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Nataliya

43 года, дева, познакомится с парнем в возрасте 40-50 лет

Заметки с меткой «метал»

Hypocrisy- Paled Empty Sphere


I can feel the sorrow build inside my mind.
The purpose exists at the price I had to pay.
Freedom!
Freedom!
Is this the life I had to live?
I pretend there's nothing to complain about.
Am I lost in the circle that can't be broken?
Or is this just a pale empty dream?
The vault is closing in and I can't breathe.
It feels like I'm under water, and I can't swim.
Freedom!
Freedom!
Is this the life I had to live?
I pretend there's nothing to complain about.
Am I lost in the circle that can't be broken?
Or is this just a pale empty dream?
Is this the life I had to live?
I pretend there's nothing to complain about.
Am I lost in the circle that can't be broken?
Or is this just a pale empty dream?

Hate Eternal - Behold Judas


As I stand before thee, Master of the arcane,
Lest we forget your burden father,
From beneath the binding of the irreverent one who is shroud in darkness
Revealed! Heathen to all that is sacred!

Behold Judas, Betrayer,
Behold Judas, Behold.
Curse thy prophet, abhor thy martyr

Behold Judas, Deceiver,
Behold Judas, Behold.

I serve myself unto thee, Master of the Labyrinth,
Succumb we must to this promised design

From within you suffer, Your knowledge of your transgressions.

I bow down before you, master of the kingdom,
Under the guise of a holy existence,
From the depths of all time,
Is the man who claims to be our savior
Emerged! Traitor to all that is holy!

Behold Judas, Betrayer,
Behold Judas, Behold.
Curse thy prophet, Abhor thy martyr.

Behold Judas, Deceiver,
Behold Judas, Behold.
Mock thy tyrant, Cast out thy ruler.

Behold Judas, Betrayer,
Behold Judas, Behold,
Curse thy prophet, Abhor thy martyr.

Behold Judas, Behold Judas,
Behold!

Prevail I shall, Usurper of Darkness,

Be gone!
Be gone!
Be gone!
Be gone!

I bestow upon you my contempt, Master of the labyrinth,
I bestow upon you malice, Master of the kingdom,
I bestow upon you savagery, Master of the Revered Place

52 правила death-металиста

1.На уроках сиди и рычи.
2.Если тебя вызвали к доске:
А)Потряси головой, пальцы показуют козу в этот час
Б)Спой куплет каннибалов (даже два)!!!
В) Разреж себе руки, и кричи (Хай живе мертвий метал, хлопці)
3.Купи себе футболку с попсовой группой, замажь картинку кровью , и напиши « это не слушать ,а слушать дет»
4.Когда целуешься закати глаза и главное рычи.
5. Крути голову как хочешь, снизу-вверх или круговые движение, или руки на пояс, ноги на ширине плеч, голова влево вправо

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Amon Amarth - Varyags Of Miklagaard


Miklagaard has been our home

For twenty years or more

We've lent our axes, spears and swords

In service of the emperor


We are loyal warriors

That's the oath we gave

To protect the emperor

Even to a violent grave


Our loyalty was always firm

We kept our given word

On these southern battlefields

Our northern war cries roared


Battles have been fought

Many gave their lives

But all who died by axe and sword

Were called to hall up high


Our time here

Is now at end

Can't help but reminisce

A cold spring day

So long ago

When we set out to sea


We!

Set out from Svitjod's

Shores!

With dreams of fame and

Gold!

And!

The work of weaving

Norn's!

Was unknown


We were loyal warriors

That's the oath we gave

To protect the emperor

Even to the grave


It's time to take farewell

We have been resolved

From the sacred oath we gave

It's time to go back home


Out time here

Is now at end

Our memories will stay

Of Miklagaard

Our southern home

Until the end of days


We!

Set out for Svitjod's

Shores!

With honor and

Rewards!

We return back

Home!

We return back

Home!

With honor and

Rewards!

We return back

Home!

