Amon Amarth - Free will sacrifice

... Como disse... Está-me no sangue a mitologia nórdica... Os sons nórdicos... As Runas... Esta grande banda: Amon Amarth... Dava um braço e uma perna para os ir ver ao vivo (mas só dps do concerto de preferência) LOL!!!... O filme do clip é o 300... Grande filme com uma boa história e uma imagem fenomenal... Porque às vezes se fazem sacrifícios de livre vontade...




See them gathered on the plains now
See an army strong and vast
As long as one of us remains here
None of them will ever pass

Here they come so raise the shields high
Like wolves they show their teeth
None of us will ever yield now
To the scavengers beneath

We're outnumbered ten to one here
Still, I love the odds
We will sacrifice them one by one
Send them off to the gods

Soon we will be gone
A free will sacrifice
As free men we are born
And free we shall die

Here they come ten thousand strong
Charging up the hill
This day will be both hard and long
They move in for the kill

Hold the line don't let it break
Use your sword and spear
A glory death, for all awaits
All who knows no fear

Hordes of men they hit the shields
Like waves they break away
We face our woven destiny
And we don't fear the grave

Soon we will be gone
A free will sacrifice
As free men we are born
And free we shall die

End: (under the northern star)

The icy winter is creeping near
Dark skies above us
Biting frost in the air
Darkness surrounds us

Soon the lakes and seas will freeze
And snow will lay its veil
And we will long for the summer breeze
Where we can set our sails
....................

...

Não me apetece escrever...

Farewell... lengthening pain inside me
Harnessbells... I hear them calling me
A demon... watch my walk in snow
Remain... my years of silent sorrow

Dome in the sky black winds to taste
shadowed spirits lead my way...
Drifting everly alone years of silent sorrow
until I'm home...

Bitterness with bitterness you bitter me...
Emptiness with emptiness you empty me...
Darkness with darkness you darkened me
this journey black before me...

Farewell... nothing breathes within me
Harnessbells... sounding cold behind me
A demon... with frozen eyes opened
this journey black behind me...

Dome in the sky black winds to taste
shadowed spirits lead my way...
Drifting everly alone years of silent sorrow
until I'm home...

Arch Enemy - Diva Satanica

Porque há cada vez mais mulheres a enfrentar os seus medos e a reclamar os seus direitos e igualdade... e para todas as mulheres que não se conseguem levantar do chão onde os homens das suas vidas as põem.. Para todas as minhas amigas que se levantam quando caem e para aquelas que precisam de mais do que um empurrãozinho... Para todas a mulheres em dificuldades e principalmente para a minha mãe que enfrenta a doença com todas as forças que tem e me ensina cada dia que é preciso força e coragem para Viver e não sobreviver apenas... Para todas elas...



Divine queen of evil
Sowing her seeds of hate
Mistress of pain
Diva satanica - Master of temptation

Medusa... abuser... both beast and beauty
Seducer... she'll use you... bring you to your knees

Blinded by her infinite beauty
you are lured into the temple
The smell of incense burning
this carnal pleasure yearning
Bride of satan
Transgress the rules of this world
Too late you realize
this love is ripping you apart

Medusa... abuser... both beast and beauty
Seducer... she'll use you... as fodder for her dreams

Drinking the blood
Eating the flesh
She's getting high on you
Watching you die gives her a thrill
...There is always more blood to spill...

Darkthrone - Transilvanian Hunger

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Transilvanian Hunger...cold..soul
Your hands are cruel...to haunt..to haunt

the mountains are cold...soul...soul...
careful..pale...forever at Night

Take me...can't you feel the Call
Embrace Me Eternally in your daylight slumber

To be Draped by the Shadow of your Morbid Palace
oh, Hate Living...The only heat is warm blood

So Pure... So Cold
Transilvanian Hunger

Hail to the True, intense vampires
A story made for Divine fulfillment

To be the ones breathing a Wind of Sorrow
Sorrow and fright the dearest catharsis

Beautiful Evil Self to be the Morbid Count
A part of a Pact that is delightfully immortal

[scream]

Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire
Transilvanian Hunger...my mountain is cold

[scream]

So Pure... Evil, Cold
Transilvanian Hunger


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Priest Fest

Well Well...

