RaXz 3 Geplaatst 4 mei 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 4 mei 2011 Die laatste vind ik mooi. Mensen zijn licht, al dan niet ingepakt door een klein groepje die ervan houdt om zichzelf in te pakken. We schijnen al te schijnen, dus dan hoeft enkel de verpakking nog te verdwijnen. Daar is lef voor nodig wanneer je in trance bent gebracht door heersers, daar komt dan vertrouwen bij kijken. Rudimentary Peni - Cosmetic Plague Being honest is no means of survival Avoid your inner feelings like the plague This is what it takes to comply with the images This structure will accomodate But things aren't what they seem when they're partially hidden Behind walls of pretense built for peace of mind The barriers between us are forever maintained By our acceptance of the roles others choose to define In a world of competition life's portrayed as a contest Where we're forced to live by making gains at others expense But no one's really gaining when perpetual conflict Is the result of our relationships based on pretense We don't need this cultural cosmetic division It upholds the self-interest on which the system feeds A deconditioned consciousness of mutual respect Is the only way to cure this cosmetic disease Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
Archillion 0 Geplaatst 4 mei 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 4 mei 2011 Tijd voor wat propaganda. Wat kan ik doen? Waarom is er oorlog, Waarom is er haat? Kinderen met ziektes En armoede op straat? Ik zou wel willen helpen Maar ik weet alleen niet hoe Ik wil wel iets betekenen Maar wat, wat kan ik doen? Het maakt me soms verdrietig Die beelden op tv Van hele nare dingen Daar zit ik best wel mee Want hier heb ik toch alles? Een huis, een bed, een school En dan durf ik nog te zeggen: “Hè bah, weer rode kool†Daarna voel ik me schuldig En best wel erg verwend Want in mijn hele leven Heb ik nooit honger gekend Refrein Mijn kamer vol spullen Ik heb zelfs ook een PC Maar soms zit ik te denken Neem alles maar weer mee Natuurlijk steunt mijn vader Altijd het goede doel Dan voelt ‘ie zich tevreden Het geeft een goed gevoel Toch blijft er iets knagen Ik weet niet goed waarom Ik mag toch echt niet klagen Maar ik vind mijn leven stom Refrein Waarom is er oorlog, Waarom is er haat? Kinderen met ziektes En armoede op straat? Ik zou wel willen helpen En ik weet ineens ook hoe Ik kan best iets betekenen Ik weet wat ik kan doen En de lyrics van een geweldig nummer van Fairyland. Het mooie vind ik dat het bijna klinkt als een christelijk liedje. Score To A New Beginning A new age dawns before my eyes, I can feel the ars divine (Whut?) With the sun above we'll build our holy land What a sight to see a future yet to come Now we become as one with the feeling of heaven A better age will surely rise, forget the pain, embrace the light "The sacred gift of innocence" Darkness is down, alive we stand, Gods' children come redeem your holy land What a sight to see a future yet to come Now we become as one with the feeling of heaven A better age will surely rise, forget the pain, embrace the light "The sacred gift of innocence" Darkness is down, alive we stand, Gods' children come redeem your holy land Now we are close to a new world coming, blessed be the light in our souls No more we'll follow the blind "And His lies won't be heard" We'll be the masters of our lives Beyond the crystal gates under the sun will rise. Enlighten our time Usher a better time. The future is thine A better age will surely rise, forget the pain, embrace the light "The sacred gift of innocence" Darkness is down, alive we stand, Gods' children come redeem your holy land Now we are close to a new world coming, blessed be the light in our souls No more we'll follow the blind "And His lies won't be heard" We'll be the masters of our lives On this day, we will fly away Like an eagle soars to another shore We are flying high on the events tide. Blessed be the one who guides us Higher, take me higher The dreams sent by the gods live forever now, forever more Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
