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ja imam samo ''Abigail'' i procitala sam textove.Malo su cudni i njegov glas je malo neobican.Volela bih da mi neko kaze o cemu se govori na AbigailII,posto nasa ,forumska Abigail ne odgovara na to pitanje

Pa odgovorice ti ako je pitas! biggrin.gif

PA PITALA SAM,ALI SU MI SE VRATILI MAILOVI,A NA JEDAN NIJE ODGOVORILA...

Leno, pa meni nije stigao taj mail :? :? :? Kome si ga poslala :? biggrin.gif

Ne stvarno, nisam dobila taj mail.

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ja imam samo ''Abigail'' i procitala sam textove.Malo su cudni i njegov glas je malo neobican.Volela bih da mi neko kaze o cemu se govori na AbigailII,posto nasa ,forumska Abigail ne odgovara na to pitanje

 

Sa tim bismo ti totalno upropastili dozivljaj. Bolje skini lyricse pa polako slusaj pesmu po pesmu.

Mada je on u pravu, verovatno bi ti upropastili i dozivljaj i citavu njegovu zamisao.

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He, danas sam kupio Conspiracy, inace album koji nisam cuo do sad. :oops:

Dosta dobar album, mada je "THEM" bolji biggrin.gif .Zanimljiv nastavak price to je najvaznije....da, klavijature su odlicno odradjene ovde!

Najvise mi se svidja to sto u bookletu ima mali strip, na 4 strane koji opisuje album, otprilike dve tri slicice za svaku pesmu, odlicno uradjeno!!! biggrin.gifa:

Koliko ja znam, nema albuma koji se nastavlja na "THEM" i Conspiracy, bilo bi dobro kad bi uradio i drugi nastavak.... biggrin.gif

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Pa, hmmm, problem je.....kako da ti bacim link kad sam pesme skidao sa kazee??? biggrin.gif To jos nisam provalio da moze biggrin.gif (ako moze)

 

Cuo sam 4 pesme(Blue Eyes, Magic, Midnight, The Ritual), dosta su dobre, srednjeg tempa, moj favorit pesma Magic, bar od ovih pet pesama ta se najvise istice...

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Pa, hmmm, problem je.....kako da ti bacim link kad sam pesme skidao sa kazee??? biggrin.gif To jos nisam provalio da moze biggrin.gif (ako moze)

 

Cuo sam 4 pesme(Blue Eyes, Magic, Midnight, The Ritual), dosta su dobre, srednjeg tempa, moj favorit pesma Magic, bar od ovih pet pesama ta se najvise istice...

 

Nisam znao da si skinuo sa kazee. smile.gif

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Ehhhhh, sta bi vi bez mene..... biggrin.gif

Evo ih textovi za Puppet master:

 

 

1- Midnight

 

Midnight, I see the snow that’s falling

Midnight, still hanging from this wall

I’m thinking back in time

To when I was still alive

Free of misery, Ohh, I was never to be

Midnight, I see the snow that’s following

And still you are haunting me, I’m thinking back in time

To the cellar in the darkest night, all the misery

Ohh, all the blood I had to see

Midnight, midnight, midnight, midnight, ohhohh

They are ready for the show, now the blood must flow

They are waiting above, ohh no

 

Let the show begin

 

2- The Puppet Master

 

Nighttime in Budapest, so many people are waiting in line

Darkness without a glow, what a night to be watching a Christmas show

What a magical mystery feeling, dancing at the end of their silvery strings

Almost human size, like children with blades in their flesh

These puppets are all so grotesque

Nighttime in Budapest, the puppet theatre is so dark inside

Gaslights light the stage as the curtain begins to rise

What a magical mystery feeling, dancing at the end of their silvery strings

Almost human size, like children with blades in their flesh

These puppets are all so grotesque

Shhh, here come the puppets, there is one, two, I see three puppets

Waiting in the way, they start to walk in line, and suddenly they are all on the stage, I see the puppet master high above on the walkway, he pulls one string