Depois de longos dias sem escrever nada vamos hoje ter um post bastante grande... Vou primeiro escrever sobre os grandiosos concertos de ontem e depois logo se vê que mais escrevo...

Priest Feast... Um grande evento deste mês... Três grandes bandas do Heavy Metal vieram tocar para um público que esgotou a plateia de meio (vá.. 3/4) de pavilhão atlântico...

Testament... Uma grande banda de que tenho apenas 2 albúns mas de que gosto bastante... foi um GRANDE concerto... valeram os 30€ do bilhete... foi mto bom e até estava confortável porque não tinha mta gente à minha volta... E ainda deu para lavar a vista porque o baixista para além de tocar bem todos os dias é giro que se farta;)...eheheh

Here we go
The people show
Victims of tomorrow
The way it goes
It never shows
Emptiness or sorrow
There is nothing left inside
Nothing left to cry for
So I justify my crimes
Things I must die for
So alone
Away it goes
The life that you have wasted
You never know
Where is might go
The sweet success you've tasted
Tasted by a bitter frown
Knowing I must die for
Can't confide, to all the lies
No one to inquire
As I wander, change of seasons
As I realize
That I'll soon be there
I'll let you know
The reapers show
Makes you beg or borrow
He comes to see
The tragedy
His fate he will not follow
Wearing your electric crown
The preacher starts to pray
Shiver as the lights go down
Heed these words I say
As I wander
Change of seasons
I can't ponder
I got my reasons
As I realize
I don't care
All I know is
That I'll soon be there
Now it's gone
The time has come
The people stand in silence
Another dawn
Has come and gone
His fate has been decided
There is no one left inside
A brain without a mind
Traces of a bitter man
Are all you will find
As I wander
Change of seasons
I can't ponder
I got my reasons
As I realize
I don't care
All I know is
That I'll soon be there
That I'll soon be there
That I'll soon be there
That I'll soon be there

Megadeth... Alguma expectativa para ver o Dave e a sua banda ao vivo... Depois de Testament acabar a plateia começou a encher a olhos vistos... ao fim da 3ª música de Megadeth ja não me conseguia mexer...lol... a minha posição era suportada pelos rapazes dos meus lados e à frente (senhor esse que quase me ia dando uma cabeçada e me deu mtas cotoveladas nas mamas) e pela mafalda atrás de mim... Senti-me como uma sardinha (ou também posso dizer... como se fosse o "garage à 6ª à noite")...LOL!!!! foi um concerto mto bom mesmo apesar de no início o som me parecer estranho... Mais uma vez também deu para lavar a vista pk o Lead Guitar era BOM todos os dias (credo...lol... quem ler isto e não me conhecer pensa que eu sou uma rebarbada ou que tenho falta de homem... LOL... - a primeira talvez seja verdade...)

What do you mean, "I don't believe in God"?
I talk to him every day.
What do you mean, "I don't support your system"?
I go to court when I have to.
What do you mean, "I can't get to work on time"?
I got nothing better to do
And, what do you mean, "I don't pay my bills"?
Why do you think I'm broke? Huh?

[Chorus:]
If there's a new way,
I'll be the first in line.
But, it better work this time.

What do you mean, "I hurt your feelings"?
I didn't know you had any feelings.
What do you mean, "I ain't kind"?
I'm just not your kind.
What do you mean, "I couldn't be the president of the United States of America"?
Tell me something, it's still "We the people", right?

[Chorus: (repeat)]
If there's a new way
I'll be the first in line,
But, it better work this time.

Can you put a price on peace?
Peace,
Peace sells...,
Peace,
Peace sells...,
Peace sells...,but who's buying?
Peace sells...,but who's buying?
Peace sells...,but who's buying?
Peace sells...,but who's buying?
[n+1 times more]
No, peace sells...

