Zomaar een greep uit het aantal lyrics dat ik meesterlijk vind!
Satyricon - Angstridden
Born into a field of flowers, to slowly wilt away
Sheltered by wings, delicately smothered by blindness
Released among the wolves, thus molded by resistance
Ridden by the clawed hoofs of tyrants
The fruit of other worlds, but grown by loneliness
Concealing a black soul, and but sensing the beyond
Uniquely grown from within
Shimmered by a darker night, but left to solitude
How can one disclose a darker night,
if one but rests?
Or evidence the suffering,
by wordly gauge?
Or comprehend the long-drawn agony
When pain and evil never trod one down
Like a warring sun, from a better kingdom
Beautiful, free, of different steel!
Dearly prized, and equally broken
He should have gone free of you!
An emotional tumour, gnaws from inside
Of heartless, spineless treason
The darkest night now weaves its loom
Soon to release its spawn
Nehëmah - The Thousand Tongues Of Medusa
She's got the long fangs of a boar, two smooth golden wings, she's got bronze hands,
with sharp claws, her poison blood running through her ophidian corpse is magic, it's a
cure, a real fucking venom linked to Gaia, it gives life to a warrior, a winged horse, nobody
resists her diabolical eyes! Convulsions of pain and hate, endlessly cripple her frost face...
She lives far to the east, where eternity begins, in the Esperidian garden, close to the land
of the dead. The thousand tongues of Medusa! Hidden in the shadows, humid and cold,
you wait without mercy, to petrify all life, your face is a mirror, which reflects the deep
anguish of those who stare at you, even Ares doesn't resist.. Whoever stares at your face,
horrible and motionless, it turned into stone, for eternity...
Emperor - Cosmic Keys To My Creations And Times
The heaves are lit by the stars where years of secrets of universal
forces lay hid. They shine so bright, but yet they have seen more evil
than time itself. Reflected in the deepless lakes they are drowning in
black elements. They are the planetary keys to unlimited wisom and
power for the Emperor to obtain.They being the gods of the wolves whom
upon they bark at night, requesting their next victim in thirst of
blood. I enjoy those moments I may haunt with these beats of the night.
What kinds of beings are existing at the deeps of my lakes? They
surely must be of an evil race, for no friendly thing can live in such
depressive waters. Here is also a planet similar to the moon, but its
phases is only one abd it is in its most powerful for all and ever...
There passes no light without the barking of the wolves. All these
landscapes are timeless, and this is all just a part of cosmos, but
all is mine and past and future is yet to discover... Much have been
discovered, but tomorrow I will realise I existed before myself. I
will be reborn before I die. I will realise planets ages old, created
by a rules with a crown of dragon claws, arrived with a stargate...
Emperor - I Am The Black Wizards
Mightiest am I, but I am not alone in this cosmos of mine. For the
black hills consists of black souls, souls that already dies one
thousand deaths. Behind the stone walls of centuries they breed their
black art. Boiling their spells in cauldrons of black gold. Far up in
the mountains, where the rain fall not far, yet the sun cannot
reach. The wizards, my servants, summon the souls of macrocosm. No age
will escape my wrath. I travel through time and I return to the
future. I gather wisdom now lost. I visit again the eternally ancient
caves, before a mighty Emperor thereupon came. Watching the mortals
"discovering" my chronicles, guarded by the old demons, even unknown
to me. Once destroyed their souls are being summoned to my timeless
prison of hate. It is delightful to feast upon the screaming souls
that was destroyed in my future. How many wizards that serve me with
evil. I know not. My empires has no limits. From the never ending
mountains black, to the bottomless lakes. I am the ruler and has been
for eternity's long. My wizards are many, but their essence is
mine. Forever there are in the hills in their stone homes of
grief. Because I am the spirit of their existence. I am them.
