Home » Dicembre 2006
Happy Fucking Everything
postato da Bloodysucker alle ore 22:18
venerdì, 29 dicembre 2006

Permalink ? commenti (2)

Dread The Day
postato da Bloodysucker alle ore 22:48
sabato, 09 dicembre 2006

Dopo tanto tempo ecco che mi metto a postare. Troppo poco tempo e troppe cose da fare... Comunque e' una canzone che in questi giorni mi serve da energy booster. E' dei The Gost Of Lemora e la canzone in questione e' Dread The Day.... vi consiglio caldamente di ascoltarla... x chi ancora non la conoscesse...
Dread The Day

Pass through lonely streets
Rendezvous to keep
Dark metropolis
Melancholic bliss

It's said a city sleeps,
So then do cities dream?
Each one has a soul
but London's not Moscow.
So if cities sleep
and they also dream
Dread the day the cities rise.

Nightmare inbetween
courting Death in dreams.
Suffocating fear,
seek refuge in familiar

It's said a city sleeps
So then do cities dream?
Each one has a soul,
But London's not Moscow.
So if cities sleep,
and they also dream
Dread the day the cities rise

It's said a city sleeps
So then do cities dream?
Each one has a soul,
but London's not Moscow.
So if cities sleep
and they also dream
Dread the day the cities rise, rise

Living history
breathing mystery.
What secrets lie within?
Bolzano's not Berlin.
Rat race rushes by
as dormantly they lie
Dread the day the cities rise, rise.

So if cities sleep
And they also dream
dread the day the cities rise
Rise
Rise
Rise
Rise
Permalink ? commenti (4)

The Blue Lotus - My Dying Bride
postato da OzzyRotten alle ore 14:11
domenica, 03 dicembre 2006

Una canzone aggiacciante. Nel vero senso della parola:
Under the darkened, Ancient oak
Gentle in the nights breeze
I stop and stare, rest a while
With hands upon my knees
Through jaded leaves, bush and scrub
I spy my journeys end
Black it looms, silent gloom
The castle called Avend
On I trot, past forest eyes
Past horrors of the night
Through the dark, I see a sign
A gentle glowing light

Upon reaching the castle I ascend the ivy
Towards the golden window
My heart pounds my breath is rushed
As I fight both brick and branch
The ledge is mine and over I sweep
Silent like the falling snow
Quiet, I slip across the polished floor
Tonight, I will dine with chance

The Blue Lotus, a legend, I thought a myth
Old poems and stories gone
A beauty of unimaginable lust
Both men's hearts, and Gods, were won
Skin like milk, an angels face
Thay say her smile could kill
Her hair the blackest of all black
Stories I thought Though, still

So there she lay spleeping upon the bed
Half covered by fantastic silks
Her breast I see, moves with her dreams
A sight I will always recall
A single candle that showed me the way
Through forest, river and hills
Glows upon that lovely skin
Shadows dancing aroun the walls

Closer I creep, toward my prize
The Blue Lotus lies before me
Her lips are full, red as blood
Moist as they invite me
Stoop I did to kiss those lips
In that glowing room
When suddenly, she did awake,
Her eyes filled with doom
From silks, her hands were round my neck
Escape there was no hope
A brief flash of teeth is all I saw
And gone was my throat
Her bloodlust deep, she swallowed me
Red was all I saw
She drank her fill and watched me fall
Gently to the floor

A league away my death is found
By locals who tens this land
Who lay me down in shllow earth
A single Lotus placed in my hand

Permalink ? commenti

songs, ozzy rotten