Off goes the leg, down goes a head, he pulls one more

And then he lets them all go, No strings left on the floor, no strings at all

I take a look at the little drummer boy, upon the stage

Oh no, I think he looked at me, is he alive? I get a little scared

As he starts to play his drum, on the skin of his hand I see a little cut, blood

Nighttime in Budapest, so many things here are not what they seem

But we love them all, what a night to remember forever more

What a magical mystery feeling, dancing at the end of their silvery strings

Almost human size, like children with blades in their flesh

These puppets are all so grotesque

The show has come to an end; the master himself is on the stage

With his children, the curtain must fall, and the puppets they are gone

 

3- Magic

 

In the darkness, after the show, outside the theatre, the air is damp and cold

All the people heading for home, they don’t believe, what they saw was magic

Ohh, it was magic I know, this night was full of it, I never saw the other toll

Never saw the evil, never saw the evil down below,

I will never forget that night; I saw the magic in your eyes

We will never forget that night; we saw the magic in each other’s eyes

In the darkness, after the show, outside the theatre, the air is damp and cold

All the people they are gone, just you and me, we believe in magic

Oh, it was magic I know, talking the night away; the things we like are all the same

Want to get to know her, want to get to know her

I got to get to know her deep down inside

Suddenly, I feel so cold; it feels as if a ghost is next to me

Cold breath in my ear, as he whispers “kiss her now”

Oh, it was magic I know, that kiss one year ago, the magic sealed our eternal hope

Tonight she went to the theatre alone

She never came home and I got to find her now

I will never forget that night; I saw the magic in your eyes

We will never forget that night; we saw the magic in each other’s eyes

I will never forget that night; I saw the magic in your eyes

We will never forget that night; we saw the magic in each other’s eyes

 

4- Emerencia

 

The shadows are thick and bold; I’m searching the dark for my love

Behind the theatre of puppet shows, I find the stairs to the cellar below

Hiding where the shadows ruled, a door opens below

Oh the moon is high above, 300 pounds of flesh that women I know

Oh it’s the puppet masters wife, she holds a cart behind her

Oh Emerencia, where are you going with that knife?

Time to kill; it’s time for a nightly thrill

Oh Emerencia, where are you going with that knife?

Deep in the night through the narrowest streets, I follow her ever step

She is searching for innocent victims, oh Emerencia

In the alley a homeless is sleeping, approaching without a sound

And then…oh no

How strange it is, to see a life that slips away, how strange it is

In darkness blood is black not red

The knife is still deep in his chest, got to keep the blood in its nest

She wraps him in the sack she brought, she better leave before she gets caught

Through the streets, dark and cold, through the streets, no one must know

Only the moon and I, and none of us will ever tell

She pulls the body off the cart back at the theatre and down into the dark

Oh Emerencia, I wonder why you left the door unlocked

Deep in the night through the narrowest hallways, I follow her every step

There is a light from the doorway ahead of us, where did she go, where did she go

No, what I see is a horror show, then the blow…ohhh

 

5- Blue Eyes

 

I open my eyes, I can barely see, I got a feeling inside, no ones here but me

I’m stone cold yeah, I must be lying on the floor, my hands are tied to the wall

I remember, I must be in the cellar, my eyes are sucking on the dark

To lighten the gloom, my eyes are no more blind; I can see what’s in this room

Full of skeletons dressed in human skin, they are sitting on their shelf

Cellar full of sin, get away from humans

So many puppets here, there are eyes every where, there are eyes I recognize

Oh no, it’s the eyes of my love, the eyes of my love…Victoria

My hands are tied to the wall, I can’t move at all, oh I remember

Full of skeletons dressed in human skin, they are sitting on their shelf

Cellar full of sin

I open my eyes; I can barely see a thing, all the tears in my eyes

Some one better say it’s a dream… blue eyes, blue eyes

Blue eyes I recognize, blue eyes in the night, they see nothing

Yet they are so alive, blue eyes they are so alive

All the tears in my eyes, some one better say it’s a dream

Blue eyes, blue eyes, blue eyes I recognize, blue eyes in the night

They see nothing, and yet they are so alive, yet they’re so alive, yet the are so alive

 

