+MIDIAN+ Posted April 5, 2006 Report post Posted April 5, 2006 sta god pricali, cof je poznat na sve strane,dani pogotovo(verovatno se kupa u parama do sad...)i 90% mladjih metalaca je pocelo slusajuci njih... (i prva ljubav zaborava nema... ) e sad cinjenice su: -da imaju odlicne textove, iako jesu svi na SLICNU foru... -da dani ima neke svoje tripove -i prvi albumi su daleko kvalitetniji... mrzeti ili voleti,svejedno,uvek se prica o cofu pozeri ili ne...who the fuck cares Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Novaliis Posted April 5, 2006 Report post Posted April 5, 2006 nisam u tom fazonu, za mene je ovo najjaci tekst: What Once Was Between the bushes we stared At those who reminded us of another age And told that hope was away Forever… We heard elvensong and Water that trickled What once was is now Away All the blood… All the longing and pain that Ruled Are away… Forever… We are not dead… We have never lived Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Black desire Posted April 6, 2006 Report post Posted April 6, 2006 Bas me zivo interesuje kakav ce biti novi album od COF-a Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
StarbreakeR Posted April 6, 2006 Report post Posted April 6, 2006 I mene interesuje novi od Gamma Ray ali tome ovde nije mesto... Nego gde bas taj teks od Dimmu...malo jeste smesan i pubertetliski...ali sugurno ima i dobrih... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Novaliis Posted April 6, 2006 Report post Posted April 6, 2006 I mene interesuje novi od Gamma Ray ali tome ovde nije mesto... Nego gde bas taj teks od Dimmu...malo jeste smesan i pubertetliski...ali sugurno ima i dobrih... Koji tekst? Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
+MIDIAN+ Posted April 6, 2006 Report post Posted April 6, 2006 a za mene je najbolji vargov: War This is War I Lie Wounded on Wintery Ground With Hundred of Corpses around Many Wounded Crawl Helplessly around On the Blood Red Snowy Ground War Cries of the (ha, ha) Suffering Sound Cries for Help to All Their Dear Moms War Many Hours of Music Many Drops of Blood Many Shiverings and Now I Am Dead And Still We Must Never Give up War . . . i dopadaju mi se uglavnom svi burzum textovi koje razumem(na engleskom)... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Novaliis Posted April 6, 2006 Report post Posted April 6, 2006 imas za sve njegove pesme na norveskom prevod na engleski. Ono je bio Det som engang var. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_true_Neshic Posted April 6, 2006 Report post Posted April 6, 2006 Freezing Moon Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
+MIDIAN+ Posted April 6, 2006 Report post Posted April 6, 2006 imas za sve njegove pesme na norveskom prevod na engleski. imam za neke,nemam za sve... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Novaliis Posted April 6, 2006 Report post Posted April 6, 2006 imam za neke,nemam za sve... koje nemas? Imam ja sigurno. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
+MIDIAN+ Posted April 6, 2006 Report post Posted April 6, 2006 koje nemas? Imam ja sigurno. od filosofema pa nadalje nemam prevode Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Novaliis Posted April 6, 2006 Report post Posted April 6, 2006 Jesus' Death A figure laid on the ground So malicious, that the flowers around him withered A dark soul laid on the ground So cold, that all water changed into ice A shadow fell over the woods As the figure's soul withered towards it Because the figure's soul was a shadow A shadow of the forces of evil -------------------------- Tour Around The Transcendental Columns Of Singularity "The well of the region is no longer a dark depth, in which we stare, but a living stream, that fertilely flows through the lands of the North. Yes, to the highest visions of essence, this life can now elevate itself into development of it's true power and particularity, elevated to the father of all, who is up high in Valhalla, to him, the true god..." (Johan Sebastian Cammermeyer Welhaven) ------------------------- Ostalo je na engleskom... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Novaliis Posted April 6, 2006 Report post Posted April 6, 2006 Dauði Baldrs And the beginning of this story is that Baldr the good dreamed great dreams boding peril to his life. And when he told the Aesir of the dreams they took council together and it was decided to request immunity for Baldr from all kinds of danger, and Frigg received solemn promises so that Baldr should not be harmed by fire and water, iron and all kinds of metal, stones, the earth, trees, diseases, the animals, birds, poisons, snakes. And when this was done and confirmed it then became entertainment for Baldr and the Aesir that he should stand up at assemblies and all others should shoot at him or strike him or throw stones at him. But whatever they did he remained unharmed, and they all thought this a great glory. But when Loki Laufeyiarson saw this he was not pleased that Baldr war unharmed. He went to Fensalir to Frigg and changed his appearance to that of a woman. Then Frigg asked this woman if she knew what the Aesir were doing at the assembly. She said that everyone was shooting at Baldr, and moreover that he was unarmed. Then said Frigg: "Weapons and wood will not hurt Baldr. I have received oaths from them all." Then the woman asked: "Have all things sworn oaths not to hurt Baldr?" Then Frigg replied: "There grows a shoot of a tree to the west of Val-hall. It is called