NAJLEPSZE LIRYKI

[Riven]

po zapoznaniu sie z tekstem THE WOLFPACK uwazam, ze jest to zdecydowanie jeden z najlepszych ich utworow, w jednej linii z Havoc Vulture, Tied in Bronze Chains, Suffering the Tyrants i The Pentagram Burns

She's roaming free
Tucked with a lifeline
She's haunting me
Rocked by the netherworld

Consciously comes to me
Down her knees
Painfully she moans indeed
Rapidly aggressively
Daggers shine and daggers kill

Nightfall
Chaos alive
Demonic
The wolfpack

Your path is lit
Look for the alpha
Drugged to the bone
In the devils grip

Consciously comes to me
Down her knees
Painfully she moans indeed
Rapidly aggressively
Daggers shine and daggers kill

Nightfall
Chaos alive
Demonic
The wolfpack

Warcraft of the witch
Ceremonial ritual
This is the dream
That came to follow me

Nightfall
Chaos alive
Demonic
The wolfpack

10/10

[Wódz 10]

Rewelacyjny tekst wygrzebany z debiutu Secret Chiefs 3:

I carried the tears right from your eyes
Rock & roll is a thing that needs to die
Practice room l.a., here in manchester usa
I hope you see right through my thin disguise
Give 'em cigarettes, blindfold their eyes
For those about to rock, we salute you

Fire...

Honesty doesnt fly the kite anymore
Emptiness doesnt float the boat anymore
Nihilism is fake, so the cutie pie cuts the cake
Punk rock is the easiest place to hide
Acting stoned don't make you immune anymore
Or acting smart, by talking shit after fucking whores
Rock & roll is a thing that needs to die
I hope you can see right through my thin disguise
Rock & roll is a thing that needs to...

[Pan_Kimono]

Zachęcony tekstem w sygnaturce Morpha, sprawdziłem Andrew Jackson Jihad. Jako miłośnik Woodiego Guthrie, Dylana, akustycznych kawałków GG Alina;) jestem zachwycony:) Świetny tekst:

Nobody knows everything
We know this to be true
Everything is difficult
Except what's in front of you
But it's complicated even under your nose
Bullshit math equations
And your highs and your lows
And your manic depression
It comes and it goes
Your parasympathetic nervous system reacts
And you're in fight-or-flight mode

How's the world so small when the world is so large?
And what made the world, could I please speak to who's in charge?
Everything is real but it's also just as fake
From your daughter's birthday party to your grandmother's wake
And your bi-polar illness, it comes and it goes
You parasympathetic nervous system reacts
And you're in fight or flight
You're in fight or flight
You're in fight or flight mode

I've tried to know which words to sing so many times
And I've tried to know which chords to play
And I've tried to make it rhyme
And I've tried to find the key that all good songs are in
And I've tried to find the notes to make that great resounding din

But there's a bad man in everyone
No matter who we are
There's a rapist and a Nazi living in our tiny hearts
Child pornographers and cannibals, and politicians too
There's someone in your head waiting to fucking strangle you

So here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
People love you more, oh nevermind, oh nevermind
In fucking fact, Mrs. Robinson
The world won't care whether you live or die, live or die
In fucking fact, Mrs. Robinson,
They probably hate to see your stupid face, your stupid face
So here's to you, Mrs. Robinson,
You live in an unforgiving place.

[DCI Hunt]

I picked this cunt from the bar, I was thinking the night was still young
When we arrived to my place, I realized it was a fucking mystake

What's the fuck, hairy slut
Can't you shave so fuck off

There she was standung in front of me, hairy armpits like a fucking sheep
I did lock at her hairy feet that's when I lost my erection indeed

What's the fuck, hairy slut
Can't you shave so fuck off

So I threw the bitch out of my place went to vomit then to bed
I tried, tried to masturbate but hairy image were stuck to my head

What's the fuck, hairy slut
Can't you shave so fuck off

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Flower power
Hugging trees
Hippie communes
Now what the fuck is this ?

Stupid clothes
Ugly chicks
Unshaved
Now what the fuck is this ?

Make war not love - Death to hippie scum

Peace signs
Commie ideas
All equal
Now what the fuck is this ?

Generation X
Is full of shit
Hang them high
Now that's the way to do it

Make war not love - Death to hippie scum

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Pregnancy is abomination, it's unnatural condition
Hide your bellies & stay at home, we don't want to see your bastards
Pregnant women must die-kill all their children now!
Your cunts are wide, you gain just weight,
your tits hurting, are you really proud?
You smell like shit & you look like shit so go run to abortion clinic
Pregnant women must die-kill all their children now!