RaXz 3 Geplaatst 10 mei 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 10 mei 2011 Crass - Ninteen Eighty Bore Who needs lobotomy when we've got the ITV Who needs ECT when there's good old BBC? Switch on the set, light up the screen Fantasise and dream about what you might have been Who needs controlling when they've got the cathode ray They've got your ****** soul, now they'll fuse your brains away Mindless ****** morons sit before the set Being fed the mindless rubbish they deserve to get Can't switch off big brother, they've lost all will to act Lost in drab confusion, was it fiction, was it fact? Another plastic bullet stuns another Irish child But no-one's really bothered, no, the telly keeps them mild They've lost all sense of feeling to the every hungry glow Drained of any substance by the vicious telly blow No longer know what's real or ain't, slowly going blind They stare into the goggle box while the world goes by, behind The Angels are on T.V. tonight, grey puke ******* shit They army occupy Ireland, but the boot will never fit Was it Coronation Street? Or was it Londonderry? Oh it doesn't ****** matter, Paul Daniels'll keep us merry Yes, I've heard of Bobby Sands, wasn't it Emmerdale Farm? Yes, that's right, he was kicked by a cow I hope it didn't do him no harm And wasn't the Holocaust terrible, good thing it wasn't for real Of course I've heard of H-Block, it's the baccy with man appeal Deeper and deeper and deeper, layer upon layer Illusion, confusion, is there anyone left who can care? Yes, the Abbey National cares for you Nat West, and Securicor Well brings out the Branston bren-guns Let's spice it up some more The Sweeney are cruising Brixton, created another Belfast And J.R.'s advising Thatcher on lighting, make up and cast A thousand camera lenses point at the people's pain As millions of mindless morons watch the action replay again Action replay again Softly, softly, into your life, you're held in it's brilliant glow Softly, softly, feeding itself on the you you'll never know You're life's reduced to nothing, but an empty media game Big Brother ain't watching you mate, you're ******* watching him Rudimentary Peni - Radio Schizo transatlantic titanic freakshout radio schizo new empire's devouring old radio schizo the one's called sane wanna self destruct radio schizo peoples caught in poison webs radio schizo chains their brains to the media mains radio schizo fabel + label make your tower of babel radio schizo Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
Seek&Find 0 Geplaatst 12 mei 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 12 mei 2011 Jezus is de goede herder Jezus, hij is overal Jezus is de goede herder Brengt jou veilig naar de stal Als je 's avonds niet kunt slapen Als je bang in het donker bent Denk dan eens aan al die schapen Die de Heer bij name kent Jezus is de goede herder Jezus, hij is overal Jezus is de goede herder Brengt jou veilig naar de stal Gisteravond iedere avond gezongen voor mijn jongste... Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
Josee 0 Geplaatst 12 mei 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 12 mei 2011 Jezus is de goede herderJezus, hij is overal Jezus is de goede herder Brengt jou veilig naar de stal Als je 's avonds niet kunt slapen Als je bang in het donker bent Denk dan eens aan al die schapen Die de Heer bij name kent Jezus is de goede herder Jezus, hij is overal Jezus is de goede herder Brengt jou veilig naar de stal Gisteravond iedere avond gezongen voor mijn jongste... Wat lief dat je dit voor de jongste zingt! Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
Josee 0 Geplaatst 12 mei 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 12 mei 2011 Als het leven soms pijn doet - Reni & Elisa Als het leven soms pijn doet en de storm gaat tekeer in een tijd van moeite en verdriet, alsof de zon niet meer opkomt en het altijd donker blijft, en de ochtend het daglicht nooit meer ziet. Refr. Juist op die momenten, als het echt niet meer gaat laat me merken, laat me voelen dat U werkelijk bestaat, dat uw armen om mij heen zijn en uw liefde mij omgeeft, dat ik zal zien, als ik terug kijk, dat U mij gedragen heeft. Als ik kom met al m’n vragen, met m’n twijfels en m’n pijn, met m’n angst en onveiligheid, dan lijkt de hemel soms van koper, geen gebed komt er doorheen en ik verstik in onzekerheid Juist op die momenten … Bridge: Heer, wilt U mij helpen als ik moe ben of verward, dat het geloof in mijn verstand ook zal leven in mijn hart. Dit nummer raakt mij echt.. Het dikgedrukte stukje slaat misschien wel een beetje op mij.. Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
Archillion 0 Geplaatst 12 mei 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 12 mei 2011 Ahh, Reni & Elisa. Good times... Dit is zeker weten mijn favoriete nummer van hen. Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
