Songs that capture your imagination? *Awesome lyrical content*

[JMarz]

Maybe it's just me, but to me, any good music is anything that can capture my imagination.. Something that'll make me actually think about what I'm listening to.

For instance, Ensiferum - Goblin's Dance, or perhaps Black Dahlia Murder - I Will Return

The Ensiferum track sounds exactly like you'd expect it would if you were watching a bunch of goblin's dance around a fire summoning their master..

'
Once in the time of chaos, of sunless days and of unhappiness. The statue of the triumphant master stood proud and grim. In the light of three descending moons, in twisted and cracked open. Unleashing the Goblin King once again, for the last time.

'



One of my favorite songs to scream/jam to. Next song would be Black Dahlia Murder - I Will Return or Necropolis, both off of Deflorate.

Necropolis: ("Father I know that you've witnessed a darkness in me
Twas spawned in shadows of the old gallow's tree
I'm but a sad depraved reflection of our inhumanity
The warped exaggeration of the lost and darkest of dreams

Bring forth a wrath of cleansing fire
Here now in mankind's bleakest hour

Born of a casket I'm the heir to a corpse
I've eyes that see maggots through the thin flesh they bore
I shall bloody my hands til the last breath be torn from me
So blindly we walk the winds of these plaged streets
Dead the once feeling part of me

O lord divine please break this silence
Destroy your race of faceless liars

At the edge of existence
We the clays of intention have ripened in your image
Ah the binds of tradition
Your archaic deception numbs our empty beings
City that stands on a million graves
In a world full of hatred to fear enslaved
Countless the dead slaughtered in your name
Not a utter of your voice have you once repaid

No above no below just a man letting go
When all my earthly desire is disowned
No screaming sirens should sound
No revelations profound
Simply lowered into the ground
That's just what I'll be dead in the dirt
So blindly we walk the winds of these plagued streets
Dead the once feeling park of me

Bring forth a wrath of cleansing fire
Here now in mankinds bleakest hour
O lord divine please break this silence
Destroy your race of faceless liars
Necropolis )



(I Will Return: "When death so swiftly has coveted
The client from this plane
A journey forged in ice has just begun
A crystal line entombment preservation now awaits
Proceedings executed hastely deceased to be encased
Encapsulated ensured the precious cargo safe
A pending resurrection rebirth

In the distant future when advancements shall allow
A being to be made again anew
The brain to be implanted
Fused within a growth of cells
This vessel but a vehicle
To traverse this mortal realm

Pressurized sealed in ward off the mounting days
Retain revived rebirthed beyond the grave

Jealousy some say it sickening
They merely can't afford this highest form of luxury
To live again
To carry on the will elite
To live again
Advancing through the centuries

Until the sky is black and the sun it never shows
Til the whipping winds of nuclear winter cruelly blow
The gift of immortality has been bestowed
I will return, I will return

Cryonics! Reanimate this life
Remake the fleshy juggernaut
In which the mind will ride
Cryonics! A wisdom is preserved
Frozen forever evolutionary curve
O a renaissance of mad technology
Segregate the wise eliminate the weak
O painstaking process onward we weed
Reproduce the strong eliminate

Heresy some say its blasphemy
Assuring I'll be in hell when god is through with me
To live again to forge yourself anew
To live again to face the godless truth
Foolery some say it'll never be
Fear will condemn such radical ideology
To live again to stand above your brood
To live again the phoenix raised unbruised")



I Will Return talks about cutting the brain out of your head, and preserving it in bodies for thousands of years. Becoming immortal.

Dunno about you guys but these songs fucking do-all for me, lyrical/musical genious and it's really sad to see these bands going overlooked, misjudged, and generally hated for no reason at all.

Just wondering if you guys had any similar songs that do the same thing for ya?

(Also the production in Deflorate kicks ass anybody agree?)