Bem... No fim de Megadeth a plateia praticamente esvaziou... Ainda bem... credo que ia morrendo com tanto esmagamento... LOL!!!... Priest montou um cenário e peras e o Rob, apesar de velho e de já se mexer pouco, deu um concerto espectacular... A plateia estava mto mais vazia até que Testament (o que me leva a crer que a maior parte das pessoas foi lá por Megadeth) mas mesmo assim ainda levei porrada do pit que fizeram no Breaking the Law (!!!) e no Painkiller (!!!).... Foi um bom concerto mas acho que perdeu por duas razões principais: as pessoas gostam de Priest mas não gostam que eles engonhem nos solos quando os repetem Ad aeternum - cansa um bocado... e mais ainda... Depois de duas grandes bandas e de 2 horas e meia de pé a abanar a cabeça ninguém tem mta capacidade para aproveitar uma hora e meia de concerto... (ou então sou só eu que estou velha?... pés e costas... não?)... LOL!!!!

Angel - put sad wings around me now
Protect me from this world of sin
So that we can rise again

Oh angel - we can find our way somehow
Escaping from the world we're in
To a place where we began

And I know we'll find
A better place and peace of mind
Just tell me that it's all you want - for you and me
Angel won't you set me free

Angel remember how we'd chase the sun
Then reaching for the stars at night
As our lives had just begun

When I close my eyes I hear your velvet wings and cry
I'm waiting here with open arms - oh can't you see
Angel shine your light on me

Oh angel we'll meet once more - I'll pray
When all my sins are washed away
Hold me inside your wings and stay
Oh! angel take me far away

Put sad wings around me now
Angel take me far away
Put sad wings around me now
So that we can rise again

Espero que gostem das músicas... todas tocadas ao vivo ontem...

Espero que em breve voltem... Principalmente Testament... foi uma (muito) boa surpresa...!!!

Marduk - Baptism by Fire

Estou estranha, violenta e agitada...

Apetece-me ser violenta hj...

Baptism by fire

Feel the wrath of Satan's relentless flames

Ungodly desires

When god is lost and on his planet hellfire reigns

War master makes his call

As death descending out of clear blue sky

A hailstorm of bombs fall

In the blazing pandemonium your holy powers will die

Death from above - The hellfire will soon be unleashed

Death rips the sky - Domination gives praise to the beast

Baptism by fire

Fatal omens in the sky

Our soldiers burn away your holy lies

Retaliation of the fallen from up high

In the firestorm you choke on your feeble cries

Baptism by fire

A divine punishment for those who go to war

Against those who defied the line

And scaled the christian fate forevermore

Death from above - Explosions is tearing your soul

Death rips the sky - The bombing is reaching its goal

Baptism by fire

Hear the bombs falling

The devil is calling

The godly creation

In obliteration

On your final hour

Experience the power

Of retaliation

Death and domination

I dominate

Your destined fate

All life will soon be gone

Still the flames linger on

See death's shadow in my eyes

High priest of his sacrifice

Through the inferno that burns in the night

Baptism by fire show you our might

Death from above - Death or glory there is no way back

Death rips the sky - Attack, attack, attack!

Baptism by fire

Hypocrisy - Roswell 47

Em 2001 achei que a minha vida precisava de algo para eu me entreter... e achei que estava um cd à venda e que me serviu de inspiração... The Dark Side of Wacken... lol... cresci mto desde 2001 mas o CD cresceu cmg... A primeira vez que ouvi esta música foi aí... CREDO... a música é de 1996 e só a ouvi em 2001... Blasfémia... anyway... em 96 ainda só tinha 11 anos e ainda n queria saber de música...