Ebbeloe 0 Geplaatst 12 mei 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 12 mei 2011 Als het leven soms pijn doet - Reni & ElisaAls het leven soms pijn doet en de storm gaat tekeer in een tijd van moeite en verdriet, alsof de zon niet meer opkomt en het altijd donker blijft, en de ochtend het daglicht nooit meer ziet. Refr. Juist op die momenten, als het echt niet meer gaat laat me merken, laat me voelen dat U werkelijk bestaat, dat uw armen om mij heen zijn en uw liefde mij omgeeft, dat ik zal zien, als ik terug kijk, dat U mij gedragen heeft. Als ik kom met al m’n vragen, met m’n twijfels en m’n pijn, met m’n angst en onveiligheid, dan lijkt de hemel soms van koper, geen gebed komt er doorheen en ik verstik in onzekerheid Juist op die momenten … Bridge: Heer, wilt U mij helpen als ik moe ben of verward, dat het geloof in mijn verstand ook zal leven in mijn hart. Dit nummer raakt mij echt.. Het dikgedrukte stukje slaat misschien wel een beetje op mij.. Hoe vaak heb ik dit nummer wel niet geluisterd en kwam ik tissues te kort? Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
tucker 28 Geplaatst 13 mei 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 13 mei 2011 Gisteravond iedere avond gezongen voor mijn jongste... Inprenting niks mis mee (meestal dan toch niet). Hoe oud is de jongste (net geen contradictie-in-terminis)? Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
Seek&Find 0 Geplaatst 13 mei 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 13 mei 2011 Ja, haha, als je het maar vaak genoeg zingt... Ze is bijna 2. Maar ik geloof dat het nu niet zo'n indruk meer maakt. Een paar maanden terug zei ze nog, als ik het liedje nog niet had gezongen: "jeeze...? jeeze...?". Dus blijkbaar zit het er toch wel goed in. Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
RaXz 3 Geplaatst 15 mei 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 15 mei 2011 Biohazard - Salvation Someday I hope to rise above material chains which hold me down To turn my anger into love and keep my feet planted on the ground. To undo stigmas societies branded, misconceptions about being a man. To be grateful, take nothing for granted, to live the truth as best I can. I seek the truth whatever that may be, I seek the answers to questions, please God help me. To look at people and see no color, vision clear of prejudice or spite, To treat people just like my brother, for this I pray with all my might. To learn to let go of all my fears and learn to embrace all of my tears, To search for faith and humility, to walk the path which sets me free. Salvation, from society, damnation, have mercy on me. So many lies I told, so many lives Ive sold. So far away from who I am I never understand. So many things I regret, so many things that I let Take me away from myself, too late to take it back. So many dreams I had, so many lives Ive lived So many friends I said goodbye forever So amny times I wish, so many times I dream, Do it again, I swear Id never. In my quest to uncover the truth the deepest wounds get left behind As I seek serenity from the war, from the war inside my mind. Biohazard - Love Denied A child is told from day number one He's a worthless piece of shit, bad and dumb Generations pass down low self self esteem We're molded by things we've heard and seen Or punched in the mouth for being unsure Or locked behind the closet door We learn what we live, we live what we learn Abuse of innocence to evil we turn Can anybody hear their cries? Can anybody tell them why? You gotta read between the lies People die when love is denied One of many lessons i learned to be like You ain't gonna live like you You made me what I am today So close to you, yet so far away The pain you lived with made you ill An empty hole with nothing to fill I forgive and love you forever, still A waste of time, a waste of life Livin' on the edge of a sharp fuckun' knife I can't blame you for never being around I know you never meant to hurt and bring me down Look in their eyes to hear their cries And you will see all their pain lying dormant inside Now realize as time passes by That people die when love is denied Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
RaXz 3 Geplaatst 1 juni 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 1 juni 2011 Rudimentary Peni - The Cloud Song The Black Cloud gathers smothers my Brain As I cry another tear in this struggle of Pain Another hurdle to clear is it all the same Is the conquest of pain my only Aim? The Pain has got to Stop, it's eating into me, My apathy upholds this misery, this hatred for myself will Destroy me If i don't to give it the love it needs Have you ever realised you must love Yourself if you don't than can you love anybody else? Nobody can reach you through your personal hell You'll just eat yourself away in your tourtured shell. Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