 

[thefyn]

Celtic Frost Mesmerized:

You, who like the moon at night
Haunted my mortal heart ...
You who made this ancient walls
Shine like divine marble
The unwanted breath - through creedence
A derelict shell in the desert
- Mesmerised -
As love inflamed the night
Burning tongues brought the rain
The sand remained - purified
Murmur at the meager's spear
Battered Carthagian pride
The beloved cry - wasted dismay
Invasion of baseness and shade
You, loved by your father
Innocent as a vestal - dove
Buried in a deep blue sea
As we all lose - ever


Voivod Angel Rat:

Angel Rat

the idiot walks along a canvas
Sunday rendezvous; mister phobia

"maybe, today, fear will go away, I'll
fly!"

a gruesome rain, a seraph wailing
flapping madly, shaking on the wing

"listen, my friend, never look down
from the cliff"
"take care, beware! do try to catch
the eclipse"

obsession, the will to fly
it would be nice
still, a nagging doubtful mind
it will be fine
straight ahead half luna shines
now is the time

here comes darkness
distanced from above
bold emptyness
omniscient fog

up on the edge
ready! one, two...go!
rat or angel
does one really know?

the idiot walk along a canvas

Type O Negative In Praise of Bacchus

Hey Bacchus
She hates me
Hey Bacchus
She hates me

The street lamps light a wet old red hook road
A furry vino tinted slave
Molten oil painted brooklyn bridge
(cobblestone grave)

A lonely blue girl guards the river bed
She shakes her brown torch at the tide
On pier six we'd creep and count the cracks
(side by side, see, we're counting cracks)

Your mom was out wearing herself inside
I'll stop the train to say hello
A used boyfriend's just bought her this new car
(I said I know)

-Togetherburn-

She said burn
Together
Burn
We'll burn together

Now don't believe she'll never leave again
I can't forget the words she said way back when

She said burn
We'll burn together

 

[Vandyn]

John Cage - 4'33''

http://www.instantrimshot.com

 

[sprack]

Bloodbath - Eaten
Old Mans Child - Black Seeds on Virgin Soil
Primus - Tommy the Cat

 

[Vandyn]

no kiddin' now...

the Dream Theater's song "Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence" brings me all those mental illnesses.

including post-partum depression. haha

 

[GarethSE]

cephalic carnage - kill for weed

Came into my home,
Searching for the weed,
Crooked wretched cops,
Enforce corrupted greed,
Throw me to the ground,
Ripping my place apart,
For an ounce of buds,
They used excessive force,
Where are my rights,
There's no justice for me,
Our system let me down,
My life I must defend,
So now ill kill for weed,
Grab a cop and pull
him to the floor,
Strangulate him with a chord,
Kill for weed,
Kill for weed,
Kill for weed,
Kill for weed,
The other try's to
subdue me falls onto
a sword,
Kill for weed,
Kill for weed,
Kill for weed,
Kill for weed,
This wont happen again,
Your bullshit lies
and rotting sins,
We cant take no more,
Well fight you all
and win the war,
Legalize today,
Put a stop to brutality,
We will rise above,
Till your gone,
And we have won,
Its our destiny,
So now ill kill for weed,
This is a song about a
schizophrenic,
I met on the street,
Told me how he killed for weed,
Killed for weed,
Killed for weed,
Killed for fucking weed!!!!!

 

[Metaltastic]

Real profound there Gareth

 

[thefyn]

no kiddin' now...

the Dream Theater's song "Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence" brings me all those mental illnesses.

including post-partum depression. haha

haha, Dream Theater have the worst..the WORST lyrics I have ever read.

 

[Metaltastic]

haha, Dream Theater have the worst..the WORST lyrics I have ever read.

I really gotta +1 that, at least for their recent stuff (the old at least was vague enough that it was kinda cool)

 

[GarethSE]

if i could be bothered to type up the lyrics to Sunn O))) - Aghartha I'd have posted them instead

 

[AntonioPetrole]

The Black Dahlia Murder really is the perfect band

"To A Breathless Oblivion"

The chair's been kicked, a rope tied to the rafters, blue-faced and broken-necked I die. Relieving my vision from the sick fucking stare of that hated sun burning the sky. Slumped like a headless scarecrow, cold and limp against the wall. Blood paints a pattern of Rorschach's design, thawing the winter that burdens this heart.

Shit-stained and shameful, an exit in disgrace. Not a splash but just a ripple left, I end this life in vain.

[Solo]

In the dead of the darkness I breach the still lake, toward the reflection of the moon. The night-colored liquids arresting my lungs, finally at peace in this watery tomb.

Destroy this fragile body to be gorged upon by worms. Not a splash but just a ripple is left in the wake of my merciless scorn.

Beyond those cursed stars above lies the answer that I seek. On the backs of bullets rides my name, longing to kiss my cheek. Resentfully decline, retire this hated life. Without guilt I break these veins, carved with salvation's knife.

[Solo]

Turn not away, avert not your face, this is how it was meant to be. In silence found hanging there 'bove a pool of waste, the beauteous workings of mortality. No one can truly touch another parallel never to cross. Pointless, fumbling, sad mistake only capable of pain.

