams
Turns mine to wax.
And I am dumb to mouth unto my veins
How at the mountain spring the same mouth sucks.

The hand that whirls the water in the pool
Stirs the quicksand; that ropes the blowing wind
Hauls my shroud sail.
And I am dumb to tell the hanging man
How of my clay is made the hangman's lime.

The lips of time leech to the fountain head;
Love drips and gathers, but the fallen blood
Shall calm her sores.
And I am dumb to tell a weather's wind
How time has ticked a heaven round the stars.

And I am dumb to tell the lover's tomb
How at my sheet goes the same crooked worm.

"The force that through the green fuse drives the flower" by Dylan Thomas

Last but not least...

Eis aqui este sambinha
Feito numa nota só
Outras notas vão entrar
Mas a base é uma só
Esta outra é consequência
Do que acabo de dizer
Como eu sou a consequência
Inevitável de você

Quanta gente existe por aí
Que fala tanto
e não diz nada
Ou quase nada
Já me utilizei de toda a escala
E no final não sobrou nada
Não deu em nada

E voltei prá minha nota
Como eu volto prá você
Vou cantar com a minha nota
Como eu gosto de você
E quem quer todas as notas
Ré mi fá sol la si dó
Fica sempre sem nenhuma
Fique numa nota só

"Samba de uma nota só" by Tom Jobim/Newton Mendonça

Enjoy. Kisses for everyone (specially that lady there). Cya...

[Hell_bound]

Ah Signatus my friend, such a long time since I last heard from you...

Good to see that you are still around...

Hehe, Signatus such the dark romantic - I like very much the first piece...

Dissected doves, cognac, a melancholic corridor, a died book (which I'll assume is the book of the dead), garlands of weeping, irises of snow, lilies, violins and tombs...

If only women saw such darkly things as pleasurable, but perhaps maybe they would if shown "in the morning in the museum of the frost" ...

None-the-less, you are a man after my own heart...

.'.

The second piece is of beauty too...

In it a sense, I get, of life as a river which changes men...
But in the end dries the blood of man...
The hope of love exists, but ends in sores...
And though man be of clay, this is not why he be dumb...
This feeling of dumb comes from a sense of limitation...
That life ends, that love does not always mend, that he feels no connection to this world (or perhaps his connection to it is to strong, being made of clay and will one day return to dust - no escape - earth become a prison under this view)...

This in a way represents the manifest hollow that exists in every human...
Yes, a very good and wise piece indeed!

.'.

And now the third piece...
Complex indeed, yet confusing for the translation of Portuguese to English wasn't complete...
Though it seemed to be of a man that spoke, in keys of a note, but as he spoke there was nothing...
Yet somehow the things he speaks exists in all people...

If you can, please post a complete English translation...

.'.

Now three songs for you my friend, but do note that the audience (in the last song) is made up of spirits...

Originally Posted by Bauhaus

The man of shadows thinks in clay
Dreamed trapped thoughts of suffocation day
He's seen in iron environments
With plastic sweat out of chiselled slits for eyes

From the growth underneath the closed mouth
You'll catch if you listen
Rack-trapped cubist vowels
From a dummy head expression
From a dummy head expression

The transformation is invested
With the mysterious and the shameful
While the thing I am becomes something else
Part character part sensation

The shadow is cast

Originally Posted by Beck

See me comin to town with my soul
Straight down out of the world with my fingers
Holding onto the devil I know
All my troubles hang on your trigger
Take your eyes and your mind from the road
Shoot [at their] mouth if you know where you're aiming
Don't forget to pick up what [we] sow
Talking trash to the garbage around [us]

Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na

See me kickin the door with my boots
Broke down out in a ditch of old rubbish
Snakes and bones in the back of [their] room
Handing out a confection of venom
Heaven's drunk from the poison [they] use
Charm the wolves with the eyes of a gambler
Now I see it's a comfort to [them]
Hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight

Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na

I won't give up that ghost
It's sick the way these tongues are twisted
The good in us is all we know
There's too much left to taste that's bitter

I won't give up that ghost
It's sick the way these tongues are twisted
The good in us is all we know
There's too much left to taste that's bitter

Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na

Originally Posted by Bauhaus

Tonight I could be with you
Or waiting in the Wings
Lift your heart with soaring song
Cut down the puppet strings
Cut down the puppet strings

I wear a coat of drums
And dance upon your eyes
Turn the tables upside down
Change the lows to highs
Change the lows to highs

