Woods Of Ypres

[Јарослав]

Баш на то сам и мислио. Нема никакве поетичности у текстовима, али је зато ту директна и болна истина.

[-Mare]

Nah, jednostavno nisam navikao da su tekstovi toliko normalni i konkretni sto kaze Jaroslav.

[Demon Seed]

Ti si me ostavila

kao siroce pored puta

pustila dusu da mi luta

da vecno patim za tobom

 

Ti si me ostavila

k'o stari kaput zaboravila

na nasu ljubav tacku stavila

i samo rekla mi zbogom

 

Sunce moje, koga sada grejes

sreco moja, kome zivot krasis

gde si sada kad je meni tesko

gde si sada da me spasis

 

Ti si me ostavila

u carstvu tuge da uvenem

da srecu nikad ne sretnem

da vecno patim za tobom

[Grobodan]

Isto dobar tekst.

[Јарослав]

Ништа без Синана.

 

Него, кад смо код WoY текстова, са новог албума не могу више да буду иронични.

[Grobodan]

Šta vi slušate u kafani: Mitochondrion, Teitanblood, Funeral mist?

[kuruz]

Не идемо у кафане.

[Grobodan]

I kome ti onda imaš obraza da kažeš da je pičkast

[Demon Seed]

Evo, na primer, ja sam preksinoc bio u kafani i nisam slusao Woods of Ypres.

[Grobodan]

Momče ti znaš šta treba da kažeš kad te neko pita šta slušaš.

[Demon Seed]

Sta?

[Grobodan]

EKSPERIMENTALNI TECHNIČKI DEATH METAL

[kuruz]

I kome ti onda imaš obraza da kažeš da je pičkast

 

Ја бре не излазим нигде.

[soul wandering]

Ја бре не излазим нигде.

 

a sto?

[kuruz]

Замарају ме изласци, пошто су на све стране пијани људи, а ја таква места избегавам.

[Demon Seed]

EKSPERIMENTALNI TECHNIČKI DEATH METAL

 

JEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

 

 

Ja se i dalje ne secam jesam li ja to vec rekao ili si ti rekao umesto mene.

[Grobodan]

To je Neša rekao

[oʞɾoƃ]

Kuruz ima pravo.

[Demon Seed]

Pa pokusavam da provalim u cemu je fora

 

Rekao je da njegov bend svira ETDM?

 

Upade otac Amfilohije.

Edited December 25, 2011 by Demon Seed

[plavamuva]

Pošto se priča provlači već duže vreme, može li mi neko reći šta je konkretno smešno u tekstovima?

 

Šta vi slušate u kafani: Mitochondrion, Teitanblood, Funeral mist?

 

mani bre decurliju...

 

 

 

[Demon Seed]

Grobe, dosla zena po tebe

[Talvi]

Navodno postoji svedok koji tvrdi da je bilo samoubistvo, jebem li ga da li je tačno.

 

Ali stih iz "Alternate Ending":

 

Back On the highway, under the moon, my final moments, still wondering about you...

[Grobodan]

Dajte te lirike pičke.

[Berliner]

daj neki link za tu izjavuMislim, ko bi odabrao taj nacin da se samoubije? Nije dovoljno pouzdan. Mislim da nema teoretske sanse da je samoubistvo.SMS-ovao je majci koji sat pre nego sto je poginuo i rekao da je krenuo.

[Talvi]

Pa ako si skinuo odakle i mi, tu je bio .txt fajl. Ali 'ajde:

 

 

 

CAREER SUICIDE (IS NOT REAL SUICIDE) 

 

We were born to live, in a desperate time

Where it seems the death of dreams, is the end of life

 

But we have only one life to live, just one opportunity

And failure is not the end of the world, that’s just society!

 

Career suicide is not real suicide, Career suicide is alright

Career suicide is not real suicide, Career suicide is fine

 

We are all expendable, and we can be replaced.

They have supplies of infinite lives, and no time to waste.  

 

But we have only one life to live, one time to exist

And though there is no afterlife (after all), there is still more to life than this!

 

Career suicide is not real suicide, Career suicide is alright

Career suicide is not real suicide, Career suicide is fine

Career suicide is not real suicide it’s not real suicide at all... 

Career suicide is not real suicide, it’s not the end of the world... 

 

Death is the failure of our parts,

Failure is just the death of dreams

There’s more to life than suc-cess

but only death is real... 

 

ONLY DEATH IS REAL!

 

Death is the failure of our parts,

Failure is just the death of dreams

There’s more to life than suc-cess

but only death is real... 

 

Career suicide is not real suicide, Career suicide is alright

Career suicide is not real suicide, Career suicide is fine

Career suicide is not real suicide it’s not real suicide at all... 

Career suicide is not real suicide, it’s not the end of the world... it’s not the end of the world.

 

 

 

TRAVELLING ALONE

 

When I look around you I understand why you believe

I see your evidence of God, all around me

 

You have so therefore you are  But I have not.  

