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#1961

ρε τον Daniel…

Pain Of Salvation - Idiocracy

Silence
Cold skin
Black mind
Blue light
Broken
Shut down
Knuckles
All white

Babel
Cold fact
Core mine
Black gold
Failure
Lockdown
Gun-hands
All sold

We’re waiting, so close your eyes
Relax and take a deep breath now
Believe the lies
When you wake up you’ll be democratized

Violence
Cold pin
Blood crust
Blinded
Damp sheets
Needles
Stale smiles
Sick bed

Guiltknife
Scarsoil
Sinstain
Killchrome
Footbare
Gone wrong
Blue lights
Bring me home

We’re waiting, so close your eyes
Relax and take a deep breath now
Believe the lies
When you wake up we’ll all seem nice
So close your eyes
Just take another deep breath now
And fantasize
Pretend the world we’re forming
Is a paradise

Why can’t I close my eyes?
Why can’t I just be hypnotized,
Industrialized and privatized?
All mesmerized

[B][I]'Cause I can see
And what I see around me makes me paralyzed
Yes I can see
And what I see is not worthy a democracy
It’s uncivilized
So please close my eyes
I don’t want to see this undemocratic,
semi-automatic mediocracy and hypocracy
Pretending we’re free
Under plastic flags waving dependency
For this idiocracy

Close my eyes…[/I][/B]

#1962

Μπροστά σου τα φώτα μιας πολιτείας
που περιμένει τις ανασκαφές…
Και τα κλουβιά με τα καναρίνια που κοιμούνται βαλμένα στη σειρά…
Κι εγώ που δεν έμαθα ακόμα ποιος είμαι
ένας κουρασμένος σκοπός, χωρίς προοπτική…
Και συ που σε λίγο θα σβήσεις
ένα από τα φώτα, για να κοιμηθείς με κάποιον που μου μοιάζει…
Έτσι που τα σίδερα του κλουβιού
να χαθούν για μια στιγμή, μέσα στο σκοτάδι…

Φοβάμαι όλα αυτά που θα γίνουν για μένα χωρίς εμένα…

Τα ρούχα μου παλιώσανε και δεν αντέχουν
τρύπες στα γόνατα από τις υποκλίσεις
τσέπες ξηλωμένες απ’ τα κέρματα
χαλασμένα φερμουάρ, χάσκουν χρεοκοπία
Το κορμί μου μελανιασμένο
μες το κρύο σαν λάθος
που δεν το παραδέχεται κανένας
γυρνάει και ζητά τη ζεστασιά σου

Φοβάμαι όλα αυτά που θα γίνουν για μένα χωρίς εμένα…

Τα τσιμέντα σου καινούρια
με έπιπλα λουστραρισμένα
Και μάρμαρα λευκά
μια γυαλάδα που στραβώνει
και δε σ’ αφήνει χώρο να σταθείς
και μόνο εγώ απ’ όλα εκεί μέσα σαπίζω σαν σε αρχαίο τάφο
Σκεύη παραστάσεις βρέθηκαν εκεί
εκτός από εμένα, που σε κρύπτη μυστική
ψάχνω ακόμη να σε βρω να με αναστήσεις

Φοβάμαι όλα αυτά που θα γίνουν για μένα χωρίς εμένα…

Τα ρούχα μου παλιώσανε και πέφτουν
σαν χρεοκοπημένες κυβερνήσεις…
Γέρασα μ’ ένα παιδικό παντελονάκι
και το πλοίο δε φάνηκε ακόμη…
Σε σφίγγω πιο πολύ γιατί κρυώνω
το κορμί μου δρόμος, που εκτελούνται δημόσια έργα
κομπρεσέρ μ’ ανοίγουν και με κλείνουν…
Τράβα λίγο τη κουρτίνα να με δεις
έγινα διάδρομος για στρατιωτικά αεροπλάνα
Και το μυαλό μου, αποθήκη, για ραδιενεργά κατάλοιπα…
Μέτρα ασφαλείας πήρανε, για την αναπνοή μου
και σε πολυεθνικό μονόδρομο, το μέλλον μου δώσαν αντιπαροχή

Φοβάμαι όλα αυτά που θα γίνουν για μένα χωρίς εμένα…

Έτσι ζω προκαταβολικά το παρελθόν μου
και με δυο γυμνά καλώδια για χέρια
αγκαλιάζω τα ψηλά σου volt για στερνή φορά

Το μεσημέρι χτυπάνε στο γραφείο
μετρώ τους χτύπους τον πόνο μετρώ
είμαι θρεφτάρι μ’ έχουν κλείσει στο σφαγείο
σήμερα εσύ αύριο εγώ

