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[StianHH]

Her er den teksten (da går jeg ikke etter gitarsoloer osv) jeg liker best for tiden (den burde sjekkes ut på http://www.savagerose.com/srworks.html );

 

A Girl I Knew (fra debut-albumet Savage Rose - Savage Rose)

 

They took her

Into their tiny room

They wanted it to be like that

They saw the gloom

Of her lifeless face

 

And I lost a girl

I knew

 

I could hear

What happened to her

In the night

They lit the light

And they saw

What she was like

 

And I lost a girl

I knew

 

She couldn't see what happened

Cause she wasn't there

They only felt her

And they weren't fair

To her and to her

Lifeless body

 

And I lost a girl

I knew

 

They left

Saying a good-bye

And I was left alone with a lie

Cause she wasn't there

I only saw her

And I could do nothing

But cry

For I'd lost a girl

I knew

 

- Savage Rose

[KimNK]

The barbeque has just begun

Deathcrush - Deathcrush - Deathcrush

 

Crush - Crush

Deathcrush

Deathcrush

Deathcrush

 

God og djuptgåande tekst som virkelig får deg til å tenke over livet.

[Jan]

HAhaha.

[Thorsen]

Akurat nå hører jeg på Kingscall med Mark Knopler og Thin Lizzy

 

KING'S CALL

(Written by Phil Lynott)

Phil Lynott - 1980

 

 

It was a rainy night the night the king went down

Everybody was crying it seemed like sadness had surrounded the town

Me I went to the liquor store

And I bought a bottle of wine and a bottle of gin

I played his records all night

Drinking with a close, close friend

 

Now some people say that that ain't right

And some people say nothing at all

But even in the darkest of night

You can always hear the king's call

You can always hear the king's call

 

Well they put him away in Memphis

Six feet beneath the clay

Everybody was crying

Everybody said it was a plain grey day

 

Me I went to the liquor store

And I bought another bottle of wine and another bottle of gin

I played his records all night

And I got drunk all over again

 

Now some people say that that ain't right

That ain't right

And some people say nothing at all

I say nothing

But even in the darkest of night

You could always hear the king's call

You could always hear the king's call

 

I wonder if you're lonesome tonight

And I'd rather go on hearing your lies

Than to go on living without you

 

Now some people say that that ain't right

And some people say nothing at all I say nothing

But even in the darkest of night

You could always hear the king's call

You could always hear the king's call

You could always hear the king's call

Now the stage is bare and I'm standing here

They might as well bring the curtain down

I cried the night the king died

[Der Kommissar]

Ich habe Pläne große Pläne

Ich baue dir ein Haus

Jeder Stein ist eine Träne

Und du ziehst nie wieder aus

Ja ich baue ein Häuschen dir

Hat keine Fenster keine Tür

Innen wird es dunkel sein

Dringt überhaupt kein Licht hinein

 

Ja ich schaffe dir ein Heim

Und du sollst Teil des Ganzen sein

 

Stein um Stein mauer ich dich ein

Stein um Stein

Ich werde immer bei dir sein

 

Ohne Kleider ohne Schuh

Siehst du mir bei der Arbeit zu

Mit den Füßen im Zement

Verschönerst du das Fundament

Draußen wird ein Garten sein

Und niemand hört dich schreien

 

Stein um Stein mauer ich dich ein

Stein um Stein

Ich werde immer bei dir sein

 

Welch ein Klopfen welch ein Hämmern

Draußen fängt es an zu dämmern

Alle Nägel stehen stramm

Wenn ich sie in dein Leibholz Ramm –

 

Stein um Stein mauer ich dich ein

Stein um Stein

Und keiner hört dich schreien

 

Den er kul! Se på herzeleid.com for å se oversettelsen

[Billy Bob]

A Perfect Circle - Fiddle And The Drum

 

And so once again,

My dear Johnny, my dear friend,

And so once again you are fighting us all,

And when I ask you why,

You raise your sticks and cry, and I fall,

Oh, my friend,

How did you come?,

To trade the fiddle for the drum,

You say I have turned,

Like the enemies you've earned,

But I can remember,

All the good things you are,

And so I ask you please,

Can I help you find the peace and the star?,

Oh, my friend,

What time is this?,

To trade the handshake for the fist

 