RaXz 3 Geplaatst 5 juni 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 5 juni 2011 Aangezien Nederland z'n bloederige handen flink in de wapenhandel zitten in de bittere radioactieve vrede. Crass - Major General Despair We're looking for a better world, but what do we see? Just hatred, poverty, aggression, misery. So much money spent on war When three quarters of the world is so helplessly poor. Major General Despair sits at his desk, Planning a new mode of attack, He's quite unconcerned about chance or risk, The Major General's a hard nut to crack. Oh yes, he designs a cruise missile, Tactically sound, operationally O.K., While the starving crawl onto the deathpile, They can't avoid their fate another day. Attack on the mind, but he calls it defense, But I ask you again, who's it for? Do the starving millions who don't stand a chance Hope to benefit by his stupid war? Babies crippled with hunger before they could walk, Mothers with dry breasts cry dry tears, And meanwhile Major General Despair gives a talk On increasing the war budget over the years. How can they do it, these men of steel, How can they plot destruction, pain? Is it the only way that they can feel, By killing again and again? Is it some part of themselves that has died That permits them to plan as they do? Or is it us that is dead, do we simply hide From the responsibility to stop what they do? There's so many of us, yet we let them have their way, At this moment they're plotting and planning. We've got to rise up to take their power away, To save the world that they're ruining. They're destroying the world with their maggot-filled heads, Death, pain and mutilation, They've got the responsibility of millions of dead. Yet they're still bent on destruction. The generals and politicians who advocate war should be made to wade in the truth of it, They should spend sleepless nights shivering with fear and by day time should crawl in the deathpit. They'll find the truth of what they've done there, Festering corpses they and their kind made, Eyeless skulls that endlessly stare Having seen the truth of military trade. The earth was our home, the wind and the air, The blue sky, the grass and the trees, But these masters of war, what do they care? Only sentiments, these. It's our world but through violence they took it away, Took dignity, happiness, pride. They took all the colours and changed them to grey With the bodies of millions that died. They destroy real meaning through their stupid games, Make life a trial of fear. They destroy what values we have with their aims, Make us feel it's wrong if we care. Well, we do care, it's our home, they've been at it too long, If it's a fight they want, it's beginning. Throughout history, we've been expected to sing their tired song But now it's our turn to lead the singing... Fight war, not wars, Make peace, not war. Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
BookerT 0 Geplaatst 6 juni 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 6 juni 2011 Otis Redding-Dock of the bay Sittin' in the mornin' sun I'll be sittin' when the evenin' come Watching the ships roll in And then I watch 'em roll away again, yeah I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay Watching the tide roll away Ooo, I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time I left my home in Georgia Headed for the 'Frisco bay 'Cause I've had nothing to live for And look like nothin's gonna come my way So I'm just gonna sit on the dock of the bay Watching the tide roll away Ooo, I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time Look like nothing's gonna change Everything still remains the same I can't do what ten people tell me to do So I guess I'll remain the same, yes Sittin' here resting my bones And this loneliness won't leave me alone It's two thousand miles I roamed Just to make this dock my home Now, I'm just gonna sit at the dock of the bay Watching the tide roll away Oooo-wee, sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time Een van mijn favoriete nummers, van een van mijn favoriete zangers. Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