Demonic laughter your cremation
Your lungs gasp for air but are filled with blood
A sudden crack as I crushed your skull
The remind of your life flashes by
A life that soon won't be
Smiling with axe in my hand
Evil's rotten hand you'll see
I come forward
Deathcrush
I'll send you to your maker
I'll send you to your death
Death nicely crucified
Death, heads on stakes
The barbeque has just begun
Deathcrush - Deathcrush - Deathcrush
Crush - Crush
Deathcrush
Deathcrush
Deathcrush
Immortal - BLASHYRKH (MIGHTY RAVENDARK)
far above the ravengate
the spreaded wings of blashyrkh waits
Above the roaring depths
Sits the oath of frost
On the elder raventhrone
Older mountains sleeping in my sight
By chilling woods I stand
A grimly sound of naked winds
Is all that shall ever be heard from here
Cometh the rightful kings of highest halls
Cry of tavens lurk the realm
Eternally through the noctambulant grimness
..Demons stride at the gates of blashyrkh...
..Blashyrkh... Mighty ravendark...
Dissection -Where Dead Angels Lie
In the dawn an angel was dancing
sorrounded by an aura of light
But in the shadows something was watching
and with patience awaiting the night
Angel whispers: "Mournful night, attractive night,
your dark beauty obsesses me"
An angel bewitched by the shadows
Seduced by the whispering lies
[Chorus:]
A spell was cast an the sky turned red
The angel's heart froze to ice
The blackness that falls is coming to stay
Under the snow lies angels so cold
Dusk has passed and a cold morning breeze,
is sweeping all over the plain,
On the ground lies an angel with skin so pale,
On her face an image of pain,
Snow is now falling to the frozen ground,
The angel is covered by white,
Frost is spreading across the plain,
to welcome the eternal night.
The dress is white with crystals of ice
and frozen roses so red
Roses of blood from an innocent soul
On the plain lies an angel dead
[Chorus:]
A spell was cast an the sky turned red
The angel's heart froze to ice
In the gloomy sky black clouds were gathering
The silence was broken by cries
A spell was cast an the sky turned red
The angel's heart froze to ice
In the gloomy sky - The silence where dead angels lie
Touch the snow...Caress the lifeless sculptures
Die!!!
[Chorus:]
The blackness that falls is coming to stay,
Under the snow lies angels so cold,
Yet with each crystal of frost that is falling,
another story is told,
A spell was cast an the sky turned red,
The angel's heart froze to ice,
In the gloomy sky - The silence where dead angels lie.
Maarja dat heeft William Black geschreven
quote:Ja, dat geldt alleen voor black metal wou je zeggen?Op vrijdag 5 maart 2004 20:10 schreef Toffe_Ellende het volgende:
als deze muzikanten de woorden 'by' en 'of' niet mochten gebruiken, hadden ze een probleem volgens mij.
Living Colour
Look into my eyes, what do you see?
Cult of Personality
I know your anger, I know your dreams
I've been everything you want to be
I'm the Cult of Personality
Like Mussolini and Kennedy
I'm the Cult of Personality
Cult of Personality
Cult of Personality
Neon lights, A Nobel Price
The mirror speaks, the reflection lies
You don't have to follow me
Only you can set me free
I sell the things you need to be
I'm the smiling face on your T.V.
I'm the Cult of Personality
I exploit you still you love me
I tell you one and one makes three
I'm the Cult of Personality
Like Joseph Stalin and Gandhi
I'm the Cult of Personality
Cult of Personality
Cult of Personality
Neon lights a Nobel Prize
A leader speaks, that leader dies
You don't have to follow me
Only you can set you free
You gave me fortune
You gave me fame
You me power in your God's name
I'm every person you need to be
I'm the Cult of Personality
Holy Maria, God's delight, destined to bring his only son
But I am the servant of Sodom and I discovered her secret desires
In the dead of the night she slips away, tired of Josef - the miserable fuck
She knows I am always there, so satisfy her needs...
A bastard son will be born, arisen from my demon seed
A divine assasination by Gods guardian angels
But the angels fear to come near, they'd vanish in flames and they know...
Until they hunt me down, I ruin God's master plan
Copulating Maria
She looks at me with her eyes full of desire
I smell the perfume of her flesh as she's undressed
I feel her body tremble as I touch her breasts
Copulating Maria
The silver light shines on her maiden's pride
Under a silver moon , in a silent night
under a silver moon , Our love never dies
[lead - Henri]
[lead - Jens]
Josef screams in anger when he discovers her being pregnant
How could it happen? I don't know how to fuck!
