Kreator Posted August 14 Posted August 14 HM pesma godine, po mom ukusu The dream stealer comes at night Sneaks into our minds so deep Silent, sly, and out of sight A mental parasite Takes the hopes we hold so dear Corrupts our hearts with doubts and fear Makes us question all we know Fills our minds with sorrow's flow Dream stealer knows our thoughts Turns them into twisted knots Takes the light that shines within Leaves us lost in shadows dim Dream stealer It creeps and crawls Dream stealer A shadow self that constantly calls It whispers lies into our minds And twists the truth 'til we are blind It tells us we are not enough Makes us feel like we are stuck Steals the passion that we crave Fills our souls with empty graves Dream stealer knows our thoughts Turns them into twisted knots Takes the light that shines within Leaves us lost in shadows dim Dream stealer It creeps and crawls Dream stealer A shadow self that constantly calls Dream stealer With twisted claws Dream stealer A shadow self that constantly calls It whispers lies into our minds And twists the truth 'til we are blind It creeps and crawls A shadow self that always calls The dream stealer knows our thoughts Turns them into twisted knots Takes the light that shines within Leaves us lost in shadows dim Dream stealer It creeps and crawls Dream stealer A shadow self that constantly calls (Dream stealer) it whispers lies into our minds And twists the truth 'til we are blind (Dream stealer) a shadow self that constantly calls Songwriters: Daniel Erlandsson / Michael Amott
Sludge Factory Posted August 14 Posted August 14 On 7. 8. 2024. at 7:44, Filozof manijak said: Fripp i dalje prži Jasta! 1 1
Kreator Posted August 17 Posted August 17 (edited) 11 hours ago, napadaj said: Moja omiljena pesma od Venoma. Welcoming the virgins fair, to live a noble life In the castle known to all - the count's internal wife She invites the peasants with endless lavish foods But, when evening spreads it wings, she rapes them of their blood Countess Bathory Countess Bathory All day long the virgins sit and feast on endless meals The countess laughs and sips her wine - her skin doth crack and peel But when nighttime fills the air one must pay the price The countess takes her midnight bath with blood that once gave life Countess Bathory Countess Bathory Living in her self styled Hell, the countess dressed in black Life's so distant - death's so near - no blood to fury time back The castle walls are closing in, she's crippled now with age Welcomes death with open arms - the reaper turns the page Countess Bathory Countess Bathory Za one koji ne znaju ko je bila ova grofica : https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elizabeth_Báthory Edited August 18 by Kreator 1
Kreator Posted August 17 Posted August 17 (edited) Odlična pesma sa sjajnom porukom. Uglavnom čisto pevanje osim u refrenu. Edited August 18 by Kreator
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