Χτυπούν το βράδυ στην ταράτσα τον Ανδρέα
μετρώ τους χτύπους το αίμα μετρώ
πίσω απ’ τον τοίχο πάλι θα 'μαστε παρέα
τακ τακ εσύ τακ τακ εγώ

Που πάει να πει
σ’ αυτή τη γλώσσα τη βουβή
βαστάω γερά, κρατάω καλά

Μες στις καρδιές μας αρχιναέι το πανηγύρι
τακ τακ εσύ τακ τακ εγώ
τακ τακ εσύ τακ τακ εγώ

Μύρισε το σφαγείο μας θυμάρι
και το κελί μας κόκκινο ουρανό
Μύρισε το σφαγείο μας θυμάρι
και το κελί μας κόκκινο ουρανό

Χτυπούν το βράδυ στην ταράτσα τον Ανδρέα
μετρώ τους χτύπους το αίμα μετρώ
πίσω απ’ τον τοίχο πάλι θα 'μαστε παρέα
τακ τακ εσύ τακ τακ εγώ

Που πάει να πει
σ’ αυτή τη γλώσσα τη βουβή
βαστάω γερά, κρατάω καλά

Μύρισε το σφαγείο μας θυμάρι
και το κελί μας κόκκινο ουρανό
Μύρισε το σφαγείο μας θυμάρι
και το κελί μας κόκκινο ουρανό

#1963

"Got no choice but to refuse
refuse to playdown this abuse

I’ve had my taste of modern times
consume and waste, waste our lives

I can’t hesitate
I don’t have to wait

Streets on Fire Streets on Fire
Where’s my future
Time Expires"

#1964

I was bruised and battered and I couldnt tell
What I felt
I was unrecognizable to myself
I saw my reflection in a window I didnt know
My own face
Oh brother are you gonna leave me
Wastin´away
On the streets of philadelphia

I walked the avenue till my legs felt like stone
I heard the voices of friends vanished and gone
At night I could hear the blood in my veins
Black and whispering as the rain
On the streets of philadelphia

Aint no angel gonna greet me
Its just you and I my friend
My clothes don’t fit me no more
I walked a thousand miles
Just to slip the skin

The night has fallen, I’m lyin awake
I can feel myself fading away
So receive me brother with your faithless kiss
Or will we leave each other alone like this
On the streets of philadelphia

#1965

Ooh it’s
so good
it’s so good
it’s so good

it’s so good
it’s so good.
Ooh
heaven knows
heaven knows
heaven knows
heaven knows.
Ooh
I feel love
I feel love

Ooh
falling free
falling free
falling free

falling free

falling free.
Ooh
you and me
you and me
you and me
you and me
you and me.
Ooh
I feel love
I feel love

Ooh
I got you
I got you
I got you
I got you
I got you.
Ooh
what you do
what you do
what you do

what you do
what you do.
Ooh
I feel love
I feel love
δεν ειναι κ σπουδαιοι αλλα με εκφραζουν απολυτα:)

#1966

μεγάλες αλήθειες παιδιά το παρακάτω κομμάτι…

Μαύρες Κωμωδίες - Φταίω εγώ;

Μαζευόμαστε που και που κάποιοι από τους παλιούς
λίγα ατόμα - μέλη εκείνης της δικής μας κοινωνίας
Και τι κάνουμε; Μα τι κάνουμε;
Μετράμε τα λεφτά μας, τα κιλά μας,
τους υπολογιστές μας, τις τρίχες μας, τα ανεκδοτά μας
Χλευάζοντας ηλίθια κοιτώντας τις νέες κοινωνίες

Τηλεφωνιόμαστε που και που κάποιοι από τους παλιούς
λίγα ατόμα - μέλη εκείνης της δικής μας κοινωνίας
Και τι κάνουμε; Μα τι κάνουμε;
Ανταλλάσουμε γιατρούς, ψυχιάτρους, ομοιοπαθητικούς
ακριβά εστιατόρια δεν καταλαβαίνω τι λέει*
Φταίω εγώ για τότε που δεν πηδηχτήκαμε;
Φταίω εγώ για τότε που δεν πηδηχτήκαμε;

Χαμουρευόμαστε που και που κάποιοι από τους παλιούς
κάποια ατόμα - μέλη εκείνης της δικής μας κοινωνίας
και πώς το κάνουμε; Πώς το κάνουμε…;
Με ανοιχτή την τηλεόραση, βογγητά από την κόλαση
Ακριβά σκισμένα εσώρουχα και κλειστά τα κινητά
Φταίω εγώ που ακόμα δεν χαλάρωσα;
Φταίω εγώ που γέρασα; Που ακόμα δεν μεγάλωσα;

Ρε δεν γαμιόμαστε λέω γω.
Ρε δεν γαμιόμαστε λέω γω.