It's a gift from god, it must be.
Kill, kill, kill
Murder, murder, murder
DIE, DIE, DIE
In the dead of night
We will come
We bite your head off
And feed it to our dogs
Kill, kill, kill
Murder, murder, murder
DIE, DIE, DIE
Don't walk late at night
Cause the devil will find you
And there was no more light
Jesus is pissing on your face
Kill, kill, kill
Murder, murder, murder
DIE, DIE, DIE
Beelzebub sucks you!!
I am here to unleash the Armageddon
Send by the dark one to extinguish the fire
When I find the grand grimoire, I crumble the earth
When God's creation is gone my master has won
666 I am the warlock and I bring you damnation
666 annihilation, abomination, immolation, extermination
I need the grand grimoire, I'll find The Grand Grimoire
Slave of darkness, help me to cleanse the earth
Bring me the book the mortal ones try to hide
Let satan's eyes guide you while you search
kill the disobedient, enslave the weak
This damned earth now burns, for I found The Grand Grimoire
Watch the bloodred sky turn black, fucking black
My mission is fulfilled, I silenced the world forever
When the mist is gone, there's darkness and the sight of
nothingness
666 I am the warlock and I bring you damnation
666 annihilation, abomination, immolation, extermination
quote:William Blake, en het album kent geen black metal elementen.Op vrijdag 5 maart 2004 20:02 schreef _Etter_ het volgende:
geef mij maar Ulver.. marriage between heaven and hell.
Maarja dat heeft William Black geschreven
quote:Op vrijdag 5 maart 2004 17:58 schreef -Beestje- het volgende:
Dissection -Where Dead Angels Lie
Satyricon - The Scorn Torrent
Break down all conventional forms and create chaos to reinvent order.
Rebel against all circles and dead ends.
Fight your way with your mind set on the masses, execute with mechanical aggression, arrogance and extravagance.
March on unapproachable; shut out the outside pressure.
Or are you too weak?
When shall they see the real darkness?
In a world where our justice is replaced by mercy ...mercy for the inferior.
The serpent's maelstrom is already here, just waiting to be unchained.
So feed the fire with the vile and let sincerity rule.
Why can't you see that the armoured hostile aura is meant to keep you away in all your primal simplicity.
(it seems like) Fright procreates the downfall of the mind, such a sin isn't it... the stagnation of it all.
You must collect your instruments of battle and protect, to emancipate that which lives within you.
Rebel against the chains.
Break down the embodiment of your pain.
Attack with robot precision.
Rise and Shine under Wings of Divinity.
Now pick me up night and whirlwind and let me ride with you to peace of mind and nothing to Rebel.
quote:Nee, ook voor gothicmetal. Eigenlijk alle europese bands die zonodig de goden, de sagen en de sprookjes willen bezingen.Op vrijdag 5 maart 2004 21:08 schreef OphiOn het volgende:
[..]
Ja, dat geldt alleen voor black metal wou je zeggen?
[ Bericht 100% gewijzigd door Seborik op 07-03-2004 01:19:00 (offtopic) ]
[ Bericht 100% gewijzigd door Seborik op 07-03-2004 01:18:39 (offtopic) ]
quote:oeps, ja die bedoel ik... en ik vind de teksten toch wel behoorlijk black metal (was Willian zijn tijd ver vooruitOp vrijdag 5 maart 2004 23:06 schreef Summoner het volgende:
[..]
William Blake, en het album kent geen black metal elementen.
)quote:Love is in the air
Blinding me with smoke
You are the air I breathe
When I choke
Butterflies in the jar
Butterflies in the jar
Butterflies in the jar
So breathless
Get out of my rowboat
Captured my heart
Goodies in the basket
Stuttering the ways
I love you honey
Insects in your kiss
Insects in your kiss
Insects in your kiss
You are my sunshine
Hey, Get out of my rowboat
quote:wanneer kwam hij ook alweer vrij en ging hij aan een nieuwe cd werkenDiabolicum - Sound The Horns Of Reprisal
Let the cry of war be heard
Sounding to all corners of cosmos
We who have endured aeons of slavery
Have awaken!
