Words of Truth (aka another thread where you list lyrics you enjoy)

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What A Horrible Night To Have A Curse
Jun 5, 2002
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Kandarian Ruins
Now, because you own , you possess.
You have something that they can take.
You remember how it was when you had nothing.
You looked at the ones who had what you wanted
and you felt strong in your need.
Brave in your limited surroundings.
Righteous in your desires for something different.
Contemptuous of those who had exactly what you wanted.
You hated them because they looked weak and slightly scared.
You circled the water hole and thought about closing in.

Now you have it and feel weak in your power to keep it.
You feel desperate to make them see that you won't let them take it away.
Because it's yours.
You never had to justify yourself and your possessions before.
I earned this.
I worked hard for what I've got.
I paid my dues.
I deserve this.
You say these things to yourself as the animals circle and wait.
Shake your fists at the Hyenas.
Chase them away from your water hole.
Justify.
See them all differently..
Now you see that they all want something.
You get some juice.
Human becomes prey.
Human gets scared.
Figure out that you have to become hard to keep it yours.
You have to be cruel.
You have to kill them off just for looking.
Leave the bodies by the water hole so the rest will see.
Hang spent bullet cases from fishing line outside
all the windows of your house.
Put up signs.
Please break in.
I would love the opportunity to kill you legally.

Let the fear turn into desperate anger.
Start seeing the differences in people.
They all start looking suspicious.
They all want.
The need never stops.
Out there, someone is always needing.
Always hungry.
Always looking at you.
Checking your eyes for weakness.
Zeroing in on the vein in your neck.
As they circle the water hole.
And close in.
 
I once had an ice cube, pretty little ice cube
Now it's gone, now it's gone
Her name was Mary, pretty little ice cube
Now she's gone, now she's gone
She was so shiny, my pretty little ice cube
Now she's gone
Where's she gone?
She's gone with the others, the shiny little ice cubes
Movin' on, movin' on
She's gone
Doesn't nothing ever last forever?
I miss my ice cube, pretty little ice cube
Since she's withdrawn
I held her in my hand, my chilly little ice cube
Was it wrong? Was it wrong?
She slipped away, my moist little ice cube, to olblivion
Oblivion!
She left me standing with tears on my face, on the lawn
So I wrote this song
Pretty little ice cube where have you gone?
Doesn't nothing ever last forever?
It's been declared that it's not wise to prize something too much
I just wish to find something to fondle and to touch so gently
Doesn't nothing ever last forever?
 
Big man, pig man, ha ha charade you are.
You well heeled big wheel, ha ha charade you are.
And when your hand is on your heart,
You're nearly a good laugh,
Almost a joker,
With your head down in the pig bin,
Saying "Keep on digging."
Pig stain on your fat chin.
What do you hope to find.
When you're down in the pig mine.
You're nearly a laugh,
You're nearly a laugh
But you're really a cry.

Bus stop rat bag, ha ha charade you are.
You fucked up old hag, ha ha charade you are.
You radiate cold shafts of broken glass.
You're nearly a good laugh,
Almost worth a quick grin.
You like the feel of steel,
You're hot stuff with a hatpin,
And good fun with a hand gun.
You're nearly a laugh,
You're nearly a laugh
But you're really a cry.

Hey you, Whitehouse,
Ha ha charade you are.
You house proud town mouse,
Ha ha charade you are
You're trying to keep our feelings off the street.
You're nearly a real treat,
All tight lips and cold feet
And do you feel abused?
.....! .....! .....! .....!
You gotta stem the evil tide,
And keep it all on the inside.
Mary you're nearly a treat,
Mary you're nearly a treat
But you're really a cry.
 
I vent my frustration at you old man
after years your ears will hear...
You screamed you tried
it's words of a weakling
and promises made by a liar
(fucking liar)
Now you pick up that splintered chair
that was aiming for your head
A head that should have been long ago
kicked in by me...Alone
(I won't lose a second of sleep for this)
Don't touch me
Don't touch me
Don't touch me
No
Ever again
Don't touch me
Don't touch me
Don't touch me
Orphaned to the dope and drinks
I learned my lesson well somehow from you
No tears. Can't clutch my regrets
But these years of detachment
have left me with demons now surfacing
(I'm becoming more than you'll be)
You never knew the answers to
any of my questions, did you?
You made up all the answers to
my unimportant existence
(You don't have to dump me off, not again...)
Don't touch me
Don't touch me
Don't touch me
Fuck no...never again
Don't touch me
Don't touch me
Don't touch me
Fuck no...never again
Don't touch me
Don't touch me
Don't touch me
I vow, lest I die tomorrow...
You'll never be the father I am
The bastard father to the thousands
of the ugly, criticized, unwanted.
The ones with fathers just like you
We're fucking you back
Fcking you back...
I'm shoving my life right down your throat.
Can I
find the guts? Can I feel the heart?
Look at the ground as you choke me up,
does it taste like tequila?
Or failure?
We're fucking you back
 
Breaking the ruin, through forces of doom,
conquest for wasted warriors consume!
Clouds we steer in a wrathfully sneer,
shedding clear a path that will endear!

