Member Since: Jun-18-05 Last Login: Mar-9-08 Name: Nomed Gender: Male Location: Montreal Country: CA Posts: 668 Birthday: Dec-3-1967 Web:Messen-je@hotmail.com Occupation: Poet, writer Profile Views: 6303
Ah thanx man :), yeah i will try to. Ahh dont worry man you dont have to go out of your way, theyr'e not signed yet, but if you like how filthy brmc you'd definitely like them, heres the myspace if u wana have a listen, www.myspace.com/theloudhowlers
They lie cold in the ground
The dirt is their crown
Why did you kill my son?
Why did you kill my son?
My son, why did you kill?
The sun shines cold in the noonday sky
The bird’s wings have been snapped no longer shalom do they cry
Why did you kill my sister?
Why did you kill my sister?
My sister, why did you kill?
The poison tongue left a bitter after taste
Freedom was put on trial, made in shame to cover its face
Why did you kill my love?
Why did you kill my love?
My love, why did you kill?
David Bowie Schizo Nirvana Schizo
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We passed upon the stairs,
We spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there
He said I was his friend
Which came as a surprise
I spoke into his eyes -- I thought you died alone
A long long time ago
Oh no, not me,
We never lost control,
You're face to face,
With the man who sold the world
I laughed and shook his hand,
I made my way back home,
I searched for form and land,
Years and years I roamed,
I gazed a gazely stare,
We walked a million hills -- I must have died alone,
A long long time ago.
Who knows, not me,
I never lost control,
You're face to face,
With the man who sold the world.
Les fleurs poussent et donnent des parfums
Et vous pendez des hommes
Comme autre fois vous mettiez les femmes au bucher
Les chevaux, les lions et les brebis courent
Les plaines et les forets
Et vous vous gavez de leur chair
Et vous vous couvrez de leurs fourrures
Je vous ai coince
A vous tous
Vous avez invente
Les dechets des eaux, de la terre, de l'air et de l'espace
Je vous ai coince
Parlez!
De votre bouche demesuree
Sort l'enfer des temps modernes.
Comments
;-)
big HUG!
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I imagine
Satan in hell : « I know what he’s going to say to me »
He admits to himself
Thinking of Jesus’ admonishment
Use the verb.
You have it in you
You just don’t know it
Hellyeah, brother ...
T.A.-A.R. ... ... ... 8
The dirt is their crown
Why did you kill my son?
Why did you kill my son?
My son, why did you kill?
The sun shines cold in the noonday sky
The bird’s wings have been snapped no longer shalom do they cry
Why did you kill my sister?
Why did you kill my sister?
My sister, why did you kill?
The poison tongue left a bitter after taste
Freedom was put on trial, made in shame to cover its face
Why did you kill my love?
Why did you kill my love?
My love, why did you kill?
_________________________________
We passed upon the stairs,
We spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there
He said I was his friend
Which came as a surprise
I spoke into his eyes -- I thought you died alone
A long long time ago
Oh no, not me,
We never lost control,
You're face to face,
With the man who sold the world
I laughed and shook his hand,
I made my way back home,
I searched for form and land,
Years and years I roamed,
I gazed a gazely stare,
We walked a million hills -- I must have died alone,
A long long time ago.
Who knows, not me,
I never lost control,
You're face to face,
With the man who sold the world.
__________________
Je vous ai coince
Les fleurs poussent et donnent des parfums
Et vous pendez des hommes
Comme autre fois vous mettiez les femmes au bucher
Les chevaux, les lions et les brebis courent
Les plaines et les forets
Et vous vous gavez de leur chair
Et vous vous couvrez de leurs fourrures
Je vous ai coince
A vous tous
Vous avez invente
Les dechets des eaux, de la terre, de l'air et de l'espace
Je vous ai coince
Parlez!
De votre bouche demesuree
Sort l'enfer des temps modernes.