We who have been chained
To the wheel of eternity
Have risen!
We whose very essence
Was raped a million times
Dare you!
And we accuse you, oh filthy one,
Of the ultimate crime
Yet failing on its completion
For you failed to kill our inner spark
And you falied to kill our spirit
Sound the horns of reprisal
To all corners of cosmos
For we are risen, illuminated and elevated
And the portals are about to open
[For Chaos]
quote:Op zondag 7 maart 2004 15:51 schreef idiosyncratisch het volgende:
Niet bepaald black metal, maar wel heerlijke lyrics. Poetic in a sick way. Coal Chamber - Rowboat (oorspronkelijk van Flood):<blockquote><span style="font-size: 10px;">quote:</span><div class="quote"><i>Love is in the air
Blinding me with smoke
You are the air I breathe
When I choke
Butterflies in the jar
Butterflies in the jar
Butterflies in the jar
So breathless
Get out of my rowboat
Captured my heart
Goodies in the basket
Stuttering the ways
I love you honey
Insects in your kiss
Insects in your kiss
Insects in your kiss
You are my sunshine
Hey, Get out of my rowboat</i></div></blockquote>
ziek van het cdtje "Ralph Gean - Boyd Rice Presents: Ralph Gean - A Star Unborn"
met eronder een vrolijke country achtig gitaartje
Ralph Gean - homicidal me
Homicidal me
the man you see
Yes I’m gona be
on a killing spree
Underneath the moon
full and shining moon
Homicidal me
I’ve got a knife and gun
It will be fun
Killing him or her
Or everyone
On my killing spree
Happy as can be
Homicidal me
This time they wont catch me
Though they might try
For they don’t know I can fly
So if they should come at me
through a window I shall flee
I need a perfect kill
A little thrill
Caroline or gene
Or Jack or Jill
Anyone will do
A doctor nurse or you
Homicidal me
quote:Echter op een haast briljante wijze. Een prachtige invulling van wellicht het meest bezongen onderwerp met een mooie symboliek.Op zondag 7 maart 2004 16:25 schreef -Beestje- het volgende:
[..]
[..]
Nargaroth - Black Metal Ist Krieg
Black Metal ist Krieg!
Black Metal ist Krieg!
Black fucking Metal ist Krieg!
Black...
Black Metal ist Krieg!
Black fucking Metal ist Krieg!
Black Metal ist Krieg!
Black...
Black Metal ist Krieg!
Ihr Wichser, es ist Krieg!
Black Metal!
Black...
Black Metal ist Krieg!
Black Metal ist Krieg!
Black...
Black...
Black Metal ist Krieg!
Fuck, Metal ist Krieg!
Black Metal!
Black...
Black Metal ist Krieg!
Black fucking Metal ist Krieg!
Black Metal ist Krieg!
Krieg...
Ihr Wichser, es ist Krieg!
Black Metal ist Krieg!
Ihr Wichser...
Krieg...
Krieg...
Black Metal ist Krieg!
Black fucking Metal ist Krieg!
Krieg...
Fuck you!
Krieg, es ist Krieg!
Black Metal ist Krieg!
Krieg...
Ihr Wichser, Krieg!
Es ist Krieg!
Black Metal ist Krieg ...
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overigens zijn de gaafste teksten natuurlijk in het noors.
Dimmu Borgir - For All Tid
Hver en tare er frosset,
var sjel er lenket,
vart hat er blodig.
All glede er svunnet,
all latter er forsvunnet,
alt liv skal ende i dod.
I et kalt og ode landskap,
skal den sorte horde tre frem,
var herre skal stige
opp for all tid, reise sitt rike igjen.
Var kamp skal belonnes,
vare nav skal prises,
vare sinn skal dra den grene,
og hans kj?rlighet skal evig ga tapt.
All moral skal forkastes,
du vil men du dor av skam.
