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RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Q11 - 08-08-2019 14:42
Kes raha ja nii tahab...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dBYx-w60lG0
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Vesilik - 08-08-2019 14:46
Veel meeleolumuusikat
Movimiento Alterado - Sanguinarios del M1
With goat horn and bazooka on the neck
Flying heads whoever crosses
We are bloodthirsty, crazy well waved
We like to kill
To give up, we are the best
Always in caravan, all my plebada
Well wired, armored and ready
To execute
With a private call they are activated
The high levels of the accelerators
Of torture, bullets and explosions
To control
People get scared and never wonder
If you see the commands, when they happen
All encased, well hooded and well camouflaged
And there goes Gabriel.
They go demonized, very well commanded
Ready and to order, to make a mess
To make the cons suffer and die until agonized
They go and make pieces, people with bullets
Rafagas continuous, that do not end
Sharp knife, crossed horn
To slaughter
They bring mind of several revolutionaries
Like pancho villa, fighting in guerrilla
Cleaning the ground, with bazooka and horn
What do they rumble
El Macho forward, with the commander
To end with blots, all the Antrax virus
Violent team, bloody work
To traumatize
I am number 1, of code M1
Backed by May and El Chapo
The JT always, present and pending
Pa 'your apollo give
I will keep growing, there are more people walking
For a reason I am the respected Waving
Manuel Torres Fèlix my name
And greetings to Culiacan
As a guest with the movement altered
Pure Twins
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Vesilik - 09-08-2019 22:14
Lonesome Wyatt and the Holy Spooks - The Golden Rule
On a cold winter night
With the moon big and bright
As the town lay asleep in their beds
Near the old rusted gate
By the side of the lake
Lay Mary with an axe in her head
In the morning they found
Her sad withered bones
Some children just walking to school
They screamed at the sight
In the strange morning light
And whispered the golden rule
Poor Mary Moore her short life is o'er
She will do unto them what they did to her
Then Mary did rise
Wiped the blood from her eyes
And told them to follow her lead
They got right in line
And they stumbled behind
For this girl they would do any deed
From house to stone house
They wandered about
And slaughtered whomever they'd see
Woman or man
Their mothers their dads
Without hesitation or grief
Poor Mary Moore her short life is o'er
She will do unto them what they did to her
Then Mary did grin
Took an axe in her hand
And chopped down the children like weeds
She had to be sure
So she murdered them all
'Til the blood did pour through the streets
And I know you have seen
Like the haunt of a dream
This girl so fair and unclean
Teaching the youth
Forever the truth
This world is vicious and mean
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - isemaag - 13-08-2019 16:13
Venelaste rahvushümn:
Ленинград-Мы За Все Хорошее
https://youtu.be/0ZAhL7dlNww
Sõnad:
Мы за всё хорошее, против всей хуйни,
По лугам некошеным чтобы шли ступни.
Чтобы везде бошила правда, а не ложь,
Мы за всё хорошее, нас не наебёшь!
Мы за всё хорошее, а вы за говно,
Вьётесь, словно коршуны, ждёте уж давно,
Что падут головушки в золотую рожь,
Мы за всё хорошее, нас не наебёшь!
Припев:
Мы за всё хорошее!
Мы за хорошее!
Мы за хорошее!
Нас не ебёшь!
Мы за всё хорошее, против всей хуйни,
С каждым днём всё больше нас, а вы всё одни.
Разумом вы брошены, вам уж не понять,
Кто за всё хорошее, тех не наебать!
Suur rahvas, suured väesõnad. Lihtsalt geniaalsed sõnad.
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Vesilik - 14-08-2019 14:40
Legion sings - "Mother" By Pink Floyd
Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb?
Mother do you think they'll like this song?
Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls?
Mother should I build the wall?
Mother should I run for president?
Mother should I trust the government?
Mother will they put me in the firing line?
Mother am I really dying?
Hush now baby, baby, dont you cry.
Mother's gonna make all your nightmares come true.
Mother's gonna put all her fears into you.
Mother's gonna keep you right here under her wing.
She wont let you fly, but she might let you sing.
Mama will keep baby cozy and warm.
Ooooh baby ooooh baby oooooh baby,
Of course mama'll help to build the wall.