[Pan_Kimono]

przez moment myślałem, że to teksty Anal Cunt

[Lykantrop]

Oczywiście nie ma mowy tutaj o duchowej kontemplacji, ale pamiętam, że ubaw miałem równy przy czytaniu tych liryków:

Outside a disco, the hour was late
Armed with a machinegun and full of hate
People inside are dancing rave
The death of those is what I crave

Discodeath, discodeath - The gasp you take is your last breath
Discodie, discodie - You're shaking loose, that's the reason why
Dancing rave, dancing rave - You're dancing rave into your grave
Having fun, having fun - I'm having fun with my machine gun

Disco party turns in to a bloodbath
You scream in pain, I just stand and laugh
I know you never will dance disco again
Metal - that's music for true men

Outside a disco, the hour was late
Armed with a machinegun and full of hate
People inside are dancing rave
The death of those is what I crave

[insectoid]

dobrywieczor.

making time in a low rent highrise no place to go downtown crushing crucifixion particles aching harmful descent take a shot and hide subway slam dance stale mattress slow throb bloating freshly open grave barefoot beggar knotted finger turning pages in a book descending no noise the great trees fall calmly through the window see backward elevation faded spirit of the gold toothed whore moon dances wondering how could this ever be kicking the habit possesion in the flesh loves made up melancholy kicking the habit trip back and unleash all anger emerging from the waterfall brakh? fork horse rear snorted downward a vulgar desire playing cards conjured on fly blown dimly lit round a room of shadows claw the side phantom pinches waking from a dream half eaten candy from some disordered heaven swirling tastes phornicate rotted meat a nested virus feels eating dish aging she sits alone in the worry shes created more time holy hatred kicking the habit

[deusk]

ciągle przeprowadzam walkę o życie
muszę się przeciskać by móc oddychać
kopią i depczą moje ideały
moje poglądy wyrzucają na śmietnik
każda chwila to nowa walka
której nie mogę się poddać
płonie mi serce, eksploduje dusza
płonie mi serce, wytrzymam wszystko
nie spuszczam głowy, nie zamykam oczu
nie zamykam ust, nie zatykam uszu
nie uciekam, bo przestałem się już bać
przez te lata nauczyłem się żyć
nie uciekam, bo już przestałem się bać
być może nawet stałem się twardzielem
nie uciekam, bo już przestałem się bać
już odkryłem swoją własną drogę

[Riven]

moj ulubiony tekst metalowy evar:

Black metal is the game I play
'cause no one show me the right way
I am a bloody Antichrist, only believe in bad
Spit at the church, Evil I get

Blasphemer. . . .
Rites of death, Return to Hell
I am Satan's child, attack you with Spell

I turn the cross upside down
and read Satanic Bible with fucking grown
my life begins at midnight twelve
masturbate to kill myself

Blasphemer. . . .

I love to drink my own blood
my sin is my life in a war with god
I talk to the demons night tonight
make love and black masses in a dark shadow light

Blasphemer. . . .

poezja

[Wujek Lucyferiusz]

Sorrow found me when I was young
Sorrow waited, sorrow won
Sorrow they put me on the pill
It's in my honey, it's in my milk

Don't leave my hyper heart alone on the water
Cover me in rag and bone sympathy
'cos I don't wanna get over you
I don't wanna get over you

Sorrow's my body on the waves
Sorrow's a girl inside my cake
I live in a city sorrow built
It's in my honey, it's in my milk

Don't leave my hyper heart alone on the water
Cover me in rag and bone sympathy
'cos I don't wanna get over you
I don't wanna get over you

Don't leave my hyper heart alone on the water
Cover me in rag and bone sympathy
'cos I don't wanna get over you
I don't wanna get over you...

Jedna z najlepszych. Kto nie czai - ten trąba.

[est]

In my full of shit life
Shit keeps raining down
Shit keeps hanging around
Taste of shit in my mouth

klasik wers

[hcpig]

The conclave entered into the room.
Inside of it they sat, these cardinals of doom.
Their votes was unanimous.
The horror instantaneous.
Observe! Smoke from chimney - not white but red!
They say it was the day that God bled.
Nuns weeped, holy men cursed
As they looked up onto the balcony and saw…
Beelzebub the First!

I am the Anti-Pope.
I am the Anti-Pope.
Like a lion kills an antelope.
Like a hammer hits a cantaloupe.
I am the Anti-Pope.

Two thousand years ago
Jesus said to his travelling show,
"No need for push. Do need for jostle.
Peter, you is my number one apostle.
Your name is mean rock - on you I build church.
No longer for successor I have need for to search."
But by Judas this words was overheard
And with mighty Satan he soon conferred,
"Oh Prince of darkness, be not in hesitation.
The head of God’s Church needs decapitation!"

