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Heir Apparent - Keeper Of The Reigh

...And the poor shall kneel down at their Master's feet

And dedicate themselves to please...

Raging rivers run for the lucky one

For the Keeper of the Grail

And the lower men, subjects of the King

On their hands and knees remain

Raging rivers run for the honored one

For the Keeper of the Key

And the lower men, servants of the King

Live to suit their Master's greed

The Keeper of the Reign

The Keeper of the Reign

Feels no pain...

Raging rivers run for the Royal One

For the Keeper of the Crown

And the lower men soldiers of the King

To whom their lives revolve around

The Keeper of the Reign

The Keeper of the Reign

Feels no pain...

Raging river run with the blood of mad men

Battle is the Keeper's game

For the Lucky One, to him no harm comes

The Keeper never feels their pain - No Pain!

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As I walk along I wonder a what went wrong

With our love, a love that was so strong

And as I still walk on, I think of the things we've done

Together, a while our hearts were young

I'm a walkin' in the rain

Tears are fallin' and I feel the pain

Wishin' you were here by me

To end this misery

And I wonder, I w-w-wonder

Why, why why she ran away?

And I wonder where she will stay?

My little runaway, run, run, run, run, runaway

I'm a walkin' in the rain

Tears are fallin' and I feel the pain

Wishin' you were here by me

To end this misery

And I wonder, I w-w-wonder

Why, why why she ran away?

And I wonder where she will stay?

My little runaway, run, run, run, run, runaway

A run, run, run, run, runaway

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And it's passing strange

And I'm waiting for the train

Caught up on this line again

And it's passing slowly

Killing time but it's

Better than living in what will come and I've

Still got some of your letters with me and I

Thought sometimes or I read too much

And I think you know let's

Drink to the dead lying under the water and the

Cost of the blood on the driven snow and the

Lipstick on my cigarettes

Frost upon the window pane

Nine while nine and I'm waiting

For the train.....

She said do you remember a time when angels

Do you remember a time when fear

In the days when I was stronger

In the days when you were here she said

When days had no beginning

While days had no end when

Shadows grew no longer I

Knew no other friend but you

Were wild

You were wild.....

Frost upon these cigarettes

Lipstick on the window pane and I've

Lost all sense of the world outside but I

Can't forget so I call your name and I'm

Looking for a life for me and I'm

Looking for a life for you and I'm

Talking to myself again and it's

So damn cold it's just not true and I'm

Walking through the rain

Trying to hold on waiting for the train and I'm

Only looking for what you want but it's

Lonely here and I think you knew and I'm

And I'm waiting

And I wait in vain

Nine while nine and I'm waiting

For the train.....

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Nightmare-MSG

Nightmare lying here in the dark

Scared like my dreams made their mark

I wonder

Dreamer always alone

Lost in a part of myself I can't find anymore

I wonder if it's gonna end tonight

I can't sleep alone anymore

I need you here with me

Even though I closed all the doors

There's somethin' holdin' me

Never Ending Nightmare

Always there instead of you

Never Ending Nightmare

No escape this time from you

Lately been around someone new

Needed to fill in the space

That once sheltered you

Still I worry, if you're gonna be alright

I can't sleep alone anymore

Need someone here with me

All I ever wanted and more

My dreams are fighting for

Never Ending Nightmare

Always there instead of you

Never Ending Nightmare

Punishing me for the things I do

Never ending Nightmare

No escape this time from you

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Mother

Tell your children not to walk my way

Tell your children not to hear my words

What they mean

What they say

Mother

Mother

Can you keep them in the dark for life

Can you hide them from the waiting world

Oh mother

Father

Gonna take your daughter out tonight

Gonna show her my world

Oh father

Not about to see your light

And if you wanna find hell with me

I can show you what it's like

Till you're bleeding

Not about to see your light

And if you wanna find hell with me

I can show you what it's

Mother

Tell your children not to hold my hand

Tell your children not to understand

Oh mother

Father

Do you wanna bang heads with me

Do you wanna fear everything

Oh father

Not about to see your light

And if you wanna find hell with me

I can show you what it's like

Till you're bleeding

Not about to see your light

And if you wanna find hell with me

I can show you what it's

Damn

Not about to see your light

And if you wanna find hell with me

I can show you what it's like

Till you're bleeding

Not about to see your light

And if you wanna find hell with me

I can show you what it's like

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Και για να μην γίνω περισσοτερο σπαμερ θα ποσταρω στην ενοτητα αυτη!!