Beyond those cursed stars above lies the answer that I seek. On the backs of bullets rides my name, longing to kiss my cheek. Resentfully decline, retire this hated life. Without guilt I break these veins, carved with salvation's knife

 

[GarethSE]

I really gotta +1 that, at least for their recent stuff (the old at least was vague enough that it was kinda cool)

thats because whatshisfacecrazyasianquietbassplayerdude still wrote lyrics for them way back when

 

[XnaySaturo]

thats because whatshisfacecrazyasianquietbassplayerdude still wrote lyrics for them way back when

He wrote lyrics for like two songs :Smug:

But yeah, their lyrics are pretty horrible these days.

My favorite lyrics ever are from the electro-prog rock band Pure Reason Revolution. Theyre super mystic and really beautiful. I guess the vocal harmonies emphasize that.

Pure Reason Revolution - In Aurelia

I�m dedicated now to your madness
The dawn will heal us
The dawn will save us
I�m medicated now with your sadness
The dawn will heal us
The dawn will save us
When the disciples were lost in their mourning
When I was lost in the secret debate
When the disciples were lost in their mourning
Never leave just agree to the pace

(The) Room with all the stars in
Planetary nebulae suffering man schizoid
(The) Fumes with all their hearts in
Pass the sun across the sky

I�m dedicated now to all the past dreams
Behind the madness the lost & sad scenes
I�d separate it now you�ve said you�re minds clean
You breath the last gasp & lie-in dark sleep
When she deciphers the loss in the morning
When sky was lost & eclipsed by the rays
When she deciphers the loss in the morning
Never leave just agree to the pace�

(The) Room with all the stars in
Planetary nebulae suffering man schizoid
(The) Fumes with all their hearts in
Pass the sun across the sky

A hazy torpor & lazy spires to the night skies
They dig the hole to the core & ease a smile as the light glides

 

[smy1]

Man, I don't know how you guys can bear to listen to these super-vague lyrics, chock-full of washed-out vocabulary, beaten-path metaphors and topics that are far-removed from regular people's lives??? I mean, I am all for lyrics that leave room for interpretation, but when people use words like "dawn", "night skies", "oblivion" and all that other overused crap, it makes me want to vomit and I can only appreciate Chad Kroeger's lyrics so much more.

To me, some of the best songs that capture my imagination with their lyrics are country music songs. Stuff like "Learning To Live" and "Every Now And Then" by Garth Brooks or "You'll think of me" by Keith Urban are totally relatable and invoke very strong images.

And the best lyricist I've ever heard is definitely "punk-rocker-turned-rap-genius" Stefon Alexander, better known as P.O.S. from Minnesota.

Here's his song "Been Afraid" from his latest album "Never Better":




POS - "Been Afraid"

Yeah, million-dollar baby girl in the lower middle class
With a Maglite right beneath her pillow
And no, she's never been a boxer by choice
She's known to act oak, he'll never catch her a willow, nuh
She the calm type, you see the small scars
Creeping down her arm, peeking from her rolled sleeves, right?
She keeps him weak in the knees but she out stay out of sight
And when that school bell rings, it's goodnight
Or might as well be, he never sees her around
But he looks, for weeks now he's been maybe tomorrow
But he's shook, he sees them bruises and he needs to please her
Plus he don't wanna go home either, gives her a look
They pass, copies down a poem from a schoolbook
Gives it to her after hesitation, whoops his ass
She took it fast, lost like all sensation in her hands
Then braces herself gracefully, sturdy where she stands
On some humble mumbling, pass the words, fumbling
Nothing discouraging, just nerves, drumming up the courage
Something bout skylines or bike rides or riverbeds
Something, something that he read
It caught her right beneath the armor
Cauterized thought of any blunt forced trauma
Ain't no way that he could harm her

When the curse leave a shell like a snake with fresh scales
Some people seem to call that home, but some souls roam
Keep riding till the cycle is broke
We don't got to go through nothing alone