mistletoe. It seemed young to me to demand an oath from." Straight away the woman disappeared. And Loki the mistletoe and went to the assembly. Hod was standing at the edge of the circle of people, for he was blind. Then Loki said to him: "Why are you not shooting at Baldr?" He replied: "Because I cannot see where Baldr is and I have no weapon." Then said Loki: "Follow other people's example and do Baldr much honour. I will direct you to where he is standing and you can shoot at him with this stick." Hod took the mistletoe and shot at Baldr in Loki's direction. The missile flew through him and he fell dead to the ground. And this was the unluckiest deed done among the gods and men. When Baldr had fallen all of the Aesir's tongues failed them as did their hands from lifting him up. And they all looked at each other and were all one mind toward the one who had done the deed. But none could take vengeance as Val-hall was a place of sanctuary. When the Aesir tried to speak, they were weeping so hard that no words came out. Son none could tell could tell another in words of his grief. But it was Odin who took this injury the hardest of all in that he had the best idea as to the amount of deprivation and loss the death of Baldr would cause the Aesir. When the gods came to themselves once more, Frigg spoke and asked who wished to earn all her love and favour and was willing to ride the rode to Hel and seek Baldr and to offer Hel a ransom for Baldr to return to Asgard. Hermod the bold, Odins boy the name of the one who undertook the journey. Then Odins horse, Sleipnir was fetched and led forward. Hemod then mounted the horse and galloped away. Hermoðr Á Helferð But there is this to tell of Hermod, that he rode for nine nights through valleys so dark and deep that he saw nothing until he came to the river Gioll and rode onto the Gioll bridge that is covered with glowing gold. There is a maiden guarding the bridge called Modgud. She asked him his name and lineage and said that the other day there had been five battalions of dead men that had ridden over the bridge. "But the bridge resounds no less under you, and you do not have the colour of dead men. Why are you riding here on the road to Hel". He replied: "I am to ride to Hel to seek Baldr. Have you seen anything of Baldr on the road to Hel?" And she said that Baldr had ridden there over the Gioll bridge. But downwards and northwards lies the rode to Hel. Then Hermod rode on until he came unto Hel's gates. When he reached the gates of Hel he dismounted from his horse and tightened its girth, mounted and spurred it on. The horse then jumped over the gate and Hermod rode on to the hall and went in. When he went into the hall he saw sitting in the seat of honour his brother, Baldr. Bálferð Baldrs So the Aesir took Baldr body and carried it to the sea. Hringorni was the name of Baldr's ship. It was the biggest of all ships. The Aesir planned to set it out to sea with Baldr aboard for this final journey. But the ship refused to move. So they went to giantland to seek the princess Hyrrokin. When she arrived, riding a wolf and using Vipers as reins she dismounted the steed and Odin summoned four berserks to look after the steed but they were unable to hold without knocking it down. Then Hyrrokin went to the prow of the boat and pushed it out with the first touch so that flames flew from the rollers and all the lands quaked. Then Thor got angry and grasped his hammer and was about to her head until the gods begged for her grace. Then Baldr's body was carried out onto the ship, when his wife Nanna, Nep's daughter saw this she collapsed with grief and died. She was then carried onto the pyre and it was then set alight. Thor then consecrated the pyre with Miollnir, but a certain dwarf named Lit ran in front of his feet. Thor kicked at him with his foot, thrust him into the fire and he was burned. Í Heimr Heljar In the morning Hermod begged from Hel that Baldr might ride home with him and told of the great weeping amongst the Aesir. However, Hel said that she must be certain that Baldr was this loved amongst the people. She said in the following way: "And if all living things in the world, dead and alive, weep for him, then he shall go back to Asgard. But he shall be kept in Hel if anything refuses to weep". Then Hermod got up and Baldr went with him out of the hall and took the ring Draupnir which he sent to Odin as a keepsake, he sent Nanna and Frigg a linen robe, and other gifts also; to Fulla a finger-ring." Illa Tiðandi Then Hermod rode back to Asgard and told of all the tidings he had seen and heard. After this, the Aesir sent messages all over the world of the request that Baldr must be wept out of Hel. All did this; the people and animals, the earth, the stones, the trees and every kind of metal. Just as you will have seen when you se these things come out of frost and into heat. When the envoys were travelling back having well fulfilled their errand, they found in a certain cave a giantess sitting. She said that her name was Thanks. They bade her weep Baldr out of Hel. She said: "Thanks will weep dry tears for Baldr burial. No good got I from the old one's son either dead or alive. Let Hel hold what she has It is presumed that these were the words of Loki Laufeyiarson, who had done great evil amongst the Aesir". Móti Ragnarokum Thus it is related in Voluspaoud blows Heimdall, his horn aloft. Odin speaks with Mim's head. The ash Yggdrasil shakes as it stands, The ancient tree groansnd the