Λοιπον...Τερζή θέλουμε???

Ειμαι εγωιστης και λεώ ΝΑΙ!!

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Happy You're Gone

Placebo

Breathe me

Everytime you close your eyes

Taste me

Every time you cry

This memory

Will fade away and die

Just for today

Breathe me and say goodbye

[Chorus]

How many times?

How many times?

Now I can't look you in the eye

Now I can't look you in the eye

How many times?

How many times?

Now I can't look you in the eye

See me

In the eyes of another's child

Turn away

When you see me walkin' by

Once in a while

This melody

Will fade away and die

Just for today

Breathe me and say goodbye

[Chorus]

How many times?

How many times?

Now I can't look you in the eye

Now I can't look you in the eye

How many times?

How many times?

Now I can't look you in the eye

I don't even want to try

'Cause every word from you is a lie

[Chorus]

How many times?

How many times?

Now I can't look you in the eye

How many times?

How many times?

Now I can't look you in the eye

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Now I will tell you what I've done for you -

50 thousand tears I've cried.

Screaming, deceiving and bleeding for you -

And you still won't hear me.

(going under)

Don't want your hand this time - I'll save myself.

Maybe I'll wake up for once (wake up for once)

Not tormented daily defeated by you

Just when I thought I'd reached the bottom

I'm dying again

I'm going under (going under)

Drowning in you (drowning in you)

I'm falling forever (falling forever)

I've got to break through

I'm going under

Blurring and stirring - the truth and the lies.

(So I don't know what's real) So I don't know what's real and what's not (and what's not)

Always confusing the thoughts in my head

So I can't trust myself anymore

I'm dying again

I'm going under (going under)

Drowning in you (drowning in you)

I'm falling forever (falling forever)

I've got to break through

I'm...

So go on and scream

Scream at me I'm so far away (so far away)

I won't be broken again (again)

I've got to breathe - I can't keep going under

I'm dying again

I'm going under (going under)

Drowning in you (drowning in you)

I'm falling forever (falling forever)

I've got to break through

I'm going under (going under)

I'm going under (drowning in you)

I'm going under

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Wrong D. Mode

I was born with the wrong sign

In the wrong house

With the wrong ascendancy

I took the wrong road

That led to the wrong tendencies

I was in the wrong place at the wrong time

For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme

On the wrong day of the wrong week

I used the wrong method with the wrong technique

Wrong

Wrong

There's something wrong with me chemically

Something wrong with me inherently

The wrong mix in the wrong genes

I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means

It was the wrong plan

In the wrong hands

The wrong theory for the wrong man

The wrong eyes on the wrong prize

The wrong questions with the wrong replies

Wrong

Wrong

I was marching to the wrong drum

With the wrong scum

Pissing out the wrong energy

Using all the wrong lines

And the wrong signs

With the wrong intensity

I was on the wrong page of the wrong book

With the wrong rendition of the wrong look

With the wrong moon, every wrong night

With the wrong tune playing till it sounded right yeah

Wrong

Wrong

(Too long)

Wrong

(Too long)

I was born with the wrong sign

In the wrong house

With the wrong ascendancy

I took the wrong road

That led to the wrong tendencies

I was in the wrong place at the wrong time

For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme

On the wrong day of the wrong week

I used the wrong method with the wrong technique

Wrong

(χμμμ ολο χαρούμενα τραγουδακια βάζω.. Το επόμενο θα σας ανεβάσει το κέφι, promise)

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Current 93 -A Sadness Song

When we touch the world

And it falls away

When we feel like we're born

Just to fall apart

And our mother lies in state

And the broken pitcher glistens

And the snow is at the window

Making neither sign nor symbol

And the earth covers earth

And the mud lies in pools

Where the sand-dunes stretch unbroken

And the dry wind bends and sighs

And the geese are running harmless

And our desires are running wild

When we're looking at the smoke

That's rising from the incense

Neither coming here nor going

Neither heaven here nor hell

Neither borning here nor birthing

Neither dying here nor death

And we're wrapped inside our troubles

And we're wrapped inside our pain

And wracked with fires with longing

And our eyes are blind with night

With our fingers clutching coins

And our thoughts burning with 'I'

