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Ashes You Leave - The Inheritance Of Sin And Shame
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For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away: But the word of the Lord endureth for ever. 1. Peter 1:24-25 Real misanthropes are not found in solitude, but in the world; since it is experience of life, and not philosophy, which produces real hatred of mankind. - Giacomo Leopardi (1798-1837) |
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For Bayerisches Mädchen and Rusalka.
![]() Gwar - Vlad The Impaler (from the album "Scumdogs Of The Universe") Vlad, Vlad, Vlad the impaler Vlad, Vlad, He could have been a sailor but he's Vlad, Vlad, Vlad the impaler Vlad, Vlad, He could have been a whaler could have been a Tailor, He turned out to be Norman Mailer Whoaaoo He stepped back and he smoked a joint Twenty thousand peasants had to get the point Mommy was a hamster, Daddy was a jailer Real tough childhood for such a fucking failure Vlad, Vlad, Vlad the impaler Vlad, Vlad, He could have been a sailor but he's Vlad, Vlad, Vlad the impaler Vlad, Vlad, He could have been a whaler could have been a Tailor, He turned out to be Norman Mailer Whoaaoo He's so glad he's Vlad When he was a boy, they sent him to the Turks But you know they didn't like him because all the Turks were jerks When Vlad returned home his wrath for his ancient foe had spurned But the ancient art of impalement was something that the boy had learned Oh, how he learned He learned, they burned and burned and burned Rotisseries of corpses turned He's so glad, oh he's so glad he's Vlad
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For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away: But the word of the Lord endureth for ever. 1. Peter 1:24-25 Real misanthropes are not found in solitude, but in the world; since it is experience of life, and not philosophy, which produces real hatred of mankind. - Giacomo Leopardi (1798-1837) |
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Here´s one more about Vlad
Marduk - Dracul Va Domni Din Nou In Transilvania All demons ride high upon the bewitching Nightsky They are only disturbed by a new-born child's painful cry Son of the great dragon, come forth to rule In all your glory, no man, no beast will be as cruel All the angels and the puny men of god looked away Frightened to death by the evil that was born on that day Dracul come forth, and see your son's soul is powerful Triumphantly holding his son, nothing could be as delightful In our order you are now, for the sake of your greatness You must murder the muslim turks in thousands, no less Let them feel our never-ending wrath and our steel We are men of god, so let them know it for real It's our mission to seek our enemies, and kill them one by one They must be destroyed in time, be sure to teach your new-born son We must bath in the blood of the vermins, called turks, to win The muslims are to be executed, for they live in great sin Sultan Murad of the turks is getting more powerful each day Dracul will not be one of them that for his mercy will pray He must turn his back on his previous allies And conspirate with the turks Beware you all of the evil blood that in Dracul lurks The holy Roman emperor will get angered with this But Dracul must protect himself, it's a right of his So feel the greedy claws of death, you weak men of god Treacherous thoughts was the father of the berserker prince Vlad (In the year of 1438) Seven years of age is he and already in bloody war His eyes do not turn away from all that death and gore Father Dracul and brother Mircea are riding by his side Proud he is of his warrior father, no matter he lied Together with the turks, they ravaged through the land Dragon and beast, devils and demons fighting hand-in-hand Transilvania - You great home of ours You they will crush, there is no god to help us Last edited by Zyklop; Monday, January 10th, 2005 at 14:47. |
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I like my song better, though.
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For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away: But the word of the Lord endureth for ever. 1. Peter 1:24-25 Real misanthropes are not found in solitude, but in the world; since it is experience of life, and not philosophy, which produces real hatred of mankind. - Giacomo Leopardi (1798-1837) |
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![]() My band can beat up your band.
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For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away: But the word of the Lord endureth for ever. 1. Peter 1:24-25 Real misanthropes are not found in solitude, but in the world; since it is experience of life, and not philosophy, which produces real hatred of mankind. - Giacomo Leopardi (1798-1837) |
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Still.
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For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away: But the word of the Lord endureth for ever. 1. Peter 1:24-25 Real misanthropes are not found in solitude, but in the world; since it is experience of life, and not philosophy, which produces real hatred of mankind. - Giacomo Leopardi (1798-1837) |