What Song Are you currently listening to? Well?
#2691
Posted 19 October 2006 - 05:37 AM
w00t'n for Wooten.
How long did it take you to think up that one?
"Dream On" --Aerosmith
Don't tease me because I'm slow.
"I Write Sins Not Tragedies" by Panic! At The Disco
^^ Thanks Ayumi, you rock!! ^^
How many five-year-olds could you take in a fight?
Red Carnation, Hibiscus. Spiderflower. White Violet... Peony?
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#2692
Posted 19 October 2006 - 06:55 AM
Kivenkantaja by Moonsorrow.
No idea what they're singing about (although it's probably about heroic battles!), but it sounds cool.
I've seen Moonsorrow live :O
QUOTE
Darklyrics
[English translation:]
Kivenkantaja- [STONEBEARER]
Sitting on a rock by the sea
with head bown to his knees.
Caressed by the coldest wind
the silent waves receive his burden.
Fire has he seen and death as well,
man grown up by beasts.
Destruction has he seen, of his own people,
seen what cannot be unmade.
Eternal hatred to all heavens
by a corroded blade he swore.
The bearer of stone, cursed has he kings
and burnt all the land behind.
To valleys of suffering,
into the stream of bitter rivers.
Aside paths made by man,
ever under crushing weight.
On an isolated rock by the sea
there sits a grief-stricken man.
Alone he curses and lays on the sand
a weighing fate carved in stone.
Yet skies don't open, no wind shall rise
and clouds they shadow the shore.
In silence a roamer curses and waits
until another tomorrow.
An unforgotten grief
ever carried with the stone.
An unforsaken hatred,
madness weighing down the stone
[English translation:]
Kivenkantaja- [STONEBEARER]
Sitting on a rock by the sea
with head bown to his knees.
Caressed by the coldest wind
the silent waves receive his burden.
Fire has he seen and death as well,
man grown up by beasts.
Destruction has he seen, of his own people,
seen what cannot be unmade.
Eternal hatred to all heavens
by a corroded blade he swore.
The bearer of stone, cursed has he kings
and burnt all the land behind.
To valleys of suffering,
into the stream of bitter rivers.
Aside paths made by man,
ever under crushing weight.
On an isolated rock by the sea
there sits a grief-stricken man.
Alone he curses and lays on the sand
a weighing fate carved in stone.
Yet skies don't open, no wind shall rise
and clouds they shadow the shore.
In silence a roamer curses and waits
until another tomorrow.
An unforgotten grief
ever carried with the stone.
An unforsaken hatred,
madness weighing down the stone
Cradle of Filth - Byronic Man
#2693
Posted 19 October 2006 - 07:56 AM
w00t'n for Wooten.
How long did it take you to think up that one?
"Dream On" --Aerosmith
Don't tease me because I'm slow.
"I Write Sins Not Tragedies" by Panic! At The Disco
I WRITE PARALLEL LINES FROM A POINT NOT ON A LINE, NOT TRAGEDIES
Breathing Wounds by Funeral Mist
black metal is cool
#2697
Posted 19 October 2006 - 09:39 AM
Alexisonfire ~ This could be anywhere in the world.
Addictive o.o
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