You think pantera has great lyrics? Come on. It's like listening to a high school football team in the lockerroom
Pantera - Hollow
What's left inside him?
Don't he remember us?
Can't he believe me?
We seemed like bothers
Talked for hours last month
About what we wanna be
I sit now with his hand in mine
But I know he can't feel...
No one knows
What's done is done
It's as if he were dead
I'm close with his mother
And she cries endlessly
Lord how we miss him
At least what's remembered
It's so important to make best friends in life
But it's hard when my friend sits with blank expressions
No one knows
What's done is done
It's as if he were dead
He as hollow as I alone now
He as hollow as I alone
A shell of my friend
Just flesh and bone
There's no soul
He sees no love
I shake my fists at skies above
Mad at God
He as hollow as I converse
I wish he'd waken from this curse
Hear my words before it's through
I want to come in after you
My best friend
Pantera - Cemetary gates
The reverend he turned to me
Without a tear in his eyes
It's nothing new for him to see
I didn't ask him why
I will remember
The love our souls had
Sworn to make
Now I watch the falling rain
All my mind can see
Now is your (face)
Well I guess
You took my youth
I gave it all away
Like the birth of a
New-found joy
This love would end in rage
And when she died
I couldn't cry
The pride within my soul
You left me incomplete
All alone as the
Memories now unfold.
Believe the word
I will unlock my door
And pass the
Cemetery Gates
Sometimes when I'm alone
I wonder aloud
If you're watching over me
Some place far abound
I must reverse my life
I can't live in the past
Then set my soul free
Belong to me at last
Through all those
Complex years
I thought I was alone
I didn't care to look around
And make this world my own
And when she died
I should've cried and spared myself some pain...
Left me incomplete
All alone as the memories still remain
The way we were
The chance to save my soul
And my concern is now in vain
Believe the word
I will unlock my door
And pass the Cemetery Gates
Yeah, Phil anselmo is a terrible lyricist...
Fuckhead.
I would also like to add Suicide Note Pt. 1 to the pantera lyrics.
All you see is all to see... right? You see what you read, not what is said...? Think. THINK. You have to take phil anselmo's lyrics in the right context, they are deeply personal... anger IS actually an emotion you realize?
Do a bit of reading first. I suppose that you think James Hetfield is a terrible lyricist too? (go and read: dyers eve... !!)
Dave Mustaine? (read: my darkest hour)
Steve Tucker? - Morbid Angel:
"Summoning Redemption" - morbid angel
and while your clinging
to the ways of your worthless life
your words is falling
you are left with nothing
and with the winds that are blowing
the final truth has come
your ways so shallow and empty
have brought it down
your ignorant haze
has brought it down
They're all terrible at writing lyrics and expressing emotion... and terrible musicians.. in fact, all metal sucks. terrible music, all about satan and evil and death and sadness... Metal is NOTHING, music is NOTHING, life is NOTHING...
These people are worthless, no meaning, no point, never a sound to make, never a word to say, so shallow and empty. Nothing. Darkness. Void. Absent. Lifeless.
These people are pouring their lives before you, letting them see who they are, and in turn showing who you are. Have we ever heard you speak un-shallow words?? NO!!
Even thought you probably don't even know who CHUCK SCHULDINER is, because he is such a terrible lyricist, and terrible, totally BAD guitar player and musician... I will include some of his TERRIBLE lyrics that seem to fit you...!
What would you do without
your pathetic narrow-minded
approach to life, that reflects
your lack of abilities.
Your opinions are self
destructive.
Despair is your gain, delight is
corruption.
Destined to fall prey to your
stories, creating problems for
your consumption.
We will see where you go.
The future for you is nowhere.
Every minute a cliche of your
kind.
Too much to say from a
person with no respect.
Your accusations you will
regret.
From the mentally blind come
ideas that are poison.
ha ha ha. I guess you pissed me off a little bit...!
-Trapped in a corner