A melhor letra de música que jamais leram...
DIMMU BORGIR
Mourning Palace
Daylight has finally reached it's end
As evenfall strikes into the sky
Far away in the dark glimpsing moonlight
Sickening souls cry out in pain
Whispering voices summoning screams
Waiting for Satan to bless their sins
Blackhearted angels fallen from grace
Possessed by the search for utter darkness
Hear the cries from the Mourning Palace
Feel the gloom of restless spirits
Hear the screams from the Mouring Palace
Feel the doom of haunting chants
Eternal is their lives in misery
Eternal is their lives in grief
Abandoned in a void of nothingness
A chain of anger, a fetter of despair
In this garden of depraved beings
This unsacred place of helpless ones
Satan blessed the creatures
Inswathed them in endless night
Whispering voices, summoning screams
Waiting for Satan to bless their sins
Blackhearted angels fallen from grace
Possessed by the search for utter darkness
Mourning Palace
Daylight has finally reached it's end
As evenfall strikes into the sky
Far away in the dark glimpsing moonlight
Sickening souls cry out in pain
Whispering voices summoning screams
Waiting for Satan to bless their sins
Blackhearted angels fallen from grace
Possessed by the search for utter darkness
Hear the cries from the Mourning Palace
Feel the gloom of restless spirits
Hear the screams from the Mouring Palace
Feel the doom of haunting chants
Eternal is their lives in misery
Eternal is their lives in grief
Abandoned in a void of nothingness
A chain of anger, a fetter of despair
In this garden of depraved beings
This unsacred place of helpless ones
Satan blessed the creatures
Inswathed them in endless night
Whispering voices, summoning screams
Waiting for Satan to bless their sins
Blackhearted angels fallen from grace
Possessed by the search for utter darkness
One last goodbye
Esta música deixa-me completamente em suspenso. Dedicada à mãe dos irmãos Cavanagh dos Anathema. Além da letra toda a música deixa-nos numa ânsia de perda... Já me disseram que ouvir em acústico arrebata lágrimas...
One Last Goodbye
How I needed you
How I grieve now you’re gone
In my dreams I see you
I awake so alone
I know you didn’t want to leave
Your heart yearned to stay
But the strength I always loved in you finally gave way
Somehow I knew you would leave me this way
Somehow I knew you could never stay
And in the early morning light
After a silent, peaceful night
You took my heart away and my being
In my dreams I can see you
I can tell you how I feel
In my dreams I can hold you
And it feels so real
I still feel the pain
I still feel your love
And somehow I knew you could never never stay
And somehow I knew you would leave me
And in the early morning light
After a silent, peaceful night
You took my heart away
Oh I wish, I wish you could have stayed

One Last Goodbye
How I needed you
How I grieve now you’re gone
In my dreams I see you
I awake so alone
I know you didn’t want to leave
Your heart yearned to stay
But the strength I always loved in you finally gave way
Somehow I knew you would leave me this way
Somehow I knew you could never stay
And in the early morning light
After a silent, peaceful night
You took my heart away and my being
In my dreams I can see you
I can tell you how I feel
In my dreams I can hold you
And it feels so real
I still feel the pain
I still feel your love
And somehow I knew you could never never stay
And somehow I knew you would leave me
And in the early morning light
After a silent, peaceful night
You took my heart away
Oh I wish, I wish you could have stayed
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A letra que jamais li?.....hmm...creio que ainda deve estar a ser escrita, sendo assim. Lembro-me de a ler como se fosse ontem
Mas uma das letras que gosto é o Angelica de Anathema até mais por causa da música (após tantos anos ainda me dá arrepios...):
Angelica
Where are you tonight?
Wild flower in starlit heaven
Still enchanted in flight
Obsessions lament to freedom
A timeless word, the meanings changed
But I'm still burning in your flames,
Incessant, lustral masquerade,
Unengaged, dimlit love didn't taste the same
And I still wonder if you ever wonder the same
And I still wonder...

Mas uma das letras que gosto é o Angelica de Anathema até mais por causa da música (após tantos anos ainda me dá arrepios...):
Angelica
Where are you tonight?