You’ve seen the evidence of God in your life, but I have none.

 

When I was questioned, I shook my head and starred

I was traveling alone, and had nothing to declare

 

He asked how I knew for sure

And would I tell everyone I knew

If it would hurt to know the truth

 

I can be thankful to be alive but I despise this life. 

in all my years, at best, have only learned just to survive. 

 

But When I look around you I understand why you believe

I see your evidence of God, all around me

 

You have so therefore you are  But I have not.  

You’ve seen the evidence of God but I have not and I have none

 

(When he asked me,) I shook my head and laughed

I never had a taste for life 

and I felt there was no turning back

 

Would I try to take away their hope?

Replace it with reality / and offer them reality

Exchange their joy with my bleak view

And leave them miserable like me? 

 

I have searched and I have tried to find a place where   I can be

I love my homeland dearly but never carved a place in society

 

But When I look around you I understand why you believe

I see your evidence of God, all around me

 

You have so therefore you are, but I have not

You are too rich for hate, and I am too poor to love.

 

When I asked him, he shook his head and stared

“I see no evidence of God, in the men from the west”

 

 

 

ALTERNATE ENDING

 

In the darkness, under the stars, With enough warning, to pull off to the side, in time

 

In the end, was there anyone to share in your joy?

I woke up one day...and realized it was already over

 

Back On the highway, under the moon, my final moments, still wondering about you...

 

In the end, was there anyone to share in your joy?

I woke up for years without you, to realize it was already over, for me 

 

Now making amendments... to the dream / story...

Changing the ending, as I would like it, to be

 

We were together, in a memory

And We live forever, in finality.

 

Holding on...To a dream... 

When the end... couldn’t come slow enough for me. 

 

Holding on...

 

 

 

LIGHTNING & SNOW

 

There was a flash of lightning, Followed by snow

In a moment of silence (for myself), After a shock to the soul

 

With a look of disbelief, Alone and numb to the cold

I knew the last moment had passed, Before enduring years of sorrow

 

There was a crack of electric light, coming down from a darkened sky

My dreams flashed before my eyes, as they were erased from my life.  

 

There was a flash of lightning, Followed by snow

‘Twas just the moment of change, Before years of sorrow

 

The shock and awe, the fright and woe

I only had one life to live, and life said no.

 

The loss of love, has left me hollow

All bliss twists into pain, Where there was joy, years of grief have followed!

 

There was a flash of lightning, followed by snow

It struck my heart, only once...which made me want it more

 

The emptiness it left in me, will always need to be filled

For it will be there all the time, from now on, forever more.  

 

There was a crack of electric light, coming down from a darkened sky

My dreams flashed before my eyes, AS they were erased from my life.  

 

There was a flash of lightning, Followed by snow

‘Twas just a moment of pain, Before years of sorrow

 

The shock and awe, the fright and woe

And when I asked for a second chance, life said no.

 

 

 

FINALITY

 

When we have all gone, to the silence of eternity... 

To first be forgotten, and lost in, the records of the earth

Could I still miss you, then, in the time and space after life

When no one is searching anymore, and where we are nowhere to be found 

 

We didn’t spend our life together

and I will miss you forever

 

The choice was mine, To long for a time, that will never come

Though we leave the world apart, I, still went peacefully, quietly, 

with you, still, firmly... in my heart.

 

I will wait forever.  I wait...

 

 

 

DEATH IS NOT AN EXIT

 

The bleak life and modern times

Of grey skies and electric light

 

Life... life... So life is precious, after all 

Respect the body, for it is all you really are

Life... life... So life is precious after all 

Protect the body, for it is all that keeps you on

 

We are confined, to the nature of reality

Where the failure of our system, will be the end of our dream

Between the fields of darkness, before and after we exist 

Earth is a spiritual place, but there is nothing after this. 

 

We were nothing... for a billion years before our time

And we will be... nothing more again, for an eternity yet to come

 

Whoa!  Death is not an exit (death is the flick of the switch)

Whoa!  Death is not an exit (death is a flick of off the switch)

 

The bleak life and modern times...Of grey skies and electric light

In the bleak life and modern times...Of grey skies and electric light

 

 

 

ADORA VIVOS

 

A moment of silence... but not one moment more

The dead are to be forgotten, we are here to be...adored 

 

Look me, in the eyes, don’t believe a word they say

For life is good, life is glory, though we live, one life only

Tell me, in real time, don’t hesitate to profess

Love me, in the flesh, don’t wait ‘till death to sing my praise

 

A moment of silence... but not one moment more

The dead are to be forgotten, we are here to be adored 

IN the bleak life and modern times, Under grey skies and electric light

Mortal men are living gods, More real than any God ever was

 

Adora Vivos - Our people are civilized...  Love the living while they’re still alive 

Adora Vivos - Our people are civilized...  we shouldn’t worship the dead.