I am the Anti-Pope.
I am the Anti-Pope.
Like a lion kills an antelope.
Like a hammer hits a cantaloupe.
I am the Anti-Pope.

"Hey, Grim Reaper, lend me your sickle.
This world needs some culling, blood needs to trickle!"
Prepare for the end - the Apocalypse approaches.
It’s feast time for maggots, worms and cockroaches.
But here comes White Horseman - Defender of God,
Exposing to everyone his powerful rod!
"I alone will fight for Jesus Christ
With sword so sharp I can make cheeses sliced."
He laughs to the Devil, he takes aim at Death
And he strikes down the enemy who takes one last breath.
But too early the victor makes his victory roar.
He may win this battle, but he not win the war.
For, yes, Beelzebub the First is set fire to then crucifixxed.
But next Anti-Pope is Zladko the 666th .

Yes, I am the Anti-Pope.
Like a lion kills an antelope.
Like a hammer hits a cantaloupe.
Like a neck in a hanging rope.
Like a germ in a microscope.
Like a witch reads a horoscope.
Like a cutter stabs an envelope.
I am the Anti-Pope.
There is no longer hope.
Long live Molvania!



Znacie tę piosenkę? :)

[Blackult]

ba

[koreaniec]

oślepiona kurwo zdychaj
dlaczego już się nie śmiejesz nie

--------------------------------------------

skurwiałe szmaty oblepione spermą
syf i aids
chorobotwórcze drobnoustroje gnieżdżące się w ich pizdach
syf i aids


i pozamiatane:)

aha, ten o oszalałym pracowniku co podniecał go ludzki rozkład też jest wybitny.

wstań, nadstaw dupę ofiaro nekrofilizmu


The lurker in the green sea
shades of a moving object
riches, the temple that approaches
haunts my wishes of this insanity
gorgeous console I place there my claws
those who once ripped out my eyes

[Scaarph]

znajdę cię, rozwalę łeb :)

[koreaniec]

aż se zarzucę ;)

mroczny srom

[Riven]

Nie spierdolisz.

najmocniejszy :D

[Gore_Obsessed]

By rites of a bestial nature
You're searching for your unknown future
Life eternal, fact or vision
You strive for this ancient wisdom

Behold the funeral candle
It's light is showing you your grave
Behold the funeral candle
Accept your fate, die in vain

Believe in forgotten wisdom
To behold the streams of this wisdom
Feel the might of the crimson star
You know the solution cannot be far

Behold the funeral candle
It's light is showing you your grave
Behold the funeral candle
Accept your fate, die in vain

Behold the funeral candle
Behold the funeral candle

Flashes of wastelands forgotten
Below the soil, power
What happened in this moment of glory
Your messiah turned himself against you

Lost, you see a flame burning
The candle illuminates your body
See, your life is eternal
Eternally you rot in my inferno

Behold the funeral candle
It's light is showing you your grave
Behold the funeral candle
Accept your fate, die in vain

[Scaarph]

nie wiem, czy już wklejałem, ale jak wam się te widzą:

1. Fluorescent (The Total Orchestra)

["Flourescent" half]

(Gaia sips the drink of artificial red
carefully served by a flourescent sky

She swallows the light
only to throw up shadows minutes later
on a broken public toilet

Inside her
the neonism is fed until it burst with colour
unleashing the brightest shadow of all times

In the street
metallic streams wash the concrete shores
Gaia is wet and sick
but she doesn't care anymore

Hair sticks to her face as she screams
being absorbed by colours

Now she's the brightest one of all
but no one's there to see)

["The Total Orchestra" half]

a noise is released; high-pitched
voices, the rumbling of tin and
machines, devilish decibels

open my eyes, see what I expected; red
melted plastic, yellow neon, pompous sunset over Lucky Beach

when everything abates at last
the universal glue cements wrong
to true, keeps
the tongues in place
the weightlessness from life
the total orchestra concluded


