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Tier_1

Night Crawler
"The Price" by Twisted Sister
words and music by Dee Snider

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how long i have wanted
this dream to come true
and as it approaches
i can't believe i'm through
i've tried,
oh, how i've tried
for a life, yes a life
i thought i knew

oh it's the price we gotta pay
and all the games we gotta play
makes me wonder if it's worth it to carry on
'cause it's a game we gotta lose,
though it's a life we gotta choose
and the price is our own life until it's done

time seems to have frozen,
but the mind can be fooled
as the days pass i discover
destiny just can't be ruled
hard times,
oh hard times,
for the prize, yes the prize,
i thought i knew

oh it's the price we gotta pay
and all the games we gotta play
makes me wonder if it's worth it to carry on
'cause it's a game we gotta lose,
though it's a life we gotta choose
and the price is our own life until it's done

oh it's the price we gotta pay
and all the games we gotta play
makes me wonder if it's worth it to carry on
'cause it's a game we gotta lose,
though it's a life we gotta choose
and the price is our own life until it's done

oh it's the price we gotta pay
and all the games we gotta play
makes me wonder if it's worth it to carry on
'cause it's a game we gotta lose,
though it's a life we gotta choose
and the price is our own life until it's done
 

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Grosso

wonderwall
Гудімов-Сумую

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Сумую

Ти знаєш точно як я живу,
Де тримаю я доленьку свою.
Впала ніч, і вкрила нас.
Чи знайду тебе ще раз.

Ти знаєш точно де я живу,
Де ховаю гроші, слухати люблю.
Гей, трамвай - зачекай!
Відвези мене у рай.

Сумую, сумую, за тобою сумую я.
Все що мав, все що звав,
Я лише тобі віддав...

Знайди на мене час.

Ти точно знаєш, що хочу я
Зупинити час, повернути нас.
Але сни - просто сни,
Весна без тебе - пів-весни.

Ти точно знаєш, з ким я живу,
Як шукати важко,
Як тебе люблю.
Швидко встати я не зміг,
Лиш тобі сказати встиг.

Сумую, сумую, за тобою сумую я.
Все що мав, все що знав,
Я лише тобі віддав....

Сумую...

Сумую, сумую, за тобою сумую я
Я лише тобі віддам.
Сумую я, сумую я, сумую я, сумую я.
Я лише тобі віддам.

Сумую...
 

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Tier_1

Night Crawler
Patti Smith - Dancing Barefoot

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She is benediction
She is addicted to thee
She is the root connection
She is connecting with he

Here I go and I don’t know why
I fell so ceaselessly
Could it be he’s taking over me...

I’m dancing barefoot
Heading for a spin
Some strange music draws me in
Makes me come on like some heroin/e

She is sublimation
She is the essence of thee
She is concentrating on
He, who is chosen by she

Here I go and I don’t know why
I spin so ceaselessly,
Could it be he’s taking over me...

[chorus]

She is re-creation
She, intoxicated by thee
She has the slow sensation that
He is levitating with she ...

Here I go and I don’t know why,
I spin so ceaselessly,
’til I lose my sense of gravity...

[chorus]

(oh God I fell for you ...)

The plot of our life sweats in the dark like a face
The mystery of childbirth, of childhood itself
Grave visitations
What is it that calls to us?
Why must we pray screaming?
Why must not death be redefined?
We shut our eyes we stretch out our arms
And whirl on a pane of glass
An afixiation a fix on anything the line of life the limb of a tree
The hands of he and the promise that s/he is blessed among women.

(oh God I fell for you ...)
 

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[s]AINT-Tsypa

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Icon Of Coil - Access And Amplify

Embrace the wings that they gave you
I know you've felt the emptiness
Behind your empty words
Your silent screams confused me
Behind the mask of pride
There is nothing left
But empty words of loneliness
It's hard to select which wound to heal and which to infect

And now you feel the pain is real
You got no one else to blame
Don't let your rain fall down on me
Wish I was there to prove you wrong

It's been a while
Since you pulled the plug on me
I try to keep it together
Clenched tight as a fist
The harder I hold
More fragile it gets
Everything you touched went up in flames
I doubt that I'll ever forgive
The values that I once had…don't seem to exist

And now you feel the pain is real
You got no one else to blame
Don't let your rain fall down on me
Wish I was there to prove you wrong

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~Nefrit

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Nine Inch Nails - Closer

You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you
You let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you
Help me I broke apart my insides, help me Ive got no
Soul to tell
Help me the only thing that works for me, help me get
Away from myself

I want to f**k you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to f**k you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god

You can have my isolation,
You can have the hate that it brings
You can have my absence of faith,
You can have my everything
Help me tear down my reason,
Help me its your sex i can smell
Help me you make me perfect,
Help me become somebody else

I want to f**k you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to f**k you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god

Through every forest, above the trees
Within my stomach, scraped off my knees
I drink the honey inside your hive
You are the reason I stay alive
 

[s]AINT-Tsypa

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KMFDM - Professional Killer
from album Hau Ruck (2005)

Conquer your world
Study you quietly
Count the ways
I'll do anything you say
There will be no holding back
Legions of me

So cruel
Longing eternally
Bitter sweet possibilities
A tiger on the attack
Ready to bleed

Tragically yours
Obey and submit to me
I will find you
Wherever you hide
Got a thrill for the hunt
A skilled criminal mind

So calm
Tracking your every move
Unrelenting my conscious clear
Beyond a shadow of doubt
A force to be feared

Wretched and pure
Tricky and dangerous
Do not question
Or challenge your fate
A promise written in blood
Take life for pay

Yours is not to ask why
Yours is to do and die
Professional killer
 

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~Nefrit

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Suicide Commando - Cause Of Death: SUICIDE

One death
One try
Are you sure ?
Do you really want to die ?
One life
One cry
Go away
You're nothing but a lie
One shot
And you'll die
In the head
In the centre of the eyes
One gun
One try
My god,
Do you really want to die ?