Wild flower in starlit heaven
Still enchanted in flight
Obsessions lament to freedom
A timeless word, the meanings changed
But I'm still burning in your flames,
Incessant, lustral masquerade,
Unengaged, dimlit love didn't taste the same
And I still wonder if you ever wonder the same
And I still wonder...
Megadeth - In My Darkest Hour
In my hour of need
Ha you're not there
And though I reached out for you
Wouldn't lend a hand
Through the darkest hour
Grace did not shine on me
It feels so cold, very cold
No one cares for me
Did you ever think I get lonely
Did you ever think that I needed love
Did you ever think to stop thinking
You're the only one that I'm thinking of
You'll never know how hard I tried
To find my space and satisfy you too
Things will be better when I'm dead and gone
Don't try to understand, knowing you I'm probably wrong
But oh how I lived my life for you
Still you'd turn away
Now as I die for you
My flesh still crawls as I breathe your name
All these years I thought I was wrong
Now I know it was you
Raise your head raise your face your eyes
Tell me who you think you are, who ?
I walk, I walk alone
Into the promised land
There's a better place for me
But it's far, far away
Everlasting life for me
In a perfect world
But I gotta die first
Please God send me on my way
Time has a way of taking time
Loneliness is not only felt by fools
Alone I call to ease the pain
Yearning to be held by you, alone, so alone, I'm lost
Consumed by the pain
The pain, the pain, the pain
Won't you hold me again
You just laughed, ha, ha, bitch
My whole life is work built on the past
But the time has come when all things shall pass
This good thing passed away
In my darkest hour
In my hour of need
Ha you're not there
And though I reached out for you
Wouldn't lend a hand
Through the darkest hour
Grace did not shine on me
It feels so cold, very cold
No one cares for me
Did you ever think I get lonely
Did you ever think that I needed love
Did you ever think to stop thinking
You're the only one that I'm thinking of
You'll never know how hard I tried
To find my space and satisfy you too
Things will be better when I'm dead and gone
Don't try to understand, knowing you I'm probably wrong
But oh how I lived my life for you
Still you'd turn away
Now as I die for you
My flesh still crawls as I breathe your name
All these years I thought I was wrong
Now I know it was you
Raise your head raise your face your eyes
Tell me who you think you are, who ?
I walk, I walk alone
Into the promised land
There's a better place for me
But it's far, far away
Everlasting life for me
In a perfect world
But I gotta die first
Please God send me on my way
Time has a way of taking time
Loneliness is not only felt by fools
Alone I call to ease the pain
Yearning to be held by you, alone, so alone, I'm lost
Consumed by the pain
The pain, the pain, the pain
Won't you hold me again
You just laughed, ha, ha, bitch
My whole life is work built on the past
But the time has come when all things shall pass
This good thing passed away
In my darkest hour
Acho que é só para colocar uma, mas esta tinha de vir:
Bathory - Hammerheart
Now that the wind called my name
And my star had faded now hardly a glimpse up in the empty space
And the wise one-eyed great father in the sky stilled my flame
For the ones who stood me near
And you few who were me dear
I ask of thee to have no doubts and no fears
For when the great clouds fills the air
And the thunder roars from o, so far away up in the sky
Then for sure you will know that I have reached the joyous hall up high
With my bloodbrothers at side
All sons of father with one eye
We were all born in the land of the blood on ice
And now you all who might hear my song
Brought to you by the northern wind have no fear
Though the night may seem so everlasting and forever dark
There will come a golden dawn
At ends of nights for all yee on whom
Upon the northstar always shines
The vast gates to hall up high
Shall stand open wide and welcome you with all its within
And Oden shall hail us bearers of a pounding hammerheart
Bathory - Hammerheart
Now that the wind called my name
And my star had faded now hardly a glimpse up in the empty space
And the wise one-eyed great father in the sky stilled my flame
For the ones who stood me near
And you few who were me dear
I ask of thee to have no doubts and no fears
For when the great clouds fills the air
And the thunder roars from o, so far away up in the sky
Then for sure you will know that I have reached the joyous hall up high