Mother do you think she's good enough -- to me?
Mother do you think she's dangerous -- to me?
Mother will she tear your little boy apart?
Mother will she break my heart?
Hush now baby, baby dont you cry.
Mama's gonna check out all your girlfriends for you.
Mama wont let anyone dirty get through.
Mama's gonna wait up until you get in.
Mama will always find out where you've been.
Mama's gonna keep baby healthy and clean.
Ooooh baby oooh baby oooh baby,
You'll always be baby to me.
Mother, did it need to be so high?
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Vesilik - 14-08-2019 19:29
Falkenbach - heathenpride
Once a mighty king ruled in a northern land
His enemies he fought with steel and iron hand.
So many tales were told, his name a glorious sound,
"god-like he is" they said, and by no christian laws was
Bound.
Long ago in a northern land...
One day they came across the nordic sea,
The man of the cross and camped beside a tree
Which was called a sacred one for all thy heathen hearts,
Where sacrifices were given to their northern forefathers
Gods...
The elder and wise men amongst them
Watched distrustful to all those
Of the foreign men with their swords in hand
...And the mighty tree was felled...
Some days gone by and the elder men disappointed,
They found a grave with a wooden cross upon.
So they all gathered at a place near the sea at night,
They all sat around their king, and a campfire gave it's
Light...
First words were spoken by a maiden of great beauty,
She whispered silent words to Freya and began to speak.
Her iceblue eyes filled with tears as she told them all what
Happened
In the woods three days ago when two christian men raped
Her body...
Many people told what happened and what was done by the
Christian men;
A girl was burned and three farmers died, nine children were
Never seen again...
The king drew his sword and saddled his black horse,
They gave a sacrifice to Odin and to Tyr, the Gods of their
War,
That might before the morning of...
REVENGE!!!
The stars were shining from a dark black sky,
Their swords reflected the light of the moon,
Their torches burned red, the flames blazed up high,
The hour of their raid will come soon...
REVENGE!!!
As the sun at last arose crimson, beyond the nordic sea,
They all stood in armour, with helmet and sword,
And with certainty of what was forever will be...
...A furore normannorum libera nos domine...
The bells of the christian churches tolled,
Woke them up so much to late,
Two ravens high above watched this bloody deeds
When the steel becomes their fate...
After hours the most of the christian men
By the northmen all were slayed,
The sun high above was shining bright
That day of heathenpride...
Marduk - Castrum Doloris
Perceive how our shadow and movitz mon frere
Within a darkness en closes
How gold and purple in the shovel there
To gravel and rags disposes
From his torment river charon waves
And three times thereafter the digger of graves
Ended it all this your last groan
Therefore movitz come do what I grave
Help raise our sisters? tombstone
Oh that wistful and forgotten place
Under the branches that hushes
Where time and death one hideous face
Unites into ashes
You who never once by envy was struck
Although your time came when you ran out of luck
Amongst the graves always narrows
Enemy there armed with face carved in rock
Gently breaking ones arrows
The little Bell tolling the grand Bells
Groan
Cantor with flowers in the gate
And with the Bellowing prayer like
Tone
Hallows those who met their fate
Path that leads up to this grand yard
Of tombs
Tramples on roses fading yellowing
Bloom
Moulding hoardings and biers
Until this long black clad row of doom
Deeply bows down in tears
Past on to rest fistfight and ball
Gone is the love of your life
At where the grass yet don't grow at all
You look back at your buried wife
She from wine and liquor parted today
And with her all the joy that kept death away
Bottle who will now command thee?
Thirsty was she now have become deaths prey
We are all thirsty as can be.
