Write a DT-forum-song!
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Remember of those hijinks on turbulent gatherings,
Where beer flows from huge mouths and asses
Of nigh and despairing dogs within gods
That tear thoughts between adventurous masses.
Though corpses alive and vague highs,
Machines were masquerading under human consciousness,
Such a sight, fight against the night and the light
Breeding an unwanted emotion of guilt,
Within remnants of glowing overflown children,
Overdriven and swamplike, the forest that rots
Brings out your innermost sorrows.
(chorus)
We are at the threshold of pain,
The locked, the maimed,
The Haggis, The Rubbish, with the madness around us
We stare.
Sexy in disguise, the torture distorts our guilt
But under penis demoniac mice burst through sleep
easy, kids
Where beer flows from huge mouths and asses
Of nigh and despairing dogs within gods
That tear thoughts between adventurous masses.
Though corpses alive and vague highs,
Machines were masquerading under human consciousness,
Such a sight, fight against the night and the light
Breeding an unwanted emotion of guilt,
Within remnants of glowing overflown children,
Overdriven and swamplike, the forest that rots
Brings out your innermost sorrows.
(chorus)
We are at the threshold of pain,
The locked, the maimed,
The Haggis, The Rubbish, with the madness around us
We stare.
Sexy in disguise, the torture distorts our guilt
But under penis demoniac mice burst through sleep
easy, kids
marduk1507
Member
marduk1507
Member
Remember of those hijinks on turbulent gatherings,
Where beer flows from huge mouths and asses
Of nigh and despairing dogs within gods
That tear thoughts between adventurous masses.
Though corpses alive and vague highs,
Machines were masquerading under human consciousness,
Such a sight, fight against the night and the light
Breeding an unwanted emotion of guilt,
Within remnants of glowing overflown children,
Overdriven and swamplike, the forest that rots
Brings out your innermost sorrows.
(chorus)
We are at the threshold of pain,
The locked, the maimed,
The Haggis, The Rubbish, with the madness around us
We stare.
Sexy in disguise, the torture distorts our guilt
But under penis demoniac mice burst through sleep
Skin deep
Where beer flows from huge mouths and asses
Of nigh and despairing dogs within gods
That tear thoughts between adventurous masses.
Though corpses alive and vague highs,
Machines were masquerading under human consciousness,
Such a sight, fight against the night and the light
Breeding an unwanted emotion of guilt,
Within remnants of glowing overflown children,
Overdriven and swamplike, the forest that rots
Brings out your innermost sorrows.
(chorus)
We are at the threshold of pain,
The locked, the maimed,
The Haggis, The Rubbish, with the madness around us
We stare.
Sexy in disguise, the torture distorts our guilt
But under penis demoniac mice burst through sleep
Skin deep
King Chaos
Pomeo Osoponeor
Remember of those hijinks on turbulent gatherings,
Where beer flows from huge mouths and asses
Of nigh and despairing dogs within gods
That tear thoughts between adventurous masses.
Though corpses alive and vague highs,
Machines were masquerading under human consciousness,
Such a sight, fight against the night and the light
Breeding an unwanted emotion of guilt,
Within remnants of glowing overflown children,
Overdriven and swamplike, the forest that rots
Brings out your innermost sorrows.
(chorus)
We are at the threshold of pain,
The locked, the maimed,
The Haggis, The Rubbish, with the madness around us
We stare.
Sexy in disguise, the torture distorts our guilt
But under penis demoniac mice burst through sleep
Skin deep the passionate
Hey guys Im gonna make music for this one. Then you can all do vocals. I imagine it's gonna be sort of slowish, lethe style... or you want it more up tempo? Let me know.
Where beer flows from huge mouths and asses
Of nigh and despairing dogs within gods
That tear thoughts between adventurous masses.
Though corpses alive and vague highs,
Machines were masquerading under human consciousness,
Such a sight, fight against the night and the light
Breeding an unwanted emotion of guilt,
Within remnants of glowing overflown children,
Overdriven and swamplike, the forest that rots
Brings out your innermost sorrows.