 

In The bleak life and modern times, Under grey skies and electric light

Where the living still walk the earth alone, more real than any God ever was

 

In bleak life, (We are realer than gods!)  - More real than any God ever was

In modern times (we are realer than Gods!) - More real than any God ever was

Under grey skies and electric light, we the living still walk the earth alone

Where mortal men are living gods, more real than any God...ever was.  

 

A moment of silence, (for the dead) but not one moment more

They’ve all gone to be forgotten, we’re still here, to be adored

 

Look me, in the face, and don’t believe a word I say

This life is hard, this life is lonely, and we are here, for one night only

See the pain, in my eyes, the defeat, of my age

Feel the urgency of time, and don’t wait ‘till death to sing my praise

 

A moment of silence (for the dead), but not one moment more

The dead are to be forgotten, we are here to be adored

If you’re waiting for tomorrow, save yourself for another day

But if you’re living in the moment, don’t wait (‘till death) to sing my praise

 

In The bleak life and modern times, Under grey skies and electric light

Mortal men are living Gods, More real than any God ever was

 

 

 

SILVER

 

Come when you need me, leave me when you need to be free

Come when you want me, leave me when you need me to understand

Did you fall out of love, because you fell in love again?

Did you fall out of love, because you fell in love, with someone new? 

 

When the new love, shined with all the promise of all I couldn’t give to you.

And the new life offered all you wanted, and you had to choose

 

I helped to carry you, I took good care of you, I wanted us to continue

But I knew, that you would leave, when the time was right for you.

 

Life was a relay I passed it off to you.  You ran away, and won the race

You never looked back, to see what happened to me, For I was only second place

 

When the new love, shined with all the promise of all I couldn’t give to you.

And the new life offered all you wanted, and you were asked to choose.

 

We come together to share your sorrows - where you save yourself for someone else. 

You keep your distance in times of hope, while I cry (for you) all by myself

 

When you’re silver, you never come first, When you’re silver, the truth always hurts.

 

I don’t want unconditional love, I’ll always need to be judged

I don’t want a traditional love, I’ll always need to be wanted/loved by someone else

 

When did the city make you so cold?

We share your sorrows but I dine alone...

When did the city make you so cold?  

I cry alone - while you dine with someone else

 

When did the city make you so cold?

We cry together but I dine alone...

When did the city make you so cold?

We share your sorrows but I dine alone... I always dine alone...

 

 

 

MODERN LIFE ARCHITECTURE

 

When we’re young, we design a plan, we work, we build, we make it real

and in the moment it becomes complete, The first cracks start to appear

 

A weak foundation, finally revealed

in the desperation, when the walls came tumbling down

 

Oh, In my prime - Oh, never to return

Oh, as I once was - A broken man, Living half a life... (without you...)

 

On the path to recovery, As a sign of the times, / with the empires crumbling

I left all dreams abandoned, On the steps of a modern life

 

In defeat we redesign the plan, and we give it just one more chance

As we take another deep breath, and prepare for the worst, again 

 

A life in crisis, is always threatened by time

For the longer it takes to be restored... 

the less likely it is to occur.  

 

Oh, In my prime - Oh, never to return

Oh, as I once was- A broken man, Living all alone... (without you...)

 

On the path to recovery, with the empires crumbling

I left all dreams abandoned, On the steps of a modern life

 

On the path to recovery, with the empires crumbling

I left all dreams abandoned with you, On the steps of a modern life

 

There is always hope, of course, that one day, we will rise again

but this modern life architecture, Is crumbling, under the weight of the world

 

 

 

KISS MY ASHES (GOODBYE) PART 1

 

To mourn the end is to say goodbye

Not To yearn for that which we will never have again

 

We cry for our life together - because we know it will end

And we try to understand, how we could ever love again

 

Save your tears, at the end of our time...

We’ve cried enough in our lives, / at the end of our time, just kiss my ashes goodbye

 

We miss them so much now that they are gone

Took them for granted for living, so long

 

We read their words again, and we listen to them again 

as we start to understand, what they were trying to say, all along

 

Ohhhh, save your tears, 

At the end of our time, kiss my ashes goodbye. 

 

Whoa!  Kiss my ashes goodbye.

 

 

 

KISS MY ASHES (GOODBYE) PART 2

 

Curse all those who were so vain 

who felt entitled to hold a place on the earth as a grave for their remains

but no monument for me, please... I am not one of them

I didn’t need it in life, I won’t need it in death

 

Whoa, just kiss my ashes goodbye

Whoa, when I die...kiss my ashes goodbye

 

When words become irrelevant, 

and you start to feel as though ...you’ve been misled

Keep me out of sight, leave me out of mind...

when the thought no longer serves you / when I no longer serve you, just let the memories die (...and move on)

 

Whoa, kiss my ashes goodbye

Whoa, when I die...kiss my ashes goodbye

 

 

 

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