Favourite Metal Lyrics
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BlackStele
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Favourite Metal Lyrics
Here you can post your fav METAL lyrics, I'll start with this later..
Black signs on my monitor, great bitching and fake words, Avenger is here, the craziest "modest" of all modsss...FTOU!!
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The Sentinel
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The pain, the pain, the inescapable pain
The smell of burning flesh and bone
Is driving me insane
In hell there are no flames
You burn from within
Strapped to the altar
The black mass begins
It’s too late to pray
Combined with the terrifying vocals of Glen May and the godlike skull-crushing music by Tyrant
The smell of burning flesh and bone
Is driving me insane
In hell there are no flames
You burn from within
Strapped to the altar
The black mass begins
It’s too late to pray
Combined with the terrifying vocals of Glen May and the godlike skull-crushing music by Tyrant
Long Live The Loud !!!
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omen of hate
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Protectors of forbidden places, keepers of the watch
Seeing those enslavened faces, withered souls forgotten lives
Atop the perch a silent throne, the vindicating eyes
Believing their all seeing vision
Saints of hell, of desperate cries
Guardians of the Netherworld, captors of the damned
Pinnacle of your disaster, the watcher on the stand
Exiled on a lifeless steeple, appointed from above
A veil was placed across our brow
Anointed one and all, to die
A war is raging on inside us, guarded by the horde
With lesser gods of higher rank, prodding them to war
No Father, Son, or Holy Spirit
Nor defences from the foe
All are battered, tortured, shattered
Allegiance without death is woe
Guardians of the Netherworld, captors of the damned
Pinnacle of your disaster, the watcher on the stand
Exiled on a lifeless steeple, appointed from above
A veil was placed across our brow
Anointed one and all, to die
For lust of life
A maelstrom of impending evil, futile fight to win
Tides of blackness, pull you toward it
Consuming within its doors
Both life and death
Seeing those enslavened faces, withered souls forgotten lives
Atop the perch a silent throne, the vindicating eyes
Believing their all seeing vision
Saints of hell, of desperate cries
Guardians of the Netherworld, captors of the damned
Pinnacle of your disaster, the watcher on the stand
Exiled on a lifeless steeple, appointed from above
A veil was placed across our brow
Anointed one and all, to die
A war is raging on inside us, guarded by the horde
With lesser gods of higher rank, prodding them to war
No Father, Son, or Holy Spirit
Nor defences from the foe
All are battered, tortured, shattered
Allegiance without death is woe
Guardians of the Netherworld, captors of the damned
Pinnacle of your disaster, the watcher on the stand
Exiled on a lifeless steeple, appointed from above
A veil was placed across our brow
Anointed one and all, to die
For lust of life
A maelstrom of impending evil, futile fight to win
Tides of blackness, pull you toward it
Consuming within its doors
Both life and death
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The Sentinel
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One of my favourite lyrics and songs for me too, the solo carousel at the end is also unbelievable, no Malmsteen crap but solo's played with feeling.omen of hate wrote:Protectors of forbidden places, keepers of the watch
Seeing those enslavened faces, withered souls forgotten lives
Atop the perch a silent throne, the vindicating eyes
Believing their all seeing vision
Saints of hell, of desperate cries
Guardians of the Netherworld, captors of the damned
Pinnacle of your disaster, the watcher on the stand
Exiled on a lifeless steeple, appointed from above
A veil was placed across our brow
Anointed one and all, to die
A war is raging on inside us, guarded by the horde
With lesser gods of higher rank, prodding them to war
No Father, Son, or Holy Spirit
Nor defences from the foe
All are battered, tortured, shattered
Allegiance without death is woe
Guardians of the Netherworld, captors of the damned
Pinnacle of your disaster, the watcher on the stand
Exiled on a lifeless steeple, appointed from above
A veil was placed across our brow
Anointed one and all, to die
For lust of life
A maelstrom of impending evil, futile fight to win
Tides of blackness, pull you toward it
Consuming within its doors
Both life and death
Long Live The Loud !!!
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BlackStele
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ION BRITTON
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Something similar has been done before, but apparently didn't have much success
http://www.thecorroseum.com/phpbb2/view ... ight=#3701
Anyway, here's one more, i'll add others soon:
The war that stands eternal
The battle you can't win
He'll rule the world and if he can't
He'll burn it down with him
http://www.thecorroseum.com/phpbb2/view ... ight=#3701
Anyway, here's one more, i'll add others soon:
The war that stands eternal
The battle you can't win
He'll rule the world and if he can't
He'll burn it down with him
Good against Evil, Evil sure to win
"It really didn't matter if they liked it or not, i was going to give it to them straight down their throats" -John Stewart
"It really didn't matter if they liked it or not, i was going to give it to them straight down their throats" -John Stewart
Snuffle, truffle, rootle, grunt, they put him down cos he's a runt
His curly tail is filled with woe, he's an extra in a pig shit show
Hey, Oi, Feeder, get on down the line lamebrain
Hey, Oi, piggy, feeding is a crime!
