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PostPosted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 2:41 am   Post subject: Reply with quote


bowelrupture wrote:
I wish that i could write lyrics...

and because no one in my band can write lyrics, we have to look for a vocalist who can. Otherwise i would have taken that duty.


maybe you just have to outsource the lyrics Shucks
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PostPosted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 2:44 am   Post subject: Reply with quote


I am thinking about that for a few months.
At least it is a good idea.
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PostPosted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 5:24 pm   Post subject: Reply with quote


i admite it
i suck making lyrics
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PostPosted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 1:18 pm   Post subject: Reply with quote


Some I already shared in another forum from my own band, I tried to translate them as good as possible in my current state (still ill with Influenza).

Entrenched in my protective hideout
I lie in wait for the enemy with my Panzerschreck
Quavery, expectant - the enemy is approaching

Cannonblow, dust, castaway bodies
The last of my friends dies in the dust
Pondering revenge, I prepare the blow of death

Metal monster, a pointer, a shot!
Now they are following the steps of the fallen
buried in debris, burned, lost
their lifes torn apart...

But with a shocking bang
I'm also blessed with the kiss of death, following their steps
Hit by a fatal shrapnel
my body on the floor

United together on the paths we marched towards the coming front
Have fought and died in the war, no name was mentioned
Our joint federation, a forsaken live

The federation in pieces, the survivors lament...
For justice and honor, the words ringing in our ears still
"I only do what the church is doing since 1500 years - but more thourugh!".

---

A rain of flames
coming down above darkened ground(s)

blessing the people with burning death
to guide them to the realm of the dead
where they will be lonely and forsaken
where they will suffer

For all eternity
Eternity

Hate, war, death

Smoke dims the horizon,
a sign of the coming doom
Decline
Waning

Thousand souls cry out
of their internecine pain!
Massive destruction
the land now bare

The hunger of the flames
sapping from the scorching flesh
receiving the heavens sacrifice
and silent - the last corpse

Death's silence...
throughout the night...

---

Forced to live
(til) it became a disease
Hate and misanthropy became my delight
But you... not able to articulate or think

I nearly missed the feeling
feasting on my vitality

Idiocy thriving superb
where wisdom is shunned
so many think they know
but are only slaves to foolishness

Am I to leave this world behind now?
Everything left is barren, only temporary
This path that lies before me so vague
is alive with the cerainty that there'll never be peace

---

Thousands of spirits denieing this world,
delivering the final blow to morale with pure ignorance
Disavowing themselves by idiocy and arrogance

It's the blood of unknown fighters they are spilling in the end
if that weren't weak enough already,
they turn against those who are in the battle for them
and they're only swinging the club of self-destruction

If the world only was purified in their blood
as a symbol for the revenge of those they betrayed...

Shall I not hate the ones, who gave me away?
All those, whose lives is only centered around nothingness?
Aren't they the real enemies?
The shadow to impose?

Like a read veil the rage leaves its trail
strong, ill seeds grow their roots
spreading like a wildfire
and consuming everything that couldn't run

"If nobody is there to fight, who will stand for them in this war?"

---

This is the place where the gods die in
the appraisal of a unexistent power
eerie, cold, secluded
far away from the human stench
A peculiar Sabbath celebrated in the darkness
The chalice circled around through the congregation
So the (cold) fluid lives up to its meaning
Flowing down the gorges
Man after man releasing insanity in terrible screams
A blade cuts through the curtain of silence
Inhuman racket, blasphemy brought to life
Reborn through the hands of the clandestine
Recent syllables joining to new sentences
The hour of a young, sinister birth
Who/which shall be followed by many more
When in a coming future shadows gather again

---

Faint screams penetrate the castle walls
For her beauty they have to die
warm blood, fountain of youth
Erszebet has to maintain her pure youth again
Gypsies, peasants daughters, even Ilona
Tortured, bled to death, backed by the servants
Left for dead in walled in spaces
No court hearings nor trial, never lived to hear a verdict
The 21st August of 1614 now celebrated by the peasants
As the old Gutkeled was found deceased...

---

To desolate and burn

Untamed cries of horror echo through the night
a silent conspiracy, freed from the chains
the beast has torn it's shackles
and now it is here to collect the toll

Our realm which we are burning
Monuments shrivel into dust
Like this night (which has) been foretold
this realm, sentenced to suffer

Icy like a merciless hailstorm
is the presence of the mighty ones
supported in a dark conquest
to reclaim our world

(as) Swift as the most terrible blade
is the revenge in this darkened mind
we are burning our own land...
...and cleanse by fire

---

Wolves in the snow

Alone on the prowl through cold winterland
a old, iron pack of wolves
this wintry german(ic) forest is our realm
streaking above a lake of ice
Howling to Luna to evince our region
...what's left of it
through glaucous treetops hidden
and fretful sounds our song
Our skin, burnt by the cold
Winds, led by frosty hand(s)
Defiant we master all hardships
on our foray in the unknown
Enguled by fogs on cold mountain spires
(in) ruins of a time long gone
Time is the most condemning judge,
drawn into corners with their masses coming near

Escape, the deliverance from this hurt?