Voltando ao post de hj... Toda a gente sabe o que aconteceu em Roswell (e se não sabem podem ler mais aqui)... Não acreditam em OVNIs?... Bem, eu acredito... Não pode haver um Universo gigante lá fora sem mais vida... pode é não ser vida como nós a conhecemos... Aqui vai uma grande música sobre uma das grandes incógnitas do século XX... 

*Tenham todos uma boa Lua Cheia*

Their freedom was taken away as they crashed
To be abducted for research
The experiment will make sure they won't last
Are there still some alive ones?

The incident was shut down
because national security
was in jeopardy
They say the weather balloon crashed
but we know it's bullshit
We have the right to know what really happened in
Roswell 47
Shipping back pieces to hangar
to slowly put it together
To find new weapon technology
and maybe answer how to live forever

Afraid of spreading the disease, chaos and confusion
The energy and physics law will be worthless
But we have the right to know what really happened in
Roswell 47

They came to visit us in secret, I judged it really happened
They lost control and crashed in Roswell 1947

My Dying Bride...

Boas noites...

Há muitos anos... Muitos anos mesmo... Uma rapariga baldou-se à segunda hora de História... E a professora perguntou-lhe: "Mas a menina vai faltar pk?..." ao que ela respondeu: "vou pra lisboa ver um concerto!!!"... "E o seu pai sabe???"... "Claro que sabe!!! ele é que me vai lá por!!!"...

Esta história passou-se horas antes de um concerto memorável em 2002... A Joana vinha para um concerto em lisboa... o nosso primeiro concerto... 

Foi uma bela noite... Com direito a tudo... principalmente a boa música... Muita coisa mudou desde então... houve umas certas... "trocas" lol...

O tempo não volta atrás mas merece ser recordado... e aqui vão duas músicas desse grande concerto... E não vale saltar... é pra ver e ler e ouvir:)...

My Fucking God is My Want!!!

Mother will you take me down?

I have become so afraid

Mother please, please take me down

I am sorry, your boy is not brave

Child just hold on. Night will soon be dawn

Sleep if you can. But watch your father's hand

We do not want you. No-body loves you

Father of the dark. Tonight will greet you

God in heaven, can you hear me

Help me Oh Lord. They're coming for me

Mother warned me. Father scorned me

Oh my God No. Now I hear him

I claim your life on this night

within sight of your own God

The silence, the waiting then the pain

Oh child, sleep will be here soon

Your life has only ever been shame

And so young boy, my hand brings doom

Child, won't you awake. Father has gone

Child, please come awake. Please my tiny son

The chosen one glows like the sun
Pure of heart, wide in eye
Sweet she sings, sings her hymns
Golden girl dances by

He is filth. Scum of God
Black as night. Mute and sick
Sent by the Lord. The boy his sword
To reap the gold. To use the stick

He watches her from his side in the blood
Waiting for the holy call for her blood
Every moon she comes close to her Lord

Sick with suffering. The stench and filth of him
Death all around him. The flies, the dogs, the din

King of death and pain. Ruler of the slain
All in Gods name. Creatures for the maim

I'll come for you soon for my God is my want
Your eyes. Your face. An angel for the world to see
My God is my want

Sickle in hand. Over her I stand
Fear and love. Red and tears I see
My God is my want. My God is my want
My God is my want. My fucking God is my want

There he lay for his God. A final time
The silent one. Fallen son. A final night

Pagan Hellfire - Tower Of Death Stars

Como alguém disse num fórum que frequento...

"O Verdadeiro Underground é nos Parques de Estacionamento Subterrâneos"

Sem mais de momento...

Avantasia - I don't believe in your love

Eheheh... não sei porquê hoje estou muito bem disposta... É estranho mas várias pessoas me disseram isso... e até nem tive um dia mto bom porque tenho uma amiga que não está muito bem... Portanto hoje vou postar uma música que me põe mto bem disposta... eheheh! Mais uma vez Power Metal e Avantasia... lol... Oh pah... eu gosto muito e mais uma vez a letra é fenomenal...: ainda gostava de saber é para quem é que eles os 2 estão a cantar... acho que o Oliver tá a cantar pro Tobias e o Tobias tá a cantar para a mulher na qual ele não acredita... Será...?...

