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denexus — Sat, 28 Nov 2009 17:45:53 +0000

Paint It Black – Rolling Stones

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they’re all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens ev’ry day

I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it has been painted black
Maybe then I’ll fade away and not have to face the facts
It’s not easy facin’ up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you

If I look hard enough into the settin’ sun
My love will laugh with me before the mornin’ comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

Hmm, hmm, hmm,…

I wanna see it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black
Yeah!

Más Música (X…)

denexus — Sat, 28 Nov 2009 17:31:37 +0000

Inkubus Sukkubus – Church of Madness

Here come the Christian knights
Dressed in red and white
To bring the Holy Word and set the world alight
Here comes a plague of idiots blinded by their faith
Here comes the Inquisition to burn you at the stake
Here comes the Church of Madness
Bearing gifts of death and torture
Here comes the Church of Madness
Of Jesus Christ their Lord
The fire and the fury
To be our judge to be our jury
Here comes the Church of Madness
Of Jesus Christ their Lord
A new dark age descending, it’s Torquemada’s dream
Liberty lies raped, crushed, broken
Neath the Christian war machine
Nation after nation falling
In the shadow of the Christian sword
With death they bring the lore of love
What do they tell the people of their old crusades?
Of the women and the children
Impaled on Christian blades
Rejoice they say for we are saved
And we must sing the fight
Sing it till your lungs burst or they’ll set you alight

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denexus — Sat, 28 Nov 2009 16:26:06 +0000

Pearl Jam – Immortality (Live)

Vacate is the word
Vengeance has no place on me or her
Cannot find the comfort in this world
Artificial tear
Vessel stabbed, next up, volunteers?
Vulnerable
Wisdom can’t adhere
A truant finds home
And a wish to hold on
But there’s a trapdoor in the Sun

Immortality…

As privileged as a whore
Victims in demand for public show
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door
Holier than Thou, How?
Surrendered, executed anyhow
Scrawl dissolved
Cigar box on the floor
A truant finds home
And a wish to hold on too
He saw the trapdoor in the Sun

Immortality..

I Cannot stop the thought
I’m Running in the dark
Coming up a which way sign
All good truants must decide
Oh, Stripped and sold, mom
Auctioned forearm
And Whiskers in the sink
Truants move on
Cannot stay long
Some die just to live

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denexus — Sat, 28 Nov 2009 16:11:28 +0000

Pearl Jam – Crazy Mary (Live)

She lived on the curve in the road in an old tar paper shack.
On the south side of the town on the wrong side of the tracks.
Sometimes on the way into town we’d say, “Mama can we stop and give her a ride?”
Sometimes we did but her hands flew from her side.
Wild eyed crazy Mary.

Down a long dirt road past the Parson’s place.
That old blue car we used to race.
Little country store with a sign tacked to the side.
Said ‘NO L-O-I-T-E-R-I-N-G ALLOWED.’
Underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd.

Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around.
Take a bottle drink it down. Drink it… Pass it around. Pass it a…
A-take a bottle drink it down. Pass it… Pass it a… Pass it around.

One night thunder cracked. Mercy backed outside her windowsill.
Dreamed I was flying high above the trees over the hills.
Looked down into the house of Mary.
Bare bulb on Newspaper covered walls. And Mary rising up above it all.
Oh… Oh… Oh…

Next morning on the way into town saw some skid marks and followed them around.
Over the curve, through the fields, into the house of Mary.
That what you fear the most could meet you halfway. (x2)

Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around.
Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it… Pass it around. Pass it a…
Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it… Pass it a… Pass it around.
Oh, pass it a… Pass it arround. Pass it a… Pass it a… Pass it a…
Oh yeah.

Perfect Strangers

denexus — Tue, 22 Sep 2009 00:13:30 +0000

Andy McKee

denexus — Mon, 21 Sep 2009 23:50:57 +0000

acoustic

denexus — Mon, 21 Sep 2009 23:48:31 +0000

Música

denexus — Mon, 21 Sep 2009 23:30:03 +0000

Wolfsheim – Kein Zurück

Weißt du noch, wie’s war
Kinderzeit… wunderbar…
Die Welt ist bunt und schön.
Bis du irgendwann begreifst,
Dass nicht jeder Abschied heißt,
Es gibt auch ein Wiedersehen

Immer vorwärts, Schritt um Schritt … Es geht kein Weg zurück!
Und Was jetzt ist, wird nie mehr ungeschehen.
Die Zeit läuft uns davon, Was getan ist, ist getan.
Was jetzt ist, wird nie mehr so geschehen.

Ein Wort zuviel im Zorn gesagt,
‘N Schritt zu weit nach vorn gewagt.
Schon ist es vorbei.
Was auch immer jetzt getan,
Was ich gesagt hab’, ist gesagt,
Und was wie ewig schien ist schon Vergangenheit.

Ach, und könnt’ ich doch nur ein einz’ges Mal Die Uhren rückwärts drehen,
Denn wieviel von dem, was ich heute weiß, Hätt’ ich lieber nie gesehen.

Dein Leben dreht sich nur im Kreis,
So voll von weggeworfener Zeit,
und Deine Träume schiebst Du endlos vor Dir her.
Du willst noch leben irgendwann,
Doch wenn nicht heute, wann denn dann…?
Denn irgendwann ist auch ein Traum zu lange her.

Freddie Scott – You Got What I Need

denexus — Thu, 25 Jun 2009 22:40:49 +0000

Adoctrinando.

denexus — Thu, 14 May 2009 18:39:03 +0000

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