(chorus)
We are at the threshold of pain,
The locked, the maimed,
The Haggis, The Rubbish, with the madness around us
We stare.
Sexy in disguise, the torture distorts our guilt
But under penis demoniac mice burst through sleep
Skin deep the passionate
Hey guys Im gonna make music for this one. Then you can all do vocals. I imagine it's gonna be sort of slowish, lethe style... or you want it more up tempo? Let me know.
rahvin
keeper of the flame
Remember of those hijinks on turbulent gatherings,
Where beer flows from huge mouths and asses
Of nigh and despairing dogs within gods
That tear thoughts between adventurous masses.
Though corpses alive and vague highs,
Machines were masquerading under human consciousness,
Such a sight, fight against the night and the light
Breeding an unwanted emotion of guilt,
Within remnants of glowing overflown children,
Overdriven and swamplike, the forest that rots
Brings out your innermost sorrows.
(chorus)
We are at the threshold of pain,
The locked, the maimed,
The Haggis, The Rubbish, with the madness around us
We stare.
Sexy in disguise, the torture distorts our guilt
But under penis demoniac mice burst through sleep
Skin deep the passionate schlong
I'd prefer it faster, with growls.
Where beer flows from huge mouths and asses
Of nigh and despairing dogs within gods
That tear thoughts between adventurous masses.
Though corpses alive and vague highs,
Machines were masquerading under human consciousness,
Such a sight, fight against the night and the light
Breeding an unwanted emotion of guilt,
Within remnants of glowing overflown children,
Overdriven and swamplike, the forest that rots
Brings out your innermost sorrows.
(chorus)
We are at the threshold of pain,
The locked, the maimed,
The Haggis, The Rubbish, with the madness around us
We stare.
Sexy in disguise, the torture distorts our guilt
But under penis demoniac mice burst through sleep
Skin deep the passionate schlong
I'd prefer it faster, with growls.
marduk1507
Member
Remember of those hijinks on turbulent gatherings,
Where beer flows from huge mouths and asses
Of nigh and despairing dogs within gods
That tear thoughts between adventurous masses.
Though corpses alive and vague highs,
Machines were masquerading under human consciousness,
Such a sight, fight against the night and the light
Breeding an unwanted emotion of guilt,
Within remnants of glowing overflown children,
Overdriven and swamplike, the forest that rots
Brings out your innermost sorrows.
(chorus)
We are at the threshold of pain,
The locked, the maimed,
The Haggis, The Rubbish, with the madness around us
We stare.
Sexy in disguise, the torture distorts our guilt
But under penis demoniac mice burst through sleep
Skin deep the passionate schlong penetrates the kilt
Where beer flows from huge mouths and asses
Of nigh and despairing dogs within gods
That tear thoughts between adventurous masses.
Though corpses alive and vague highs,
Machines were masquerading under human consciousness,
Such a sight, fight against the night and the light
Breeding an unwanted emotion of guilt,
Within remnants of glowing overflown children,
Overdriven and swamplike, the forest that rots
Brings out your innermost sorrows.
(chorus)
We are at the threshold of pain,
The locked, the maimed,
The Haggis, The Rubbish, with the madness around us
We stare.
Sexy in disguise, the torture distorts our guilt
But under penis demoniac mice burst through sleep
Skin deep the passionate schlong penetrates the kilt
Remember of those hijinks on turbulent gatherings,
Where beer flows from huge mouths and asses
Of nigh and despairing dogs within gods
That tear thoughts between adventurous masses.
Though corpses alive and vague highs,
Machines were masquerading under human consciousness,
Such a sight, fight against the night and the light
Breeding an unwanted emotion of guilt,
Within remnants of glowing overflown children,
Overdriven and swamplike, the forest that rots
Brings out your innermost sorrows.
(chorus)
We are at the threshold of pain,
The locked, the maimed,
The Haggis, The Rubbish, with the madness around us
We stare.
Sexy in disguise, the torture distorts our guilt
But under penis demoniac mice burst through sleep
Skin deep the passionate schlong penetrates the kilt
And reaps the harvest of
couldn't resist
Where beer flows from huge mouths and asses
Of nigh and despairing dogs within gods
That tear thoughts between adventurous masses.
