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Amorphis lyrics

The Lost Name Of God

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============= (lyrics: E. Holopainen) (music: T. Koivusaari) As I sense their steel, As I see the mighty one, As we all gather once again the gods of war summon us... summon us North wind blows to our valley men with ships, with swords, with honour Their horses between flames, their dogs eating enemy childs, Our heavenly father, what is this mortality, do you see my mortal agony Look, I see the shield up high this must be the sign from my lord this can be my death - sentence what a fine day to die Taste of blood comes up high Wind blows hard, our men fall... one by one This oath claims me I must bleed for my generation Strong is the enemy, strong is my sword the hammer is rising I feel their cold steel Now when I leave this world I shall open the mighty oaken gate and we all shall gather once again

The Last Hit

EMINEM "Slim Shady LP"
Intro: scratches by DJ Mighty Mi 'Shady! That's me!' -> Eminem 'High and Mighty Trilogy' -> Mr. Eon 'Back with the flyest material' -> Erick Sermon 'Shady... Sh... Shady!' -> Eminem 'That that... that's me!' -> Eminem 'High.. High and.. Mighty Trilogy' -> Mr. Eon 'Back with the...' -> Erick Sermon 'Funky... beats' [Mr. Eon] Packin this third eye, pursue a Cyclops They trade in they high tops for nice sized Withe rocks (Excuse me) Words in my right, that pass my left ear Your style is ass-out like the Bulls are next year (you're GONE) Fear this veneer, you get stung like virgins Who that cat splurgin instead of rehearsin? Tough guys, degentrify your high rise Lookin more like Ronald than them fuckin Fry Guys Go on uptown fuckin senoritas In Taco Bell screamin, 'Viva gorditas!' Bring all your dogs - I give em rabies They never had a chance like my two aborted babies (WAAAH!) Got Pope John Paul the 2nd, prayin to Satan Have your vegan girlfriend cookin up bacon on barbituates with that shit that you hit Smoke my spliffs withcha, cause spinal bifida [Eminem] My nine is liftin ya, six feet when I spray rounds Hit you with 12 shots in mid-air and four more on the way down as eight strays graze through a kid's hair on the playground You lay down on a stretcher (Don't get carried away now!) No pun intended, just hop out of your whip and leave it un-attended before I whip out this gun and end it Unless you want it dented with bullet holes any minute Cause I can leave your Infinite full of those even if someone's in it Snatch the airbag, hit the corner and park it Corner the market, I got her tied up in a chair and gagged Bitches get smacked and grabbed by the hair and dragged like cavewomen, while I'm gravediggin with Marilyn Man' Chorus: Mr. Eon, Eminem If you got a bowl of hash better cash it You got a satchel, flash it, I'ma take your last hit And if you spittin wack shit on the microphone I'ma snatch it outta your hand so fast I'ma detach it So if you got a bowl of hash, you better cash it You got a satchel, flash it, I'ma take your last hit I'm flabbergasted off two tabs of acid Threw my baby's mother in the hatchback and latched it [Mr. Eon] Yo yo, 'Eon's wack now,' how you think that? Couldn't get on my record if you were shrink rap (can I get a rhyme?) Desecrate a crate with these rhymes I be totin Let's go back online and jerk off on your modem I got stupid mucus from these loose lips My loose leaf leave your whole persona weak to the point that you stand up on your feet, best retreat Let's go back in time and steal my whole steez The Quickening, did a bris at the christening I'm exercisin, doing liftings and twistings Instinct's the nicest, I keep tellin you What the fuck this guy on the corner been sellin you? [Eminem] (Here - buy this) I'm e-mailin you, at the wrong website and mispellin you, prank you and put the fear of hell in you Escaped Bellevue, stuffed the nurse in a purse Disperse like I added too many words in a verse Slim Shady, a perverted version of birth Drivin off, leaving a murdered virgin at church The first person who searchin the earth for the motherfucker that pulled the plug when they shoulda alerted the surgeon first (Kill his ass) Get thrown curves, and hit with your own words Leave me alone bitch! I get on my own nerves And if I don't got two balls and a middle finger to throw up I'm takin off both shoes and stickin each middle toe up (Fuck y'all!!!!) Chorus [Eminem] Any disease out there I'm willin to catch it... Slim Shady... All praises to The High Mighty Outro: scratches by DJ Mighty Mi 'Slim Shady', 'naughty rotten rhymer' 'Mr. Eon', 'illest rhyme dropper' 'Slim Shady', 'naughty rotten rhymer' 'Mr. Eon', 'illest rhyme dropper' 'Slim Shady' 'N....nau..naughty...ro..ro..rotten rhyme....rhyme..rhy..rhymer' 'Mr. Eon' 'Illest rhyme drop...drop..drop..dro..dro..rhyme dropper'