#1967

όντως…

#1968

Gogol Bordello - Through The Roof ‘n’ Underground

[I]When there’s a trap set up for you
In every corner of this town
And so you learn the only way to go is underground
When there’s a trap set up for you
In every corner of your room
And so you learn the only way to go is through the roof

Ooohoohoooh through the roof, underground
Ooohoohoooh through the roof, underground

And as we’re crossing border after border
We realize that difference is none
It’s underdogs who, and if you want it
You always have to make your own fun

And as the upperdog leisurely sighing
The local cultures are dying and dying
The programmed robots are buying and buying
And a psycho load of freaks they are still trying trying

Ooohoohoooh through the roof, underground
Ooohoohoooh through the roof, and underground

And as the boy scouts learn to read between the lines
The silver rabbits hop between their fathers’ lies
And boy scouts ask “Where? Where do they go?”
They go to the country that they only know

Just like their meanings they lay between the lines
Between the borders their real countries hide
The strategigo’s saw their advertise
Their strategy of being is one of in-your-face disguise

Ooohoohoooh through the roof, underground
Ooohoohoooh through the roof, underground!

And when their own walls they will a-crumble,
And all the systems will be discumbumbled,
Around the stump of bigotry, our own
Serebryanye zayazhy vodyat horovod! [Russian]

Ooohoohoooh through the roof, underground
Ooohoohoooh through the roof, and underground
Ooohoohoooh through the roof, underground
Ooohoohoooh through the roof! Underground!

Serebryanye zayazy vodyat horovod! [Russian]

Through the roof! And underground!
Through the roof! Underground![/I]

#1969

She’s locked up with a spinning wheel
She can’t recall what it was like to feel
She says, “This room’s gonna be my grave
And there’s no one who can save me,”
She sits down to her colored thread
She knows lovers waking up in their beds
She says, "How long can I live this way
Is there someone I can pay to let me go
'Cause I’m half sick of shadows
I want to see the sky
Everyone else can watch as the sun goes down
So why can’t I

And it’s raining
And the stars are falling from the sky
And the wind
And the wind I know it’s cold
I’ve been waiting
For the day I will surely die
And it’s here
And it’s here for I’ve been told
That I’ll die before I’m old
And the wind I know it’s cold…"

She looks up to the mirrored glass
She sees a horse and rider pass
She says, "This man’s gonna be my death
'Cause he’s all I ever wanted in my life
And I know he doesn’t know my name
And that all the girls are all the same to him
But still I’ve got to get out of this place
'Cause I don’t think I can face another night
Where I’m half sick of shadows
And I can’t see the sky
Everyone else can watch as the tide comes in
So why can’t I

And it’s raining
And the stars are falling from the sky
And the wind
And the wind I know it’s cold
I’ve been waiting
For the day I will surely die
And it’s here
And it’s here for I’ve been told
That I’ll die before I’m old
And the wind I know it’s cold…"

But there’s willow trees
And little breezes, waves, and walls, and flowers
And there’s moonlight every single night
As I’m locked in these towers
So I’ll meet my death
But with my last breath I’ll sing to him I love
And he’ll see my face in another place,"
And with that the glass above

Her cracked into a million bits
And she cried out, “So the story fits
But then I could have guessed it all along
'Cause now some drama queen is gonna write a song for me,”
She went down to her little boat
And she broke the chains and began to float away
And as the blood froze in her veins she said,
"Well then that explains a thing or two
'Cause I know I’m the cursed one
I know I’m meant to die
Everyone else can watch as their dreams untie
So why can’t I

And it’s raining
And the stars are falling from the sky
And the wind
And the wind I know it’s cold
I’ve been waiting
For the day I will surely die
And it’s here
And it’s here for I’ve been told
That I’ll die before I’m old
And the wind I know it’s cold…"

:frowning:

#1970

Guns N’ Roses - Out Ta Get Me

Been hidin’ out
And layin’ low
It’s nothing new ta me
Well you can always find a place to go
If you can keep your sanity
They break down the doors
And they rape my rights but
They won’t touch me
They scream and yell
And fight all night
You can tell me
I lose my head
I close my eyes
They won’t touch me
‘Cause I got somethin’
I been buildin’ up inside
For so fuckin’ long

They’re out ta get me
They won’t catch me
I’m fuckin’ innocent
They won’t break me