And our eyes cannot be sated

With the world and its nightmares

With the world and its dreams

Though later they'll be filled

With a small handful of dust

And the gods appear on altars

And we recognise their face

It's a face that we have carved there

And it's full of fear and longing

And promises and threats

But they neither stoop to conquer

Nor do they stoop to praise

And the mines are void of diamonds

That we carry in our rags

And all the world seems

A sadness song

All the world seems

A sad sadness song

Fourteen long years she lies oh she lies oh

And love as she lies she dreams in white stone

Colonnade marbled and balcony empty

A broken band brokenly marks broken time

Fourteen long years she dreams oh she dreams oh

As dreamer she dreams on, as lover entwines

Her limbs grow round his limbs, she drinks from a bottle

She walks through the city she's lost and then found

Fourteen long years, further back scattered

She sits on some beach and reasons with him

In the secret red moist heart, the most loved and most dark

The flame shaft and fierce dart, the rose-leaf and moss-part

Spreadeagled like starfish, most pain and most fear

Like flower of sea-grass, most fragile and harmless

Most fiery and bloody, most childlike and wrinkled

This starfish, this spider, most wretched and great

''Do not cry for me; let me show you the path

on which we neither come nor go''

She smiles at me lake-wide, wet-brown-eyed and dark-skinned

Some dark moon unmoved stalks through our loss

''Do not spend this night with me;

I shall make the fallen blind see''

This too another broken toy, from broken girl gift to broken boy

I ask my sea-blue rushing mother:

''Shall she hear the lions roar?''

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I take your hand

We walk towards where the roses once grew

I lie back in the grass

And dream of how it once was

The rubbishstrewn streets

Riperising smell of gutters and rain

The child abandoned

Mother recalls child in pool

"What is that that lies?

Dead child dead."

I have such nightmares

And you're all in all of them

It's worse than you or I can know

On the edge of the clouds we crouch

We smile & spit

The pool of saliva coruscates at our feet

It shifts

Children with knives begin to rise from it

They laugh and blow kisses at the moon

We think it's the rain

I see a bird move onto the table in my garden

Its beak scoops up the seeds

The green of the grass and the blue of the sky

Are immense and terrifying

Everything seems so close so very very close

Should a storm come should a storm break

And halo all around us

As some savage & blind god jerking his hands out to us

The birds drop allaround us

I walk into the altar room

All the Buddhas are smashed there

Avalokitesvara's hundred faces lie shattered

I have done this

I walk to the makeshift redbrick alter a hundred years ago

There is a small brass image there

I have built this

The red and black ants mill around unknown journeys

I take my lighter and torch them

I take my lighter and torch them

I weep I weep

The ants scatter or writhe

I take my lighter and torch them torch them

I weep I have done this

I am surrounded by butterflies

The child's legs lay smashed

"Please pray for him"

She says to me too late alas ohsotoolate

I see the twinkling stars I drop a photograph

I bend to pick it up my heart leaps as I see

Your face stare up at me from the paper

As if still alive on this earth

When I return my eyes to the stars they're gathered

They pucker and are blind

Oh what have I become I have become that I hate

I have become that I shall say no

The bird is dead now alas

A voice whispers to me "Nothing nothing there is nothing"

I look to my right and see her face again

As once when I was oh so young

And again the world disappears

And all fall down

I all fall down

We all fall down

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current 93 - the dream of a shadow of smoke

"So is every man. he is born in vanity and sin. he comes into the world like

Morning

Mushrooms, soon thrustling up their heads into the air, and conversing with

Their

Kindred of the same production, and as soon as they turn to dust and

Forgetfulness,

Some of them without any other interest in the affairs of the world, but that

They

Made their parents a little glad and very sorrowful..."

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

"Others ride longer in the storm, maybe until seven years of vanity be expired

And

Then, preadventure, the sun shines hot upon their heads, and they fall into the

Shades below, into the cover of death and darkness and the grave to hide them.