LOL!!! Anyway... a letra está brutalíssima principalmente a parte do: "I don't believe in your love, don't give a fuck for roses"...LOL... I don't give a fuck about roses either...lol!!!

[Oliver Hartmann:]
No one around to hear your cries
No one there to even realize you grit your teeth
What are you afraid to lose when you're left alone?
I'm the one to make you anything you wanna be

[Tobias Sammet:]
Never broke the silence, never broke the ice
No more waiting, I gotta wipe her off my mind
Loving her is dying, loving her is pain
Babylon I'm coming, ready for the fray

[Chorus:]
I don't believe in your love, tread on this bed of roses
I don't believe in your love, don't give a fuck for roses

Don't give damn for roses, no, no, no

[Oliver Hartmann:]
You've been standing on the edge, lost between the worlds of agony and ecstasy
Take your share boy straightaway, it's all heaven sent
She won't care: they call divine but it's all evil

[Tobias Sammet:]
Loving you was bleeding so I had to break away
Darkness' stretching out its hand to save me from your sway
'cause loving you was wasting, loving you was pain
No angel left temptation, open up the gate

I don't believe in your love
Tread on this bed of roses
I don't believe in your love

Don't give a fuck for roses

[Tobias Sammet:]
Loving you was bleeding, so I had to break away
Darkness' stretching out it's hand, to save me from your swear
'cause loving you was wasting, loving you was pain
No angel left temptation, open up the gate
'cause loving you was wasting,

[x2]
I don't believe in your love, tread on this bed of roses
I don't believe in your love, don't give a fuck for roses

No I don't believe, I don't believe in your love
Your love, no, no, no, no
No I don't believe in your love

Ataegina - Moonspell

Amigos, ontem foi dia 2 de Fevereiro. Neste dia celebramos o Imbolc, Imbolig ou Imbolg. Se são Cristãos podem conhecer a festa como Senhora das Candeias ou Candelárias... 

A verdade é que neste dia se celebra o regresso da luz depois da Escuridão do Inverno. Honramos a Deusa Brigid e as suas nascentes, luz e fertilidade. Aqui fica a homenagem dos Moonspell a Ataegina: a Deusa do panteão Ibérico que é também a Deusa do renascimento, fertilidade e cura...

(P.S.: e para quem gosta de Warcraft...LOL!!!!)

Na Ara da Vida jaz uma morte
A ti te lanço a minha sorte
Ataegenia tríade fatal
Pálida Deusa, doce e teu mal

Centenas de corvos sobre o rochedo
Cantam em coro histórias de Medo
De Primaveras que a morte abraça
Em ti encontram a sua desgraça

Devotio Ver Sacrum
Devotio Consecratio
Capitis Dirae
Rainha da Noite, Rainha Natura
Saudoso berço primaveril

Ja se choram filhos perdidos
Para terras amargas sem retorno
Onde a voz dos Deuses Perdidos
Bebe o povo o sangue do corno

Corças alvas trazem esperança
Lembram destinos, a vitoria
Nobre Guerra, furiosa dança
Do pó sai um rumor de glória

Devotio Ver Sacrum
Devotio Consecratio
Capitis Dirae
Rainha da Noite, Rainha Natura
Saudoso berço primaveril

Satyrian - The Dark Gift

Esta  música é um pouco fora do meu estilo... Mas não deixa de ser brilhante... Mais uma vez chamo a vossa atenção para as letras... Enjoy!

We are like mourners when they stand and cry

At open grave in wind and rain.

Yes, it is death. But you shall rise again

Your sun return to this benighted sky.

I plunge in flood and flame,

Suffer every shame and blame.

What ear would hear me if I cried?

what could I do to stand the tide?

Darkness pressed the shimmering veil,

To the black it starts to rend.

I am not called upon to be

The dark gift.

