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Children Of Bodom - Blood Drunk

They said drinking is a way to die.
But i fear, dying is a way to drink.
Blooddrunk

I'll break or dance, let you decide.
Too much of foreign you bring on by.
Do you have something to blame in such short time?
You are the one crying.

Degenerate, throwing the wreck of life.
Someone is spilling your own blood.
That's very hot, scars already made.
Ready for another drink anyone?

They talk to you but no we don't.
We thought maybe you could restore.
Day over day, they should get it hard
Yes we die, they could never stop.

BLOODDRUNK
Wasted again.
Decide or play with Faith.
BLOODDRUNK
You call me insane.
You get me Blooddrunk with a razor blade.

Degenerate, dropping the wreck of life.
Someone is spilling your own blood.
That's very hot, scars already made.
Ready for another drink anyone?

BLOODDRUNK
Wasted again.
Decide or play with Faith.
BLOODDRUNK
You call me insane.
You get me Blooddrunk with a razor blade.

BLOODDRUNK
Wasted again.
Decide or play with Faith.
BLOODDRUNK
You call me insane.
You get me Blooddrunk with a razor blade.

Je me sens tellement violent aujourd'hui suite a une nouvelle qui ma un peu boulversé... mais je sais pas pourquoi...
J'ai une soif de sang envers tout les tragédies qui se passe jusqu'à présent. Mais, trop boire de sang, nous rend saoul.

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very mad world mad world

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me

And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very mad world ... mad world
Enlarging your world
Mad world
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僕はかわいくてセクシーです！

J'ai la quequette qui colle

J'ai la quequette qui colle
J'ai les bonbons qui font des bonds
J'ai la quequette qui colle
Dansons sur le pont d'Avi gnon.
Viens avec moi dans la clairière
Tu verras de quoi elle a l'air
Et si tu montes jusqu'au grenier
Tu pourras la tou cher
Joyeuse comptine et farandole
J'ai la que quette qui colle !

J'ai les arpions qui fouettent
Et des morpions pleins les roupettes
Des pellicules su' l'crâne
Comme tous les gars de la campagne
Si tu me suis au presbytère
J'te débal'rais toutes mes affaires
Et si tu veux qu'j'te montr' mon cul
Allons nager au ru
Faisons la ronde jolie Juliette
Danse avec moi la gigolette
J'ai les arpions qui fouettent

J'ai le claqu'-merde qui r'foule
Et du pelage dans les esgourdes
Des bubons sur les boules
L'arrière-cour qui fleure la palourde
Allons butiner la fleurette
Tu m'épouilleras de mes bebêtes
Et si c'est propre et si c'est net
Je te ferais la brouette
Chante
3f9
avec moi la pêche aux moules
J'ai le claqu'-merde qui r'foule

J'ai la quequette qui colle
J'ai les bonbons qui font des bonds
J'ai la quequette qui colle
Dansons sur le pont d'Avignon.
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Les insultes c'est pour les faibles... ET les gens qui aime se poiler.

Age : 14 Inscrit le : 10 Oct 2007 Messages : 1404 Localisation : Ste-Julie

Nii~ : J'ai la nounne qui pue n_n
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C'est vraiment glauque ce que tu viens de dire.
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Lalala é.è

Les insultes c'est pour les faibles... ET les gens qui aime se poiler.

Age : 14 Inscrit le : 10 Oct 2007 Messages : 1404 Localisation : Ste-Julie

RBO c'est drôle, point n_n
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Cryptopsy - Mutant Chris

Abobinated, tiny god of mine
Overseeing my rest, my lust, my life

Torched in hatred
Loved in Horror sublime
Almost formless
Darkened, and yet you shine

You made me in your image
I deformed yours into mine
Now we're even, O loving god
Equals in my melting eyes

Mutant christ, loving christ
Know me with thine naked eyes
Holy christ, one tenth the size
So unlike the other christs

God-made man (with)
man-made god to adore
Idolatry?
My faith has been restored

Gaze upon me
Bless me, lord, or die
I'll find another little lord to fry

You baked me in this image
so I burned yours into mine
Eye for eye and tooth for tooth
I love you now, O twisted christ

Mutant Christ

Juste un envie de meutre soudain, et de l'envoyer au Christ Mutant.