But

If the bubble stands the shock of a bigger drop, and outlives the chance of a

Child

Or a careless nurse, or drowning in a pail of water, or being overlaid by a

Sleepy

Servant, or such little accidents, then the young man dances like a bubble,

Empty

And gay, and shines like a dove's neck, or the image of a rainbow, which has no

Substance, and whose very imagery and colours are fantastical. And so he dances

Out

The gaiety of his youth, and is all the while in a storm, and endures only

Because

He is not knocked on the head by a drop of bigger pain, or crushed by the

Pressure

Of a load of undigested meat, or quenched by the disorder of an ill-placed

Humour

Homer calls man a leaf, the smallest;

Pindar calls him the dream of a shadow, another, the dream of a shadow of smoke;

But St. James spake, by a more excellent spirit, saying our life is but a

Vapour,

That is to say, drawn from the air by a celestial influence, made of smoke and

The

Lighter parts of water, tossed by the wind and moved by the motion of a superior

Body, without virtue in itself and lifted up on high or left below, according as

It

Pleases the demands of its foster fathers..."

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

In my mind is the sound

Of rudderless ships

A time, and a time

And a time

And a time

So much silence

Deafens our ears

So much emptiness

Hinders our movements

Lost in the earth

And lost in the air

Around my hollow globe

Broken feathers

Blocking my words

And the no-one speaks

Oh no-one moves

Broken in snow

The sun bares teeth

So one: i shall build a boat

Two: i shall not fly a flag

Three, three, three:

God's three functions

So three: i shall cross myself

Four: and hope to die

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ΔΕΕΕΕΕΕΕΕΕΕΕΕΕΕΕ ΣΤΑΜΑΤΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ

ΞΗΜΕΡΩΝΕΙ

ΚΑΙ ΦΕΥΓΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ

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ειμαι καλα ρε!! χαχα...το δαμε κι αυτο¨)

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Γυμνα Καλωδια- ποιητριες της γης

Κάποιος να μου πει

Γιατί εκεί ψηλά τα σύννεφα σκεπάζουν το γαλάζιο

Γιατί εκει πάνω τα άστρα είναι σβηστά

Γιατί όταν βρέχει δεν μπορώ να σε κοιτάζω

Κάποιος να μου πει

Γιατί βλέπω σκιές

Γιατί τα μάτια μου δακρύζουν μα δεν κλαίνε

Αν οι ποιήτριες της Γης είναι νεκρές

Και αν οι λέξεις που ζωγράφισαν τις καίνε

Δεν είναι ανάγκη να μου πεις πως μ αγαπάς

Δεν είναι ανάγκη να μου δείξεις πως σε χάνω

Ήθελα μόνο να σε κάνω να γελάς

Μα εσύ δεν άντεξες να δώσεις παραπάνω

Μπορεί οι ποιήτριες της Γης να ναι νεκρές

Μπορεί και να φυγαν σε κάποια κρύα Δύση

Μπορεί να ανήκουν σε φαντάσματα του χθες

Κι ίσως κανείς να μη τις έχει συναντήσει

Κάποιος να μου πει

Γιατί η στιγμή περνά

Πριν σ αγαπήσω θα χω ήδη πια γεράσει

Θα χω ριτίδες κάτασπρα μαλλιά

Και κάτι στίχους που θα χουν ξεθωριάσει

Κάποιος να μου πει

Γιατί βλέπω σκιές

Γιατί τα μάτια μου δακρύζουν μα δεν κλαίνε

Αν οι ποιήτριες της Γης είναι νεκρές

Και αν οι λέξεις που ζωγράφισαν τις καίνε

Δεν είναι ανάγκη την πλάτη να γυρνάς

Μη παριστάνεις πως δεν μ έχεις αγαπήσει

Δεν θα ναι αλήθεια έτσι απλά να περπατάς

Πάνω στα κάστρα που με κόπο είχα χτίσει

Μπορεί οι ποιήτριες της Γης να ναι νεκρές

Μπορεί και να φυγαν σε κάποια κρύα Δύση

Μπορεί να ανήκουν σε φαντάσματα του χθες

Κι ίσως κανείς να μη τις έχει συναντήσει

Μπορεί οι ποιήτριες της Γης να ναι νεκρές

Μπορεί και να φυγαν σε κάποια κρύα Δύση

Μπορεί να ανήκουν σε φαντάσματα του χθες

Κι ίσως κανείς να μη τις έχει συναντήσει

Κι ίσως κανείς να μη τς έχει συναντήσει

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