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Mannu - 14-08-2019 23:14
Surma hääl: asteegi "surmavile", üks väga võikalt ja hirmutavalt kõlav instrument.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uV4UJdoPcHk
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Mannu - 17-08-2019 17:49
(17-08-2019 09:26 )Minaelan Kirjutas: Ma pakun, et see oli Mannu lemmikmeloodia, miks ta muidu seda siinses teemas esitles.Lemmik või mitte, aga mingi haige külgetõmme sellel lool oli, mis sundis seda ikka ja jälle kuulama. Õhtune aeg oli, ja ikka nägin halva une selle peale ära. Arvasin küll, et ei mõju. Inimohverdustel olla seda kasutatud; kui siia liita kopal-vaigu ekstaatiline lõhn, siis tuleb kokku karm ja julm "kokteil", mille üheks ülesandeks võis olla ka kergendada preestril ohvri hinge saatmist "kõige kõrgemasse taevasse" - kuhu lisaks ohvrina surnutele pääsesid ka sünnitusel surnud naised ja lahingutes hukkunud. Karm maailm oli sealkandis. Veidi sarnane viikingite Valhalla ja sõjamehekultuuriga ning Jaapani surmakultustega.
Asteekidel (ja ka teistel selle piirkonna rahvastel) oli suur valik igasuguseid erinevaid vilesid, alates meilegi tuttavast linnukujulisest okariinost.
Tsitaat:,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,Ilmselt sama, mis enne selle kuulamistki.
No vaatasin ja kuulasin. Mis edasi saab?
Mul on majanaaber ka üks tädike, kes aegajalt kujutleb, et kõik teda tappa tahavad. No peab alles enesetähtsus olema, et niimoodi arvata. Muidu on tore tädike, silmad on nagu Jelena Blavatskajal.
Lisan veel, et see madal jube vile on midagi üldinimlikult õudset, sest seda heli on kasutatud õudusfilmides, nt Spielbergi "Lõugades" (The Jaws) hiigelhai rünnakut saadab taustal sarnane madal heli. (nagu hai möirgaks
)
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Mannu - 17-08-2019 19:35
Selle juurde annan ma küll hoiatuse, et pikemaakjaline kuulamine (üle 10 min) omal vastutusel. Ma aastaid tagasi olin üks öö üksi kodus ja kuulasin kõik 10 tundi jutti. Ärge tehke järgi.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t9eIL3bauuw
Гипножаба 10 часов! (Hypnotoad 10 hours) HQ
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Q11 - 17-08-2019 19:45
"Ma aastaid tagasi olin üks öö üksi kodus ja kuulasin kõik 10 tundi jutti"
hehehe...küll Sa Mannu oskad ikka nalja teha...
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Vesilik - 17-08-2019 23:20
The Darkness - Rock and Roll Deserves to Die
Dressed up in the emperor's old clothes
And they're pulling at a thread
Naked with your empty heart exposed
You will wish that you were dead
You fooled us all
More buck less bang
When the verdict is returned
You will surely hang
Rock and roll your time has finally come
I am afraid you must die
Rock and roll your time has finally come
Now I'm afraid you must die
Rock and roll deserves to die
Rock and roll deserves to die
All of us have built a house of cards
In the eye of a storm
Charlatans all tattoos and no scars
Nothing real to perform
You will lose your head
When judgement is passed
Tied your colours
To a sinking galleon's mast
Rock and roll your time has finally come
I am afraid you must die
Rock and roll your time has finally come
Now I'm afraid you must die
Deserves to die
Rock and roll deserves to die
Deserves to die
Rock and roll deserves to die
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Eithea - 30-08-2019 21:12
Taak - Linnadesööja
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - isemaag - 10-09-2019 10:32
Laulusõnad
Только когда плывешь против течения,
Понимаешь, чего стоит свободное мнение,
Звенья собираются в длинные цепочки,
Линия жизни становится точкой,
Строчки и дни, стишок за стишком,
Шьют твоё дело с душой и огоньком,
Здесь за решеткой начальник полковник,
Моя свобода – это радиоприемник.
Я свободен – словно птица в небесах,
Я свободен – я забыл что значит страх.
Быть другим – это значит быть всегда одному,
Выбираешь что тебе: суму, или тюрьму,
Никому просто так не дается свобода
Из неё нет выхода и в неё нет входа.
Сода для того, чтобы чай был черней
Понятно? Тогда и себе налей.
Я участвую в каком-то сидячем марафоне,
Хорошо есть приёмник в магнитофоне.
Я свободен – словно птица в небесах,
Я свободен – я забыл что значит страх.
Чай, папиросы, ответы на вопросы,
Допросы, опять допросы,
Мой приемник – односторонняя связь,
Тире и точки – арабская вязь,
Я не могу сказать, но зато я слышу,
Я видел как крыса становится мышью,
То, что не стереть, как сильно ни три,
Свобода – это то, что у меня внутри.