Tradu' de What's up people?! de MAXIMUM THE HORMONE

Super, t'es trop utile, super, t'es trop utile,
Super, t'es vraiment un humain trop utile.
Super, t'es trop utile, super, t'es trop utile,
Super, t'es vraiment un humain trop utile.

Eh, tu vas me saouler? Me faire trembler de rage?
Me faire trembler de rage? Humain.
Eh, tu vas me saouler? Me faire trembler de rage?
Me faire trembler de rage? Humain.

Il se passe quoi? Y a plein de raisons d'angoisser,
La culpabilité ne disparait jamais.
Il se passe quoi? Y a plein de raisons d'angoisser,
(Qui est tombé dans le piège du ressentiment?)
Il se passe quoi? Y a plein de raisons d'angoisser,
La culpabilité ne disparait jamais.
Il se passe quoi? Y a plein de raisons d'angoisser.

Est-ce que ta vie t'ennuie? Est-ce que ta vie t'ennuie?
Est-ce que ta vie t'ennuie? Humain.
Est-ce que ta vie t'ennuie? Est-ce que ta vie t'ennuie?
Est-ce que ta vie t'ennuie? Humain.

Eh, tu vas me saouler? Me faire trembler de rage?
Me faire trembler de rage? Humain.
Eh, tu vas me saouler? Me faire trembler de rage?
Me faire trembler de rage? Humain.

Il se passe quoi? Y a plein de raisons d'angoisser,
La culpabilité ne disparait jamais.
Il se passe quoi? Y a plein de raisons d'angoisser,
(Qui est tombé dans le piège du ressentiment?)
Il se passe quoi? Y a plein de raisons d'angoisser,
?La culpabilité ne disparait jamais.
Il se passe quoi? Y a plein de raisons d'angoisser.

Eh eh, enfoiré d'humain, ah humain, salaud d'humain,
Eh eh, enfoiré d'humain, ah humain, salaud d'humain,
Eh eh, enfoiré d'humain, ah humain, salaud d'humain,
Eh eh, enfoiré d'humain, ah humain, salaud d'humain,
Eh eh, enfoiré d'humain, eh, eh, salaud d'humain,
Eh eh, enfoiré d'humain, vous serez toujours des salauds d'humains,
Ah, les humains...

La société est corrompue et instable,
Le futur est une maison blanche sans espoir.
Le monde entier est averti,
Il faut tout changer dans la vie.

Super, t'es trop utile, super, t'es trop utile678Super, t'es vraiment un humain trop tile.
Super, t'es trop utile, super, t'es trop utile,
Super, t'es vraiment un humain trop utile.

Eh, tu vas me saouler? Me faire trembler de rage?
Me faire trembler de rage? Humain.
Eh, tu vas me saouler? Me faire trembler de rage?
Me faire trembler de rage? Humain.

Il se passe quoi? Y a plein de raisons d'angoisser,
La culpabilité ne disparait jamais.
Il se passe quoi? Y a plein de raisons d'angoisser,
(Qui est tombé dans le piège du ressentiment?)
Il se passe quoi? Y a plein de raisons d'angoisser,
La culpabilité ne disparait jamais.
Il se passe quoi? Y a plein de raisons d'angoisser.

Eh eh, enfoiré d'humain, ah humain, salaud d'humain,
Eh eh, enfoiré d'humain, ah humain, salaud d'humain,
Eh eh, enfoiré d'humain, ah humain, salaud d'humain,
Eh eh, enfoiré d'humain, ah humain, salaud d'humain,
Eh eh, enfoiré d'humain, eh, eh, salaud d'humain,
Eh eh, enfoiré d'humain, vous serez toujours des salauds d'humains,
C'est dans ma nature de crier,
Humain partial et dépressif,
Conneries, dégage, je me bats.