I fill you up with butterflies
Crown the heads of kings
Be glad of first night nerves
For fear gives courage wings
Fear gives courage wings

If I am on the sidelines
Chances are you'll miss
Wait alone and spotlit
For Doctor Theatre's kiss

The stage becomes a ship in flames
I tie you to the mast
Throw your body overboard
The spotlight doesn't last
The spotlight doesn't last

I could be with you
Or waiting in the wings
Lift your heart with soaring song
Cut down the puppet strings
Cut down the puppet strings

I may tap you on the shoulder
And whisper "go" in red
Strip your feet of lead my friend
Strip your feet of lead

Call the curtain
Raise the roof
Spirits on tonight

Call the curtain
Raise the roof
Spirits on tonight

Call the curtain
Raise the roof
Spirits on tonight

We love our audience

Edit:

Originally Posted by dragonladyuk

I like I like........... thanks for the lyrics Hell_Bound. Some times they speak and sometimes they don't and these did.


I do try and get whatever you are trying to say. Sometimes I miss the message but at least you do get me thinking along different tracks and maybe make me pause for a while. Any reaction is good...

I'm sorry for not commenting to you sooner, but as you can see I get easily distracted by the poisonous children...

However, I would like to thank you for your kind words...

It's rare to find an individual such as you... Even rarer is the statement, "Any reaction is good" ...

Spoken like a true artist, dragonladyuk!

Yet I would like to ask you that if there is any song(s) that speak to you to share with all of us - the ways that the song(s) speaks to you...

Doing this will help some (rather me) to make other connections with ideas within song(s), and surrounding issues...

But again dragonladyuk, thank you for your kind words.

[Angel_de_Combate]

Well heres the lyrics to a song that i cant stop listening to at the moment..

Standing in the way of control

Your back's against the wall
There's no-one home to call
You're forgetting who you are
You can't stop crying
It's part not giving in
And part trusting your friends
You'll do it all again
And I'm not lying

Oh oh oh oh ohh Oh ohh
Oh ohh Oh oh oh oh ohh Oh ohh

Standing in the way of control
You live your life
Survive the only way that you know

I'm doing this for you
Because it's easier to lose
And it's hard to face the truth
When you think you're dying
It's part not giving in
And part trusting your friends
You'll do it all again
But you don't stop trying

Oh oh oh oh ohh Oh ohh
Oh ohh Oh oh oh oh ohh Oh ohh

Standing in the way of control
You live your life
Survive the only way that you know

Oh ohh Oh oh oh oh ohh Oh ohh
Oh ohh Oh oh oh oh ohh Oh ohh

Standing in the way of control
We live our lives
Because we're standing in the way of control
We will live our lives
Because we're standing in the way of control
We live our lives
Because we're standing in the way of control
We will live our lives

Your back's against the wall
There's no-one home to call
You're forgetting who you are
You can't stop crying
It's part not giving in
And part trusting your friends
You'll do it all again
You don't stop trying

Oh oh oh oh ohh Oh ohh
Oh ohh Oh oh oh oh ohh Oh ohh

Standing in the way of control
You live your life
Survive the only way that you know

Lyrics by Beth Ditto

[Static_Fang]

"We're All to Blame" - Sum 41

[makarios68]

I found this part particularly deep and meaningful:

Originally Posted by Skatz1980

Oh oh oh oh ohh Oh ohh
Oh ohh Oh oh oh oh ohh Oh ohh

(Srry, Mec, i couldn't resist that... )

[CumeriTarenes]

also quite good was this one:

Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na

When you think about it you'll recognize the truth, believe me child!

[kraetyz]

Originally Posted by CumeriTarenes

also quite good was this one:



When you think about it you'll recognize the truth, believe me child!

I see now. Yay, I'm not a FOOL anymore, LOL. =D

[Angelwinged_Devil]

Originally Posted by Hell_bound

Laugh all you want children and post songs that have to do with a man wanting to get rid of a plump female (gph), a song about a duck lost in a pool of reason (ct) or a song about alcohol (Aw_d)...

aw come on hell bound, laugh and cheer with us XD

Originally Posted by hell_bound

Mock me all you want, but the missiles shall rain from the sky
And as so, you shall die!

/Hell_bound laughs uncontrollably

you also made me laugh, it's usually rain, but missiles destroyed the medieval theme hahahahaha XD

HELL_BOUND CAN MAKE JOKES O_O