Я свободен – словно птица в небесах,
Я свободен – я забыл, что значит страх.
Свобода – это то, что у тебя внутри...
Ленинград — Свобода
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cNIsYaHxsUc
Kas uuesti sündinud Võssotski uuel tasemel? Kuupäevad ei klapi ta mineku ja uuestisünni kohalt. Venelaste hing ja Inimeste ärataja.
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - NelliN2 - 10-09-2019 19:10
Ühe loo kaks versiooni :,,The sound of silence,,
Seda teist lugu lastakse vahel videodes iseteadlikele räpparitele .
Päris hea on vaadata ,kuidas fa-fa vennad loo lõpu poole näost natuke ära langevad.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f7McpVPlidc
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u9Dg-g7t2l4
Ei ole paranormaalne ,lugu aga see teema siin on sellest juba ammu väga kaugel.
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Vesilik - 14-09-2019 20:14
Jerusalem Mules - Jesse James
Death Roots Podcast #3 (Dark Country, Folk, Americana, Blues)
01) Drop Jaw John - Death Train (0:00)
02) Beelzebub Jones - A Vision of Beauty and Destruction (4:57)
03) Deadwood Drifters - The Fright (9:50)
04) Henry Derek Elis - M.O.M. (14:52)
05) Red Neckromancer - Blood of My Blood (20:46)
06) Alexander Joe Winterbone - Some Kind of Hell (27:08)
07) JB Nelson - The wind was cold but the blood was Warm (30:50)
08) Those Poor Bastards and Skelton - Black Dog Yodel (Acoustic) (35:13)
09) Carcass Brook - Killers Blood (38:20)
10) Slim Wild Boar - Fake (42:07)
11) Mamagigi's - Intro (47:54)
12) Big John Bates: Noirchestra - Stay the Course (50:51)
13) Angry Johnny And The Killbillies - Devil Outside The Door (53:57)
14) Suffering, Praying Hands - Pull Me Back From Hell (59:59)
15) Guido & Maurizio De Angelis - Wolf (1:03:54)
16) Vivita And The Sufferings - Somewhere In The Swamps (1:07:38)
17) L'ira dell'Agnello - A Moth (1:11:10)
18) Black Toska - Demon´s Catcher (1:16:35)
19) Half Deaf Clatch - Made Of Stars (1:18:58)
20) Nomotion - The Long Morrow (1:22:01)
21) EvilMrSod - Murder Ballad (1:25:59)
22) Burn in Hell - Dem Worms (1:28:59)
23) Acousta Noir - Tempest (1:32:35)
24) OldBoy Of The Fens - Wolf And Moon (1:35:36)
25) Trash Bats - Family Business [Single Version] (1:39:22)
26) Them Muddy Brothers - Letting The Cattle Sleep (1:41:45)
27) Morgue Poetry - Apocalypse (1:46:09)
28) Johnny Unheimlich - In The Black (1:51:30)
29) Ennio Morricone - Autostop (1:57:10)
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - NelliN2 - 20-09-2019 16:18
,,Space is fake.,,
Mõned huvitavad kaadrid videos.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WcqKUhU0WDc
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - paadikapten - 21-09-2019 22:45
Vahelduseks viskan siia paar lugu lennukamat haussi.
Tahaks saada rikkaks... osta endale raju paadi... ja siis house-muusika saatel rallida nii sileda vee peal:
...kui ka hulludes lainetes:
Eriti muhe oleks muidugi mõne tulnukate alusega kütta maapinnast puulatvade kõrgusel nii umbes 10 000 km/h. Seda me vist selles elus kogeda ei saa. Maine tehnoloogia on sellistel kiirustel alles eksperimentaalfaasis ja ufokad meil siin "lennukirenti" ei ava.
10000 km/h kõrvalt vaadatuna:
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Vesilik - 02-10-2019 19:32
Those Poor Bastards - Crooked Man
I am a crooked man bent down by sin
I am a crooked man bent down by sin
Flood waters rising fast (Oh, lord!)
Dead bodies floating past (Floatin' by!)
Tornadoes swooping down (Right down!)