With my bloodbrothers at side
All sons of father with one eye
We were all born in the land of the blood on ice
And now you all who might hear my song
Brought to you by the northern wind have no fear
Though the night may seem so everlasting and forever dark
There will come a golden dawn
At ends of nights for all yee on whom
Upon the northstar always shines
The vast gates to hall up high
Shall stand open wide and welcome you with all its within
And Oden shall hail us bearers of a pounding hammerheart
VAMOS FUGIR
[Adolfo Luxúria Canibal / António Rafael]
tenho os passos vigiados no labirinto das notícias. das estatísticas não consigo escapar. quimeras mercantis e mexericos mediáticos invadem-me a solidão. a realidade não existe. a fuga é para lado nenhum. tive uma ideia, tive uma ideia, vamos fugir! tive uma ideia, tive uma ideia, foge comigo! tive uma ideia, tive uma ideia, vamos fugir! tive uma ideia, tive uma ideia, foge comigo! a informação está em toda a parte. mil olhos nos vigiam. ninguém sabe quem dá as ordens. mas elas cumprem-se. a teelvisão transmite-nos a realidade, transmite-nos as ordens. eu cumpro. a única fuga é a loucura. tive uma ideia, tive uma ideia, vamos fugir! tive uma ideia, tive uma ideia, foge comigo! tive uma ideia, tive uma ideia, vamos fugir! tive uma ideia, tive uma ideia, foge comigo! tenho um grilo falante um grilo falante um pateta desastrado desastrado um cavaleiro andante cavaleiro andante um pardal alucinado pardal alucinado tenho uma top-model uma top-model um vingador implacável implacável tenho um prémio Nobel tenho um prémio Nobel uma amante insaciável insaciável tenho um serial killer tenho um serial killer tenho deus disfarçado deus disfarçado sou o maior dealer sou o maior dealer que se encontra no mercado
[Adolfo Luxúria Canibal / António Rafael]
tenho os passos vigiados no labirinto das notícias. das estatísticas não consigo escapar. quimeras mercantis e mexericos mediáticos invadem-me a solidão. a realidade não existe. a fuga é para lado nenhum. tive uma ideia, tive uma ideia, vamos fugir! tive uma ideia, tive uma ideia, foge comigo! tive uma ideia, tive uma ideia, vamos fugir! tive uma ideia, tive uma ideia, foge comigo! a informação está em toda a parte. mil olhos nos vigiam. ninguém sabe quem dá as ordens. mas elas cumprem-se. a teelvisão transmite-nos a realidade, transmite-nos as ordens. eu cumpro. a única fuga é a loucura. tive uma ideia, tive uma ideia, vamos fugir! tive uma ideia, tive uma ideia, foge comigo! tive uma ideia, tive uma ideia, vamos fugir! tive uma ideia, tive uma ideia, foge comigo! tenho um grilo falante um grilo falante um pateta desastrado desastrado um cavaleiro andante cavaleiro andante um pardal alucinado pardal alucinado tenho uma top-model uma top-model um vingador implacável implacável tenho um prémio Nobel tenho um prémio Nobel uma amante insaciável insaciável tenho um serial killer tenho um serial killer tenho deus disfarçado deus disfarçado sou o maior dealer sou o maior dealer que se encontra no mercado
THE GATHERING
"Black Light District" (tinha q escolher uma....
)
Blaming global infection
for the illness in him
Little knowledge of the non-affection
between him and his kin
Old, grey, bitter, anxious and collapsed
Like a wallflower once blooming
Withered to apparent death
Blaming the guilt
Crying the tears
Torture the pain
Leaving the emptiness behind
Apparently he had no reason
To harbour the trust
He'd forsaken inside.
Apparently he left his reasons
Forsaken the trust
that harboured within
Walk, I cannot walk
For I am blind, blinded I am
By the pitch of dark, so dark is it
The narrow street, never ending narrow
Clogs my throat
Silently I try,
Try to walk, blinded by the pitch
The narrow darkness, clogs the street
I am speechless
I am speechless
Fear puts a rush on my steps
As I stare into the spinning depth
The end is not near the sight that I am hoping for
And all the light that paves the way for me
Is the wish and will for the end to see
The bright light is the end of the black light district
"Black Light District" (tinha q escolher uma....

Blaming global infection
for the illness in him
Little knowledge of the non-affection
between him and his kin
Old, grey, bitter, anxious and collapsed
Like a wallflower once blooming
Withered to apparent death
Blaming the guilt
Crying the tears
Torture the pain
Leaving the emptiness behind
Apparently he had no reason
To harbour the trust
He'd forsaken inside.