6- The Ritual

 

As I look into the eyes of Victoria, enter the puppet master and his wife

I can’t speak; I’m in shock,

Human skulls, ancient books, a strange symbol on the wall

Black candles burning low, in the gloomy light, I see an all time white

Oh, what is it for; it must be a ritual, in glass jars on our shelves

I see liquid dark as Hell; there is one for every puppet

I hear the masters’ voice, magic words from ancient times

I’m feeling strange inside, as if something has taken my mind

I hear the masters’ voice, magic words from ancient times

I’m feeling strange inside, as if something has taken my mind

In panic, I kick the shelves with the jars; one of them falls from high above

Onto the floor, red…all so red, it’s blood

How dare you disturb my work, demon skull red as blood

It’s in the symbol on the wall; there is something deadly wrong

I feel a sting in my eyes, as they are given an eternal life

All because of the blood on the floor, it’s irrupted ritual

I hear the masters’ voice, magic words from ancient times

I’m feeling strange inside, as if something has taken my mind

He puts away my soul, from its shelter and into the cold

To him my soul is gold; trading souls with his demon is something he knows

As well as hell, magic life is his return, pain, pain in my skin

Sin, I feel some kind of magic inside

 

7- No More Me

 

Why am I strapped to this hospital bed?

First your eyes, then your skin, we will make you feel born again

No more me my friend

A shiny scalpel in the masters’ hand, his wife has got the jars of blood

Oh she keeps one near, I fear for my life

No more me, I fear there will be no more me at all

Is this good-bye sweet life? Stabbing cuts, eyelids dropped in two jars

I’m crying blood; my fingers pull my eyeballs out, I bleed a lot

They send my eyes into this puppets head, still my eyes can see

I’m looking back, at myself, what I see is no more me at all

I have no eyes; my vein feels like worms drying in the sun

It’s just to long, stripping skin from all my bones, pain to strong

My senses they go numb, all of my blood is now in little jars

I should be dead by now; I am still alive inside my eyes

And I see Emerencia throw my carcass in the trash

 

8- Blood To Walk (my version cuts at the end so...)

 

Sitting in the cellar, watching all the others

It was only yesterday, needles in my skin

They turned my last remains into this puppet thing

Blood to walk, blood to see, blood to walk again and blood to me

I can’t see, but I cannot move at all, yet I have feelings, I know it’s very strange

Blood to walk, blood to see, blood to walk again and blood to me

I’m on my shelf, eternal lights they never sleep

I take a look, and in the dark I see Victoria

There is no mistake, that is my beloved, sitting on her shelf alone and so dead

There is a light outside the door; mommy and daddy are back for more

Let’s play

Ohh, hello all my children, in blood I will teach you

They take Victoria down from her shelf; they sit her on the floor

Me in front of her

Blood to walk, blood to see, blood to walk again and blood to me

There are strings attached to our heads, there are strings in arms and legs

The puppet masters hands, oh they keep us straight

Forcing the needle in, I feel the sting it’s Emerencia

Injecting blood into the both of us, it’s hot; I think I see her move

There’s a tingle in our skin, I can’t believe, that she can see again

There is no mistake, that is my beloved, I have missed you so

Oh no, it’s like a horror show, without a word we know, ‘cause we communicate

With our eyes, deep inside, oh I want to know why…

That’s enough for today, put them away

 

9- Darkness

 