Confidence in security we have grown,
endless eternity on the throne,
last rites secured inside our home!

Feel - the - last - force!
Rising to stand over command!
One last force - must enforce!
Bracing the land by our own hand!

Flames are racing, our fuming keg is gracing - beyond!
Congress praising the silver shine they're facing!

Inside the fortress our forces now thrive,
aside the mistress remorse will hide!
Restless soul soldiers conquering toll,
and the patrol, for good has taken control!

Smashed astounding foundations taken grounding,
for the sounding envisioned final counting!

Confidence in security we have grown,
endless eternity on the throne,
last rites secured inside our home!

Feel - the - last - force!
Rising to stand over command!
One last force - must enforce!
Bracing the land by our own hand!

Flames are racing, our fuming keg is gracing - beyond!
Congress praising the silver shine they're facing!

And now we bear the right,
our vital fortress shielding bright!
A blaze thrown to the sky,
this shedding light you can't deny!

Instinct assures our reign is known,
confident in security we have grown,
endless eternity on the throne,
secure your faith inside the last force!

:kickass::kickass:
 
Tbh, I don't listen to many bands that have techincally "great" lyrics. Either that or I'm just too critical, so I just go with Goat Horn for having some of the awesomest metal lyrics around :kickass:
 
MajestikMøøse said:
http://www.ultimatemetal.com/forum/showthread.php?t=172741

ehh... it's BEST lyrics.

so yeah, whatever.

you also made a love song lyrics thread too.
Hmm. I'm not sure if I should delete this one now that Demilich has involved himself. Instead I'll just list the songs I put together for a mix CD-R for a friend and see if anyone cares:

Shitz for Jonnutts

At the Gates - The Swarm
Opeth - Deliverance
Vader - Blood of Kingu
Into Eternity - Splintered Visions
Hammers of Misfortune - The August Engine pt. II
Queens - Feel Good Hit of the Summer
Unida - Human Tornado
Kyuss - 50 Million Year Trip (Downside Up)
Dredg - Lechium
Isis - Wills Dissolve
King Crimson - Easy Money
Swans - Mind/Body/Light/Sound
Nuclear Rabbit - Let's Dig Him Up and Shit On Him
 
Some day
I'll take you to Disney land

Some day
I'll take you to Disney land
We'll go on Mr. Toad's wild ride
And follow him straight to hell
But that's not necessary just now
For now hell's all around us
No rubber devils
No smell of sulphur
But hell nonetheless
Hell more grotesque than any medieval woodcut
Instead of dramatic demons
A lifeless, shuffling horde
Without souls
Without imagination
Without worth
And beyond redemption

Someday I'll take you to Disneyland
I'll buy you a pair of mouse ears
Tons of cotton candy
And a big helium balloon with Mickey inside
But all that can wait
Today I'll buy you a .357 magnum
And lots and lots of bullets
I'll buy you a stack of AK-47's
And a warehouse filled with banana clips
All loaded and ready to go
I'll buy you a B-52
Loaded with neutron bombs
And lots of soldiers
To do whatever's necessary

Disney land can wait
We have time
Someday there'll be more of us
Maybe then the world can be Disney land
And visiting hell will be novel again
 
Anyone recognize this one?

if the earth was a willow
and you were one too
-would earth be weeping
so gentle and true?
if i was the garden
whereas you could grow
-would you hand me your brAnches
and grant me your love?

in between the lines of your story-flowing through
the pages of a book so well prepared the
words leave more than ashes from your pencil
when it speaks of tiny stories that happened
through these years

I swear that your present reality-disillusioned
obscurity? -will gently wipe away the tears
of wasted seeds

how Can we go through this
-with wounded wing before we learned how to fly
how can i control desires
-when desires burns on a chilly autumn Night?
i will try and make you imagine;
the aura where they stand
is filled with little secrets
-as written in the sand
Naked as a child at birth
a question in disguise
an oasis in a lonely desert
where lonely unknown lands lie

from here and into infinity
-humble and timeless
philosophy-you gently wept away the tears
of wasted seeds
all the days that have left me
and the species i have seen
ahead days will follow
-it was only a dream
though my garden is growing
under skies out of blue,
and it changes Each season
both in colours and in truth
you should know that a willow
-a weeping bed's pillow-
until all days are through

the rain that fall on your branches,
Just yearning
for a source to feed it's primal need
can maKe your beauty blossom from within
with flowers blowing
in the wind-and in seasons to follow....
 
