Newsgroup: it.arti.musica.metal
Titolo: uno dei testi più belli

I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time
'Cuase at 5 o'clock they take me to the Gallows Pole
The sands of time for me are running low
When the priest comes to read me the last rites
I take a look through the bars at the last sights
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me
Can it be there's been some sort of an error
Hard to stop the surmounting terror
Is it really the end not some crazy dream
Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming
It's not easy to stop from screaming
But words escape me when I try to speak
Tears they flow but why am I crying?
After all am I not afraid of dying
Don't believe that there never is an end
As the guards march me out to the courtyard
Someone calls from a cell "God be with you"
If there's a God then why has he let me die?
As I walk all my life drifts before me
And though the end is near I'm not sorry
Catch my soul 'cause it's willing to fly away
Mark my words believe my soul lives on
Don't worry now that I have gone
I've gone beyond to see the truth
When you know that your time is close at hand
Maybe then you'll begin to understand
Life down there is just a strange illusion
secondo voi non è bellissimo?

 secondo voi non è bellissimo?
Si certo, ma loro ne hanno tantissimi altri che ho sempre trovato 
bellissimi.
--
Alessio "The Sentinel"

 bellissimi.
mi viene in mente infinite dreams anche 

secondo voi non č bellissimo?
Questo e' piu' bello!
I have come curiously close to the end, down
Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole
Defeated, Concede and move closer
I may find comfort here
I may find peace within the emptiness
How pitiful
It's calling me
And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping
The moon tells me a secret
My confidant
As full and bright as I am, this light is not my own
A million light reflections pass over me
It's source is bright and endless
She resuscitates the hopeless
Without her we are lifeless satellites drifting
And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt
Don't want to peer down here serving my narcissism
I must crucify the ego before it's far too late
I pray the light lifts me out
before I pine away
So crucify the ego before it's far too late
To leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical
And you will come to find that we are all one mind
Capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable
Just let the light touch you and let the words spill through
Just let them pass right through, bringing out our hope and reason
before we pine away
-- 
   Speedwagon

 secondo voi non č bellissimo?
Lo č.
Come canzone del "condannato a morte" preferisco perň questa:
Sunrise I greet you, the beauty of your light
so warm and tender was never the night
In tears I see you, the last time it will be
so give me your blessing, I'll meet my destiny
No rest for the Sinner
Hypnos refused me my sleep
This was the last night of my life
with wine I pondered on my deeds
I drank to the devil with servants
It's good with a friend where you go
No one would share my last chalice
So I drink to the ones that I know
Ring brother, ring for me
Ring the bells of hope and faith
Ring for my damnation
I am at the gallows end
With sad emotions, I sing this epitaph
my swansong, my headstone, the farewell of my heart
The hills of Tyburn, up where the gallows stand
only the vultures will come to see me hang
Behold the sight of my Golgatha
the gallows enlightened by the moon
proud of his art are the carpenter
his creation a tool for my doom
I am the outcast no winner
I am the fallen the one
that lived all his life as a sinner
The Tempter has called me his son
Soon it is time the dark has now fled
and I see the place for my death
the priest he will pray for my lost soul
I'm sure he's wasting his time
A sinner, a fool or a devil
or just a victim of life
It's no fun to burn in hell's fire
but I sure have enjoyed my life
Ring brother, ring for me
Ring the bells of hope and faith
Ring for my damnation
I am at the gallows end
Daniele

  secondo voi non č bellissimo?
No. Di piů.
-- 
Ian
http://ilgiudicatore.blogspot.com
 


Sabato ho avuto un incidente in macchina;
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Lunedì vado dallo sfasciacarrozze a riprendere la roba. Nello stereo 
c'è ancora la musicassetta. Dell'incidente non ricordavo niente, quindi 
preso dalla curiosità vado a sentire che canzone stavo ascoltando al 
momento del botto...indovinate un po? :D
-- 
Donny: "Are these the nazis, Walter?"
Walter Sobchack: "No, Donny. These men are nihilists, there's nothing 
to be afraid of."

 
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stica'....menomale non ti sei fatto un gran male...ma hai fatto tutto da 
solo? 

Iside65 ha scritto:
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Sì sì, curva in discesa a sinistra, sicuramente piano non andavo, 
strada bagnata, ho tirato dritto fino allo spigolo di un muretto di 
cemento all'esterno.
Per il male, ho un'"infrazione" (?) all'ulna sinistra, la mandibola 
dolorante e un taglio schifoso sulla lingua; subito dopoo l'incidente 
sanguinavo come Gene Simmons :D
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 sanguinavo come Gene Simmons :D
Vabbe', dai...nulla di grave....(si, ok...meglio senza, ma alla fine sei qui 
a scrivere....) 

 secondo voi non è bellissimo?
Si, commovente. Oltretutto la canzone riesce rendere in maniera
straordinaria, l'angoscia, la rabbia ed il terrore del condannato. Imho
la migliore degli Iron (e quindi la migliore di tutti :P)
-- 
Elwood (Peter S.)