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ACCEPT - Teutonic Terror 

 

Back to the frontlines... back to the night

Medieval marauders ... under the lights

Back for the plunder... the thrill of the flames

The roar of the thunder... back in the game

Storming the castles... swords in the air

Killing the monsters in their own lair

Lighting the torches... setting the stage

You get what you ask for.... right in the face

Six string sabres... screams in the night

War clubs pounding... living just for the fight

[chorus]

So we drive... thru the night

With the howling wind at our backs

Riding on Teutonic Terror

We will... Give em' the Axe

We will... Give em' the Axe

String up the razors... sharpen the blades

Tighten the skins up... no one escapes

Crank up the grindstone... load up the sleds

Saddle the horses... Off with their Heads!

Six string sabres... and screams in the night

War clubs pounding... living just for the fight

[chorus]

So we drive... thru the night

With the howling wind at our backs

Riding on Teutonic Terror

We will... Give em' the Axe

For the roar... of the crowd

For the raging frontal attack

Delivering the Teutonic Terror

We will... Give em' the Axe

We will... Give em the Axe

[solo]

[chorus]

So we drive... thru the night

With the howling wind at our backs

Riding on Teutonic Terror

We will... Give em' the Axe

For the roar... of the crowd

For the raging frontal attack

Delivering the Teutonic Terror

We will... Give em' the Axe

We will... Give em the Axe

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Sarcófago - Screeches from the Silence

 

The sunshine of dawn will born

Rain falls at the end of the night

Wetting your face, your soul

Speed is your way of life

Soon you'll meet your face

Reflected on the wet asphalt

The red of your blood, your blood!!!!

The lights end everywhere

You feel your soul burning in pain

Now you see the face of death

Calling you for a silent kiss

Chorus

Something strange being inside of me

Am I awakening to a new life?

I can't stand this agony

Somebody please hear my screeches

From the silence

Slowly discovering you're alone

Fighting to escape from reality

Bleeding, your body starts to rot

Awakening in a curse of agony

Comething strange compressing you mind

(Your) pain, slowly turns into despair

A despair of a spirit leaving his corpse

Be welcome to your fate!!!

 

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Pantera - PISS

Half assed for most his life
Done nothing but stand
Just because he's so small so
No one will give him a hand
The kinda guy that would steal your cast
And buy a burning house
Then call you up and invite you in
And jerk you off with a sandpaper hand
I'd leave him physically crippled
Without a leg to stand
I'd throw that trash away
Because a runt like that is piss in the wind
My fist would be the decider
I wasn't raised a fool
I'd stomp his ass for free
Because a punk like that is piss in the wind
Piss in the wind
A go-getter who ain't got none
A legend in his mind
Always the one to invite himself
And then just left behind
Someone must of clipped his balls
Or wiped his ass of his life
A self centered procrastinator
Attention seeker who's got nothing at all
I'd leave him physically crippled
Without a leg to stand
I'd throw that trash away
Because a runt like that is piss in the wind
My fist would be the decider
I wasn't raised a fool
I'd stomp his ass for free
Because a punk like that is piss in the wind

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Helloween - I Want Out

From our lives' beginning on
We are pushed in little forms
No one asks us how we like to be
In school they teach you what to think
But everyone says different things
But they're all convinced that
They're the ones to see

So they keep talking and they never stop
And at a certain point you give it up
So the only thing that's left to think is this

I want out--to live my life alone
I want out--leave me be
I want out--to do things on my own
I want out--to live my life and to be free

People tell me A and B
They tell me how I have to see
Things that I have seen already clear
So they push me then from side to side
They're pushing me from black to white
They're pushing 'til there's nothing more to hear

But don't push me to the maximum
Shut your mouth and take it home
Cause I decide the way things gonna be

I want out--to live my life alone
I want out--leave me be
I want out--to do things on my own
I want out--to live my life and to be free

There's a million ways to see the things in life
A million ways to be the fool
In the end of it, none of us is right
Sometimes we need to be alone

No no no, leave me alone

I want out--to live my life alone
I want out--leave me be
I want out--to do things on my own
I want out--to live my life and to be free

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Pantera - Domination

Agony is the price that you'll pay in the end

Domination consumes you then calls you a friend

It's a twisted fall

Binds are like steel and manipulates the will to be

And it's hard to see

How soon we forget when there's nothing else left to destroy?

It's a useless ploy

Your eyes will see the dawn of the day

And the writing on the wall

Those words that stare into your soul

And to yourself you will

Befall

It's domination!

Pushed into living hell

Domination!

A now blacked heart is reaching out in divinity

Body suspended by chains over razors and nails

It's a penalty

Each razor a vice and each nail marks demise of your life

Grim construction grows

Has life played a trick sealed you in brick by brick 'til your end

...Forcing you to bend?

Your eyes will see the dawn of the day

And the writing on the wall

Those words that stare into your soul

And to yourself you will

Befall

It's domination!

Pushed into living hell

Domination!

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Megadeth - Sweating Bullets

Hello me... Meet the real me

And my misfits way of life

A dark black past is my

Most valued possession

Hindsight is always 20-20,

But looking back it's still a bit fuzzy

Speak of mutually assured destruction?

Nice story... Tell it to Reader's Digest!

Feeling paranoid

True enemy or false friend?

Anxiety's attacking me, and

My air is getting thin

I'm in trouble for the things

I haven't got to yet

I'm chomping at the bit, and my

Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets.

Hello me... It's me again

You can subdue, but never tame me

It gives me a migraine headache

Thinking down to your level

Yea, just keep on thinking it's my fault

And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance

Mankind has got to know

His limitations

Feeling claustrophobic

Like the walls are closing in

Blood stains on my hands and

I don't know where I've been

I'm in trouble for the things

I haven't got to yet

I'm sharpening the axe and my

Palms are getting wet, sweating bullets

Well, me... it's nice talking to myself

A credit to dementia

Some day you too will know my pain

And smile its blacktooth grin

If the war inside my head

Won't take a day off I'll be dead

My icy fingers claw your back

Here I come again

Feeling paranoid

True enemy or false friend?

Anxiety's attacking me

And my air is getting thin

Feeling claustrophobic

Like the walls are closing in

Blood stains on my hands and

I don't know where I've been

Once you committed me

Now you've acquitted me

Claiming validity

For your stupidity

I'm chomping at the bit

I'm sharpening the axe

Here I come again, whoa!

Sweating bullets

Novo clipe do Within Temptation

O clipe novo do Within Temptation saiu. Se chama "Faster" e a faixa sairá no próximo cd da banda, o The Unforgiving, q sairá dia 13 de março, mas só chegará as lojas dia 28 de março. No mais, curtam o clipe e a música, que ficou realmente bacana.