Your heart that cannot lie,

Your love is chained, you greedful soul

Love with us won't grief no more

New life will come as your tears will dry.

I plunge in flood and flame,

Suffer every shame and blame.

What ear would hear me if I cried?

what could I do to stand the tide?

Darkness pressed the shimmering veil,

To the black it starts to rend.

I am not called upon to be

The dark gift.

Hush my child and come along

Where the stars are velvet soft.

Hush my child and come along

Where the stars are velvet soft.

Darkness pressed the shimmering veil

To the black it starts to rend

I am not called upon to be...

Darkness pressed the shimmering veil,

To the black it starts to rend.

I am not called upon to be

The dark gift.

Dimmu Borgir - Spellbound

Estou demasiado cansada para escrever muito... Esta semana tem sido terrível em termos de trabalho... Acho que tenho de passar o fim de semana a dormir... (em vez de o passar a ver DVDs de Dimmu...)... Não é que tenha sido mau... Aliás... Foi até muito bom... ;)

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You have returned to the torture-chambers

To find peace among the rotting corpses

You have returned to the execution place

To inhale the smell of blood

Death and terror rules the land

We have been spellbound

You have returned to the hidden graves

Only you know about

You have returned to to face your victims

And feel sensation of violence once again

Death and terror rules the soul

You have been spellbound

By the Devil

Murderer, you have returned

To create fear and sorrow

Death and terror rules the land

We have been spellbound

By the Devil

Nightwish - Elvenpath

Sugestão de banda: cortesia da Mrs V...

Sugestão da música: my own...

Deve ter sido das primeiras músicas de Nightwish que ouvi! É a primeira música do primeiro albúm deles... E também das primeiras que me mostraram a verdadeira força da música... Vejam, ouçam e arrepiem-se... (ou então não...)

Hearing music from the deepest forest
Songs as a seduction of sirens
The elf-folk is calling me

Tapio, Bearking, Ruler of the forest
Mielikki, Bluecloak, Healer of the ill and sad
Open the gate and let me follow the uncarven path

The way to the lands
Where as a hero I stand
The path where Beauty met the Beast
Elvenpath

It's the honesty of these worlds
Ruled by magic and mighty swords
That makes my soul long for the past
Elvenpath

The moonwitch took me to a ride on a broomstick
Introduced me to her old friend Home Gnome
Told me to keep the sauna warm for him

At the grove I met rest-the folk of my fantasies
Bilbo, Sparhawk, goblins and pixies,
Snowman, Willow, trolls and the seven dwarfs
The path goes forever on

[Repeat chorus]

As I return to my room
And as sleep takes me by my hand
Madrigals from the woods
Carry me to neverland
In this spellbound night
The world's an elvish sight

Avantasia - Twisted Mind

Bem... Esta banda é uma junção de vários membros de outras bandas... Desde o Tobias Sammet ds Edguy (vocalista) até várias colaborações com o André Matos (ex-Angra "qui corrtou o piru") e a Sharon Del Adel (Within Temptation)... 

Reparem na composição para esta música:

Tobias Sammet (Edguy) - lead vocals & bass

Roy Khan (Kamelot) - lead vocals

Sascha Paeth (Heavens Gate)- all guitars

Miro (Kamelot) - keyboards

Eric Singer (Kiss) - drums

O último album dos Avantasia chama-se "The Scarecrow" e esta é a minha música favorita de lá... E tem tudo a ver comigo... LOL... Divirtam-se com a letra...

[Roy Khan:]

One of a kind they say they've never seen before

Investigate the aberration, disorder in the core

[Tobias Sammet:]

I never tried to hide away or tried to keep your pace

You walk me to the slaughter with a smile upon your face

[Chorus:]

From the cradle to the madhouse, a twisted mind

There's no way out of this hell for twisted mind

There's no way out

There's no way out

[Roy Khan:]

You've come to see the healer, so don't you be afraid

They call me tranquilizer, I'm here to isolate

We paint in black and white and you're the dirty in between

Monstrosity of nature, a virulent disease

[Chorus]

Can't you see, can't you see

That you are not like anyone?