giant gets free. What is it with the Aesir? What is it with the Elves? All giantland resounds. The Aesir are in council Dwarves groan before rock doorways Frequenters of rock - walls. Know you yet of what? Hyrm drives from the east Holding his shield before him, Iormungand writhes in giant rage The serpent churns the waves The eagles screech with joy Darkly pale, it tears corpses Naglfar is loose bark sails from the east Across the sea will comeuspell's troops with Loki at helm All that monstrous brood Are there with the wolf In company with them is Byleist's brother. Surt travels from the south With the stick destroyer (fire) Shines from his sword the sun Of the gods of the slainock cliffs crash And troll-wives are abroad Heroes tread the road of Hel And heaven splitshen Hlin's second sorrow Comes to pass As Odin goes to fight the wolf And Beli's bright slayer against Surt There shall fall Frigg's delightdin's son goes to fight the wolf Vidar on his way Against the slaughterous beast With his hand he lets his blade pierce The son of Hverdungs heart So his father is avengedoes the great son of Hlodyn Dying to the serpent who shrinks from no shame And all the heroes shall then leave the world When Midgard's protector strikes his wrath! The sun will go dark Earth sink in the sea From heavenanish bright stars Steam surges And life's fires flame Flickers against the very sky. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
+MIDIAN+ Posted April 6, 2006 Report post Posted April 6, 2006 super,sad kad mi ode vreme s neta bacicu se na citanje... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Novaliis Posted April 6, 2006 Report post Posted April 6, 2006 super,sad kad mi ode vreme s neta bacicu se na citanje... Jel imas Hlidskjalf? Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wise Owl Posted July 13, 2006 Report post Posted July 13, 2006 Cradle of Filth - ubedljivo! Staroengleski, mmm Pogotovu album Cruelty and the Beast (inace mi je to njihov najdrazi album) Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Josif Visarionovič Posted July 14, 2006 Report post Posted July 14, 2006 Cruelty i Principle su remek-dela(kako poetska tako i muzicka) Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Black desire Posted July 14, 2006 Report post Posted July 14, 2006 Cradle pise najbolje tekstove... Wise Owl - u potpunosti se slazem za staroengleski... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
StarbreakeR Posted July 15, 2006 Report post Posted July 15, 2006 Kolko volim ove teme za nabijanje postova... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
SacrilegiouS Posted July 16, 2006 Report post Posted July 16, 2006 Emperor- Curse you all men Curse you, all men Whose coil is strong. I recognise the sparrows heart Beneath the theatre of misery. Disbelivers shalt by dawn Be forced to forever mourn. Curse you, all men That resent my empire. Cause I have risen again, At war this time. The truth I speak is your decease. My word is your defeat. And thou shalt not Be able to hide anymore. The prophecy will conquer at last Your sense of reality. With mission to kill, The theatre of misery. He has risen again, Armed with the source of sin. And as humans shalt fade, He shalt inherit their strength. Men of the damned, You will reluctantly Secure His eternal victory. Curse you, all men Whose coil is strong. I recognise the sparrows heart Beneath the theatre of misery. Disbelivers shalt by dawn Be forced to forever mourn. The truth I speak is your decease. My word is your defeat. Yes, you are indeed the few. I am the one. Btw starbraeker sto i ti lepo ne ucestvujes nego tu kvaris zabavu? Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
militant Posted July 16, 2006 Report post Posted July 16, 2006 Ne znam, recimo da gotivim tekstove ovih viking bendova. Jedan od najdražih je Summoning - Farewell. Burzum se podrazumeva. Cradle ima najbolje tekstove? Da, u zemlji šešira. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Black desire Posted July 16, 2006 Report post Posted July 16, 2006 Kolko volim ove teme za nabijanje postova... Da...posto na power-u nema ovakva tema slobodno dodji... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
+Abigail+ Posted July 16, 2006 Report post Posted July 16, 2006 (edited) Again I entreat thee, dazzling one, To once again embellish this quenchless soul Redeeming curse, painful splendour impregnate The light of utmost purity Light to see For blind are you who deny the luminous holiness of an immaculate soul, And blind are you who see mercy as a key Mercy denied, you shall never see again Light! ...Perditions light! Arise now O puissant angel of our glaring doom ...... For blind are you Denier of the radiant splendour in death And blind are you who dream of salvation through sin Sleep forever, but you shall never dream again Light! ...Perdition's light! Emerge now O strict angel of our glaring dawn... FUNERAL MIST (Perditions light, album Salvation) Da ne zaboravim dodati i DsO Edited July 16, 2006 by ~Abigail~ Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Novaliis Posted July 16, 2006 Report post Posted July 16, 2006 Jedine tekstove koje ozbiljno shvatam u Black Metalu su Burzum tekstovi, naravno. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Black desire Posted July 16, 2006 Report post Posted July 16, 2006 Pa sta ces kad i jedino Varg sve to ozbiljno shvata... Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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