Sometimes it’s easy to forget where you’re goin’
Sometimes it’s harder to leave
And evrytime you think you know just what you are doin’
That’s when your troubles exceed
They push me in a corner
Just to get me to fight but
They won’t touch me
They preach and yell
And fight all night
You can’t tell me
I lose my head
I close my eyes
They won’t touch me
‘Cause I got somethin’
I been buildin’ up inside
I’m already gone

They’re out ta get me
They won’t catch me
Because I’m fuckin’ innocent
They won’t break me

Some people got a chip on their shoulder
An some would say it was me
But I didn’t buy that fifth of whiskey
That you gave me
So I’d be quick to disagree

They out ta get me
They won’t catch me
I’m innocent
So you can
Suck me
Take that one to heart

#1971

Rain Wash Me/Saturnus

Darkness falls upon my eyes
Recalls all the sleepless nights
The shadows of my faceless pain
The feeling of the deep dark rain
Will my sad memories wash away?
With my shame
Will the rain wash away?
The dreams of demons in my eyes
Dreams of solitude I can’t find
Will the rain wash away?
Will my sad memories wash away?
My shame
Will the rain wash away?
The shadows of my faceless pain

#1972

Gogol Bordello - Your Country

Natzionalizatzia, globalizatzia, kapitulyatzia

Your country raised you
Your country fed you
And just like any other country
It will break you
On front line send you
Tax the hell out of you
And just like any other country
It will lock you up you!

But unfortunately there’ll be no judgement day
It would be kind of fun to see
What they would have to say
When the God they preached
Would actually be there
And all who didn’t like The Stooges
Would go to fucking hell!

Bohemia, Laplandia

Your country raised you
Your country fed you
And just like any other country
It will break you
On front line send you
Tax the hell out of you
And just like any other country
It will lock you up you!

But even all the garbage
They pour over our eyes
Does not prevent us from living
Most magical of lifes

What are all these countries
And how did they appear?
Who cut up the cake?
Who brought up all this gear?
Did it have to do anything
With its people’s will?
I don’t know, I don’t know
I don’t know, my dear

It’s six in the morning
I’m down in New Orleans
Sister paintings on the wall
They will speak to me
And up later on we resume salutations
To the rest of local Tribal Connections

Natzionalizatzia, globalizatzia, kapitulyatzia
Now think of that, sweet baby girl

#1973

From the coast of gold across the seven seas
Im travellin on far and wide
But now it seems Im just a stranger to myself
And all the things I sometimes do
It isnt me but someone else

I close my eyes and think of home
Another city goes by in the night
Aint it funny how it is,
You never miss it til its gone away
And my heart is lying there
And will de til my dying day

So understand
Dont waste your time always
Searching for those wasted years
Face up… make your stand
And realise youre living in the golden years

Too much time on my hands, I got you on my mind
Cant easy this pain so easily
When you cant find the words to say
Its hard to make it through another day
And it just makes me wanna cry
And throw my hands up to the sky

#1974

Finger Paintings of the Insane
Turning the knife buried in your stomach
I woke up alive black with stain
Glistening and new, the sunsets coming
Fingerpaintings of the insane

Come on and sterilize me
Kneel down and idolize me
Suck me
Fuck me
Resurrect me
Rut me
Cut me and infect me
Slice me
Dice me
I want to die screaming

The thoughts of dead babies
Wiped away with my semen

Bleed me
Feed me and inject me
Feel me
Kill me
Then dissect me

The pigs will squeal
Their blood will drain
Fingerpaintings of the insane
Slice the throats of authority
Look deep past the skin and you will see
I am the messiah
I am the messiah

Greasy smoke billows into the sky
Cockroach dreams, the human dust of pain
Twitching, screaming, hide your razor face
Fingerpaintings of the insane

Come on and sterilize me
Kneel down and idolize me
Suck me
Fuck me
Resurrect me
Rut me
Cut me and infect me
Slice me
Dice me
I want to die screaming

The thoughts of dead babies
Wiped away with my semen

Bleed me
Feed me and inject me
Feel me
Kill me
Then dissect me

Bloody mountian momma
Rockabilly machine
Kiddy porn baby with a mouth for disease
Gidd’y up honey
My rubber fuck doll
When your candle’s snuffed out
I’ll burn brighter then before
Pink poinsettias for emotion that died
A chilling wargasm that tastes like cyanide
Her pussy bleeds sunshine, rabid for flesh
As each raindrop plunges to its death

Rape the mother
Kill the father…


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nfmx4SyDoXs&feature=PlayList&p=FBD8C0336D42ECF4&playnext=1&index=2

#1975

Imagine what it would be like if loneliness was all…No fulfillment, nor hope inside, could I endure this sadest fate if loneliness was all…?