Archillion 0 Geplaatst 8 juni 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 8 juni 2011 Transatlantic - We All Need Some Light Some people think Think they have none They might as well stay down Running in circles Like bulls in a ring 'Til the sword finds it's way down While the creep beats the rap on appeal And the cop who can't stop Shows the kids how to steal And we all need some light now We all need some light now Yes, we all need some light now Turn on your light And wash the darkness away Hey you on the brink Waiting to fall To become human surplus The movie's still shooting You might still get the role And man it's all just a circus But the clown left town long ago Maybe he'll come back and give us a show And we all need some light now We all need some light now Yes, we all need some light now Turn on your light and wash the darkness away Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
RaXz 3 Geplaatst 11 juni 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 11 juni 2011 Crass - End Result I am a product. I am a symbol of endless, hopeless, fruitless, aimless games. I'm a glossy packages on the supermarket shelf. My contents aren't fit for human consumption. I could tragically injure your perfect health. My ingredients will seize up your body function. I'm the dirt that everyone walks on. I am the orphan nobody wants. I am the staircarpet everyone walks on. I am the leper nobody wants to touch.......... much. I am a sample. I am a scapegoat of useless, futureless, endless, mindless ideas. I'm a number on the paper you file away. I'm a portfolio you stick in the trunk. I'm the fool you try to scare when you say "We know all about you, of that you can be sure." Well, I don't want your perfect system, I don't want to be on your files. Your temptations I try to resist them Cos I know what hides beneath your smiles, it's.......... EST. I am a topic. I am subject a for useless, futureless, endless, mindless debates. You think up ways that you can hide From the naieve eyes of your figurehead, But don't you find that it ain't easy? Wouldn't you love to see me dead? Your answer is to give me treatment For crying out when you give me pain, Leave me with no possible remnant, You poke your knives into my brain, you send me.......... insane! I am an example. I'm no hero of the great, intelligent, magnificent human race. I'm part of the race that kills for possessions Part of the race that's wiping itself out. I'm part of the race that's got crazy obsessions Like locking people up, not letting them out. I hate the living dead and their work in factories. They go like sheep to their production lines. They live on illusions, don't face the realities, All they live for is that big blue sign, it says, it says..........bored Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
MaRijuh 0 Geplaatst 13 juni 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 13 juni 2011 u2 - original of the pieces Baby slow down The end is not as fun as the start Please stay a child somewhere in your heart I'll give you everything you want Except the thing that you want You are the first one of your kind And you feel like no-one before You steal right under my door And I kneel ‘cos I want you some more I want the lot of what you got And I want nothing that you're not Everywhere you go you shout it You don't have to be shy about it Some things you shouldn't get too good at Like smiling, crying and celebrity Some people got way too much confidence baby I'll give you everything you want Except the thing that you want You are the first one of your kind And you feel like no-one before You steal right under my door I kneel ‘cos I want you some more I want the lot of what you got And I want nothing that you're not Everywhere you go you shout it You don't have to be shy about it, no And you'll never be alone Come on now show your soul You've been keeping your love under control Everywhere you go you shout it You don't have to be shy about it Everywhere you go you shout it Oh my my And you feel like no-one before You steal right under my door I kneel ‘cos I want you some more I want you some more, I want you some more... Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
RaXz 3 Geplaatst 14 juni 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 14 juni 2011 Contravene - Whose Nature Is It? Power hungry politicians to oversee foreign relations. Controlling the defense systems & borders between nations. But meanwhile a much more secret side still holds the upper hand. They're working hard day and night they have our future planned. The corporations have the brains but their motivations comes from greed. The politicians are lacking minds but they have the money that they need. Together they're the team that forms the good ol' USA. Corporate control & federal defense to protect the capitalist way. Monsanto began behind locked doors. They started splicing genes, manipulating nature - to control what our future will bring. Disease resistant crops producing higher yields. Plants that