And so once again,

Oh, America my friend,

And so once again,

You are fighting us all,

And when we ask you why,

You raise your sticks and cry and we fall,

Oh, my friend,

How did you come,

To trade the fiddle for the drum

 

You say we have turned,

Like the enemies you've earned,

But we can remember,

All the good things you are,

And so we ask you please,

Can we help you find the peace and the star?,

Oh my friend,

We have all come,

To fear the beating of your drum

[JR Ewing]

Ich bin geil! -

 

ARGHHHHH -

 

Everytime I walk down the street - Erection -

When I see a woman that I'd like to beat - Erection -

When I think of blood I think of love - Erection -

When I think of blood I think of love - Erection -

Oh, I got Erection Oh, I got Erection Oh, I got Erection Oh, I got Erection When I set a house on fire - Erection -

Once a liver, now she's a dier - Erection -

When I dig a hole in the ground - Erection -

When I hear that death punk sound- Erection -

Oh, I got Erection -

Oh, I got Erection -

Oh, I got Erection -

Oh, I got Erection -

 

[SjokoladeJesus]

Fiddle And The Drum er vel strengt tatt en melodi av Joni Mitchell.

[Jan]

Fiddle And The Drum er vel strengt tatt en melodi av Joni Mitchell.

Neei, slått på målstreken.

[Billy Bob]

Ja, oki, men det er coverversjonen jeg har hørt.

[Juleniss1]

Naglfars "I am Vengeance" er jo flott og hyggelig

 

 

 

Humanity what have you ever done for me?

Denounced and cursed since my birth for I am not like thee

A proud descendant of the ancient seed

Driven forth by the screams of my enemies

I am the plague that shall grace you with an early grave

Exterminate - bring you all into damnation

In an orgasmic rush of pain I mark my coming in crimson strays

 

Fools! I shall rid myself from the thorns pierced in my side

The weak laments of your wounded shall be my crown

Anointed in their tears... sweet as wine are they

 

A waste of flesh is the only thing you are to me

The time has come to destroy your simple entitles

A filthy pack of liars and thieves

Crawling in the stench of your own self-deceit

I am the predator and you are all mine to claim

Hunt you down unto the point of extinction

A genocidal warmachine

Wreaking chaos upon those who dare to challenge me

 

I am vengeance incarnate, your futile world I shall desecrate

I bear the mark of all demons like an aura that drips of venom

I am the bringer of the final war

Your god lies dead in his own shit and gore

Rest assure that all of you will die

You insolent fools shall breath no more

 

Hatred burns within my veins towards your wretched kind

I spread my creed of suffering in this bloodbath so divine

 

I shall cleanse the earth from the worms of the human breed

Revel in the blood of my sworn enemies

Grind their bones into the dust... bloodlust!

 

Humanity what have you ever done for me?

Denounced and cursed since my birth for I am not like thee

A proud descendant of the ancient seed

Driven forth by the screams of my enemies

I am the plague that shall grace you with an early grave

Exterminate - brought you all into damnation

A genocidal warmachine

Grinding down all of you who dared to challenge me

 

Hatred burns within my veins towards your wretched kind

I spread my creed of suffering in this bloodbath so divine

No mercy is shown for the weak in this blood-drenched fatal spell

Tear the flesh off from their limbs and send their souls to hell

[Acrid]

Winds that shine a bright, blinding dark. Kerosene flames so cold they crack

Suns that blow becalmed twisters. Ferocity sleeping. Nothingness stacked

Intestines worn to shield the inward limbs. Screams unheard. Deafening thoughts

Levitating ground. The solid water burns. Liquid stone. The immobile turns

 

Corrosion soothing the hurt within

Surroundings reaching to touch your skin

Progress in stalemate. Death is alive

Eyes and mind glint - Glints collide

 

Pains sending shivers of wellbeing down your spine. Sounds of healing crack your bones

Lamentation carving into smiling faces. Surrounded by everyone, still you're all alone

Wormholes set as halos over sinners' skulls. Leaves chasing the fallen air away

A lifetime of needle-eyes too wide to escape, where honesty lies and angels betray

 

Incisions mending the wounds within

Surroundings breach the surface of your skin

Progress in static. Life has died

Eyes and mind glint - Glints collide

 

Reincarnation trapped in a life span.