Do you really want to die ?

One death
One try
Are you sure ?
Do you really want to die ?
One step
One try
on the edge
Do you really want to try
One tempt
One cry
I can't cope
I no longer want this life
One rope
One try
My god,
Do you really want to die ?

Do you really want to die ?
Do you ?
 

[s]AINT-Tsypa

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Laibach - Perspectives
From album Rekapitulacija 1980-1984

Laibach takes over an organisational system of work, after the model of industrial production and totalitarism, collective spirit, identification with ideology, which means: not the individual, but the organisation speaks.
Our work is industrial, our language political.
Laibach is a recognition of time universality.
Its organisational activity is an intense agitation and a constant systematic propagating, ideological offensive. Any social activity affects the mass. Laibach functions as a creative allusion of strict institutionality, identification with institution, as stock theatre, or popular culture with a centralized programme.
One transmitter and a multitude of receivers, and with a communication through uncommunication.
Laibach's musical approach is a move to the area of pure politization of sounds as a means of manipulating the masses. When, in politically and economically complicated situations, the antagonism in society is becoming strained, only force remains as the ultima ratio of social integration.
The force must adopt the form of systematic, physical and psychic terror, organized in accordance with social relations. Terror is obtaining a function of productional power, which extorts discipline and an adaptation of the mass, to the existing productional relations, and the existing productional apparatus.
For the totalitarian form of government, the systematic terror becomes a constitutional instrument of authority.
Through the mystic, erotic-mythological sound, constitution of an ambivalence between fear and fascination, which rudimentarily affects the
consciousness of people, through stage performances of ritualized demonstration of political power, and through other manipulative
means of an individual, Laibach practises a sound force, in a form of systematic, psycho-physical terror as social organisational principle, in order to effectively discipline and raise a feeling of total adherence bond of a certain, revolted and alienated audience, which results in a state of collective, which is the principle of social organisation.
In this sense, the function of Laibach, sound constructions, and of rock concerts is to challenge collective emotions and automatic associations, and as such it serves as the means of working stimulation. By darkening the consumer's mind, it drives him into a state of humble contrition and total obedience, self-sacrifice, by destroying every trait of individuality, it melts the individuals into a mass, and mass into a humble, collective body. The dualism of Laibach's message, perception and receiver's structure uncovers the social neurosis. Laibach unites the biters and antagonistics into an expression of static, totalitarism cry. Our basic inspiration, ideals which are not ideals to their form, but the material of Laibach, manipulation of self,
remains an industrial production: art of the Third Reich, totalitarism, taylorism, bruitism, disco. Disco rhythm, as a regular repetition, is the purest, the most radical form of the militantly organised rhythmicity of technicist
production, and as such the most appropriate means of media manipulation. As an archetypal structural basis of the collective unconscious in a worker mass, it stimulates automatic mechanism, and shapes industrialisation of consciousness, which is necessary in the logic of massive, totalitarian, industrial production.
 

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[s]AINT-Tsypa

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Swans - God Damn The Sun
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(genre: rock, experimantal, folk, post-industrial)
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When, When We Were Young
We Had No History
So Nothing To Lose
Meant We Could Choose
Choose What We Wanted Then
Without Any Fear
Or Thought Of Revenge
But Then You Grew Old
And I Lost My Ambition
So I Gained An Addiction
To Drink And Depression
(They Are Mine
My Only True Friends
And I'll Keep Them With Me
Until The Very End)
I'd Choose Not To Remember
But I Miss Your Arrogance
And I Need Your Intelligence
And Your Hate For Authority
But Now You're Gone
I Read It Today
They Found You In Spain
Face Down In The Street
With A Bottle In Your Hand
And A Wild Smile On Your Face
And A Knife In Your Back
You Died In A Foreign Land
And They Found My Letter
Rolled Up In Your Pocket
Where I Said I'd Kill Myself
If She Left Me Again
So Now She's Gone
And You're Both In My Mind
I've Got One Thing To Say
Before I Am Drunk Again:
God Damn The Sun
God Damn The Sun
God Damn Anyone
That Says A Kind Word
God Damn The Sun
God Damn The Sun
God Damn The Light It Shines
And This World It Shows
God Damn The Sun
 

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BURN

Fuego del corazón
Way Beyond Empty Lyrics
Artist(Band):Zakk Wylde


If I could I surely would
Child ease your pain
But if I could no longer
Would you still know my name?

If I couldn't drain the tears
That pour from these eyes
Would you turn your back on me
Would you wave goodbye?

Chorus
Or leave me way beyond empty inside
Awaiting my last day to arive
Way beyond empty inside
Awaiting my end to arrive

If I couldn't be the shoulder
Which your head would rest upon
Would you still be waiting (mama)
Or would you be gone?
If I couldn't keep the smile
Forever on your face
Would I still be around
Or would I be replaced?

(Yeah)
Way beyond empty inside
Awaiting my last day to arrive (yeah)
Way beyond empty inside
Awaiting my end to arrive

Oh-o
Oh-o-o-o
Oh-o
Oh-o-o-o

Guitar Solo

(And) Would you promise me
Things they'd never change
Could you promise me
That things they'd stay the same?

If I couldn't clear the clouds
From over your head
Would you keep your word to me
Amongst all the things you said?

Or leave me way beyond empty inside
Awaiting my last day to arive (yeah)
Way beyond empty inside
(oh-o-o)
Awaiting my last day to arrive
Oh yeah child!
 
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