Na er tiden kommet,
ja knus de godes ord,
la oss for alltid bli herskere pa denne jord.
niet dat ik enig idee heb wat het betekent
quote:Jon Nodtveidt is al vrij en zoekt voor zover ik weet naar bandleden.Op zondag 7 maart 2004 16:02 schreef -Beestje- het volgende:
A geschreven door de immer vrolijke Jon Nodtveidt uitgevoerd door de zo niet nog vrolijkere misantropen van diabolicum
[..]
wanneer kwam hij ook alweer vrij en ging hij aan een nieuwe cd werken
quote:Alleen als je Noors kent. Wel een taal die ik ooit nog wel wil leren. Het lijkt uiteraard erg veel op Duits en Nederlands. Maar dat is logisch.Op zondag 7 maart 2004 19:28 schreef Arma_Angelus het volgende:
kijk toch eens, dj.krizz heeft de tekst gepost die ik wilde posten, en ik zag Mighty ravendark ook al staan.
overigens zijn de gaafste teksten natuurlijk in het noors.
My visions are all clouded
I see nothing but red
This hatred has now congealed to a near climatic state
Why do I remain here to weaken through the years?
I am so confused - my soul dies all the while
I don't wish to co-exist with this feeble human race
I don't feel the need to be infected with the disease called "life"
A state of mental grief causes my mind great pain
In this emotional state
I suffer from despondency
Violent and murderous thoughts
Form deep inside my mind
Dwelling on these sights to the point where I'm insane
Why do I remain alive when I only wish to die?
I am so distressed - my soul rots all the while
I'm surrounded by life-loving shapes that exist without a choice
Your fears of death are covered up by the words "Suicide is weak"
Released from the grip of life's burdening chains
My body devoid of blood and unable to embrace pain
With death I'll grow in strength and might
Fading away without remorse
With death I'll leave this weakened earth
To become at one with the night
With death I'll grow in strength and might
Fading away without remorse
With death I'll leave this weakened earth
I am at one with the night
Een geweldig nummer met goede lyrics. Sympathieke jongen overigens.
quote:aja nog is op het internet gekeken faust doet nu toch niet meer mee helaasOp zondag 7 maart 2004 22:24 schreef OphiOn het volgende:
[..]
Jon Nodtveidt is al vrij en zoekt voor zover ik weet naar bandleden.
http://come.to/fluisterwoud
Herbstleyd, Herbstleyd.
Fahles Laub die Träne küßt,
sie fiel durch totes Fleysch.
Schmerz gebar die Todessehnsucht,
der Zerfall im Herbst.
Keine Welle schlägt das Wasser,
still geküßt vom Mondenscheyn.
Rote Tränen sich vermischen,
mit dem toten Laub.
Angst die Liebe hieß, ein Dolch
Aus Haß, nun in mei’m Herz tief schläft.
Angst kreiert das Leyd, der Einsamkeit,
die den Zerfall begehrt.
Leyd sei mein Begehr,
und tief im Herbst sey mir der Tod beschehrt.
Vooral het stukje :
erbstleyd, Herbstleyd.
Fahles Laub die Träne küßt,
sie fiel durch totes Fleysch.
Vind ik echt meesterlijk !
(german)
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(Juli -92)
Eine Lichtung im Walde
wo die Sonne scheint
Eingeschlossen durch Baeume
sind wir gefangen
in dieser Lichtung Gottes
Es brennt, es schmerzt
als das Licht unser Fleisch leckt
gen Himmel, Rauch, eine Wolke
unserer Form
Gefangen durch das Begraebnis
gequaelt durch die Guete Gottes
keine Flammen, kein Hass
du hattest recht - wir kannen in die
Hoelle
(norsk)
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En aapning i skogen
Hvor solen skinner
Hindret av trerne fanges vi
I denne guds aapning
Det brenner det svir
Nar lyset slikker vaart kjott
Opp mot skyene en roeyk
En sky av vaares form
Fanget av begravelsen
Pinse vi av guds godhet
Ingen flammer intet hat
De hadde rett vi kom til
Helvete
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