2. Speed Increased To Scaffold

A sotto voice sang for the soprano singer
Whose tyrannical arais won't cease to linger
Bob's out there none of us play cool
Classmates in a haunted school
Agent Dale Cooper won't take you any higher
C'mon li'l boy 'n play with the fire
Surrounded by the presence of the absent teacher
Both knowing silence as the music of the future
Surrendered at the sepent's burning gates of fear
If you think that this is hell the truth's in there
The world situation calls for evacuation
We wait in the dark for the next ejaculation
Your black fingernails clasp the candelabra
Turn the light on I see the abracadabra
Naomi does the catwalk even when it snows
Male photographers so envious it shows
The stage their temple their trampoline to trance
Trampled and turned by the transvestite's dance
It isn't Naomi it's the Marlboro Man
If you want to run I understand
The night dies on a daily basis
The solar orbit doesn't disturb my ekstasis
Searching for knowledge in the spirit of Tintin
Alone on a plain with Plato and Plotin
My forehead bronzed by the Lamborghini moon
I'm out of my night tomorrow at noon
Lead the suntan astray kick the cancer away
I'll kill my ego on a hidden highway
Invoke the big silence on this small disc
Trespasser listener on your own risk
Outside of our chords and choirs of the sublime
Reality is nothing but a heartbeat in time
Outside of the bass and the blitzing blastbeat
A massive vacuum whose ambition's complete
All-sound without sound booming all around
All-sound without sound booming all around
Enjoy the years of work in these minutes of movement
You evolve in our improvement
With a linear scaffold still to fulfill
I exercise a style of radical will
Accelerate the ratioplane past the sound barrier
To accomplish the bang the whole of my career
Masculine motorcar technowork sublime
Be beaten or compete this is the last heat
The Tiger Sky's jaws break the neck of time
Speed increased to scaffold
Silence be complete


3. CK II Chanel No.6

Come to me through the channels of the soul
Pantheon of designer rock 'n' roll
The war broke out in the back of my head
No victims but several dead

Clear the lounge furnished with skulls
Put out my heart and replace it with pulse
Love is the glue of our fragmentary nature
Highly compatible with winner culture

Marx in the red corner, Machiavelli in the blue
Equality asked for knock-out and got it too
The police shield and the ares-licking swan
System run by N. Selection & Son

Charles Darwin I don't want to be rude
But the panic-stricken herd trade their necks for food
Ladykillers maneaters fight about the roadmaps
Predators chase prey from mobile death traps

Coco Chanel - welcome to hell
Let me out of my prison cell
I bring you hot towels and flamboyant oils
I'm a cat stuck between transparent doors

Prometheus chained I wait for the eagle
To peck out my liver through the bullet-proof glass
Survival of the fittest suits me fine
The truth as it was told to me by Calvin Klein


4. Proprietors Of Red

The world is my will and I will a cigar
A coronas corona creation of sound
Cedar matchsticks light the best Cuban brand
Hiroshima hides in this fat Havana
A motion picture to rewind and master
The director died in a Nietzschean crash
Franco-American power première
CK II Chanel no. 6
Compact disc cinema constructed for passion propaganda
Across the wide screen
Proprietors of Red prepare the cigar
The black car slid through the dust on its aluminum belly
The snake granted them the power from an unexpected eagle
C&K clad the continents in haute culture
The clothes are worn out it's time to undress
A scene in fast motion The New Timelessness
Some Tom Cruise crosses the landing ground
His last cigarette before changing history
The pilot climbs into the Priapus cockpit
Uncle Unkind's got something to deliver
A ready-made rainfall of still going drops
Compact disk cinema constructed for passion propaganda
Across the wide screen
Propietors of Red prepare the Big Boy
Let's inhale the Big Bang
Some billion years in one single breath

If you want to be to Omniopolis
what God was to Sodoma

Open this


5. A Motion Picture

[Instrumental]


6. Omnipolis

Ils se sont rencontrés dans un cabaret dans l'air
Situé central dans la technosphere
55AH a cherché de l'amour artificiel
le bordel cosmique lui a donné une demoiselle

Liberté Egalité Fraternité
Le sexe n'existe plus, la peur l'a remplacé
Liberté Egalité
Dans le nouvel état d'Omnipolis

Une mémoire d'un bateau a voile
Illumine les amants après l'accident général
Je t'ai vu dans une autre vie
M'appelle 55AH tu t'appelles Ma Fille
Pour elle il n'était qu'une affaire artificielle
Au prochain mon amour intemporel!

Né dans une famille zéroparentale
Enfant d'une sexualité monomentale
Se souvenir de l'état national
Peine capitale ça faisait mal
Jadis on subissait l'Europolice
Dans le nouvel état d'Omnipolis

Le terme péjoratif d'européenne
Remplacera celui de lesbienne

Je t'ai vu dans une autre vie
M'appelle 55AH tu t'appelles Ma Fille
Pour elle il n'était qu'une affaire artificielle
Au prochain mon amour intemporel!