Strengthened by hate our way will not die
when we return you will see
that our slaughter was just the expression of your fear
and you will be living the pains we once felt

In the future we dream of the day
when we'll see our revenge
we will tear away your throats
spilling your blood
feasting on your warm flesh, your doom already decided

Sometime the wolves will travel again

---

Contraption/monster of steel

Booming enignes,
luminous signals

From the heavens comes a deadly freight
brought to you by the hand of death
sorrows of tomorrow cast away
a fiery death will be dealt

Hatches open for what brings your demise
bright lights - shining bloodred - in this night
Passing souls emerge ashen/in ashes
as this part of history ran its course

Hamburg, once a proud city
now just brought to debris
Operation Gomorrah, 32.000 dead
From far away came the messengers of death

Burning ruins, piles of ash
A million ran away in good time
Sounds of bombs scare the children in the rural
Was it their parents name written on that list?

loose scraps of paper with warning for the population
disposed of secretly
and to this day the monument of Gerhard Marcks
is the silent witness of lapsed days

Past...
...and its bloodred toll
...the toll of death

Damn, that wasn't too easy and it lost all of its rhymes when translated. Very Happy. Hope you can get something from it still.
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PostPosted: Mon May 09, 2011 9:36 am   Post subject: Reply with quote


Should I post something? Hmm... ah, fuck it:

#1 Toilet Paper

Pain in your stomach, shit bubbles in it
Run to the toilet, shit that fucker dead
Shut the door, pull of your pants...
AND SHIT GUTS OUT OF YOUR ANUS!

Guts out of Anus, clean it off with toilet paper
Guts out of Anus, clean it off with toilet paper
Guts out of Anus, clean it off with toilet paper
Toilet paper, toilet paper, toilet, toilet, TOILET PAPER

Tears flooding from your eyes, cuz it fucking hurts
You sweat blood, you breath heavy like a steer
Pray to your god: "Oh please make it stop!"
AND SHIT BONES OUT OF YOUR ANUS!

Bones out of Anus, clean it off with toilet paper
Bones out of Anus, clean it off with toilet paper
Bones out of Anus, clean it off with toilet paper
Toilet paper, toilet paper, toilet, toilet, TOILET PAPER

Now you'r dead, shit crawls out your mouth
Your guts stuffed the toilet, your rib impaled your anus
Look at the mess you've done, now I have to clean it off with toilet paper...

Shucks Mr. Green my 600th post Peace
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PostPosted: Thu Apr 19, 2012 6:49 am   Post subject: Reply with quote


ABRUPT DEMISE - INFORMATION OVERLOAD.
lyrics by Patrick Brandsma/Van Buiten. Music by H. Uiterwijk, E. Nijsingh, E. Greven, F. Hofstra, P. Brandsma, P. van Buiten.

Listen to a story someone told me it's true
Shiver from your bones as i wil tell it to you
Breathing from the insight for you

Created by insane as they don't have a clue
Crazy as I’m getting when i hear it from you
Creations from the dark side for you

Ripping apart i the madman in blue
Data that is gathered after autopsy on you
Information overload.......true
THIS IS MY SICK STORY FOR YOU

I AM NOW
pissed real fucked up pissed
real common lie, trust it and die
real fucked up lies

I WILL NOW
fight real fucking war
real common war, trusting no more
real fucked up whore

FREE FROM MY.
sins real fucking sins
real common sins, no one that win
real fucked up sins

distorted by my dislocation
distorted by this information
distorted by this overload
information overload
I AM NOW
pissed real fucked up pissed
real common lie, trust it and die
real fucked up lies

I WILL NOW
fight real fucking war
real common war, trusting no more
real fucked up whore

FREE FROM MY.
sins real fucking sins
real common sins, no one that win
real fucked up sins
Listen to a story someone told me it's true
Shiver from your bones as i will tell it to you
Breathing from the insight for you

Created by insane as they don't have a clue
Crazy like I’m getting when i hear it from you
Creations from the dark side for you

THIS IS MY SICK STORY FOR YOU
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PostPosted: Fri Apr 20, 2012 6:11 am   Post subject: Reply with quote


lyrics by Patrick Brandsma/Van Buiten. Music by H. Uiterwijk, E. Nijsingh, E. Greven, F. Hofstra, P. Brandsma, P. van Buiten.

Murder Tape

Deeds, did alone, freaked, from my own show ,
Live alive, Die……… this is mine!!
Tape, the new show, forged, the evil in me.
Live alive, Die…….. reminder!!!

The beast that lives within me
Your virtue I’ll will take
The beast that lives within me
Your virtue I’ll will brake
The beast that lives within me
Bloody murder rape
The beast that lives within me
Bloody murder tape

Deeds, did alone, freaked, from my own show ,
Live alive, Die……… this is mine!!
Tape, the new show, forged, the evil in me.
Live alive, Die…….. reminder!!!

See me, rewinding through time
Play me, repeating a crime
Pause me, still breaking though frames
Rewind me, with corpses in flames
Forward, the killings so mean
Record me, as life in a dream
Eject me, but play me again
Insert me, as fast as you can
Free me…..

Deeds, did alone, freaked, from my own show ,
Live alive, Die……… this is mine!!
Tape, the new show, forged, the evil in me.
Live alive, Die…….. reminder!!!

See me, rewinding through time
Play me, repeating a crime
Pause me, still breaking though frames
Rewind me, with corpses in flames
Forward, the killings so mean
Record me, as life in a dream
Eject me, but play me again
Insert me, as fast as you can
Free me…..
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