You'll never see through anyone else's eyes

And who am I to certify the sanity of a twisted mind

A victim of perception, a twisted mind

[x2]

Missprizing � chastising

Subhuman � fragmentizing

Sensation � aberration

Repulsive � tantalizing

[x2]

From the cradle to the madhouse, a twisted mind

There's no way out of this hell for twisted mind

There's no way out [x6]

Children of Bodom - Needled 24/7

Ah... Depois de uma pausa para Yule, Natal e Ano Novo apetece-me algo velho (??2003??) mas de que nunca me canso... Ah pois, obrigada a todos os que me ofereceram DVDs de música nos anos... eheheh! Este concerto foi brutalíssimo e merece destaque no meu blog. Portanto aqui vai (mais) uma das minhas favoritas de Children of Bodom (sem anime, mas sim ao vivo) - Needled 24/7... Enjoy...

Since day one I've been crass and far beyond.

I couldn't laugh, I couldn't cry...

Before you judge me, take a look at yourself.

Condescending, outlivin' in a lie..

Despite all the pain in my heart grinding through,

It ain't due that you hate what I hate what you do

Despite all the piety you've been consuming thus far,

A backstabbing motherfucker to the bone is what you are

And everyday when the knife in my back starts to twinge n' turn,

My eyes are catching fire and my heart starts to burn.

A foot away from you is like a bit closer to heaven,

Then again it's like being needled 24/7

You look down to me to see the scum of the earth to be.

Fuck yeah, that's me, vile and obscene.

I ain't happy about it but at least I don't judge and decree

To be better than another human being.

Everyday when the knife in my back starts to twinge n' turn,

My eyes are catching fire and my heart starts to burn.

A foot away from you is like a bit closer to heaven,

Then again it's like being needled 24/7

Despite all the piety you've been consuming thus far,

Can anyone, somebody tell me what the fuck is going on?

Everyday when the knife in my back starts to twinge n' turn,

My eyes are catching fire and my heart starts to burn.

A foot away from you is like a bit closer to heaven,

Then again it's like being needled 24/7

[Spoken:] Death? What do you all know about death?

My Dying Bride - The Cry of Mankind

Depois de muito tempo sem vir ao Blog, voltei!

Para reiniciar os meus devaneios... Nada melhor que mais uma fantástica e bela música dos My Dying Bride... Faz-me sempre pensar... A letra não engana e o piano leva-nos até aos locais mais recônditos da nossa mente... 

Para vocês... Aqui fica o lamento...

You can't expect to see him and survive

You'll swallow his tongue of thorns

His mouth, dripping with flies

In his glorious kingdom of fire

But I believe he wept

I will make them all lie down

Down where hope lies dying

With lust, you're kicking mankind to death

We live and die without hope

You tramp us down in a river of death

As I stand here now, my heart is black

I don't want to die a lonely man

This is a weary hour

This is a weary hour

Satyricon - Mother North

Peço desculpa aos meus dedicados leitores mas não ando muito inspirada... Apenas dizer que esta é mais uma grande música...

Mother north - how can they sleep while their beds are burning?
Mother north - your fields are bleeding

Memories... The invisible wounds
Pictures that enshrine your throne (gone?)

A Future benighted still they are blind
Pigeonhearted beings of flesh and blood
Keeps closing their eyes for the dangers that threat... ourselves and our nature
And that is why
They all enrage me

Sometimes in the dead of the night I mesmerize my soul
Sights and visions prophecies and horror
They all come in one

Mother north - united we stand (together we walk)
Phantom north - I'll be there when you hunt them down

Type O Negative - Black No 1

Bem... Foi há muito tempo que a minha amiga Mafalda me contou que existia uma banda chamada Type O Negative e que fazia boa música... Mais tarde comecei a apreciar novamente... Agora é algo que ouço esporadicamente mas não posso deixar de a postar aqui...