I still haven't found a girlfriend
though I've tried a lot
so can you help me please
it's tougher than I thought.
The odds are pretty good
but the goods are pretty odd
still at this point I'd take anything you've got.
You see this all the time nice girls in love with jerks
what could they be thinking
tell me how it works.
If I've got some problems
well I wouldn't be the first
but the ones I have in mind are even worse
and even Hitler had a girlfriend
who he could always call
who'd always be there for him
in spite of all his faults.
He was the worst guy ever
reviled and despised
even Hitler had a girlfriend so why can't I? l
ife is full of contradictions
hard to understand
and for every happy woman there's a lonely man.
Nixon had his puppy
Charles Manson had his clan
but God forbid that I get a girlfriend.
Even Hitler had a girlfriend
who he could call his own
to sweeten days of bitterness
and feeling all alone.
I'm not as bad as Hitler
but it doesn't mean a thing
since they'd rather be with Hitler more than me
I don't see
why they'd rather be with Hitler more than me.
 
Journey back to the dark side, back into the womb
Back to where the spirits move like vapor from the tomb
The center of the cyclone, blowing out the sun
Break the shackles of your union to the light

I might've had a brother
As I was born, they dragged him under
To the other side of twilight
He's waiting for me now

Nativity was lost on me
I didn't ask, I couldn't see
What created me
What and where and how

Welcome home - it's been too long, we've missed you
Welcome home - we've opened up the gates
Welcome home - to your brothers and sisters
Welcome home - to an accident of birth

Feel our bodies breathing as you try to stop believing
There's nothing you can do about your shadows
You can fight us, you are like us
And your body will betray you
Lay down and die like all the others

Where are the angels and their wings of freedom?
Jesus had his day off when they pulled you through...

Welcome home - it's been too long, we've missed you
Welcome home - we've opened up the gates
Welcome home - to your brothers and sisters
Welcome home - to an accident of birth
(to an accident of birth)

Vision's growing dim as the daylight fades away
I'm spinning, twisting, black
Well, it's your dying day

Welcome home - it's been too long, we've missed you
Welcome home - we've opened up the gates
Welcome home - to your brothers and sisters
Welcome home - to an accident of birth
 
She used to be an ironhorse
Twenty years ago
Used to bring the mail to me
Through the ice and snow
I've sat alone and watched her
Steaming through the night
Ninety tons of thunder
Lighting up the sky

She was a princess of the night
I saw the writing on the wall
She was a princess of the night
I take a ride across the sky

Speeding, sparks like lightning
Engine working hard
Furnace on the foot plate
Shining in the night
Iron striking metal
The sound of racing steel
It's all I ever wanna hear
It's music to my ears

She was a princess of the night
I saw the writing on the wall
She was a princess of the night
I take a ride across the sky

She was a princess of the night
I saw the writing on the wall
She was a princess of the night
I take a ride across the sky

Ninety tons of thunder
Lighting up the sky
Steaming red hot pistons
See the wheels flash by
Hear the whistle blowing
Streaking down the track
If I ever had my way
I'd bring the princess back one day

She was a princess of the night
I saw the writing on the wall
She was a princess of the night
I take a ride across the sky
 
Give us our bread and bury our dead
And kneel to the cross on the wall
Whether burnt at the stake or drunk at the wake
Just kneel to the cross on the wall
We've original sin, but we might just get in
If we beg to the cross on the wall
It's rattle your sabre and love your neighbours
But kneel to that cross on the wall.

See the roof fall, hear the bells crash
As flesh and bone turn to ash
Tried to conquer the sun with a Christian frost
The corpses' stench beneath the cross

Give them gold and they'll save your soul
And kneel to the cross on the wall
Hail to the boss of the great unwashed
And kneel to the cross on the wall
They wail and weep, the march of the sheep
As they go to the cross on the wall
And it's ever so wrong to dare to be strong
So kneel to the cross on the wall