Κιεγαμώ τους Stixoi.

[tamagothi]

the wind tried to tell us
we failed to understand
we lost our senses of direction
drowned in the desert sand
we left home without notice
no landmark to be seen
the ground died beneath us
the landscape was unclean

as we search for oblivion
we forget to remember
the faint memory of home
far beyond the wasteland

we drank the poisoned water
to hear the serpent speak
he told us of a garden
with the treasure that we seek

as we try to discover
the secret deep inside
there is nothing to be found
only dust in the wasteland

as we search for oblivion
we forget to remember
the faint memory of home
far beyond the wasteland

- Covenant, Wasteland.

[Broccoli]

Όπως πρέπει.

[necropethamenos]

I want you now
Tomorrow won't do
There's a yearning inside
And it's showing through
Reach out your hands
And accept my love
We've waited for too long
Enough is enough
I want you now

My heart is aching
My body is burning
My hands are shaking
My head is turning
You understand
It's so easy to choose
We've got time to kill
We got nothing to lose
I want you now

And I don't mean to sound
Like one of the boys
That's not what I'm trying to do
I don't want to be
Like one of the boys
I just what you now

Because I've got a love
A love that won't wait
A love that is growing
And it's getting late
Do you know what it means
To be left this way
When everyone's gone
And the feelings they stay
I want you now

[Broccoli]

Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun

Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut

There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before times took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay




The grass was greener
The light was brighter
When friends surrounded
The nights of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some sleeping tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many times

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever

[House Of Low Culture]

"an ola ta paidia ths ghs".An kapoios 8ymh8ei tous stixous na tous postarei plzkthx.

[ChromeBlackFuture]

To cast my eyes on the horrors you have created or to turn and gaze
at the clouds? It remains cold and dark and the painless times revel in
a distant memory that only seem to trespass when the night is clear.

The bitterness tastes sweet and it conjures up images
of a narcissistic funeral
that injure my dreams
narcissistic dreams

[metamelia2]

Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun

Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut

There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before times took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay




The grass was greener
The light was brighter
When friends surrounded
The nights of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some sleeping tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many times

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever

Isws to mono kalo kommati apo enan metrio disko, alla paizei na einai kai to kalytero twn Floyd.

[House Of Low Culture]

Dreaming of that face again.
It's bright and blue and shimmering.
Grinning wide
And comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes.

On my back and tumbling
Down that hole and back again
Rising up
And wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye.

In... Out... In... Out... In... Out...

A child's rhyme stuck in my head.
It said that life is but a dream.
I've spent so many years in question
to find I've known this all along.

"So good to see you.
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running?"

Shroud-ing all the ground around me
Is this holy crow above me.
Black as holes within a memory
And blue as our new second sun.
I stick my hand into his shadow
To pull the pieces from the sand.
Which I attempt to reassemble
To see just who I might have been.
I do not recognize the vessel,
But the eyes seem so familiar.
Like phosphorescent desert buttons
Singing one familiar song...

"So good to see you.
I've missed you so much.
So glad it's over.
I've missed you so much.
Came out to watch you play.
Why are you running away?"

Prying open my third eye.
So good to see you once again.
I thought that you were hiding.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing the tail of dogma.
I opened my eye and there we were.

So good to see you once again
I thought that you were hiding from me.
And you thought that I had run away.
Chasing a trail of smoke and reason.

Prying open my third eye.

[wanker]

In the morning I am empty, of everything I used to be,
I will write away my feelings, so no one would ever read,
If I had all of the answers, I could pour salt on my wounds,
I could fill this room with sorrow, still no one ever see,

I want to wake up and drink from your river,
I want to reach out and tear down the sky,
To know I'm alive,
I wanna learn how to feel without bleeding,
I want to learn how to live by your side,
You're no longer mine.
Why- We gotta swim against the tide to each other,
Find me on the side of the river, and wow.

If I offered you a picture, and the paint is yet to dry,
Could you live with just a whisper, A flower is meant to die,
If I had all of the answers, I could pour salt on my wounds,
I could fill this room with sorrow, still no one ever see,

I want to wake up and drink from your river,
I want to reach out and tear down the sky,
To know I'm alive,
I wanna learn how to feel without bleeding,
I want to learn how to live by your side,
To know that you're mine.

And Why-
We gotta swim against the tide to each other,
Find me on the side of the river,
And Why-
We gotta swim against the tide to each other,
Find me on the side of the river.

breed 77 - the river

[wanker]

I hold my breath and check the time
One minute no collapse
If you only knew what I would do for you
One thirty breathing lapse
We're going in my voice is thin
When I tell you to remember
That no one will find you
My promise from the heart
If we part my pulse will guide you through

Be still for a moment
Everything depends upon you
If you die I will die too
Once we were heroes
But everything has changed since then
Now they recognize you too

I stay too long something's wrong
You walk out of the picture
I hold my breath and check the time
One thirty i collapse
We went in my voice was thing
When I told you to remember

I'm the evidence
You passed the test and that's so good for you
O love will you read the letters I will send to you
Will I come along
Will they let me out to take the test
O love is the score enough for me to pass the test

katatonia - evidence

[wanker]