thrive on less water & grow in less fertile fields. But they couldn't stop there - chemically they held the key. They started producing special pesticides since the public couldn't see. Now they control the food crops through genes they went and spliced and sell the chemicals to maintain bio-engineered plant life. They didn't predetermine the effects of changing nature's plans, or think about the outcome on livestock & humans. So the next logical step in their conquest for greed was to manufacture pharmaceuticals that soon we all will need. Still manipulating life - it's too late, the seeds are sewn. They're still producing pesticides & fertilizers to ensure that plants are grown. And as our health is failing all over the world today, they continue to develop & push more drugs to keep our symptoms at bay. This is but one example of how corporate america rules our lives. They're making money off of us when we're born, throughout our lives, and when we die. Discharge - Drunk With Power Drunk With Power For how long do we tolerate these fools drunk with power Drunk with power, obsessed with death Death and destruction, drunk with power A giant game of chess they play with you and I as the disposable pieces Drunk with power, obsessed with death Death and destruction, drunk with power Power, power, power, power, power Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
Ol Moth 0 Geplaatst 27 juni 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 27 juni 2011 Het perfecte "volkslied" (bedoel het Engelse Anthem) voor al het natuurschoon/natuurgeweld. Assemblage 23 - Infinite Infinite Like a grain of sand Swallowed by the desert Like a drop of rain That falls from darkened clouds I am overwhelmed I stand here awed and humbled At the feet of giants Whose shadows stretch for miles CHORUS Staggering and infinite And full of ageless grace The universe seemed limitless Without any time Without any place Staggering and infinite The beauty of it all I feel insignificant Never have I ever felt so small Like a century That passes in a day's time Like an endless loop That shudders to a stop The world redefined An existence without boundaries I am overcome I am lost within it's scale (CHORUS) Like a drop of rain Swallowed by the desert Like a grain of sand That sinks beneath the waves Even the greatest peak Will one day wear to nothing Even the deepest sea Will one day dry to dust (CHORUS) Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
RaXz 3 Geplaatst 27 juni 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 27 juni 2011 Past goed bij het gevoel wat ik had toen ik in het bos een grote dode boom tegenkwam die geraakt was door de bliksem, zo mooi.... Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
RaXz 3 Geplaatst 8 juli 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 8 juli 2011 Poison Girls - Price of Grain We all talk a lotabout wanting to be free Sitting in the last lap of luxury While some are dying for a handful of rice Who controls the market who fixes the price THE PRICE OF GRAIN AND THE PRICE OF BLOOD I asked the well-dressed Eurofarmer Why do some grow fat while others starve He said "Can't afford to send food to Ethiopia Be realistic, this ain't Utopia" They're dumping potatoes and burning grain And pouring fresh milk down the drain While rich young things in brand new cars Play fast and loose like superstars And we in the west all know and care And we all shed our crocodile tears Playing games while others die So we se we can keep our prices high And everyone says "We're not to blame" Let's all wash hands and play the game Boom and slump and waste and glut The currency is human blood Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
RaXz 3 Geplaatst 8 juli 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 8 juli 2011 The Mob - Witch hunt Stubbing out progress where seeds are sown, Killing off anything that's not quite known, Sitting around in a nice safe home, Waiting for the witch hunt. Idle plans for the idol rich, Knitting the economy not dropping a stitch, Destroying anything that doesn't quite fit, Waiting for witch hunt. Still living with the English fear waiting for the witch hunt dear, Still living with the English fear waiting for the witch hunt dear. Changing your course for another way, You better stop that or be willing to pay, Never mind son you'll come around some day, Under pressure from the witch hunt Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