7. Backpaka Baba

Crime's the other side of what's right
Baba lives on the wrong side of the earth
On a plain flat planet he would've been white
Nobleman by name aristocrat by birth

Selling shades on the beach by daily routine
Matches the irony of your Western magazine
Papayabananacakecoconutjuice!
Baby with the basket pushes fruits and news

While man came across the sea
To change my under-developed diaper
White man came across the sea
To wipe my ass with tabloid paper

I'm a passionate man help me first
Ease my hunger quench my thirst
Can you see yourself devoured
I'll do anything to stay empowered

Part of him feels like some new kind of Noah
But all he can carry is some hectograms of Goa
Big Mother Ocean shut the stereo down
He travelled to listen not to see

On Arambol Beach his guitar will soon sound
When the last black man's crossed the sea
His earth turned flat his passport photo black
Backpacker Baba's never coming back


8. Third Person Plural

Ambassador on earth Mr. Stardust
Frrls somewhat lost on his quest for the lust
Debonair diplomat seeks uninhibited space
Out of the million city a peaceful face

It's a man's garage the parts lie on the floor
The mystic rebuilt the car the mechanic hit the door
Humiliated father lover friend
So many names for the Children of the End

Where have all the women gone
Through time through space humanity be one
The on-going fight between mine and yours
Transhistorial cause of all wars

The Golden Gun judges Bond judges Mr. M
I judge you s/he judges them
Where you can't find humility you won't find me
From the room of reflection staring at the sea

Show the sole of your shoe to a Muhammadan
He'll wish you off to Satanistan
Thus as a good Christian Catholic or Jew
Say thankyah very much I've got something for you

Your mother's a goal she cries for every ball
Ramming past the poles her cunt the local mall
Everybody's welcome to her Disneyland of vice
Twice as many visitors and half the price

At the age of twelve she got addicted to cock
The advanced to a musem digging dinosaur rock
Turned to audition for Jurassic Park
Kidnapped Mr. Rex and disappeared in the dark

Governed by a nation whose language I don't know
Where have all the women gone?
Through time through space humanity be one
Break the row fly above then chech below


9. 04.34 PM

Metallic bugs crawl violently through life
as grey noise rapes the red air

an artificial pulse

One gaping breath's a metallic dream
The city's kiss is a feverish scream

Just close your eyelids
- it will strengthen the explosion in your mind


10. The New Timelessness

Proprietors of Red and Priests against Prozac
Propose one hour of messainic mozart
Wolfgang Amadeus a.k.a. Muzak
Got himself a VISA and went wild in the popmart
The 23rd player thrashing the rest of his team
Flashed his ability to discard the mainstream
Largo to presto he grieves the accelerando's finite
Headphones on tight more beats per minute
Stepping on his watch enters the state of Freedia
Fucking the hostility inherent in the media
From chronological to kairological
Measure of the linear time unjustly installed
as the distinguo between work and pleasure
Serial time personal sublime
Immortalizing the point on the time
That's meandered in a circle
The revolution of all the small parts that constitute the cosmos
in which you speed for a paradise
moving just ahead but slightly faster
Middle-aged monster get out of here!
Cyclical patterns don't fit your square ear
Sensing so slowly you mistake the Sunset of Sole
For the longed-for legendary sunrise of old
Your sexist ratio pervades the hearts
Your racist sexio misinterprets the arts
Decay's seized your sensorial protection
The only thing evil's your own perception
We rest on day seven
On day eight we blast heaven


11. Cosmophony

[album's 2007 re-issue track]

The kiss disappeared and came back as a split
Phantom that inhabits my stomach
Dance as my limbs are playing
Your first imitation is born
An echo without source
Longing for McDonald’s compassion
Ducklings follow their mother
Fried or alive
The sexual law
The chopped snake
Sensuality is Sanskrit for the few
The colour we fear
Bitten by the colour we believe
Biting back
The big rhythm appears
Grooving further into the eternal grey
Open the knowledge
Falls to the ground like a mirror
What we gather
What we save
Lose stretch strive
Searching for will in a part of the Will
The cosmophony continues in these
The brain remains behind virgin walls
Come
My hooks are hereby thrown
Skin burst flesh torn
Faith of my fathers
Your son bleeds
Bashed in the propellers’ protected room
Where dreams are drowned in woollen empathy
And unfathomable fingers interpret the sea
Dream my world with open eyes
My doubt blinded by a radiant throne
Abnormal Living
Take your seat
I’m not small
I don’t feel ashamed
I believe my essence is pure
In the name of the Will
In the name of the Power
The split has disappeared and come back as a kiss

?
mocno niestandardowe liryki jak na metalową kapelę, ale mają w sobie jakąś taką gorzką nutę, że mnie rozpierdalają.

[Scaarph]

inb4 zajebisty tekst do piątego :roll: