Darkness Fell

By: Wolfgang

And so she woke up from a dream
That was beautiful and starry and oh so wild
It was all still clear in her eyes
And though her mind was foggy and blank
She wondered why her life couldn't be as lovely
It was time
There was this king, He had no castle or throne
But his horse was great and white
He rode alone and he liked it that way
But when he met her, he swore
He would never leave her side...

They rode across the land
Two lovers hand in hand
And no danger could come near
And when something made her cry
She'd look at him teary eyed
And he would make her feel better...

Oh... so much better... so much better than before...

And now this forest was their home
It was the night time, and the right time for love
In the dark
She placed her hand upon his chest
And then all the rest just flowed
Making love down under an ancient far away time...

It was so grand
Just holding someone's hand
And so safety came naturally... oh yeah...
It was so clear that she would never ever have to fear...

Oh, tell me a story
Of magic, and spiralling ships and stars in the sky
Just whisper in my ear
Make it soft and make it clear
I wanna hear every breathe you say
And now this forest was their home
It was the night time and the right time for love
In the dark
He placed his hand upon her breast
And then all the rest just flowed
Making love down under an ancient far away time...

And she woke up from the land
Tears fallin in her hand as she looked up askin why
She laid back in her bed, thoughts raisin in her head

The Best Drum Solo

Lagim

LAGIM
By: SIAKOL

Dumilat ka at pagmasdan mo
Inang bayan ay nagsusumamo
Ang dating kaliwanagan
Bakit ngayon ay kadiliman?

Huwag tumunganga sa ating baying sumasama
Sa katarantaduang ikaw ang may gawa
Puro patayan walang katapusan
Di ba naturuan ng pagmamahalan

Sagana sa yaman, ugat ng lahat
Silang matataas ang may likha ng lamat
Mga hinanakit, hindi na ba magtatapos
Di ba matitinag, wala bang paggalng sa diyos

CHORUS:

Tayo na sa paraiso at huwag na nating muli pang balikan
Ang mga demonyo ay nagkalat na sa ating kapaligiran
Sila na nais na maghasik ng kalagiman sa ating lipunan
At kung ika’y mahahawa ay lalong lagim ang kahihinatnan
Lagim ang sasapitin

Kasakiman, kapangyarihan…..ikaw ba’y diyos ng sanlibutan
Pera na sa atin ay bumubuhay
Dito ay maraming nagbuwis ng buhay
Sobrang talino, marami na raw siyang naimbento
Ngunit lagim lamang ang siyang nagging epekto
Kaplastikan sa kapwa tao
Ginagamit ang pangalang Kristo
Kaligtasan, ang usap-usapan
Ngunit ang isipan ay kalaswaan
Dala ay biblia, buong akala mo’y santo
Sa likod ng mascara ay isa palang diyablo

Becoming

By: Pantera

A long time ago I never knew myself. Then the memory
Of shame birthed its gift.
No more. The small one, the weak one, the frightened one.
Running from beatings, deflating. I'm becoming more
Than a man. More than you ever were. Driven and burning
To rise beyond Jesus.

I'm born again with snakes eyes
Becoming Godsize

I found my life was slipping through my hands. Perhaps
Through death my life won't be so bad.
I can see you, can fuck you, inside of you. Staring through
Your eyes. Belittle your friends to serve me, to suck me,
To realize my saving grasp. I of suicide. I the unlord.

I'm born again with snakes eyes
Becoming Godsize

Word to the Wise

by: Death Angel
words are spoken from the book of the dead
written in the blood of the ones who bled
foretelling the story of our destiny
shadow on the fate of humanity

the tyrants of the earth have made their plans
but the future of the world is in our hands
the ending of a war that would never end
created by the kings of the kingdoms of man

the unification of the human race at last
brothers and sisters come together forgive the past
deep in your heart and your soul lies the key
step through the door to a world where people are free

if hopelessness is what you see it´s what you´ll get
believe in today because the fight isn´t over yet
our sons and our daughters will live if we never say die
shame when the ones who have wings don´t use them to fly...

there´s hope for the world today i know
believe that it´s not too late for love
there´s hope for the world today i know
believe that it´s not too late for love

for love

"NIRVANA: The Biography" by: Everett True

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British rock journalist Everett True’s new six-hundred-page book, Nirvana, is one of the most comprehensive Nirvana biographies yet. It includes several decades’ worth of interviews with the members of Nirvana, musicians from Kurt Cobain and Krist Novoselic’s early Pacific Northwest music scene, some of Cobain’s pre-“Kurtney” girlfriends, the infamous Courtney Love, various music insiders, and the likeable young junkies who surrounded Cobain at the end of his life. True is engaged with his subjects, but hardly objective: he is or was a personal friend of many of them, including Love, whom he portrays as a major talent and intellectual powerhouse, even as he suggests that her pressure on Cobain to make money and play the role of the rock star contributed to his sense of isolation and eventual suicide.

As is often the case with books by successful music journalists, Nirvana is as much memoir as biography, and sometimes that’s annoying, especially when True reminisces at length about his drunken exploits with rock stars. But mostly his voice is engaging, whether he’s remarking that Nirvana and “grunge” allowed “people to listen to big dumb rock and retain their hipster credibility” or succinctly dispensing with Kurt-and-Courtney-are-Sid-and-Nancy clichés: “neither Courtney (too conventionally mainstream, wannabe Hollywood blonde) nor Kurt (too hardcore, sensitive and [screwed} up by his myriad contradictions) was anywhere close.”

Anyone who reads Nirvana biographies knows that there are a lot of them, and whether the world needs another is a matter of opinion. Maybe Cobain’s life was like his lyrics, beautiful, disturbing, enigmatic, and worth revisiting over and over again. Or maybe the music said it all, and the rest is just an endless feedback loop.

thank you again Myspace

Violent Revolution

Society failed to tolerate me
And I have failed to tolerate society
Still I can’t find what you adore
Inside I hear the echoes of an inner war
Nothing can take the horror from me
Your sick world the loss of all morality
My hate has grown as strong as my confusion
My only hope my only solution
is a Violent Revolution

Violent Revolution, Violent Revolution
Reason for the people to destroy

I do not need a cause for my rage
I just despise the nature of the human race
When all I see is repulsion and hate
Violence becomes my only friend, my saving grace
When love is lost beyond your control
A pale shadow of lust can not enlight your soul
So keep your ice cold bitter illusions
I don’t need your empty world my only solution
is a Violent Revolution

Violent Revolution, Violent Revolution
Reason for the people to destroy

Beauty is no more it’s all gone
And utopia will not come
Trust I can not feel, only pain
And my burning mind has gone insane