WonderfulStar 0 Geplaatst 8 juli 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 8 juli 2011 What do they see when they look at me? Who are they to judge me If they never spoke with me Never looked without laughing Never tried to see, see me I can't believe that it is only me The person to hate The only left out I can't believe how they can be so mean If they could feel the brutal stings of their words And the bitter cold when they laugh Once more I'm running Running away, I must hide Can't take anymore A fight to free me from an endless struggle with life Running, tell me how far should I go If they're all the same This fight I'm fighting my way through I don't really want to be like them The way they behave The way that they live I don't really need someone No people like that Someone in a world with wars and respite A world without the feeling I must be running Running away, I must hide Can't take anymore A fight to free me from an endless struggle with life Running, tell me how far should I go If they're all the same This fight I'm fighting my way through After Forever - Eccentric Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
RaXz 3 Geplaatst 11 juli 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 11 juli 2011 Poison Girls - Persons Unknown This is a message to persons unknown Persons in hiding, Persons unknown Survival in silence Isn't good enough no more Keeping your mouth shut, head in the sand Terrorists and saboteurs Each and every one of us Hiding in shadows, persons unknown Hey there Mr. Average You don't exist you never did Hiding in shadows persons unknown Habits of hiding Soon will be the death of us Dying in secret from poisons unknown This is a message to persons unknown Strangers and passers-by Persons unknown Turning a blind eye Hope to go unrecognized Keeping your secrets Persons unknown Housewives and prostitutes Plumbers in boiler suits Truants in coffee bars Who think you're alone Big men on building sites Sick men in dressing gowns Agents in motor cars Who never go home Women in factories One parent families Women in purdah Persons unknown Wild girls and criminals Rotting in prison cells Patients in corridors Persons unknown Statistics on balance sheets Numbered and rubberstamped Blind and invisible You're lost in your homes Liggers and layabouts Lovers on roundabouts Wake up in the morning With persons unknown Accountants in nylon shirts Feminists in floral skirts Nurses for when it hurts Persons unknown Astronauts and celibates Deejays and hypocrites Liars and lunatics Persons unknown Hopefuls on football pools Teachers in empty schools Kids into heroin not yet full grown Typists and usherettes Black men who can't forget The lonely who long for Persons unknown Closet idealists Baldheaded realists Rastas and bikers The voice on the phone Pimps and economists Royalty and communists Rioters and pacifists Persons unknown Visionaries with coloured hair Leather boys who just don't care Garter girls with time to spare Persons unknown Judges with prejudice Dissidents and anarchists Policemen deal dirty tricks To persons unknown Strikers and pickets Collectors of tickets Radical architects The queen on her throne Soldiers in uniform Sailors and stevedores Beggars and bankers Perjurers and men of law Persons unknown Football crowd hooligans Bunking off school again Workers down tools again United's at home Smokers with heart disease Cleaners of lavatories The old with their memories Persons unknown Flesh and blood are who we are Flesh and blood are what we are Flesh and blood are who we are Our cover is blown... Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
Archillion 0 Geplaatst 18 juli 2011 Rapport Share Geplaatst 18 juli 2011 Majestic Vanguard - "Footprints" Heavy wounds are bleeding, when you leave your empty soul Search to breathe the lightness, but shadows only see the dawn So many fortunetellers have put your faith in a harmless stone You’re lost in endless voices and fight your way into hidden storms There is a dreamland, a land by gold, a brand new kingdom stands, a dream so old, a land of gold sand it’s made for you and me I pray to see the land Oh Father of might... Give me! oooh ... a sign up in the air oooh See the footprints in the golden sand When you cross the river, feel no pain Just take His hand, He’ll lead you to the Promised Land See my footprints on the golden sand when I cross the river there is no pain I take His hand and we enter the Promised Land When the scenes from lifetime flash in front your haunted eyes, you see a Man from dreamland, who guides your footsteps in the sand I feel His mighty hand, the footprints in the sand Link naar bericht Deel via andere websites
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