“Will I ever find the one I’ve waiting for a thousand years?”
But the answer to this question lies within the confines of your hopes and fears…
“Heal me, feel me, reveal and seal me! Shed a light upon my lonely soul!”
But there is no-one, no other being on the outside to make you whole…

“Twelve faces shape the unholy circle, one mask for any opportunity. This sphere must remain incomplete … as in its centre the thirteenth mask is me.”
If love was something I could feel, at least some kind of cheerfulness…but I feel nothing, drowned in pain, half-frozen in my emptiness…
Beyond this veneer of friendless lies my true face, that no-one knows. This mask’s a lie, obvious and sad, my heart is empty and all is cold…

Imagine, what it would be like, if love was really all…Then I’d truly be alone without a resting place or a final home, if love was really all…

“Confide a secret to me, and I’ll keep it to myself! I’m like a temple built of sadness, trustworthy like a grave…”

#1976

Dredg - Same Ol’ Road

Here we go down that same old road again
Sympathy unfolds the shell that holds all the beauty within
Here we go down that same old road again
A memory, a regret, a hope

Here we go down that same old road again
Empathy controls the wind that blows and tickles our skin
A memory, a regret, a hope, a stimulant

Recent it seems
We must push on, we must push on
Though we bleed
We must push on, we must push on

All you need is a modest house in a modest neighborhood
In a modest town where honest people dwell
Making the cleanest energy for the greenest plants to grow
Richest soil that is drenched with the freshest rain
Then you should sit in your backyard
Watch clouds peak over the tallest mountain tops
Cuz they unveil honest opinions about the stars

We must push on, we must push on
Recent it seems
We must push on, we must push on
Though we bleed
We must push on, we must push on

All you need is a modest house
In a modest neighborhood
All you need is a modest house
In a modest neighborhood
All you need is a modest house
In a modest neighborhood
All you need is a modest house
In a modest neighborhood
All you need is a modest house
In a modest neighborhood

#1977

Δεδομένου του τίτλου του θρεντ…χμ…αυτό ήταν. Μουρλάθηκε.;p

#1978

The woman that I love
Is forty feet tall
She’s a movie star
She’s all in the papers
And everywhere i go
People hand me quarters
And they pat me on the back
They treat me like im famous
I’ll never leave her side
'Cause today can be dangerous
And when the night arrives
The light hit her features
And the cars drive by
Just so they could see her
And she never bats an eye
When someone takes her picture

Mr.Officer if you’ve come to take her
Then that means one of us
Gonna end up in a stretcher
Gonna end up in the papers, going end up in the papers, yeah

If i had a pistol
I’d brandish it and wave it
She’s the only one alive that knows that I’m not crazy
She’s gonna testify on my behalf
Down at the Navy
So I can get some peace
And provide for my babies
I got a stick and a bottle
I’ll pretend I got a razor
Helicopters and cameras all shottin’ for the station
They say that a wild man defending his lady
But for some odd reason they keep calling you a painting

#1979

We don’t need no education
We dont need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!
All in all it’s just another brick in the wall.
All in all you’re just another brick in the wall.

We don’t need no education
We dont need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!
All in all it’s just another brick in the wall.
All in all you’re just another brick in the wall.

#1980

Where did we come from?
Why are we here?
Where do we go when we die?
What lies beyond
And what lay before?
Is anything certain in life?

They say, life is too short,
The here and the now
And youre only given one shot
But could there be more,
Have I lived before,
Or could this be all that weve got?

If I die tomorrow
Id be allright
Because I believe
That after were gone
The spirit carries on

I used to be frightened of dying
I used to think death was the end
But that was before
Im not scared anymore
I know that my soul will transcend

I may never find all the answers
I may never understand why
I may never prove
What I know to be true
But I know that I still have to try

If I die tomorrow
Id be allright
Because I believe
That after were gone
The spirit carries on

Victoria:
Move on, be brave
Dont weep at my grave
Because I am no longer here
But please never let
Your memory of me disappear

Nicholas:
Safe in the light that surrounds me
Free of the fear and the pain
My questioning mind
Has helped me to find
The meaning in my life again
Victorias real
I finally feel
At peace with the girl in my dreams
And now that Im here
Its perfectly clear
I found out what all of this means

If I die tomorrow
Id be allright
Because I believe
That after were gone
The spirit carries on
τρομερο τραγουδι…8) απ τα λιγα των dream theater που μ εκφραζουν…