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Oyentes:8

Ruth Buzzi Better Watch Her Back
The Bled


Somewhere between the frozen layers sleeps a fragile woman.
Waiting for her husband to remove the shards of glass.
The sun betrays the light that it once shed.
And daughter cuts the hair.
Tangled in a silver brush.
Spitting at a broken mirror.
I feel the movement of ghosts in the room.
She keeps a photograph locked in her mouth.
The smell of turpentine drips from the walls.
Forgive and forget.
Relive and regret.
You're not alone.
I've seen the dead arise.
The ice will someday thaw and she will wait no more.

Bulet for my Valentine - Welcome Home (sanitarium) [METALLICA COVER]

Mouths Like Sidewinder Missiles
The Fall of Troy


All this time alone
I cannot go home
Artificial friend,
you reap what you sow!

You said
It was a little of something else.
I hope
that you lose it all.
Cause you were the one
That made me feel better
In such a fucked up bitter way.
I don't understand what you say.

All this time you've known
Such condescending tone
Taste the tears of men
Did it make you feel better than?

You said
It was a little of something else.
I hope
that you lose it all.
Cause you were the one
That made me feel better
In such a fucked up bitter way.
I don't understand what you say.

Everybody's changing - Keane

Not Good Enough For Truth Or Cliche
Escape The Fate


Let's go
Let's go

Hurtful words,
From my enemies of the last five years,
What's it like to die alone?

How does it feel when tears freeze,
When you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below.

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear, Juliet,
Out from the window see your back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see your back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,

Something I cannot forget.

So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
Make sure you go to school alive,
Just in time to kill you,

Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see your back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet,
Out from the window see your back drop silhouette,
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget,

I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
(I cannot feel what you've done to me)

So for now, take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window, window.

The Guillotine
Escape the Fate


So lock and load mercenaries
I see the smoke from the hilltop
they march one by one
the battled starts adversaries
we bathe in our blood
the worst is yet to come
we've reached the covenant
to kill what we have started
kill the machines
we've spawned to fight in the darkest hour

they really need to know
we really gotta go
(we fight to live, we fight for pride) they really need to know
(we won't back down the weak won't survive) we really gotta go

we stay here tonight (don't let them find us or we're dead)
promise me you won't leave my side (the warmest place to lie my head)
and when the sun comes up we fight (don't let them find us or we're dead)
so promise me you won't leave my side

trace the blood back to the grave
the smoke has cleared
thousands are destroyed
they send signals no salvation
we fight in lock out
scope is ready to go
armed with explosives
spartans stand alone

they really need to know
we really gotta go
(we fight to live, we fight for pride) they really need to know
(we won't back down the weak won't survive) we really gotta go

we stay here tonight (don't let them find us or we're dead)
promise me you won't leave my side (the warmest place to lie my head)
and when the sun comes up we fight (don't let them find us or we're dead)
so promise me you won't leave my side

we stay here tonight (don't let them find us or we're dead)
promise me you won't leave my side (the warmest place to lie my head)
and when the sun comes up we fight (don't let them find us or we're dead)
so promise me you won't leave my side

charge the gates with rust on their gears
they seek destruction and kill the functions
charge the gates with rust on their gears
they seek destruction and kill the functions
charge the gates with rust on their gears
they seek destruction and kill the functions
charge the gates with rust on their gears... [fade out]

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The Priest And The Matador
Senses Fail


Here I lie
I'm Staring At
Clouds and Shapes of
Dogs and cats.
I hear a woman
Start to yell
"Oh dear God, I think he fell!"

I'm the arrow,
Shot straight to hell
From the bow of William Tell.
My body lies
Kissing the ground
Like a cross turned upside down.

A priest is rushing
To my side,
Begins to read me
My last rights.
"Father you're too late
My faith is weak
So won't you save your
half-hearted speech."

I'm the arrow,
Shot straight to hell
From the bow of William Tell.
My body lies
Kissing the ground
Like a cross turned upside down.

A man bends down and says, "Son,
We're going to get through this one
take my hand and let us pray..."
I scream, "Please get the fuck away!"

I'm the arrow,
Shot straight to hell
From the bow of William Tell.
My body lies
Kissing the ground
Like a cross turned upside down.

The ambulance is singing
As cops push back the crowd
I start to take my last breath,
As blood pours out my mouth.
The medics walk in my way
I think this could be it.
I hear him start to state
The time of death is half past six.

I'm the arrow,
Shot straight to hell
I'm the arrow,
Shot straight to hell