Out of Satan's Jeweled Crown (Oh, lord!)
I had a date tonight (Yes, sir!)
With a gal from out of state (Oh, lord!)
Her Daddy was a policeman (That's right!)
Had himself a police badge (Oh, boy!)
He said I'm doomed to fail (Why's that?)
Said his daughter’s better off in jail
I am a crooked man bent down by sin
I am a crooked man bent down by sin
My uncle was a Christian Man (Oh, lord!)
But the Lord didn't give a damn (No, boys!)
He lived sick and homeless (So poor!)
When he died I didn't even notice (No, sir!)
Me I only got one belief (What's that?)
Everything's worse than it seems (Oh, lord!)
I’m a Doomsday Preacher boy
Get your bucket it's time to cry
I am a crooked man bent down by sin
I am a crooked man bent down by sin
To other folks I cannot relate
I could try but I ain't
People just want fancy cars
Fancy house, expensive clothes
Fuck that shit, it's fucking wrong (Yeah, boy!)
All I want is to live real long (How long?)
I want to watch by body decay (Oh, boy!)
My health suffer and my hair turn gray (Yeah, boy!)
Then the Devil can take me away
Yeah Satan you can have your way
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Fenkol - 06-10-2019 16:47
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CLxpgRqxtEA&feature=youtu.be
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Vesilik - 07-10-2019 17:00
Riding with general "hard ass" Custer.
Johnny Cash - Custer
Now, I will tell you, buster, that I ain't a fan of Custer's
And the General, he don't ride well anymore
To some, he was a hero, but to me, his score was zero
And the General, he don't ride well anymore
Now, Custer done his fighting without too much exciting
And the General, he don't ride well anymore
General Custer come in pumping when the men were out a-hunting
But the General, he don't ride well anymore
With victories he was swimming: he killed children, dogs, and women
But the General, he don't ride well anymore
Crazy Horse sent out the call to Sitting Bull and Gall
And the General, he don't ride well anymore
Now, Custer split his men ― well, he won't do that again
'Cause the General, he don't ride well anymore
Twelve thousand warriors waited, they were unanticipated
And the General, he don't ride well anymore
It's not called an Indian victory but a bloody massacre
And the General, he don't ride well anymore
There might have been more enthusing if us Indians had been losing
But the General, he don't ride well anymore
General George A. Custer, oh, his yellow hair had luster
But the General, he don't ride well anymore
For now the General's silent, he got barbered violent
And the General, he can't ride well anymore
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - 333 - 09-10-2019 11:00
Skuggsjá - Kvervandi https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0v-I0d_EKn0
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - paadikapten - 02-11-2019 23:06
Kas just paranormaalsusest, aga paranormaalsusesse suundub küll.
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Vesilik - 03-11-2019 18:02
MARILYN MANSON :: This Is Halloween
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - paadikapten - 05-11-2019 09:39
Ja taas hausiteema.
RE: Muusika paranormaalsusest - Vesilik - 08-11-2019 12:39
Dark Funeral - King Antichrist (Subtitulos Español)
This is the story of the Antichrist's son
Born from the union of two
Not from a virgin alone, as for god
The son of perdition, he will be born in sin
Like the great serpent, in the wayside he sits
Waiting to wound those who justice's path walks
They will be killed in an agonizing death
Struck with the poison of his wickedness
God - he raises the lowly, our king - he casts them out
Instead of condemning all the sinners, they will be magnified
Sin stand for beauty, sin stands for life
Sexual sin is every man's right
He will exalt the wicked of man
Our king - the Antichrist
Just as the lord and redeemer foresaw
A suitable place for his son to be born
So did the devil, he knew a place
From which all evil could root
It was Babylon
He will come to Jerusalem with various tortures
And slay all the Christians he cannot convert to his cause
He'll destroy the human race as far as he can
And on the last day
He will destroy himself
God - he raises the lowly, our king - he casts them out
Instead of condemning all the sinners, they will be magnified
Sin stand for beauty, sin stands for life
Sexual sin is every man's right
He will exalt the wicked of man
Our king - the Antichrist
Sin stand for beauty, sin stands for life
Sexual sin is every man's right
He will exalt the wicked of man
Our king - the Antichrist