Though corpses alive and vague highs,
Machines were masquerading under human consciousness,
Such a sight, fight against the night and the light
Breeding an unwanted emotion of guilt,
Within remnants of glowing overflown children,
Overdriven and swamplike, the forest that rots
Brings out your innermost sorrows.
(chorus)
We are at the threshold of pain,
The locked, the maimed,
The Haggis, The Rubbish, with the madness around us
We stare.
Sexy in disguise, the torture distorts our guilt
But under penis demoniac mice burst through sleep
Skin deep the passionate schlong penetrates the kilt
And reaps the harvest of
couldn't resist
GONE Ridin' Hood
Professor.
- Jul 8, 2005
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Remember of those hijinks on turbulent gatherings,
Where beer flows from huge mouths and asses
Of nigh and despairing dogs within gods
That tear thoughts between adventurous masses.
Though corpses alive and vague highs,
Machines were masquerading under human consciousness,
Such a sight, fight against the night and the light
Breeding an unwanted emotion of guilt,
Within remnants of glowing overflown children,
Overdriven and swamplike, the forest that rots
Brings out your innermost sorrows.
(chorus)
We are at the threshold of pain,
The locked, the maimed,
The Haggis, The Rubbish, with the madness around us
We stare.
Sexy in disguise, the torture distorts our guilt
But under penis demoniac mice burst through sleep
Skin deep the passionate schlong penetrates the kilt
And reaps the harvest of time.
Where beer flows from huge mouths and asses
Of nigh and despairing dogs within gods
That tear thoughts between adventurous masses.
Though corpses alive and vague highs,
Machines were masquerading under human consciousness,
Such a sight, fight against the night and the light
Breeding an unwanted emotion of guilt,
Within remnants of glowing overflown children,
Overdriven and swamplike, the forest that rots
Brings out your innermost sorrows.
(chorus)
We are at the threshold of pain,
The locked, the maimed,
The Haggis, The Rubbish, with the madness around us
We stare.
Sexy in disguise, the torture distorts our guilt
But under penis demoniac mice burst through sleep
Skin deep the passionate schlong penetrates the kilt
And reaps the harvest of time.
Remember of those hijinks on turbulent gatherings,
Where beer flows from huge mouths and asses
Of nigh and despairing dogs within gods
That tear thoughts between adventurous masses.
Though corpses alive and vague highs,
Machines were masquerading under human consciousness,
Such a sight, fight against the night and the light
Breeding an unwanted emotion of guilt,
Within remnants of glowing overflown children,
Overdriven and swamplike, the forest that rots
Brings out your innermost sorrows.
(chorus)
We are at the threshold of pain,
The locked, the maimed,
The Haggis, The Rubbish, with the madness around us
We stare.
Sexy in disguise, the torture distorts our guilt
But under penis demoniac mice burst through sleep
Skin deep the passionate schlong penetrates the kilt
And reaps the harvest of time.
Once again.
Where beer flows from huge mouths and asses
Of nigh and despairing dogs within gods
That tear thoughts between adventurous masses.
Though corpses alive and vague highs,
Machines were masquerading under human consciousness,
Such a sight, fight against the night and the light
Breeding an unwanted emotion of guilt,
Within remnants of glowing overflown children,
Overdriven and swamplike, the forest that rots
Brings out your innermost sorrows.
(chorus)
We are at the threshold of pain,
The locked, the maimed,
The Haggis, The Rubbish, with the madness around us
We stare.
Sexy in disguise, the torture distorts our guilt
But under penis demoniac mice burst through sleep
Skin deep the passionate schlong penetrates the kilt
And reaps the harvest of time.
Once again.
GONE Ridin' Hood
Professor.
- Jul 8, 2005
- 1,805
- 2
- 38
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plintus said:
I think a drastic change of rhythm would be great on this last part, with clear vocals and all
.We should think of a title for the song ye know?
RampageSword
AWARE! BEWARE! WAR!
GONE Ridin' Hood
Professor.
- Jul 8, 2005
- 1,805
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- 38
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