For 13 days, we have trained and trained, we are learning to walk again

We are learning to stretch our skin

Every time they bring us back to life, little jars come down from their shelves

Every time we feel the sting, every time we feel the blood going in yeah

The blood going in

All eyes are now all on mine; our souls are in our magical skin

The blood they use has come from our own, give us just an hour

Then we fade again

In the darkness, we live our lives, in the dark we die again

In the darkness we live our lives, in the dark we die and die again

Darkness, darkness

Every night, Victoria and I, we spend what’s left of the blood in our systems

Sitting on opposite shelves, talking with our eyes trying to remember

It is all that we’ve got

All eyes are now all on mine; our souls are in our magical skin

We are living through our memories, and it’s worth it

In the darkness, we live our lives, in the dark we die again

In the darkness we live our lives, in the dark we die and die again

Darkness, darkness

The puppet master is here again

Tonight, you will dance for me puppet girl, tonight no strings attached

But I can’t never ever be like that, I don’t have a chance

Dance

I take a step, oh I try my best, I stumble into the shelves with all the jars

6…6 of them are coming down, broken glass, the puppet life is on the floor

In the darkness, we live our lives

Send them far away, far away from here

In the darkness, we live our lives, in the dark we die again

To the other theatre, tomorrow morning she must be gone

Send her to Berlin, send that puppet to Berlin

 

10- So Sad

 

I’m sitting in the dark with my love; we are looking in each other’s eyes

I know if they take her away, there is no life, take her away and I die

“Tell me this is not goodbye”

“Do you remember the butterfly?”

“It made me cry”

“I know, but we tied its wings, so it could fly again”

I wonder if this the end for you and I, I know we’ve got to say goodbye

I know that it would change my life…for you, I would die for you

“I will remember the things we used to do, all the memories, I keep in here

just for me and you, with your image in my eyes, I take you with me but, it’s time to go”

“I swear, I swear I’ll find you, I’ll keep on searching, searching ‘til the end of time”

“And if I answered why, without you by my side”

“Then wait for me, wait for me, wait on the other side…I’ll be there”

“I can barely see you anymore”

“You must remember the butterfly, it did not die”

“I love you”

“I love you to”

“I cannot see you anymore”

“Goodbye my love”

 

 

11- Christmas

 

Come they told me barumpumpup

A new bargain to see barumpumpup

A pile of gifts we bring barumpumpup

To lay before the people barumpumpup barumpumpup

Oh when we come

It’s Christmas again, it will never be the same, it’s Christmas again

I know there is only sadness in my soul. It’s Christmas again

It will never be the same no

And as the snow keeps falling from the sky, all I want to do is cry

I’ve got to get away from here; I’ve got to get away

By tomorrow, I will be gone, by tomorrow, I’ll see the sun again

But tonight, I am the little drummer boy

Tonight, I am the one who will destroy

The secrets never told before, of those who lost their souls

There’s sad things in the darkness, there’s sad things all around us

It’s Christmas again, it will never be the same, it’s Christmas again

I know there is only sadness in my soul. It’s Christmas again

It will never be the same no

(Applause)

Come they told me barumpumpup

A new bargain to see barumpumpup

A pile of gifts we bring barumpumpup

To lay before the people barumpumpup barumpumpup

Now here I go, I am falling on my face

Drums breaking on the stage

Oh my God it’s such a big disgrace

Hahahahahaha

It’s Christmas again, it will never be the same, it’s Christmas again

I know there is only sadness in my soul

 

12- Living Dead

 

Same old wall, still hanging tall, same old nail through my throat

18 years came along ohohoh and all this time I never, I never saw my love

I’m going insane, they sold me to this little shop where I remain

Living dead, I’m feeling like a living dead

Living dead, I am 2 blue eyes in an empty head

Dead, dead, dead

18 years came along and all this time I never, I never saw my love

This life in nothingness, a life on the wall, time to go back to the beyond

There’s a rumour going around and around

They say the puppet master; he is going to build another theatre in London town

For kids, run by his son and daughter, it’s going to be a bloody mess

Living dead, I’m feeling like a living dead

Living dead, living forever on the same old wall

Forever with that nail going through my throat

All the children who see me in this shop, they are scared of me

They say I am looking sick

My eyes fallow them

 

…never to be sold again

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smile.gif  :)  :)  Jebem te blesavog , prvo kazes da ti zbog textova koji podsecaju na HOG nije nista posebno a sad hvalis textove  :)  :)  :)  

 

He,he,he al si blesav  :)

 

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Pa to sam rekao pre nego sto sam procitao celu pricu, a i kad sam cuo pesmu so sad, kad izjavljuju ljubav jadno drugom....

Ali sad kad sam procitao sve mogu reci da sam se posteno zajebo.... biggrin.gifa: biggrin.gif

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