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And the Lord spake again saying,
"If a nun snog a priest she shall rejoice,
even as the rabbits of the field rejoice
and if a nun putteth fire in the deacon's beacon
she shall fall down and know the fruits thereof
and when the spirit has entered into her she
shall sit upon the right hand of God
and know the joy of heaven - Amen
His curly tail is filled with woe, he's an extra in a pig shit show
Hey, Oi, Feeder, get on down the line lamebrain
Hey, Oi, piggy, feeding is a crime!
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And the Lord spake again saying,
"If a nun snog a priest she shall rejoice,
even as the rabbits of the field rejoice
and if a nun putteth fire in the deacon's beacon
she shall fall down and know the fruits thereof
and when the spirit has entered into her she
shall sit upon the right hand of God
and know the joy of heaven - Amen
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BlackStele
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This thread is on fire with lovely lyrics from the Mighty Cirith Ungol, Deep Switch, and Heavy Load! I'm happy! 
Behold the CRUSHING:
You knew I wouldn't answer, when you called me yesterday
For it's getting so much harder, to carry on this way
Did you hear what happened, when I tried to make the news
I thought that we could change the world, no one wanted to
Just for a moment, I had to turn away
And find another point of view, a playback was refused...
Halfway through a short life, I tried to stop in mid flight
Condemned to touch the ground, I found myself alone
There was only one exit, my flight was not detected
I just have to rewrite, my restless serenades
Just for a moment, I had to turn away
Who was supposed to feel the shame
When no one would take the blame
It doesn't feel the same,I feel no pain
The world doesn't bother me, I'm Immune
Just like a prisoner,I found escape through dreaming
This world keeps turning me, with Fate like carousels
I sat in my empty room, I sent out my distress signals
They never could be heard, the walls were closing in
Just for a moment, I had to turn away,
who was supposed to feel the shame?
When no one would take the blame
It doesn't feel the same, I feel no pain
The world doesn't bother me, I'm Immune
It doesn't feel the same, I feel no pain
The world doesn't bother me, I'm Immune....
Behold the CRUSHING:You knew I wouldn't answer, when you called me yesterday
For it's getting so much harder, to carry on this way
Did you hear what happened, when I tried to make the news
I thought that we could change the world, no one wanted to
Just for a moment, I had to turn away
And find another point of view, a playback was refused...
Halfway through a short life, I tried to stop in mid flight
Condemned to touch the ground, I found myself alone
There was only one exit, my flight was not detected
I just have to rewrite, my restless serenades
Just for a moment, I had to turn away
Who was supposed to feel the shame
When no one would take the blame
It doesn't feel the same,I feel no pain
The world doesn't bother me, I'm Immune
Just like a prisoner,I found escape through dreaming
This world keeps turning me, with Fate like carousels
I sat in my empty room, I sent out my distress signals
They never could be heard, the walls were closing in
Just for a moment, I had to turn away,
who was supposed to feel the shame?
When no one would take the blame
It doesn't feel the same, I feel no pain
The world doesn't bother me, I'm Immune
It doesn't feel the same, I feel no pain
The world doesn't bother me, I'm Immune....
Black signs on my monitor, great bitching and fake words, Avenger is here, the craziest "modest" of all modsss...FTOU!!
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The Erlking
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These lyrics always send a shiver down my spine
Blood of life, flowing pure
In honored grace we shall endure
Lords of war cast down on us
Nine lives before the Incubus
We praise the blood that metal brings
The essence of creative quality
Is life so pure we cannot seek
Our hopes, our dreams to make our fantasies reality
Chains of steel bind us here
They seem so real till death appears
In quest of fate, of love, of life
It's not to late to know the light
We praise the blood that metal brings
The essence of creative quality
Is life so pure we cannot seek
Our hopes, our dreams to make our fantasies reality
Incisioned mind, ruined for all time
In dark of night pursues the crime
But love be true even in hell
And love of life brings us metal
Blind as ever, they can't hear the bell
They will suffer for the souls they sell
Chains will never bind us to hell
To all father we raise our swords and ride to Valhalla
HEAVY METAL
Blood of life, flowing pure
In honored grace we shall endure
Lords of war cast down on us
Nine lives before the Incubus
We praise the blood that metal brings
The essence of creative quality
Is life so pure we cannot seek
Our hopes, our dreams to make our fantasies reality
Chains of steel bind us here
They seem so real till death appears
In quest of fate, of love, of life
It's not to late to know the light
We praise the blood that metal brings
The essence of creative quality
Is life so pure we cannot seek
Our hopes, our dreams to make our fantasies reality
Incisioned mind, ruined for all time
In dark of night pursues the crime
But love be true even in hell
And love of life brings us metal
Blind as ever, they can't hear the bell
They will suffer for the souls they sell
Chains will never bind us to hell
To all father we raise our swords and ride to Valhalla
HEAVY METAL
"The very Hemoglobin of a persons blood is based on IRON! The same Iron in the earth that you turn into STEEL, that is in everyone." -Michael Coffey, Stone Vengeance
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BlackStele
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Erlking, METAL is my fav Manilla album, hailz! Helm, this one's for you by the Masters...what follows the Guardian..