Utilise les crocs de la punition sadique
Pour tuer ton ennemi naturel,
Avec ta gourmandise,
L'injustice ne peut être changé.

Théories de guerre de fous stupides, critiquons leur rêve impossible.
Théories de guerre de fous stupides, critiquons leur rêve impossible.
Théories de guerre de fous stupides, critiquons leur rêve impossible.
Théories de guerre de fous stupides, critiquons leur rêve impossible.

Eh eh, enfoiré d'humain, ah humain, salaud d'humain,
Eh eh, enfoiré d'humain, ah humain, salaud d'humain,
Eh eh, enfoiré d'humain, ah humain, salaud d'humain,
Eh eh, enfoiré d'humain, ah humain, salaud d'humain,
Eh eh, enfoiré d'humain, ah humain, salaud d'humain,
Eh eh, enfoiré d'humain, ah humain, salaud d'humain,
Eh eh, enfoiré d'humain, ah humain, salaud d'humain,
Eh eh, enfoiré d'humain...

Il se passe quoi, les gens?! Il se passe quoi, les gens?!
Il se passe quoi, les gens?! Il se passe quoi, les gens?!

Pourquoi cette chanson là...c'est le gars que j'ai chialé dessus dans le topic du chialage qui m'a fait encore plus cher que d'hab u__u combiné à mon prof d'espagnol ça donne ça xD

Age : 17 Inscrit le : 24 Jan 2008 Messages : 238

Kira : YAY, un autre fan de Cryptopsy =o. T'en penses quoi, du prochain album ? (si tu l'as entendu, hein).

Sinon je suis assez stické sur The Love From a Dead Orchestra.
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† Can You Hear my Offering ? †

Sick of this life
Not that you'd care
I'm not the only one with
Whom these feelings I share

Nobody understands, quite why we're here
We're searchin' for answers
That never appear

But maybe if I looked real hard I'd
I'd see your tryin' too
To understand this life
That we're all goin' through
...

Sometimes I feel like I'm beatin' a dead horse
And I don't know why you'd be bringin' me down
I'd like to think that our love's
Worth a tad more
It may sound funny but you'd think by now
I'd be smilin'
I guess some things never change
Never change

I met an old cowboy
I saw the look in his eyes
Somethin' tells me he's been here before
'Cause experience used makes you wise
I was only a small child
When the thought first came to me
That I'm a son of a gun and the gun of a son
That brought back the devil in me

Sometimes I feel like I'm beatin' a dead horse
And I don't know why you'd be bringin' me down
I'd like to think that our love's
Worth a tad more
It may sound funny but you'd think by now
I'd be smilin'
I guess some things never change
Never change

I ain't quite what you'd call an old soul
Still wet behind the ears
I been around this track a couple o' times
But now the dust is startin' to clear
Oh yeah

Sometimes I feel like I'm beatin' a dead horse
And I don't know why you'd be bringin' me down
I'd like to think that our love's
Worth a tad more
It may sound funny but you'd think by now
I'd be smilin'
Oh yeah, I'd be smilin'
No way, I'd be smilin'
Oh smilin'

Sick of this life
Not that you'd care
I'm not the only one
With whom these feelings I share

C'est chiant quand t'appelles chez quelqu'un que tu aimes, que c'est sa coloc qui répond sur un ton bête qu'ils sont occupés pis qu'il va te rappeller "un moment donné, là..." et que tu sais qu'elle est en trin de lui peter une coche sur des cossins qui se sont passés y'a de ça plusieurs années pis que toi, t'as des trucs importants desquels tu veux lui jaser...
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Age : 19 Inscrit le : 02 Mar 2008 Messages : 337 Localisation : Shawinigan

Je n'ai besoin que d,une chose pour résumer mes journées: La sonnerie de mon cellulaire! XD C'est joyeux, entrainant~ (Simple mélodie avec un petit son des années 90)
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Chanson du moment: 기억을 걷는 시간 (Time Of Collecting My Memories)
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Pink Floyd - Welcome to the Machine

[http://youtube.com/watch?v=-orUY_rmENQ]

Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
Where have you been?
It's alright we know where you've been.
You've been in the pipeline, filling in time,
Provided with toys and 'Scouting for Boys'.
You bought a guitar to punish your ma,
And you didn't like school, and you
know you're nobody's fool,
So welcome to the machine.

Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
What did you dream?
It's alright we told you what to dream.
You dreamed of a big star,
He played a mean guitar,
He always ate in the Steak Bar.
He loved to drive in his Jaguar.
So welcome to the Machine.

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Script for a Jester's Tear par Marillion
(Derek Dick/Steve Rothery/ Pete Trewavas/ Micheal Pointer/Mark
Kelly)

So here I am once more
In the playground of the broken hearts
One more experience, one more entry in a diary, self-penned
Yet another emotional suicide
Overdosed on sentiment and pride
Too late to say I love you
Too late to restage the play
Abandoning the relics in my
playground of yesterday

I'm losing on the swings
I'm losing on the roundabouts
I'm losing on the swings
I'm losing on the roundabouts

Too much, too soon, too far to go, too late to play
The game is over, the game is over

So here I am once more
In the playground of the broken hearts
I'm losing on the swings
I'm losing on the roundabouts
The game is over

Yet another emotional suicide
Overdosed on sentiment and pride
I'm losing on the swings
I'm losing on the roundabouts, roundabouts,
the game is over

Too late to say I love you
Too late to restage the play
The game is over

I act the role in classic style
Of a martyr
carved with twisted smile
To bleed the lyric for this song
To write the rites to right my wrongs
An epitaph to a broken dream
To exercise this silent scream
A scream that's born from sorrow

I never did write that lovesong
The words just never seemed to flow
Now sad in reflection did I
gaze through perfection
And examine the shadows on the other side of morning

And examine the shadows on the other side of morning
Promised wedding now a wake
Promised wedding now a wake, awake

The fool escaped from paradise
Will look over his shoulder and cry
Sit and chew on daffodils
and struggle to answer Why?
As you grow up and leave the playground

Where you kissed your prince and found your frog
Remember the jester that
showed you tears, the script for tears

So I'll hold our peace forever
when you wear your bridal gown
In the silence of my shame the mute that sang the sirens' song
Has gone solo in the game
I've gone solo in the game, but the game is over

Can you still say you love me
Can you still say you love me
Can you still say that you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me
Do you love me, the jester's tear

Can you still
say you love me
Can you still say you love me
Can you still say that you love me?

The jester's tear, the jester's tear
Do you love me

A Gentleman's Excuse Me par Fish

Do you still keep paper flowers in the bottom drawer with your Belgian lace
Taking them out every year to watch the colors fade away?
Do you still believe in fairy tales, in battlements of shining castles
Safe from the dragons that lie beneath the hill?
Are you still a Russian princess rescued by a gypsy dancer
To anyone who'll listen is that a story you still tell?
You live a life of fantasy, your diary romantic fiction
Can't you see it's hard for me, can you see what I am trying to say?

It's a gentleman's excuse me so I'll take one step to the side
Can you get it inside your head I'm tired of dancing?
For every one step forward we're taking two steps back
Can you get it inside your head I'm tired of dancing?

I know you still like old fashioned waltzes
Your reflection in the mirror that you flirt with as you glide across the floor
But if I told you the music's over would you want to hear
That your dance card is empty that there's no-one really there?
Do you still believe in Santa Claus,
that there's a millionaire
Looking for your front door with a key to a life that you'd never understand?
All I have to offer is the love that I have, hat's freely given
You'll see its value when you see what I've tried to say

It's a gentleman's excuse me so I'll take one step to the side
Can you get it inside your head I'm tired of dancing?
For every one step forward
I'm taking two steps back
Can you get it inside your head that from this one step forward
There's no turning back?
Can you get it inside your head I'm tired of dancing?
We're finished dancing
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