She's in the weather, the whole storm
Hugging on her prince, his hands to skin warm
Quick out the door, no note, no forlorn
Cause all they heard was "Papa don't hit me no more"
But they couldn't seem to keep the swelling down
How they regretting ever letting out this third child born
But things are getting better now, yeah cozy sweater now
With her thumbs through the holes in her sleeves worn down
And the boy similar, noise minimal, toy criminal
Joy simple when someone's found it in you
Somehow it boost the individual, that bluish hue is mutual
They make love gently, so aware of each other's bruises
And sorta scared they can lose this
Trust, bury the blues somewhere it won't bear roots
But is this boy where the truth is?
She's spooked, see fruit never seem to fall far from the useless
Branch that it's attached to
And quacks say if he's beat up, he's bound to smack you
She's down to step back now, if he ever got loud
She couldn't be proud of whatever she might do
But it's the first time she ever felt touch
That didn't bring her to hush like something was being done to her
That unscrews her, she loosens with the booze
Her hinge can stay bent addressing her dude's wounds
Regressing to bedrooms where fools ignored don't
He's not one of them tools that screws, nuts and bolts
And she know that... and she know that
But she holds back and she hope that he see the way she flinch
Cause it's knee-jerk to brace for attack
Even if he's only rubbing her back
I mean, and even if it's like the deck has been stacked
It's not an act, he's been loving her back (hold your heart up)

Never raise your hand, he says that with a grownup's voice
I'm yours now, just like a child
Please don't be scared now, it clicks
A piece finally fits, I love you
They said that with their lips
Never raise your hand, he says that with a grownup's voice
I'm yours now, just like a child
Please don't be scared now, it clicks
A piece finally fits, I love you

 

[Sickan]

Job For a Cowboy - Embedded


An incision leads to the future of the new world
A mark buried deep under the skin and flesh will divide and distinguish man
Signatures implanted on the hands and forehead
Reoccurrence of modern times and scriptures
Testament to holy doctrines written in vital blood
In the extent all will hold something very similarly and accordingly
All will bear his name
with the distinct and original number of his signature
In a new world with suppressing technology
Lacerations lead to codes embedded in blood streams beneath the flesh
Currencies fuse together to form a solitary and overruling capital
Money evolves into cryptic letters and numbers that flow through the net
A conflagration set to diminish papered riches, depleting its masterdom
No longer capable of enslaving the likes of human kind from only
presenting itself as a form of an object
Fragments of ash flow through the atmospheres currents
Onlookers breathe and inhale what they once worshipped.
The demons solution, a new world order.

I actually wrote an essay about the song!

 

[SocialNumb]

Man, I don't know how you guys can bear to listen to these super-vague lyrics, chock-full of washed-out vocabulary, beaten-path metaphors and topics that are far-removed from regular people's lives??? I mean, I am all for lyrics that leave room for interpretation, but when people use words like "dawn", "night skies", "oblivion" and all that other overused crap, it makes me want to vomit

+1 I especially don't like that "old ye pirate garb" I'm not a fucken pirate and I've never met one.


but I do enjoy my old school Skinny Puppy with their confusing lyrics that took me ages to figure just a little bit out. Then again, they talked about issues that where relevant in their time and still are, though hard to understand.



(now is the onlt thing that's real)

binge, cringe, cringe, binge, sloppy
binge, cringe,
(the police used to watch over the people,
now they're watching the people)
sloppy, mincing, eyedropping, biopsy.
cyclops overlooks optic options.
rotton, showstopper, skinpopper.
babbler dabbler.
self confessed criminal.
tore pen in vain.
instant, still spellbound.
game stock, talk back rock.
reencounter incident.
subsistance is inexistant.
(now is the onlt thing that's real)
non committed, unwitted, oblivious.
habitual resistor.
roughed up edge, fluent nudge, pre-collect ignition.
motivation inexistant.

wasted views,
thats all they see blue,
hot blood, guilt, optic nerve.
with the right attitude you will succed, blue.
self abusive recluse, too late for me.
make shifting peace unsettling.
crazy...doing crazy things.
keep your eyes open, soft spoken changes nothing.
a view so cruel.
(a few)

dogs body comatose, torchlight roast.
disinterest. disinfect.
retold, impressed by possession.
insiders know, refresh, detained contest.
all that is pure, sure tonight, freeze in time.
shadows climb, distracting override.
instincts evolve, over and over.
why cant you see this?

(do you, don't you want me to make you?
coming down fast but don't let me brake you.
only tell me tell me the answer.
you may be a lover but you aint no dancer)

wasted truth.
why call it all, blue?
hot lines.
eventual decline.
with the right attitude you will succed, blue.
resent that discontent.
sidestep.
define the state of things so far.
crazy things, soft spoken..overide.
with your eyes open, you know soft spoken changes nothing.
a view so cruel.
nothing.

view so cruel
view so cruel
you so cruel
view so cruel
a view so cruel
a view so cruel
(..so cruel)

try and take over, over the fringe.
sloppy, eyesore, rotten, showstopper, skinpopper.
a babbler and dabbler.
oh, change, change!
nothing.
nothing, so, no, nothing.
go, down.
go.

