[20] [Circolino] † Metal Spam Circle †

[Hellhammer]

e sta sera


DRAGONIAAAAAAAAAAAAAA



vieni anche te morghino??

[The moor]

l'ho già postato su MusicMachine

Drammatico aggiornamento dal quartier generale dei Voivod:
Denis D'Amour (a.k.a. Piggy), storico membro della band canadese, è morto la scorsa notte all'ospedale di Montreal. Afflitto da una grave forma di cancro al colon, D'Amour era entrato in coma giovedì, lasciando poche speranze ai medici che lo hanno curato fino al decesso. La fulminea degenerazione della malattia ha preso in contropiede amici e personale della struttura sanitaria, dove erano iniziate due mesi fa alcune visite di routine. La tragedia è storia di questi giorni.

r.i.p.

[Ludwig]

RIP

[Dam]

[oas]

l'ultimo nevermore è bello di brutto

ho compratto terria di devin townsend

[Morgan]

Hellhammer ha scritto sab, 27 agosto 2005 alle 15:09
e sta sera


DRAGONIAAAAAAAAAAAAAA



vieni anche te morghino??

ma chiamare no?

[Ludwig]

Vittoria!

[Dam]

Morgan ha scritto sab, 27 agosto 2005 alle 22:36

Hellhammer ha scritto sab, 27 agosto 2005 alle 15:09
e sta sera


DRAGONIAAAAAAAAAAAAAA



vieni anche te morghino??

ma chiamare no?

[Morgan]

Ludwig ha scritto sab, 27 agosto 2005 alle 22:38
Vittoria!

novellino rosica un casino..

[oas]

grande fioreeeeeee(ntina)!!!

[oas]

ehm sono un pò in fissa nevermore...


The darkwave came again last night.
I want it all to end, I want the world to end"

Every night the dream is the same
I sit here waiting for the world to end but it never ends
And everything I used to be has spiraled into insanity
Every night I sweat and bleed in her name

The darkwave comes, sanity slips away
She screams from the alcove "I am the dog"

She was born in the year of the dog
She never would betray the world I never saw
Blinded eyes that never see shattered into infinity
Every night the dream is the same

The darkwave comes, sanity slips away
She screams from the alcove "I am the dog"

Every night the dream is the same
I suffer wading through the endless waves of empty disdain
And everything I used to be has spiraled into insanity
Every night I sweat and bleed in her name

The darkwave comes, sanity slips away
She screams from the alcove
The darkwave comes, sanity slips away
She screams from the alcove "I am the dog

[oas]

up

[Pasta X]

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METAL

[Zaknafein]

mircoas ha scritto sab, 27 agosto 2005 alle 23:52
grande fioreeeeeee(ntina)!!!

A me sta un po' sulle balle la fiorentina


Ma quanto rulla la colonna sonora di mortal kombat (il film)?


Un po' tunzettona, ma è bellissima

[Dam]

nuovo avatar

[Morgan]

Blacksun ha scritto dom, 28 agosto 2005 alle 14:21
nuovo avatar

VOV!

[oas]

Blacksun ha scritto dom, 28 agosto 2005 alle 14:21
nuovo avatar

è quasi peggio del mio

[Dam]

mircoas ha scritto dom, 28 agosto 2005 alle 20:10

Blacksun ha scritto dom, 28 agosto 2005 alle 14:21
nuovo avatar

è quasi peggio del mio

[oas]

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Every man will ask the questions,
and every man will suffer blame and loss
Every day you die a little, understand the change
and choose your path without disdain
The seven tongues of god are in my mind,
they speak to me in ancient DNA design
I have never seen god, you have never seen god
And when they speak to me and the seven tongues align
programmed to desecrate the pretensions in your mind
To further complicate I will now state that your convictions lack definition and form
Every day there is a bleeding,
every time I watch the world slip by
Focus, the blind pretension underscoring pain,
the path to solace felt in vain
The seven tongues of god are in my mind,
they speak to me in ancient DNA design
I have never seen god, you have never seen god
And when they speak to me and the seven tongues align
programmed to desecrate the pretensions in your mind
to further complicate I will now state that your convictions lack definition
And when they speak to me and the seven tongues align
programmed to desecrate the pretensions in your mind
To further complicate I will now state that your convictions lack definition and form
To see the light is the purest form of reward

