Tinha de rolar uma balada pra harmonizar um pouco as coisas também, né galera? rssss
domingo, 11 de maio de 2008
TEARS OF THE DRAGON - (Bruce Dickinson)

For too long now, there were secrets in my mind
For too long now, there were things I should have said
In the darkness, I was stumbling for the door
To find a reason, to find the time, the place, the hour
Waiting for the winter sun and the cold light of day
The misty ghost of childhood fears
The pressure is building and I can't stay away
I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave
Let it wash over me
To face the fear I once believed
The tears of the dragon for you and for me
Where I was, I had wings that couldn't fly
Where I was, I had tears I couldn't cry
My emotions, frozen in an iced lake
I couldn’t feel them until the ice began to break
I have no power over this, you know I'm afraid
The walls I built are crumbling, the water is moving,
I'm slipping away
I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face the fear I once believed
The tears of the dragon for you and for me
Slowly I awake, slowly I rise
The walls I built are crumbling,
The water is moving,
I’m slipping away
I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face the fear I once believed
The tears of the dragon for you and for me
I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face the fear I once believed
The tears of the dragon for you and for me
sábado, 10 de maio de 2008
BAPHOMET'S THRONE - (Samael)

Each blasphemy is another stone to the edifice of
your glory
I want to be the rock on which you’ll build your church
Am I the son you’ve been waiting for? Am I the chosen one? To be your messiah on earth
And to sit at your left in hell
I’ve always ignored the doubt
Answers are in the questions
Show me the way to the baphomet’s throne . . .
Guide my hand, light my path
My mouth will speak with your words,
I’ll make statements with your orders
I’ll be the supreme insult
Which will forevermore soil the image of god
I’ll be your revenge, I’ll be your victory
Guide my hand, light my path
Show me the way, to reach one day the baphomet’s throne . . .
COWBOYS FROM HELL - (Pantera)

Owwwww come on!!
Under the lights where we stand tall
Nobody touches us at all
Showdown, shootout, spread fear within, without
We're gonna take what's ours to have
Spread the word throughout the land
They say the bad guys wear black
We're tagged and can't turn back
(pre) You see us coming
And you all together run for cover
We're taking over this town
(chorus) Here we come reach for your gun
And you better listen well my friend, you see
It's been slow down below,
Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, we've won
Ain't talking no tall tales friend
Cause high noon, your doom
Coming for you we're the cowboys from hell
Pillage the village, trash the scene
But better not take it out on me
Cause a ghost town is found
Where your city used to be
So out of the darkness and into the light
Sparks fly everywhere in sight
From my double barrel, 12 gauge,
Can't lock me in your cage
(pre)
(chorus)
(chorus)
Step aside for the cowboys from hell!
LACK OF COMPREHENSION - (Death)

A condeming fear strikes down
Things they cannot understand
An excuse to cover up weaknesses that lie within
Lies
Laying your guilt and pain
On people that had no part in the molding of a life
That creates its destruction
Lies
Right before your very eyes
A reflection of the mistakes
To the end you will deny
Your part in the demise of a life
Lack of comprehension
Thriving on your cliche
Compelled by self-resentment
[Solo: Schuldiner]
Reaching into the minds of those that created
The depression in which they
In which they drowned their flesh and blood
Lies
So easy to blame the
Everlasting fear on a pathetic attempt
To justify the ending of life
Lies
Right before your very eyes
A reflection of the mistakes
To the end you will deny
Your part in the demise of a life
Lack of comprehension
Thriving on your cliche
Compelled by self-resentmen
sexta-feira, 9 de maio de 2008
THE ONE INSANE - (Unleashed)

I am the psychopath
I live in my own world
I'll be the one you fear
...the one insane
People say I'm mad
And the one insane
I mustn't speak my word
And never to complain
They say I have the change
Cannot be this way
Must stay out of range
Now what can I say?
I am the psychopath
I live in my own world
I'll be the one you fear
...the one insane
So a doktor said
It was the best for me
To give me coloured pillsand neurosurgery
So I hit him with a hetchet
And ran from my cell
Need no special cure
To try keep my well
I am the psychopath
I live in my own world
I'll be the one you fear
...the one insane
Yes I migth be mad
And I am insane
But I'll speak my word
And I'll never change
I don't need to hear
All the things they say
Now what do I care
I'd never walk their ways
I am the psychopath
I live in my own world
I'll be the one you fear
...the one insane
NORDLAND - (Bathory)

Land of unforgiving winter
Cold, clad in white, under a dark grey sky
Silent, the wind, it whispers
Pale sun of gold, gazing from far up high
Endless forests, lakes of water dark and deep
Misty mountains, where giants sleep
Nordland
High about all, the ravens
Spreading their wings to fly to the hall up high
Messengers of the all fathers
Oden behold all with his one eye
Eagle soaring, old crow cries
This land and heaven, forever tied
Nordland
Cold the waves along the shoreline
White wolfs realm from here to mountains high afar
Land of ours since it rose out of deep cold sea
Shine on our path, yes brightest of all, Northstar
Foreverdark woods, cold winds sweep
Barren landscape, untamed and bleak
Nordland
HANGAR 18 - (Megadeth)

Welcome to our fortress tall
Take some time to show you around
Impossible to break these walls
For you see the steel is much too strong
Computer banks to rule the world
Instruments to sight the stars
Possibly I've seen to much
Hangar 18 I know too much
Foreign life forms inventory
Suspended state of cryogenics
Selective amnesia's the story
Believed foretold but who'd suspect.
The military intelligence
Two words combined that can't make sense
Possibly I've seen to much
Hangar 18 I know too much
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