(now is the only thing thats real)



Fallen angel head crashes dead out of control
Lost memories staircase twists
Darker rooms lit with left out toys
After playing mean changes toys into tools
Twisted playthings on the staircase fools
Fools weapons represents the killing game
Who taught the killing game
Who taught the killing game
Awaken eyes sewn wearing glasses dripping tap tap temple door
Locked inside scream inner scraping tooth and nail nowhere to go
Quiet retraces forcing light tears then pretend nothing blinds
Blinds closed in sanctuary closed in sanctuary
Padded walls not quiet storm's fury burnt out killing time
Who taught the killing game
Time's taught the killing game herself
No I taught the killing game first
Passing words distant pain remember trains of thought collide
No one view window
Pushing faces through shards cold glass poke bloody holes exposed
I taught the killing game first
I taught the killing game first
Tongue lash spewing red tortured animals wake up time
Beckons death upon myself eyes travelled harden
Strange no stronger feeling
Tempting motion slows to a crawl
Places his own foot firmly in its own trap
Let go the springs snap shut
Crazy sharper teeth giving in to the jaws of death
I taught the killing game
I taught the killing game first
I taught I taught I taught the game first, first, first

 

[Wisheraser]

I've always loved Clutch's lyrics. Especially Burning Beard:

Every day I wake up we drink a lot of coffee and watch the CNN
Every day I wake up to a bowl of clover honey and let the locusts fly in.
Lobsterbacks attack the town again
Wrap all my things in aluminum
Beams of darkness streak across the sky
Pink rays from the ancient satellite

Every time I look out my window same three dogs looking back at me
Every time I open my windows cranes fly in to terrorize me
The power of the Holy Ghost

Shadow of the New Praetorian
Tipping Cows in fields Elysian
Saturnalia for all you have
The seven habits of the highly infected calf

Swan diving off the tongues of crippled giants
International Business Machine
Choking on bits of fallen bread crumbs
Oh, this burning beard, I have come undone
It's just as I've feared. I have, I have come undone

Bugger dumb the last of academe
Okkam's razor makes the cutting clean
Shaven like a banker, lilac vegetal
Break the glass ceiling and the golden parachute on down

The power of the Holy Ghost comes to town
Shadow of the New Praetorian
Tipping cows in fields Elysian
Saturnalia for all you have
The seven habits of the highly infected calf


That line "Swan diving off the tongues of crippled giants" has got to be one of my favorite lines in any song ever. There's so much imagery and meaning that you can extract from that one line alone, never mind the whole song.

 

[~BURNY~]

My lovely horse, running through the field
Where are you going, with your fetlocks blowing in the wind?

I want to shower you with sugar lumps, and ride you over fences
Polish your hooves every single day, and bring you to the horse dentist

My lovely horse, you're a pony no more
Running around with a man on your back, like a train in the night...

 

[~BURNY~]

Pretty girl on the hood of a Cadilac, yeah....
She’s broken down on freeway nine.
I take a look and her engine’s started,
I leave her purring and I roll on by....bye bye

Free love on the free love freeway,
The love is free and the freeway’s long...
I got some hot love on the hot-love freeway
I ain’t going home cos’ my baby’s gone
A little while later, see a senorita,
She’s caught a flat trying to make it home,
She says "Por favor, can you pump me up?"
I say "Muchos gracias, adios. Bye Bye."

Free love on the freelove freeway,
The love is free and the freeway’s long
I got some hot love on the hotlove highway,
Ain't going home ‘cause my baby's gone.

Little while later I see a cowboy crying,
"Hey buddy, what can I do?"
He says "I lived a good life, had about a thousand women."
I said "Why the tears?", he says "‘cause none of them was you."
Free love on the free love freeway,
where the love is free and the freeway is long...
I got some hot love on the hot-love freeway
I ain’t going home cos’ my baby’s gone

 

[thedonutman]

haha, Dream Theater have the worst..the WORST lyrics I have ever read.

What are you talking about?

Turn the key
Walk through the gate
The great ascent
To reach a higher state
A rite of passage


That's not cheesy at all!