Guardian Angel guide us through the night we compel
His long constant Fight. the Moerea they call
Your Destiny the Sisters all of Three.
Clotho She spun the Web to live the thread so tentative.
Lachesis She measured out the years, Atropos cuts the thread
with Her Shears!
Guardian Angel guide us through the night we compel
His long constant Fight. the Moerea they call
Your Destiny the Sisters all of Three.
Clotho She spun the Web to live the thread so tentative.
Lachesis She measured out the years, Atropos cuts the thread
with Her Shears!
Black signs on my monitor, great bitching and fake words, Avenger is here, the craziest "modest" of all modsss...FTOU!!
Through a crack in the garden wall came a child with the gift of spring
The frost giants went away the dawn
Of autumn came into the garden of the rising sun
His heart was awakened he was forgiven then
Always remembered as a giant among men.
...and to break out of the FW theme:
Through the desert I have searched
For the place of magics' birth
Guided by the muses song
Over the sands of Babylon
Through the jungle I have searched
For the place of magics' birth
I am called by what is lost
To the mists of Angkor Wat
Through the mountains I have searched
For the place of magics' birth
It is not a shrine of old
Magics born upon your soul
The frost giants went away the dawn
Of autumn came into the garden of the rising sun
His heart was awakened he was forgiven then
Always remembered as a giant among men.
...and to break out of the FW theme:
Through the desert I have searched
For the place of magics' birth
Guided by the muses song
Over the sands of Babylon
Through the jungle I have searched
For the place of magics' birth
I am called by what is lost
To the mists of Angkor Wat
Through the mountains I have searched
For the place of magics' birth
It is not a shrine of old
Magics born upon your soul
Rain and thunder, fire and wind
Come with me, I leave with the tide
I wrap my coat, close around my shoulder
To keep me warm from the raging storm
The spirits are here to guide my journey
Over the edge of the world
A thousand wounds cry in my soul
Love and pain, a bleeding heart
Where the runes still speak
I'm coming home, where the runes still speak
Alone I stand, on this stony coast
Winds of spring whisper through the trees
They grey horizon gives me life again
Ice and stone and the voices of the gods
No woman can show me where the fire burns
No preacher can tell me who I am
My blood is calling me from Asaland
I'm on my way home in the end
A homeward son will claim his heritage
And walk the soil of his earth
The pen will be his mighty sword
And the truth his defense
I have travelled roads that lead to wonder
I have seen cities rise and fall
The burden, the cross of a pilgrim
I bear no more, this son is coming home
Where the runes still speak
I'm coming home, where the runes still speak
You closed the door, but I won't give in
Somewhere my new life will begin
Countless treasures I shared with you
The only one left is my solitude
Come with me, I leave with the tide
I wrap my coat, close around my shoulder
To keep me warm from the raging storm
The spirits are here to guide my journey
Over the edge of the world
A thousand wounds cry in my soul
Love and pain, a bleeding heart
Where the runes still speak
I'm coming home, where the runes still speak
Alone I stand, on this stony coast
Winds of spring whisper through the trees
They grey horizon gives me life again
Ice and stone and the voices of the gods
No woman can show me where the fire burns
No preacher can tell me who I am
My blood is calling me from Asaland
I'm on my way home in the end
A homeward son will claim his heritage
And walk the soil of his earth
The pen will be his mighty sword
And the truth his defense
I have travelled roads that lead to wonder
I have seen cities rise and fall
The burden, the cross of a pilgrim
I bear no more, this son is coming home
Where the runes still speak
I'm coming home, where the runes still speak
You closed the door, but I won't give in
Somewhere my new life will begin
Countless treasures I shared with you
The only one left is my solitude
Chroming Rose “Pressure” LP found!