Corpses bolted to the ground arise

Omnilights flooding your world with their darkness

as your reflection turns its back to your eyes

 

You've entered your self-created antiparadise

Your universe processed and tapped in jars

Neverending insanity

Down in the hell of mind, where glints collide

[TLZ]

Tear down the walls

Wake up the world

Ignorance is not bliss

So fed up with second best

Our time is here and now

 

I am the enemy

I am the antidote

Watch me closely

I will stand up - now

 

We will rise

Rise above

 

Stereotype Fools

Playing the game

Nothing unique

They all look the same

In this sea of mediocrity

I can be anything

Anything I want to be

 

We will rise

 

Synes også disse har fine tekster:

Dream Theater - Glass Prison

Dream Theater - Misunderstood

Opeth - Closure

Lamb of God - 11th Hour

Lamb of God - Laid to Rest

 

....

Endret 17. mars 2005 av TLZ

[b-real]

Embraced - Memento Of Emotions

Rører meg dypt inne hver eneste gang jeg hører sangen.

Oh beloved one

You have given me precious memories

Which I will always remember

You are and shall forever be in my dreams

My everything...

You seduced me and found the key to the portal

The portal that leads

To the very depth of my heart

With a sweet caress

You opened the gate of eternal lust

My everything...

 

In a divine spell I was held

Almost as in a fairytale

Embraced by your love, body and lust

My everything...

 

...Deeper and deeper I sink

Into the mist of melancholy

Fragments of precious moments we had

In memory forever

In dreams and imagination

 

An everyday growing emptiness

Hurts as if a piece of my life has vanished

Dismal thoughts of desolation

Grieves in my mind

 

I cry tears in solitude

I cry my tears for the loss of my everything

 

The pain inside from a broken heart

Tears my soul apart

The greatest passion of all

Fading away

 

Forever lost...

Emotions which now

Only seem to exist in my dreams

Emotions which now seems to be

Forever lost

Endret 17. mars 2005 av B|Real

[Jan]

Gjennomført topic forresten.

 

 

You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need.

You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street,

You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed.

And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight,

You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking.

 

And after a while, you can work on points for style.

Like the club tie, and the firm handshake,

A certain look in the eye and an easy smile.

You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to,

So that when they turn their backs on you,

You'll get the chance to put the knife in.

 

You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder.

You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you

get older.

And in the end you'll pack up and fly down south,

Hide your head in the sand,

Just another sad old man,

All alone and dying of cancer.

 

And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown.

And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone.

And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw

around.

So have a good drown, as you go down, all alone,

Dragged down by the stone.

 

I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused.

Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used.

Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise.

If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this

maze?

 

Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending

That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend.

And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner

And everything's done under the sun,

And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer.

 

Who was born in a house full of pain.

Who was trained not to spit in the fan.

Who was told what to do by the man.

Who was broken by trained personnel.

Who was fitted with collar and chain.

Who was given a seat in the stand.

Who was breaking away from the pack.

Who was only a stranger at home.

Who was ground down in the end.

Who was found dead on the phone.

Who was dragged down by the stone

[bortevekk]

the killers med mr brightside.

 

I'm coming out of my cage

And I’ve been doing just fine

Gotta gotta gotta be down

Because I want it all

It started out with a kiss

How did it end up like this

It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss

Now I’m falling asleep

And she’s calling a cab

While he’s having a smoke

And she’s taking a drag

Now they’re going to bed

And my stomach is sick

And it’s all in my head

But she’s touching his—chest

Now, he takes off her dress

Now, let me go

 

I just can’t look its killing me

And taking control

Jealousy, turning saints into the sea

Swimming through sick lullabies

Choking on your alibis

But it’s just the price I pay

Destiny is calling me

Open up my eager eyes

‘Cause I’m Mr Brightside

[Aurgjelme]

Manowar - Battle Hymn er høyt oppe på min liste. de har andre tekster jeg liker også, men denne er en av de "kuleste"

By moonlight we ride

Ten thousand side by side

With swords, drawn held high

Our whips and armour shine

Hail to thee our infantry

Still brave beyond the grave

All sworn the eternal vow

The time to strike is now

Chorus:

Kill, kill!

Kill, kill!

Kill, kill!

Kill, kill!

Gone are the days when freedom shone

Now blood and steel meet bone

In the light of the battle's wake

The sands of time will shake

How proud our soldiers stand

With mace and chain in hand

Sound the charge, into glory ride

Over the top of their vanguished pride

Chorus:

Victory, victory!

