sexta-feira, 28 de maio de 2010

Old Gods Of Asgard - Children of the Elder God

Warriors, torchbearers, come redeem our dreams
Shine a light upon this night of otherworldly fiends
Odin's might be your guide, divorce you from the sane
Hammer's way will have its say, rise up in their name

Oh, Memory and Thought
Jet black and clawed

Children of the Elder God
Scourge of light upon the dark

Scratching hag, you can rake your claws and gnash your crooked teeth
You've taken slaves like ocean waves, now feel the ocean seethe
Father Thor, bless this war, between the dark and light
In their songs let their wrongs bring dissolution's night

Oh, Memory and Thought
Jet black and clawed

Children of the Elder God
Scourge of light upon the dark

Poets Of The Fall - War


Do you remember standing on a broken field
White crippled wings beating the sky
The harbingers of war with their nature revealed
And our chances flowing by

If I can let the memory heal
I will remember you with me on that field

When I thought that I fought this war alone
You were there by my side on the frontline
When I thought that I fought without a cause
You gave me a reason to try

Turn the page I need to see something new
For now my innocence is torn
We cannot linger on this stunted view
Like rabid dogs of war

I will let me memory heal
I'll remember you with me on that field

When I thought that I fought this war alone
You were there by my side on the frontline
And we fought to believe the impossible
When I thought that I fought this war alone
We were one with our destinies entwined
When I thought that we fought without a cause
You gave me the reason why

With no one wearing their real face
It's a witheout of emotion
And I've only got my brittle bones to break the fall

When the love in leters fade
It's like moving in slow motion
And we're already too late if we arrive at all

And then we're caught un in the arms race
And involuntary addiction
And we're shedding every value our mothers taught

So will you please show me your real face
Draw the line in the horizon
Cos I only need you name to call the reasons why
I fought

When I thought that I fought thïs war alone...

quinta-feira, 27 de maio de 2010

Old gods of asgard - The Poet and the Muse

Theres an old town wrought
With mystery of Tom
The poet and his muse
And the magic lake
Which gave a life
To the words the poet used

Now the muse she was his happiness
And he rhymed about her grace
And told her stories of treasures
Deep beneath the blackened waves

Till in the stillness of one dawn
Still in its mystic crown
The muse she went down to the lake
And in the waves she drowned

And now to see your love set free
You will need the witches cabin key
Find the lady of the light gone mad with the night
Thats how you reshape destiny

The Poet came down to the lake
To call out to his dear
When there was no answer
He was overcome with fear
He searched in vain for his treasure lost
And too soon the night would fall
And only his own echo
Would wail back at his call

And when he swore to bring back his love
By the stories hed create
Nightmares shifted endlessly
In the darkness of the lake

And now to see your love set free
You will need the witches cabin key
Find the lady of the light still ravin in the night
Thats how you reshape destiny

In the dead of night she came to him
with darkness in her eyes
Wearing a mourning gown
Sweet words as her disguise
He took her in without a word
For he saw his grave mistake
And vowed them both to silence
Deep beneath the lake

Now if its real or just a dream
One mystery remains
For it is said
On moonless nights
they may still haunt this place

And now to see your love set free
You will need the witches cabin key
Find the lady of the light gone mad with the night
Thats how you reshape destiny

And now to see your love set free
You will need the witches cabin key
Find the lady of the light still ravin in the night
Thats how you reshape destiny