Apparently he left his reasons
Forsaken the trust
that harboured within
Walk, I cannot walk
For I am blind, blinded I am
By the pitch of dark, so dark is it
The narrow street, never ending narrow
Clogs my throat
Silently I try,
Try to walk, blinded by the pitch
The narrow darkness, clogs the street
I am speechless
I am speechless
Fear puts a rush on my steps
As I stare into the spinning depth
The end is not near the sight that I am hoping for
And all the light that paves the way for me
Is the wish and will for the end to see
The bright light is the end of the black light district
Nutella® is a creamy, chocolaty hazelnut spread that tastes great any time of day 

Heroin
I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I have made the big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death
And you can't help me now, you guys
And all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
In a sailor's suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man can not be free
Of all of the evils of this town
And of himself, and those around
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off and dead
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jim's in this town
And all the politicians makin' crazy sounds
And everybody puttin' everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds
'Cause when the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
Ah, when the heroin is in my blood
And that blood is in my head
Then thank God that I'm as good as dead
Then thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess I just don't know
With love, The Velvet Underground
I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I have made the big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death
And you can't help me now, you guys
And all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
In a sailor's suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man can not be free
Of all of the evils of this town
And of himself, and those around
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off and dead
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jim's in this town
And all the politicians makin' crazy sounds
And everybody puttin' everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds
'Cause when the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
Ah, when the heroin is in my blood
And that blood is in my head
Then thank God that I'm as good as dead
Then thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess I just don't know
With love, The Velvet Underground
Uma que , não sendo liricamente excelente, tem uma mensagem espectacular:
Farsa Nacionalista
Ratos de Porão
Composição: João Gordo
Seu orgulho é totalmente sem sentido
Se trabalha como um animal
E vive como um cão.
Isso reprsenta algum tipo de sensacionalismo
Cópia mal tirada
Contradição.
Farsa Nacionalista
Farsa Nacionalista.
A pátria armada nas mãos dessa cambada
De extrema direita
T.F.P.
Ficará manipulada por burgueses moralistas
E não há lugar
Para você.
Farsa Nacionalista
Farsa Nacionalista.
Não sabe o que faz
Não sabe o que diz
Você não tem razão
Pra lamber tanto esse país.
Não pense que você
É uma solução
Violência e estupidez
Aqui sempre existiu
Aqui ninguém tem culpa
Se o país está na merda
Você está deixando
Isso aqui muito pior.
Farsa Nacionalista
Ratos de Porão
Composição: João Gordo
Seu orgulho é totalmente sem sentido
Se trabalha como um animal
E vive como um cão.
Isso reprsenta algum tipo de sensacionalismo
Cópia mal tirada
Contradição.
Farsa Nacionalista
Farsa Nacionalista.
A pátria armada nas mãos dessa cambada
De extrema direita
T.F.P.
Ficará manipulada por burgueses moralistas
E não há lugar
Para você.
Farsa Nacionalista
Farsa Nacionalista.
Não sabe o que faz
Não sabe o que diz
Você não tem razão
Pra lamber tanto esse país.
Não pense que você
É uma solução
Violência e estupidez
Aqui sempre existiu
Aqui ninguém tem culpa
Se o país está na merda
Você está deixando
Isso aqui muito pior.
Grimner Escreveu:
Entre muitas outras deste escritor, o meu preferido em todo o Metal: Martin Walkyier.
Não conseguiria colocar apenas uma.
Concordo a 100%
O homem é um génio das letras!! Consegue fazer algo bastante difícil que é fazer as letras transmitirem uma mensagem concreta e serem bonitas ao mesmo tempo.
"Life's really A chocolate box- some do without - others have plenty. It sticks in My throat - My stomach's in knots, while Your box is So full - mine's perpetually empty ... "
Eu gostava também das letras de Dark Tranquility ( do The Mind's Eye ) , mas tinham um problema ... eram do mais abstracto possível ... ele era átomos a voar, era poeira reluzente a voar ... palavras bonitas mas não ficava a perceber nada ...
