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Song With The Greatest Lyrics?

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Lamb Of God - Vigil

Our father thy will be done.

I have denied this life its worth
I will not be the victim
Sickness to you my master
Heres to getting worse
Hope it kills you faster
Show me how it hurts
to rot from the inside out
This vigil burns
Until the day our fires overtake you
Our father we forsake you.

Blessed be his name
Nothing now the same

Ask me why I hate
Why I've prayed to see the nation that I love disintegrate
And gladly give my life
The revolution regenerates

In honor of the strife of those who've died
In generations before for your blood stained glory
I reject you
I deny you
I defy you to continue
I defy you to continue

In honor of the strife of those who've died
In generations before for your blood stained glory
I reject you
I deny you
I defy you to continue

Smite the shepherd and the sheep will be scattered.

3 comments:

  1. This Beautiful Life - The Dear Hunter

    One foot, then the other
    Such embarrassment
    It wasn't meant that
    I should discover such offensive things
    The suffering sends
    Hope to the ground
    But I really never had enough
    They've got pride in hand
    This tide turns lives over

    A black tongued prophecy
    Adorned in stony skin
    I never ever had to lie to move ahead
    But here in oblivion
    We cling to what we can
    So in the end
    We can say that with these hands
    We took it all back

    So let us force a smile
    And pretend that we're alive
    Somewhere none of this happened
    The bullets removed themselves
    Life is beautiful
    I have a home above the lake where I could
    Forget the words to the songs that we've heard
    The passages read all the names in a world
    That brought me such pain
    It's in the wounds we sustained
    A cold calloused heart
    Sitting still in this cave of a chest
    So abandon a life from before
    A boy in his innocence.

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  2. Eddy's Song?
    Radiohead- Creep
    When you were here before,
    Couldn't look you in the eye
    You're just like an angel,
    Your skin makes me cry

    You float like a feather
    In a beautiful world
    I wish I was special
    You're so fuckin' special

    But I'm a creep,
    I'm a weirdo
    What the hell am I doin' here?
    I don't belong here

    I don't care if it hurts,
    I wanna have control
    I want a perfect body
    I want a perfect soul

    I want you to notice
    when I'm not around
    You're so fuckin' special
    I wish I was special

    But I'm a creep
    I'm a weirdo
    What the hell am I doin' here?
    I don't belong here, ohhhh, ohhhh

    She's running out again
    She's running out
    She run run run run...
    run... run...

    Whatever makes you happy
    Whatever you want
    You're so fuckin' special
    I wish I was special

    But I'm a creep,
    I'm a weirdo
    What the hell am I doin' here?
    I don't belong here

    I don't belong here...

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  3. "Badlands" - Metal Church

    I ride alone, the wasteland that I cross
    Will take another life, we'll take another loss
    I feel a dry wind, dust is in my eyes
    The artic cold at night, the earth, it tells me lies

    God in heaven, my only friend
    Will I live to see my journey's end?
    As the world awakens me so hard, my values have been changed
    I make a promise to myself: Never again
    A dusty godforsaken path, endless to my dismay
    I know these are the badlands, somehow I'll find my way

    No more paradise, no more soothing rain
    All the sacrifice, the pain is all the same
    Still I'm pushing onward, alone I can't deny
    My presence fills the desert, my spirit never dies

    Will these lonely nights ever end?
    Will I live to see my journey's end?
    As the world awakens me so hard, my values have been changed
    I make a promise to myself: Never again
    A dusty godforsaken path, endless to my dismay
    I know these are the badlands, somehow I'll find my way

    The vultures that circle, cloud the empty sky,
    Patiently waiting, they wait for me to die
    Tortured and beaten, blistered by the sun
    Forceful and heartless, have the badlands won?

    Still I'm pushing onward, alone I can't deny
    My presence fills the desert, my spirit never dies
    As the world awakens me so hard, my values have been changed
    I make a promise to myself: Never again
    A dusty godforsaken path, endless to my dismay
    I know these are the badlands, somehow I'll find my way

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