Sociopath

Bathory
Mother winter leaves our land And opens wide the seas The lukewarm breeze does beckon me As it whispers through the trees It says: Set your sails And let me take your ship to foreign shores Take farewell of those near you And your land of the North! The wild cold deep black ocean's waves Invites my hungry heart Cry not my love I'll return Only death can keep us apart Oden in the sky up high Let the Ravens of yours fly To guide us on our sail to foreign shores Let your Ravens fly The wind blows through my hair fills our sails with hope and pride Caress these lines of Oak, wind Do not throw us all aside The wild cold deep black ocean's waves As wide as sky above Carry us, oh, Gods of sea Don't take us down below Now approach the shore at dawn All is still the light of daybreak is yet to be born Clad in morning dew asleep The city's walls rise before us men from the seas Carrying cold steel at our sides No time to lose at sunbirth we attack the city by surprise Down the coastlines with the wind we reign Men of the North we leave the shores I flames Shores in Flames Fire! Tor of thunder way up high Swing your Hammer that cracks the sky Send the wind to fill our sails and take us home Guide your sons, us, home When the wind cries out my name And time has come for me to die Then wrap me in my cape And lay my sword down at my side Then place me on a ship of Oak And let it drift with tide Let the flames purify my soul On its way to hall up high Up high Fire!

Storms And Mutiny

Magellan "Impending Ascension"
Crossing the line of demarcation They took a passage to the west Dead reckoning they doubled back Into the north they anchored for bad weather San Martin and Magellan almost lost sight of the flagship The Santiago and Victoria led No sign of land altered the course Why not return for winter? No violation of direct royal orders The men, the officers, all cried return No captains that had discipline- rode the high seas in storms and mutiny (with the enemy) Desperately they sought a haven in an age of discovery... Extra precautions, setting anchor as they did Terrified, the crews made pledges back to Spain for pilgrimage Lighting fires at night to signal shipmates-at last deliverance from the fury of this godforsaken place they named the bay of travail - Ride the high seas in storms and mutiny (with the enemy) Desperately they sought a haven in an age of discovery... Genius or madman? So elusive were the straits Battered were the ships and men A stop for repairs in St. Julian The crew wanted to know the route they'd begun despite stirring exhortations for loyalty from Magellan Onboard Concepcion there was mutiny in demand And they moved to take the fleet at night with the knowledge there was blood on their hands But the tables turned-the remaining crew blocked the exit to the sea A sudden advantage for the general using ruthless strategy... Target chosen shrewdly of three vessels controlled by the mutineers High numbers of neutral foreigners on Victoria would not rise up against him. Pulling hard against an ebb Rebellion muted the message read: No mistreatment, I'll do what's right No heavy hand will rule the night On the mainmast high, we'll raise his flag court martial pending on Trinidad Condemned to death were forty more Mendoza quartered upon the shore Poetic justice coming swift and severe But how could he lose so many men? Commute the sentence for the sin Confined to quarters and distasteful labor Convicted conspirators fallen in his disfavor Philosophers and scholars began to challenge The true dimensions of the earth (new evidence uncovered) Finding the straits Magellan died triumphant but no vindication came in time No statesman, no royalty- Rode the high seas in storms and mutiny (with the enemy) Desperately they sailed the globe in a voyage of treachery Circumnavigation returning Victoria with twenty-one Determined by storms and mutiny he conquered the sea Though honor followed, a witness he would not be......

What Holds The World Together

American Music Club "San Francisco"
The wind pulls me around and everything it touches turns weak An antique or an eyelash stuck to your cheek The paper thin skin of a crowd chasing you Down a long and dead-end trail With a guilt no alibi can curtail The world is held together by the wind That blows through Gena Rowland's hair Land ahoy I fill my weak lungs with this joy Dizzy on the deck I hope I last until we land With an envelope burning a hole in my hand Bearing the names of the winners who walked away From the games that the slaves love to play To replace the air and the sea Leaving you no way to fly to me The world is held together by the wind That blows through Gena Rowland's hair Through the window the warm summer air does a two-step I wish there was some way I could keep it And clear away the Mission Street in my head that Keeps this watery weariness in our bed and Sets up more windmills that I'll waste my time missing When it should just be your lips that I'm kissing Don't tell me that you don't hear The clock ticking on the shelf by our bed it's near There's a light turning green just like fear There's a light that turns green and leaves us without a prayer The world is held together by the wind That blows through Gena Rowland's hair

Goin' Where The Wind Blows

MR. BIG
Someone said life is for the takin',here I am with my hand out, Waitin' for a ride. I've been livin' on my great expectations,what good is it when I'm stranded here, And the world just passes by? Where are the signs,to help me get out of this place? If I should stumble on my moment in time, How will I know? If the story's written on my face, Does it show? Am I strong enough to walk on water, Smart enough to come in out of the rain? Or am I a fool? Goin' where the wind blows. (where the wind blows) Here I sit halfway to somewhere,thinking 'bout what's in front of me, And what I left behind. On my own supposed to be so easy,is this what I've been after, Or have I lost my mind? Maybe this is my chance,and it's coming to take me away,yeah, If I should stumble on my moment in time, How will I know? If the story's written on my face, Does it show? Am I strong enough to walk on water, Smart enough to come in out of the rain? Or am I a fool? Goin' where the wind blows. (where the wind blows) Here I am,walking naked through the world, Taking up space,society's child, Make room for me,make room for me,make room for me. Am I strong enough to walk on water, Smart enough to come in out of the rain? Or am I a fool? Goin' where the win blows. (where the wind blows) (la la la la la la la) (la la la la la la la )

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