GONE Ridin' Hood
Professor.
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Write a DT-forum-song!
- Thread starter Tritonus
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Dark Dominion
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
And reaps the harvest of time.
Once again.
We lie
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.
We lie
Nt3N
Dark Tranquillity Italia
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.
We lie with promises
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.
We lie with promises
rahvin said:
Well I can not really make a rule about that, but I will set up some guidelines.
I repeat the most important rule:
DT must not be ashamed!
I've added this:
Try to follow the obvious rythm and do give the others tips how to follow if you decide to reorginaze the structure of the song.
You may finish the song when you believe it finished and you do this by writing a little note after your last dot.
In a song like this the message can easily be missinturpretated, but please do try not to write whatever and try to build a resonable base. This is at this stage ( which is after "promises" )´almost inpossible, but keep up the good work untill the next song and try to remember this then.
Use the chorus more then once and do not make the verses too long and monotonous!
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.
We lie with promises.
and with promises
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.
We lie with promises.
and with promises
GONE Ridin' Hood
Professor.
- Jul 8, 2005
- 1,805
- 2
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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.
Once again.
We lie with promises.
and with promises of absolution,
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.
We lie with promises.
and with promises of absolution,
marduk1507
Member
@Tri: I think it wont be ok if the song is called "Penis Demoniac", will it? We still havent got a name for it, you know. But I would love that title. 
Nitronium Blood
UM BOARDS' JESTER
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.
We lie with promises.
and with promises of absolution,
Ouch
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.
We lie with promises.
and with promises of absolution,
Ouch
King Chaos
Pomeo Osoponeor
I've written music as far as the lyrics have been written. The music is fairly insulting to DT's styleTritonus said:
... but it's a parody so you know... All's well. The only bit that doesn't really work is the first verse... Unless the song has a slowish intro and then an Anders J sweet fucking roll into the fast shit that people wanted.The chorus is pretty good actually :Smokedev: .
GONE Ridin' Hood
Professor.
- Jul 8, 2005
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Nitronium Blood said:
I don't get that, is it "ouch" as in "it hurts" or what?
Haha maybe DT will publish this song as a special bonus on their next cd
.@ KC: Yeah, I like the chorus too hehe.
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.
We lie with promises.
and with promises of absolution,
Ouch, it will
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.
We lie with promises.
and with promises of absolution,
Ouch, it will
marduk1507
Member
@Nitro: you cunt!
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.
We lie with promises.
and with promises of absolution,
Ouch, it will grow
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.
We lie with promises.
and with promises of absolution,
Ouch, it will grow
GONE Ridin' Hood
Professor.
- Jul 8, 2005
- 1,805
- 2
- 38
- 38
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.
We lie with promises.
and with promises of absolution,
Ouch, it will grow before you
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.
We lie with promises.
and with promises of absolution,
Ouch, it will grow before you
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
And reaps the harvest of time.
Once again.
We lie with promises.
and with promises of absolution,
Ouch, it will grow before you surrender
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.
We lie with promises.
and with promises of absolution,
Ouch, it will grow before you surrender
GONE Ridin' Hood
Professor.
- Jul 8, 2005
- 1,805
- 2
- 38
- 38
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.
We lie with promises.
and with promises of absolution,
Ouch, it will grow before you surrender
yourself to the Insignificunt
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.
We lie with promises.
and with promises of absolution,
Ouch, it will grow before you surrender
yourself to the Insignificunt
KC: Can you send me a rough recording. I can see if I can change the first verse if your not satisfied.
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.
We lie with promises.
and with promises of absolution,
Ouch, it will grow before you surrender
yourself to the Insignificunt
(The chorus repeat during this part):
Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinsiiiiiiiiiiignifica(u)nt
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.
We lie with promises.
and with promises of absolution,
Ouch, it will grow before you surrender
yourself to the Insignificunt
(The chorus repeat during this part):
Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinsiiiiiiiiiiignifica(u)nt
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.
We lie with promises.
and with promises of absolution,
Ouch, it will grow before you surrender
yourself to the Insignificunt
(The chorus repeat during this part):
Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinsiiiiiiiiiiignifica(u)nt
We stare into the Insignificunt.
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.
We lie with promises.
and with promises of absolution,
Ouch, it will grow before you surrender
yourself to the Insignificunt
(The chorus repeat during this part):
Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinsiiiiiiiiiiignifica(u)nt
We stare into the Insignificunt.
