Testi canzoni.

mhm...la sigla di Chuck Norris?

hai riconosciuto che canzone era?

the V factor! the V factor!

In the eyes of a ranger,
The unsuspecting stranger
Had better know the truth of wrong from right.

'Cause the eyes of a ranger are upon you,
Any wrong you do, he's gonna see.
When you're in Texas, look behind you,
'Cause that's where the rangers gonna be

. . . ah beh . . .
marciusssssssssss

i Btd cantano in scream non si capisce mica nulla, e poi i can be i can see live my life on 666 mi foga sì!!

ah bellino i testo delle canzoni dei BTD...però ti fogano vero? bastardo

dipende se fa cagare sì

a proposito di testi...quando inizio a scrivere the V factor voi non romperete le palle vero?

Visto che si accenna alla neve....erano i coldplay giusto? comunque sto testo è stupendo, è una poesia praticamente...

The water pours its embracing arms around the stone
Decay drips from the unquiet void where the ice forms, where life ends
The stone is by the crimson flood, swallowed
The red tide beyond the ebon wound, contorted
My sacrifice bids farewell in this river of memory... a wave to end all time
Red birds escape from my wounds and return as falling snow
To sweep the landscape; a wind haunted, wings without bodies
The snow, the bitter snowfall
You wish to die in her pale arms, crystalline, to become an ode to silence
In the soul of a mountain of birds, fallen
The cascading pallor of ghostless feather
The snow has fallen and raised this white mountain on which you will die and fade away in silence

Was a long and dark December
From the rooftops i remember
There was snow
White snow

Clearly I remember
From the windows they were watching
While we froze down below

When the future’s architectured
By a carnival of idiots on show
You’d better lie low

If you love me
Won’t you let me know?

Was a long and dark December
When the banks became cathedrals
And the fox
Became God

Priests clutched onto bibles
Hollowed out to fit their rifles
And the cross was held aloft

Bury me in armor
When I’m dead and hit the ground
My nerves are poles that unfroze

If you love me
Won’t you let me know?

(Guitar Solo)

I don’t want to be a soldier
That a captain of some sinking ship
Would stow, far below

So if you love me
Why’d you let me go?

I took my love down to violet hill
There we sat in snow
All that time she was silent still

Said, if you love me
Won’t you let me know?

If you love me,
Won’t you let me know?

ah beh allora....

è che è troppo......troppo boh....

si ma vi piacciono o no?

oppure grind death.....effettivamente ci starebbe in un contesto napalm death......

fa molto yo-chosa!

tipo,..anche se alcune parole mi tornano male...

nei sogni del baldo.
era sulla società violenta e razzista di oggi.
qualcosa tipo

-Dying violence
Mirror of our life
Killing is normal
Raping is a norm

Dying violence
Why do you know it?
Society is dead
Life never do it

la song che è troppo epic....ma dove???

grazie. quale altro testo?
quello per la song del baldo che adesso si attacca poichè non gli va bene e se la scrive da solo se vuole suonare?
se è quello, no, non era sulla guerra.

testo.

altro che?

è ganzo ma anche l'altro era sulla guerra giusto?

e che ne pensi?

come se non si capisse....