Ah claro, e dedicar este post a todas as minhas amigas Bruxas...

Ehehe! Boo Bitch Craft...?

I went looking for trouble
And boy
I found her...

She's in love with herself.
She likes the dark
On her milk white neck.
The Devil's mark.

It's all Hallows Eve.
The moon is full.
Will she trick or treat?
I bet she will.

She will.

Happy Halloween.

She's got a date at midnight
With Nosferatu.
Oh baby, Lilly Munster.
Ain't got nothing on you.

Well when I called her evil
She just laughed.
And cast that spell on me.
Boo Bitch Craft.

Yeah you wanna go out
'cause it's raining and blowing.
You can't go out
'cause your roots are showing.

Dye 'em black.
Dye 'em black.

Black black black black No. 1
Black black black black No. 1.

Little wolf skin boots
And clove cigarettes.
An erotic funeral
For witch she's dressed.

Her perfume smells like
Burning leaves.
Everyday is Halloween.

Yeah you wanna go out
'cause it's raining and blowing.
You can't go out
'cause your roots are showing.

Dye 'em black.
Dye 'em black.

Black black black black No. 1
She dyes'em black
Black black black black No. 1
Black No. 1.

Loving you
Loving you,
Love loving you
Was like loving the dead.

Loving you
Loving you,
Love loving you
Was like loving the dead.

Loving you
Was like loving the dead,
Loving you
Was like loving the dead.

Loving you
Was like loving the dead,
Was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead.

Was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead.

Loving you
Loving you,
Love loving you
Was like loving the dead.

Was like fucking the dead.

Loving you
Was like loving the dead,
Loving you
Was like loving the dead.

Loving
Was
Was

Loving you
Loving you
Loving you,
Loving you
Loving you
Loving you
Was like loving the dead.

Was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead.

Black black black black No. 1
She dyes'em
Black black black black No. 1
Black No. 1.

Black black black black No. 1
Black black black black No. 1.

Turisas - Rasputin

Ah... O belo clássico dos Boney M transformado numa grande música pelos Turisas!!! (O clip não vale um chavo...lol... mas a música é mto boa...) Para ouvir o original carregar aqui!!!

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"Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey"
"Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey"

There lived a certain man in Russia long ago
He was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glow
Most people looked at him with terror and with fear
But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear
He could preach the bible like a preacher
Full of ecstasy and fire
But he also was the kind of teacher
Women would desire

RA RA RASPUTIN
Lover of the Russian queen
There was a cat that really was gone
RA RA RASPUTIN
Russia's greatest love machine
It was a shame how he carried on

He ruled the Russian land and never mind the tsar
But the kasachok he danced really wunderbar
In all affairs of state he was the man to please
But he was real great when he had a girl to squeeze
For the queen he was no wheeler dealer
Though she'd heard the things he'd done
She believed he was a holy healer
Who would heal her son

RA RA RASPUTIN
Lover of the Russian queen
There was a cat that really was gone
RA RA RASPUTIN
Russia's greatest love machine
It was a shame how he carried on

But when he's drinking and musting
And hungers of power become known to more and more people
Their demands to do something about this outrageous man
Grew louder and louder

"Hey hey"

"This man's just got to go!" declared his enemies
But the ladies begged "Don't you try to do it, please"
No doubt this Rasputin had lots of hidden charms
Though he was a brute they just fell into his arms
Then one night some men of higher standing
Set a trap, they're not to blame
"Come to visit us" they kept demanding
And he really came

RA RA RASPUTIN
Lover of the Russian queen
They put some poison into his wine
RA RA RASPUTIN
Russia's greatest love machine
He drank it all and he said "I feel fine"

RA RA RASPUTIN
Lover of the Russian queen
They didn't quit, they wanted his head
RA RA RASPUTIN
Russia's greatest love machine
And so they shot him till he was dead

Waaouyeah

Oh those Russians.