Thursday, April 7, 2005

Reise, Reise
Auch auf den Wellen wird gefochten
Wo Fisch und Fleisch zur See geflochten
Der eine sticht die Lanz' im Heer
Der andere wirft sie in das Meer

Ahoi

Reise, Reise Seemann Reise
Jeder tut's auf seine Weise
Der eine stößt den Speer zum Mann
Der andere zum Fische dann

Reise, Reise Seemann Reise
Und die Wellen weinen leise
In ihrem Blute steckt ein Speer
Bluten leise in das Meer

Die Lanze muss im Fleisch ertrinken
Fisch und Mann zur Tiefe sinken
Wo die schwarze Seele wohnt
ist kein Licht am Horizont

Ahoi

Reise, Reise Seemann Reise
Jeder tut's auf seine Weise
Der eine stößt den Speer zum Mann
Der andere zum Fische dann

Reise, Reise Seemann Reise
Und die Wellen weinen leise
In ihrem Blute steckt ein Speer
Bluten leise in das Meer

Reise, Reise Seemann Reise
Und die Wellen weinen leise
In ihrem Herzen steckt ein Speer
Bluten sich am Ufer leer

Rammstein
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Wednesday, April 6, 2005

   The Number of the Beast
I left alone, my mind was blank
I needed time to think to get the memories from my mind
What did I see; could I believe that what I saw that night was real and not just fantasy?

Just what I saw in my old dreams were the
reflections of my warped mind staring back at me
'Cos in my dream it's always there; the evil face that twists my mind and brings me to despair

The night was, black was no use holding back;
'Cos I just had to see was someone watching me?
In the mist dark figures move and twist
Was this all for real or some kind of hell?
666 the number of the beast
Hell and fire was spawned to be released

Torches blazed and sacred chants were praised
As they start to cry; hands held to the sky
In the night the fires are burning bright
The ritual has begun; Satan's work is done
666 the number of the beast
Sacrifice is going on tonight

This can't go on, I must inform the law
Can this still be real or just some crazy dream?
But I feel drawn towards the chanting hordes
They seem to mesmerise...
Can't avoid their eyes
666 the number of the beast
666 the one for you and me

I'm coming back; I will return
And I'll possess your body and I'll make you burn
I have the fire; I have the force
I have the power to make my evil take it's course

Up the Irons!
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Monday, April 4, 2005

Out of the Silent Planet
Withered hands, withered bodies begging for salvation
Deserted by the hands of gods of their own creation
Nations cry underneath decaying skies above
You are guilty, the punishment is death for all who live
The punishment is death for all who live

Out of the silent planet dreams of desolation
Out of the silent planet come the demons of creation
Out of the silent planet dreams of desolation
Out of the silent planet come the demons of creation

Up the Irons!
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Sunday, April 3, 2005

Killers
You walk through the subway, his eyes burn a hole in your back,
A footstep behind you, he lunges prepared for attack.
Scream for mercy, he laughs as he's watching you bleed,
Killer behind you, his blood lust defies all his needs.

My innocent victims are slaughtered with wrath and despise,
The mocking religion of hatred that burns in the night.
I have no one, I'm bound to destroy all this greed,
A voice inside me compelling to satisfy me.

Up the Irons!
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Friday, April 1, 2005

22 Acacia Avenue
If you're feeling down depressed and lonely
I know a place where we can go
22 Acacia Avenue meet a lady that I know
So if you're looking for a good time
And you're prepared to pay the price
Fifteen quid is all she asks for
Everybody's got their vice

If you're waiting for a long time for the rest to do their piece
You can tell her that you know me and you might even get it free
So any time you're down the East End don't you hesitate to go
You can take my honest word for it she'll teach you more than you can know

Charlotte can't you get out from all of this madness?
Can't you see it only brings you sadness?
When you entertain your men don't you know the risk of getting disease?

Some day when you're reaching the age of forty
I bet you'll regret the days when you were laying
Nobody then will want to know
You won't have any beautiful wares to show any more

22 the avenue that's the place where we all go
You will find it's warm inside the red light's burning bright tonight

Charlotte isn't it time you stopped this mad life?
Don't you ever think about the bad times?
Why do you have to live this way
Do you enjoy your lay or is it the pay?

Sometimes when you're strolling down the avenue
The way you walk it makes men think of having you
When you're walking down the street
Everybody stops and turns to stare at you

22 the avenue that's the place where we all go
You will find it's warm inside the red light's burning bright tonight

Beat her mistreat her do anything that you please
Bite her excite her make her get down on her knees
Abuse her misuse her she can take all that you've got
Caress her molest her she always does what you want

You're running away don't you know what you're doing
Can't you see it'll lead you to ruin
Charlotte you've taken your life and you've thrown it away
You believe that because what you're earning
Your life's good don't you know that you're hurting
All the people that love you don't cast them aside
All the men that are constantly drooling
It's no life for you stop all that screwing
You're packing your bags and you're coming with me

Up the Irons!
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Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Murders in the Rue Morgue
It took so long and I'm getting so tired
I'm running out of places to hide
Should I return to the scene of the crime
Where the two young victims died
If I could go to somebody for help
It'd get me out of trouble for sure
But I know that it's on my mind
That my doctor said I've done it before.

Murders in the Rue Morgue
they're never gonna find me
Murders in the Rue Morgue
I'm never going home.

Up the Irons! Yeah, so I'm bored.
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Tuesday, March 29, 2005

I'm a wrathchild!
I was born into a scene of angriness and greed, and dominance and persecution.
My mother was a queen, my dad I've never seen, I was never meant to be.
And now I spend my time looking all around,
For a man that's nowhere to be found.
Until I find him I'm never gonna stop searching,
I'm gonna find my man, gonna travel around.

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Monday, March 28, 2005

Nothing to Say...
And if it wasn't for the circumstance and well against all odds
Well that's enough for feeling great, the best we could have got
And just in case there's something wrong so much with you to share
Much better anyways than watch or stroll 'round everywhere

Nothing to say
We got it there
A long, long way
Right in our hands

Nothing to say...
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Sunday, March 27, 2005

That time of year...
...when I go to my grandmother's for Easter dinner. So, if anyone cares, I'm not gonna be home all day, and when I am, I won't be on the computer. So, |=uc|< 0|=|=, n00bs!
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Friday, March 25, 2005

I'm.....FREAKIN' OUT!!
Oh my god, I am bored. I've been playing my bass for like 2 days straight now...I mean, it's awesome but, come on, too much of a good thing, is an awesome thing, but too much of an awesome thing, is...stupid. I miss seeing my friends from school. Yet, I like not having classes. Ugh.
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