Victory, victory!

Victory, victory!

Victory, victory!

To the battle we ride

We crossed a starlit sky

No space no time

We'll catch the wind

Strange losses, men died

We crossed a starlit sky

And still no space or time

We'll catch the wind

Chorus:

Kill, kill!

Kill, kill!

Kill, kill!

Kill, kill!

Sound the charge, into glory ride

Over the top of their vanguished pride

By moonlight we ride

Ten thousand side by side

Chorus:

Kill, kill!

Kill, kill!

Kill, kill!

Kill, kill!

[SSSø]

Dette er helt klart min favoritttekst, ikke bare er teksten god i seg selv, men les gjennom den og merk dere hvos teknisk bra den er.

 

Blizzak - From bookworm to butterfly

 

every time when spring comes and the first roses flower

the boy recalls the face and that single hour

when she smiled in his direction whispered and said

this prison is hell, pray for me while I put my wish in the well

 

She took the last piece of the crumb ate it and wept

she'd made it to death and her last quest saved her the rest

a depraved teen, eighteen with an urge to be seen

class mates serving her mean remarks in this scene

alone in the classroom, blocking the stares with the desk

cornered by pupils not baring the prayers off her chest

finding words curing, a bookworm letting fantasy loose

releasing this leech of the surrounding cancerous abuse

refusing to loose, this malnourished bookworm will flower

crooked by power, she's finding strength from the prose

to later be putting pen to the paper quenching this rose

her petals is chubby, the glasses reflect beauty when seen

the next verse will put you in the most beautiful scene

where this dandelion will become the head of the pack

rising from the concrete not to be heading right back

learning to stand up for her self by beheading attacks

The thorns got clipped and the rose got watered down

soaked in comments about relief but it sorta frowned

she put the crumbs down, she refused to eat and sleep

read and weep, this flower hungers for social contact

 

hook

 

but she tried to take her life, despite the vanity in sight

it's insanity right, but this flower reached the fall

the season called her away from cloud nine into heaven

and the boy still remember that September eleventh

every time when spring comes and the first roses flower

the boy recalls the face and that single hour

when she smiled in his direction whispered and said

this prison is hell, pray for me while I put my wish in the well

 

the emotional come back came as a sudden impact

just when she wished her fathers rubbers wasn't intact

this lonely scrawny boy caught by her very shy vision

the first smile in three years breached her mind prison

she was a fine Christian, by the words from the book

this boy caught her eyes as a simple nerd by the look

observed by the crooks n bully's she made a move

sent a simple note that a bit later proved to improve

a week later a shy boy called her house over the phone

her father answered and the boy asked if she was home

she sat on her bed all alone reading her scribbled journal

she answered and it brought light to this little infernal

the date was a fact and this weak flower was blooming

but all the joy caused her low powers to be consuming

even though the sun seemed to shine in her direction

she still had demons in her head from all the past neglection

the lack of love n affection from role models throttled

even though he loved her dearly she downed a whole bottle

she blacked out, fell to the floor grasping for air

this frail girl was thought as the one lacking despair

 

 

hook

 

she tried to take her life, despite the vanity in sight

it's insanity right, but this flower reached the fall

the season called her away from cloud nine into heaven

and the boy still remember that September eleventh

when she smiled in his direction whispered and said

this prison is hell, pray for me while I put my wish in the well

every time when spring comes and the first roses flower

the boy recalls the face and that single hour

when she smiled in his direction whispered and said

this prison is hell, pray for me while I put my wish in the well

[Propaganda]

har ikke teksten,men er syns teksten i sangen Lazyboy-Underwear goes inside pants er utrolig bra.... that man speaks the truth!

[tjalla]

The Misfits - Braineaters

 

Hey hey hey

Brains for dinner

Brains for lunch

Brains for breakfast

Brains for brunch

Brains at every single meal

Why can't we have some guts

Hey hey hey

Brains are all we ever get

In this rotten fuckin' place, hey hey

Brains are all we ever get

Why can't we have a change of pace

Brains for dinner

Brains for lunch

Brains for breakfast

Brains for brunch

Brains at every single meal

Why can't we have some guts, hey hey

Why can't we have some guts, hey hey

Why can't we have some fuckin' rotten guts

Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey