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Over the Hills and Far Away

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1 Over the Hills and Far Away
1 948 lectures
2 B.Y.O.B. (Bring Your Own Bombs)
1 338 lectures
3 Wrong Side
1 022 lectures
4 Better to reign in hell
1 112 lectures

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# Posté le mercredi 03 octobre 2007 14:17

Modifié le dimanche 31 août 2008 11:29

MP3 : Mezmerize / B.Y.O.B. (Bring Your Own Bombs) (2005)

Mezmerize / B.Y.O.B. (Bring Your Own Bombs) (2005)

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  • Titre : B.Y.O.B. (Bring Your Own Bombs)
  • Album : Mezmerize
  • Année : 2005

Paroles :

Why do they always send the poor
Barbarisms by Barbaras
With pointed heels
Victorious victories kneel
For brand new spankin' deals
Marching forward hypocrtic and
Hypnotic computers
You depend on our protection
Yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth
Everybody's going to the party have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine
Kneeling roses disappearing into
Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox stealing
Our intentions
Hangers sitting dripped in oil
Crying freedom
Handed to obsoletion
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth
Everybody's going to the party
have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine
Everybody's going to the party
have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine
Blast off
It's party time
And we don't live in a fascist nation
Blast off
It's party time
And where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Kneeling roses disappearing into
Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox stealing
Our intentions
Hangers sitting dripped in oil
Crying freedom
Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth
Everybody's going to the party
have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine
Everybody's going to the party
have a real good time
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sun
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
They always send the poor
They always send the poor
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# Posté le mercredi 03 octobre 2007 14:18

Modifié le lundi 08 octobre 2007 14:59

MP3 : Over the Hills and Far Away (EP) / Over the Hills and Far Away (2001)

Over the Hills and Far Away (EP) / Over the Hills and Far Away (2001)

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  • Titre : Over the Hills and Far Away
  • Album : Over the Hills and Far Away (EP)
  • Année : 2001

Paroles :

They came for him one winter's night.
Arrested, he was bound.
They said there'd been a robbery,
His pistol had been found.
They marched him to the station house,
He waited for the dawn.
And as they led him to the dock,
He knew that he'd been wronged.
"You stand accused of robbery,"
He heard the bailiff say.
He knew without an alibi,
Tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom.
Over the hills and far away,
For ten long years he'll count the days.
Over the mountains and the seas,
A prisoner's life for him there'll be.
He knew that it would cost him dear,
But yet he dare not say.
Where he had been that fateful night,
A secret it must stay.
He had to fight back tears of rage.
His heart beat like a drum.
For with the wife of his best friend,
He spent his final night of freedom.
Over the hills and far away,
He swears he will return one day.
Far from the mountains and the seas,
Back in her arms again he'll be.
Over the hills and far away.
Over the hills and,
Over the hills and,
Over the hills and far away.
Each night within his prison cell,
He looks out through the bars.
He reads the letters that she wrote.
One day he'll know the taste of freedom.
Over the hills and far away,
She prays he will return one day.
As sure as the rivers reach the seas,
Back in his arms again she'll be.
Over the hills and far away,
He swears he will return one day.
Far from the mountains and the seas,
Back in her arms again he'll be.
Over the hills and far away,
She prays he will return one day.
As sure as the rivers reach the sea,
Back in her arms is where he'll be.
Over the hills,
Over the hills and far away.
Over the hills,
Over the hills and far away.
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# Posté le mercredi 03 octobre 2007 14:47

Modifié le lundi 08 octobre 2007 15:03

MP3 : Damnation and a Day / Better to reign in hell (2003)

Damnation and a Day / Better to reign in hell (2003)

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  • Titre : Better to reign in hell
  • Album : Damnation and a Day
  • Année : 2003

Paroles :

Better to reign in hell
Better to reign in hell

Heart in hand passed clasp of pain
In dark lowland that set bad blood in veins
Burning, like penal fires roused to strain
The jagged-toothed skyline braced with crosses

The golden dawn
Lay lost to mist where
Emboldened thorns
Made their bed with toppled stones

He closed His eyes
Sunken to dream there
Of crow-black skies
And a great white empty throne
Horror stalked the bilious fogs
That balked his visions

He licked the spittle from the cheeks of the wry
And drifted back to when His stung its target
The sneer of Michael on a glorious high
Of angel dust and Virtue by his side

Drowning in the past
That downfall seemed like yesterday
Though blurred moons passed
As enemies in high places laughed

Moved to mirrors cracked with heavy lines
He rose snowblind, through shifting sands of time
Erased the trace and taste of bitter wines
The grapes of wrath grew fat on the vine

She came to Him
A little whip of tantrums
Thrashed on velvet skins
That lines Her wishbone Henge

Her name was Sin
A warming spurt of mantras
Splashed on occult tongues
That whispered sweet revenge

For the shame of their crawl from grace
Cold and hollow as the grave
And for a rape and ruinous scourge
Spared for souls that shared God 's worship
For now their throats coated notes with dirge
That poured from parapets to the pits below

Drowning in the past
A wretched scream like yesterday
Died at last
With the rising of the revenant dark
All sharpened claws and blunt discharge

"I shall bow no more to the dogs of the Lord
Tearing at my carcass heart
I shall fall to my knees only at the keyholes
Of Virtue slipping into bondage masks...
Freewill made me better to reign in hell"

And with new wings
Unfurled and spoken
He took to things
That would desecrate the world

The seduction of both woman and man
For a bastard masterplan

Drowning out the past
Fool Fates unwound cruel yesterdays
beneath the stars
That staggered from the blast
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# Posté le jeudi 04 octobre 2007 12:19

Modifié le lundi 08 octobre 2007 17:29

Cradle of Filth

Cradle of Filth
Cradle of Filth est un groupe de black metal symphonique Britannique fondé par Darren J. White, Jon Richard, Paul Ryan et Daniel Lloyd Davey, alias Dani Filth, en 1991. Leur genre a évolué au cours de leur carrière, débutant avec du black metal et se dirigeant progressivement vers un style plus gothique et symphonique.
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# Posté le mercredi 10 octobre 2007 15:04

Modifié le mercredi 10 octobre 2007 15:41