quarta-feira, 19 de maio de 2010

Que se anda a passar neste mundo? Onde irão parar os jovens? Cada vez estão mais na moda coisas estranhas, drogas, bissexualidade, drogas, tabaco, álcool. Onde irá parar esta indecência? Serei eu o único a ver que algo de mal se anda a passar com a juventude de hoje em dia, ou será que não me consigo ligar a juventude? Cada vez mais novos os jovens roubam, tomam drogas , fumam , bebem. Ok já ouvi falar em viver a vida e isso tudo, mas assim não se vive estraga-se. Será que é preciso fumar charros ou beber até cair para uma pessoa se divertir? Eu bebo ocasionalmente, não fumo, não tomo drogas e são coisas que nunca irei fazer. Vamos ver quantos anos dura este pessoal. Com isso da moda de ser bissexual as doenças sexualmente transmissíveis vão espalhar-se mais rápido. Com o tabaco, vendo o que vejo amigos meus a fumarem 5 ou 6 de seguida, prevejo cancro do pulmão para muita gente. Com as drogas, vejo o nível de overdoses a aumentar consideravelmente. Que piada têm isso tudo? Isso é que é viver a vida? É assim que se aproveita uma juventude? Então o mundo está mesmo numa desgraça. Cada vez as pessoas sucumbem mais ao que é mau e evitam o que é bom. Já ninguém sabe aproveitar a vida como deve ser. Hoje em dia grande parte dos temas de conversa dos jovens involve algum destes males. Não oiço pessoal a falar da economia, do mundo, mas para a legalização da erva estão lá todos. Não vejo jovens a terem conversas que sejam gratificantes, também digo que ás vezes tenho conversas que não fazem sentido, mas perto de adultos abranjo os meus temas a outras fronteiras tenho essa capacidade e de falar de qualquer coisa com alguém. Sou culto, e sou dos poucos que assim o são. Que sabem terem conversas decentes e compreensivas e enriquecedoras. Depois vou ver o facebook e tudo mete-me pena. Crianças a tentarem ser adultos criando grupos apoiando coisas imorais e que só trazem a desgraça e a quererem fazer-se de entendidos de certos mas não dizem nada de jeito. Sinto pena e tenho vergonha de pertencer a esta juventude tão imoral e tão irresponsável. E cada vez há-de ficar pior... Onde irá acabar? Sexo no meio das ruas? Drogas a serem vendidas à luz do dia, a crianças? A moralidade está a desaparecer, os valores andam-se a perder, o mundo está entregue aos animais irracionais e tudo aponta para um envenenamento cultural que irá partir os pilares sociais e morais que regem a sociedade tal como a conhecemos...

terça-feira, 18 de maio de 2010

Basshunter - Every Morning

There is one girl in my life that makes me love again
as pretty as a girl could be so beautiful.
Every morning she makes me a cup of coffee
with a smile on her face I´m a man in love
and she´s glourious.

There is one girl in my life that makes me love again
As pretty as a girl could be so beautiful.
Every morning I wake up and I think of you
with a smile on my face I´m a man in love
and she´s glourious.

Oh baby I want you to stay in my life.
Never say goodbye even if you cry im still by your side.
Oh baby I want you to stay in my life.
Never say goodbye even if you cry im still by your side.

[Melody]

There is one girl in my life that makes me love again
As pretty as a girl could be so beautiful.
Every morning she makes me a cup of coffee
with a smile on her face I´m a man in love.
and she glourious.

There is one girl in my life that makes me love again
As pretty as a girl could be so beautiful.
Every morning i wake up and a think of you
with a smile on my face I´m a man in love
and she glourious.

Every morning i wake up and a think of you
with a smile on my face I´m a man in love
and she glourious

Every morning

segunda-feira, 3 de maio de 2010

Flushed From The Bathroom Of Your Heart

From the backdoor of your life you swept me out dear
In the bread line of your dreams I lost my place
At the table of your love I got the brush off
At the Indianapolis of your heart I lost the race

I've been washed down the sink of your conscience
In the theater of your love I lost my part
And now you say you've got me out of your conscience
I've been flushed from the bathroom of your heart

In the garbage disposal of you dreams I've been ground up dear
On the river of your plans I'm up the creek
Up the elevator of your future I've been shafted
On the calendar of your events I'm last week

I've been washed down the sink of your conscience
In the theater of your love I lost my part
And now you say you've got me out of your conscience
I've been flushed from the bathroom of your heart