[Morgan]

After Forever - Black Tomb

The storm sings through the mountains
While the rain is falling
A tomb opens itself and lights up the dreary dark valley
The warm spirits fill him, the enchantment of his glory past

Hear his low voice whisper
Feel his powers
Change the light of darkness
His sanctity, his strength

He will rule like before the tomb closed
Tainted souls live again
The sweet vengeance versus the black spirits of evil

Into the light, back into death, now it is time!
It will depend on the righteous or doomed
Like once before opened this tomb, for the revenge is mine

Mother of the found, king of doom
The fane of blackness, fountain of blood
Take those enthroned, their poison inside
Let them crawl till the end of time, die

[Dam]

The Arrival Of The Fimbul Winter

The bleak fimbul winter arrived
Raging across the world
With a fury that defied the memory of man
Terrible wars where fought,
the like had never been seen
Men slew without a thought
The ties of kinship were no more

Skoll and Hati, the ravenous wolves
Arose and devoured the sun and the moon
Darkness descended upon the earth
And the stars fell from the skies
Loud blows heimdall the horne's in the air
Odin quests the head of Mim
Now shakes the holy ash where it stands
The ancient tree moans, Fenris breaks free

How are the Aesir?
How are the Alves?
Loud sounds Joutunheim
Aesir comprise
By the stonedoors dwarfs are moaning
The mountains wise men
Know you now or not?

With his shield at hand
Hrym travels from the east
The serpant is turning, enormous in rage

The serpant breaks the waves
The eagle screams
Nidhoggs tearing corpses
Free comes Nagelfar

Loke leads the legions of the dead
In holy war
Against the justice made by Aesir

[Ludwig]

My Dying Bride - Symphonaire Infernus Et Spera Empyrium


The destroying genius of idols
Will shroud the world with utter lies
Dance the cobbles, his abode named Dis
Portraits have spoken their masters distress
Icons with kisses, tell me who have seen this
Failing Enochian tapestries
Depict the prince of fallen virtues
In almost poetic rhapsody
Masterbate to the sound of the knell
The Patchetic stench of dying children
Perhaps our fall is certain
Limbs entwined in absolute contoursion

Please put off your veil
Your heart is blameless
And I shudder for knowing it

A hot May makes a fat churchyard
And Lychfowel breed in chaotic frenzy
Her cry was the saddest of all earths sounds
Trauma bites hard the hearts of Kin
Swept away by a moments sadness
They say rage is a brief madness
By way of the beloveds farewell
Give back to nature what we first did take
And monuments would slowly fill
The agendas' of Kings and Queens
In silence our faces bleed
The holy voice torn away by the gale

Make yourself all honey and the flies will devour you

Love is a game where both players cheat
Gone is the tale of Hero and Leander
Women are angels yet wedlock's the devil
To have and to hold but death no longer parts
Harlots and sluts, whores of our world
Expose their stinking vaginas'
Many who have no will of their own
Hold their souls towards the sinister bloom
Are you rich oh lord of vanity
As you peddle your wears of cruelty
Dressed up so you look the part
So blind, it's ignorance you wear

Quite brutal beyond belief
Sores that weep their septic tears
Dragged out through war torn lifetimes
And death shall feast on us all
The mills of God grind slowly
The adorable light of that which is most divine

The fascination of her shape
With mansions of awe and splendour
Elegant in simplicity
So at last your faith rewards you
Through fields enriched with pastel shade
And fragrant lavenders soft to smell
You laugh and drink wine of no great age
Nature does scent the farthest shores
Face to face your angelic host
All hopes in you imperishably kept
Is God your wish and all your dreams
If your body is frail then yes by all means

Make yourself all honey and the flies will devour you

[Dam]

minchia, troppo epica sta roba

[Morgan]

Blacksun ha scritto lun, 29 agosto 2005 alle 01:32
minchia, troppo epica sta roba

[Dam]

Morgan ha scritto lun, 29 agosto 2005 alle 01:35

Blacksun ha scritto lun, 29 agosto 2005 alle 01:32
minchia, troppo epica sta roba

stavo parlando cdegli Amon Amarth