Amon Amarth - Where Is Your God ?


the enemy has come for you

hear the pounding thunder hooves

there's no time to run or hide

draw the weapon from your side


when they ride out from morning mist

with sharp blades in mighty fists

one hundred warriors on horse

an awesome brutal force


you feel weak and scared

fear has gripped your heart

you will soon be over run

you will soon be torn apart


now where is your god

does he hear your prayers

does he even care for you

his silence speaks loud and clear


raid is done

see the country burn

all are gone

only misery remains

raid is done

the warriors return

all are gone

all that's left is pain


the vikings strike so fast and hard

those who run won't make it far

and those who chose to stand and fight

they have made the choice to die


the weapons tear

through flesh and bone

dying men that scream and moan

with severed limbs

to the hall of death


the battlefield is full of death

feel the stench of rotting flesh

when the entire country burns

as the warriors return


and they came out

from morning mist

with sharp blades in mighty fists

they leave this land

all burned and scorn

those alive will mourn


now where is your god

does he hear your prayers

does he even care for you

his silence speaks loud and clear


raid is done

see the country burn

all are gone

only misery remains

raid is done

the warriors return

all are gone

all that's left is pain

raid is done

see the country burn

only misery remains

all are gone

warriors return

all that's left is pain

where's your god

does he hear your prayers

does he even care

where's your god

does he hear your prayers

a silence loud and clear

Amon Amarth - Free Will Sacrifice


See them gathered on the plains now

See an army strong and vast

As long as one of us remains here

None of them will ever pass


Here they come so raise the shields high

Like wolves they show their teeth

None of us will ever yield now

To the scavengers beneath


We're outnumbered ten to one here

Still I love the odds

We will sacrifice them one by one

Send them off to the gods


Soon we will be gone

A free will sacrifice

As free men we are born

And free we shall die


Here they come ten thousand strong

Charging up the hill

This day will be both hard and long

They move in for the kill


Hold the line don't let it break

Use your sword and spear

A glory death for all awaits

All who knows no fear


Hoards of men they beat the shields

Like waves they break away

We face our woven destiny

And we don't fear the grave


Soon we will be gone

A free will sacrifice

As free men we are born

And free we shall die

Amon Amarth - Twilight Of The Thunder God


There comes Fenris' twin

His jaws are open wide

The serpent rises from the waves


Jormundgandr twists and turns

Mighty in his wrath

The eyes are full of primal hate


Thor Odin’s son

Protector of mankind

Ride to meet your fate

Your destiny awaits

Thor Hldyn’s son

Protector of mankind

Ride to meet your fate

Ragnark awaits


Vingthor rides to face

The snake with hammer high

At the edge of the world


Bolts of lightning fills the air

As Mjlner does its work

The dreadful serpent roars in pain


Thor Odin’s son

Protector of mankind

Ride to meet your fate

Your destiny awaits

Thor Hldyn’s son

Protector of mankind

Ride to meet your fate

Ragnark awaits


Mighty Thor grips the snake

Firmly by it's tounge

Lifts his hammer high to strike

Soon his work is done

Vingtor sends the giant snake

Bleeding to the depth

Twilight of the thundergod

Ragnark awaits

Twilight of the thundergod

Twilight of the thundergod

Twilight of the thundergod


Thor Odin’s son

Protector of mankind

Ride to meet your fate

Your destiny awaits

Thor Hldyn’s son

Protector of mankind

Ride to meet your fate

Ragnark awaits

Amon Amarth - The Hero


The blade I swing
Is black as night
Black as my soulless heart
It bears the burden
Of many lives
But I don't feel remorse

I lent my sword
To anyone
Willing to pay the price
No regrets for
What I've done
A mercenary's life

But there i was
On battleground
Until I felt the jaws of death
Cut into my flesh
Defending old and weak
But I did not retreat

Now, here I lie
In my own blood
And strangers cry for me
I'm prepared to meet the gods
I wish they'd let me be

I don't deserve
Their sympathy
I know who I am
My soul is death and misery
I am an evil man

I rest in my blood
Soon I will face the gods
Strangers cry for me
I wish they'd let me be

Show no sympathy
Shed no tears for me
I know who I am
I am an evil man

I know who I am
I am an evil man

Твой идеальный мир

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