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Sabbath Bloody Sabbath Black Sabbath You've seen life through distorted eyes You know you had to learn The execution of your mind You really had to turn The race is run the book is read The end begins to show The truth is out, the lies are old But you don't want to know Nobody will ever let you know When you ask the reasons why They just tell you that you're on your own Fill your head all full of lies The people who have crippled you You want to see them burn The gates of life have closed on you And now there's just no return You're wishing that the hands of doom Could take your mind away And you don't care if you don't see again The light of day You bastards! Where can you run to What more can you do No more tomorrow Life is killing you Dreams turn to nightmares Heaven turns to hell Burned out confusion Nothing more to tell Everything around you What's it coming to God knows as your dog knows Bog blast all of you Sabbath Bloody Sabbath Nothing more to ...1045 days ago
1050 days ago
Swords In The Wind (Manowar) I surrender my soul Odin hear my call One day I'll sit beside your throne In Valhalla's great hall Like so many before me I'll die with honor and pride The right of the warrior Forever to fight by your side Send a sign, raise the sail Wave a last goodbye Destiny is calling Immortality be mine Call the witch to cast the runes Weave a magic spell We who die in battle are born Not for heaven, not for hell We are sons of Odin The fire we burn inside Is the legacy of warrior kings Who reign above in the sky I will lead the charge My sword into the wind Sons of Odin fight To die and live again Viking ships cross the sea In cold wind and rain Sail into the black of night Magic stars our guiding light Today the blood of battle Upon my weapons will never dry Many I'll send into the ground Laughing as they die Place my body on a ship And burn it on the sea Let my spirit rise Valkiries carry me Take me to Valhalla Where ...1057 days ago
El otro día vagando por internet (a decir verdad, buscando una rola) me encontré con el siguiente texto, el cual me pareció interesante y aunque no le otorgo toda la razón al escritor, creo que es posible sacar provechosas conclusiones de esto: A LA CHINGADA CON EL "METAL COCHINO" O "HARD PORK" El legendario Porky Pig... una de las grandes influencias del Hard Pork El grindcore, gore, noise o como le quieran llamar es una porquería. La música suena como un taladro de los que se usan para abrir el pavimento de las calles y los "vocalistas" suenan como el sonido de las tazas de baño cuando se baja la palanca. Mezclado con el sonido que hacen los cerdos (que no recuerdo como se le llama... como el gato maulla, el perro ladra, los cerdos... ¿? ...bueno, algunos cantan jejeje). El caso es que este sí es auténtico ruido. No es arte para nada. Y no le llamo ruido en esa forma pendeja en que los ...