Havia momentos lúcidos que eram muito fixes:
Zodijackyl light
"
Burning of opression
Burning the inventors
Burning is the killing hand
Be that of the darkest sin
To frustrate hope and love
I shall not be blinded
I shall not be forced
"
I’m watchin’ you, I’m wantin’ you, but you turn away
I’d crawl through broken glass to you, but it wouldn’t pay
You take me for a fool, but if you only knew
What I do in my dreams with you
You’re so cold and critical, and baby that’s too bad
So my reality will have to come to me in my dreams
Chorus:
I know that you belong to me every night, you suddenly appear in my eyes
It happens when I sleep, it isn’t right, what I do in my dreams with you
It isn’t right what I do in my dreams with you
I love the way you come to me every night
My fantasies are real, and they never lie
If you only knew, what I do in my dreams with you, yeah
It isn’t right, lord knows that it isn’t right
The world can make you cynical, with all it’s love and pain
But I don’t have to carry the weight of the world
Baby don’t wake me, let me take you on an endless journey
We touch, and the softest kiss explodes with lust, yeah
It’s real, you can’t deny the heat you feel
And if I die before I wake, baby, that’s all right
I know that you belong to me every night, you suddenly appear in my eyes
Steve Vai - In My Dreams With You
I’d crawl through broken glass to you, but it wouldn’t pay
You take me for a fool, but if you only knew
What I do in my dreams with you
You’re so cold and critical, and baby that’s too bad
So my reality will have to come to me in my dreams
Chorus:
I know that you belong to me every night, you suddenly appear in my eyes
It happens when I sleep, it isn’t right, what I do in my dreams with you
It isn’t right what I do in my dreams with you
I love the way you come to me every night
My fantasies are real, and they never lie
If you only knew, what I do in my dreams with you, yeah
It isn’t right, lord knows that it isn’t right
The world can make you cynical, with all it’s love and pain
But I don’t have to carry the weight of the world
Baby don’t wake me, let me take you on an endless journey
We touch, and the softest kiss explodes with lust, yeah
It’s real, you can’t deny the heat you feel
And if I die before I wake, baby, that’s all right
I know that you belong to me every night, you suddenly appear in my eyes
Steve Vai - In My Dreams With You

- NightCrawler
- Metálico(a) Supremo(a)
- Mensagens: 547
- Registado: terça jul 19, 2005 9:55 pm
DimeSlime Escreveu:Para mim esta é uma das melhores letras que me lembro de ler.
DEATH
Perennial Quest (Chuck Schuldiner)
Sem duvida das melhores letras de sempre! O Chuck era o maior!
Lvper_saga, tambem adoro essa letra/musica do Vai.
A minha contribuição do momento:
Strapping Young Lad - Oh My Fucking God
There Is No Insanity, Rather A Super Sanity
More Suited For Life At The End Of The 20th Century
Where Everything Is Art,
And Everything Is Trying To Express It,
Where Everything Is Art,
And Everything Is Trying To Comunicate It...
All Intelligent Beings Sleep The Dreaming Of Dreams
And They've All Come Up To Meet Me Tonight
Although While In The Morning, All Their Wonder And Their
Glory Was Turned Ugly And Quite Simple
Like A Venue When You're Loading In Gear
Sexuality, Eroticism In Asexual Pursuasions.
Man Or Woman, Make's No Difference In The Outcome
No Fasion, No Tolerance For Stupidity Or Ignorance
..."Adidas" Or "The Arch Deluxe"...
And Time Is Now An Object
Oh My Fucking God...
Oh I'm Fucking God...
And I'll Dream All This Into Becoming Real
And Until Such Time That You Can Prove Me Otherwise
I Will Continue With My Agnostic Travels
Until I've Found A Place That Dreams With Me...
...A Place That Feeds On My Rountine
All I Want Is My Mommy...
All I Want Is My Mommy...
All I Want Is My Mommy...
All I Want Is My Mommy...
This Is The Night That It All Changes
I go by many names. Some call me Shatoon,bringer of corn. Others call me Mickey Nine,the dream weaver. I'm sometimes called Captain Maj,by the Dutch. Others call me Secret Peter,where is he hiding? In a shoe? In a bush? In a rock? No,he is inside yourself
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