Your soul is my desire. Desire I can't control
Be still my aching heart. Each beat you have stole
Your mind calls to me. Calls me closer to you
Be calm my aching heart. The ache drives me to you
Your eyes. The depth I see. So deep
The tears you cry will devour me

A flower to behold
Don't run. Don't blow away
Breathless to my eyes
So bright. Never to fade
Calmness and mystery
Entwines and captivates me
Delicate to the touch
From what I could see

I only wanted to get you close to me
To feel the love inside of me
You turned away from me
You looked the other way
You didn't see my tears for you
I only wanted to take you in my arms,
And lay you down here with me
You tried to turn and flee from my side
You tore out the heart of me
If only you had stayed. What may have been?
We could have been beautiful
Could have walked the earth, flown into the skies,
Swam the deepest of the seas
But you couldn't see anything in me
You strayed too far from my path
Maybe now you'll see everything in me
I'm sorry it had to be this way

Your eyes. Your smile
No more laughter again
We were something
No more. Nothing to me

Walk alone. Naked to the bone
My heart has fled far from me
Until another day. I find the one,
Who looks beyond the eyes in me


mdb - the deepest of all hearts

k eimai akoma zwntanos

[The Nerd]

Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
Yes a jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine
It'll shake all the trouble from your worried mind
Get rhythm when you get the blues


Little shoeshine boy never gets low down
But he's got the dirtiest job in town
Bendin' low at the peoples' feet
On the windy corner of the dirty street
Well, I asked him while he shined my shoes
How'd he keep from gettin' the blues
He grinned as he raised his little head
Popped a shoeshine rag and then he said

Get rhythm when you get the blues
Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
It only costs a dime, just a nickel a shoe
Does a million dollars worth of good for you
Get rhythm when you get the blues

Well, I sat down to listen to the shoeshine boy
And I thought I was gonna jump for joy
Slapped on the shoe polish left and right
He took a shoeshine rag and he held it tight
He stopped once to wipe the sweat away
I said you're a mighty little boy to be-a workin' that way
He said I like it with a big wide grin
Kept on a poppin' and he said again

Get rhythm when you get the blues
Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones
Get taps on your toes and get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues

[metamelia2]

Nerd ti exeis pa8ei me ton Cash? (Atoph erwthsh, katalavainw ti exeis pa8ei me ton Cash )

[The Nerd]

Nerd ti exeis pa8ei me ton Cash? (Atoph erwthsh, katalavainw ti exeis pa8ei me ton Cash )

Ο κας και ο μάντη γουότερς (για μένα και ο ράη κούντερ) χύνουνε στη μάπα καταθλιπτικούς αλκοολικούς αγγλάρες, ρυθμικούς κακόγουστους γερμανούς που προσεγγίζουν τη μουσική σαν ένα ακόμα κακόγουστο προιόν, εφήμερα κουνιστά πορνίδια του εμ τη βη που στα 40 τους (αν είναι τυχερές) θα είναι παντρεμένες με έναν χοντρό λιγδιάρη μπεργκερά, επίδοξους "σκληρούς" με μόναδικό διαπιστευτήριο το χρώμα του δέρματος τους και φυσικά υποκριτές αρμένηδες πρώην κεμπαμπτζήδες, ελεγχόμενες πρεζωμένες φιγούρες του κάουντερ κάλτσουρ. Επίσης ο κας είναι και χριστιανός, είναι το σάουντρακ της Αποκάλυψης, με το Ghost Riders θα εκτέλουμε μουσουλμάνους και προδότες δυτικοευρωπαίους όταν έρθει εκείνη η ώρα.

Άμα θέλετε ποστάρω και στίχους από πιο σκληροπυρηνικά κάντρι (όχι ΚΚΚ, ούτε ρατσιστικές μαλακίες).

[metamelia2]

Nerd ti exeis pa8ei me ton Cash? (Atoph erwthsh, katalavainw ti exeis pa8ei me ton Cash )

Ο κας και ο μάντη γουότερς (για μένα και ο ράη κούντερ) χύνουνε στη μάπα καταθλιπτικούς αλκοολικούς αγγλάρες, ρυθμικούς κακόγουστους γερμανούς που προσεγγίζουν τη μουσική σαν ένα ακόμα κακόγουστο προιόν, εφήμερα κουνιστά πορνίδια του εμ τη βη που στα 40 τους (αν είναι τυχερές) θα είναι παντρεμένες με έναν χοντρό λιγδιάρη μπεργκερά, επίδοξους "σκληρούς" με μόναδικό διαπιστευτήριο το χρώμα του δέρματος τους και φυσικά υποκριτές αρμένηδες πρώην κεμπαμπτζήδες, ελεγχόμενες πρεζωμένες φιγούρες του κάουντερ κάλτσουρ. Επίσης ο κας είναι και χριστιανός, είναι το σάουντρακ της Αποκάλυψης, με το Ghost Riders θα εκτέλουμε μουσουλμάνους και προδότες δυτικοευρωπαίους όταν έρθει εκείνη η ώρα.

Muddy Waters 8eos, Ry Cooder 8eos alla ta ypoloipa pou egrapses einai pipes. Plaka exoun pantws.

Άμα θέλετε ποστάρω και στίχους από πιο σκληροπυρηνικά κάντρι (όχι ΚΚΚ, ούτε ρατσιστικές μαλακίες).

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