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muspelheim

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nightfall

muspelheim
amorphis in ho$ bir parcasi..
as a rot to rape the spring sown seed
a plague sprang forth of his tracks
churns ran red when cows milked blood
and famine cracked poor backs

who would hear a lament sad
under the bright blue sky
that’s sung in hovels dark and low
with eyes too weak to cry

but horror be the nightfall’s gloom
for the man upon the road
when moon doth laugh at worthless lives
twice hard for all promise showed

empty stare upon his face
nine fathoms deep
he set upon the road again
on ground that bears no seed

road trippin

muspelheim
rhcp in californication albumunden cok ho$ bir parca..klibi de guseldir..

road trippin’ with my two favorite allies
fully loaded we got snacks and supplies
it’s time to leave this town, it’s time to steal away
let’s go get lost anywhere in the u.s.a.
let’s go get lost, let’s go get lost...

blue you sit so pretty west of the one
sparkle light with yellow icing just a mirror for the sun
just a mirror for the sun
just a mirror for the sun
these smiling eyes are just a mirror for...

so much as come before those battles lost and won
this life is shining more forever in the sun
now let us check our heads and let us check the surf
staying high and dry’s more trouble than it’s worth in the sun

just a mirror for the sun
just a mirror for the sun
these smiling eyes are just a mirror for...

in big sur we take some time to linger on
we three hunky dory’s got our snakefinger on
now let us drink the stars, it’s time to steal away
let’s go get lost right here in the u.s.a.
let’s go get lost, let’s go get lost...

blue you sit so pretty west of the one
sparkle light with yellow icing just a mirror for the sun

just a mirror for the sun
just a mirror for the sun
these smiling eyes are just a mirror for...
these smiling eyes are just a mirror for...
your smiling eyes are just a mirror for...

californication

muspelheim
ayrica albumde ayni isimde bir parca da bulunmaktadir..

psychic spies from china
try to steal your mind’s elation
little girls from sweden
dream of silver screen quotations
and if you want these kind of dreams
it’s californication
it’s the edge of the world
and all of western civilization
the sun may rise in the east
at least it settles in the final location
it’s understood that hollywood
sells californication
pay your surgeon very well
to break the spell of aging
celebrity skin is this your chin
or is that war your waging
chorus:
first born unicorn
hard core soft porn
dream of californication
dream of californication
marry me girl be my fairy to the world
be my very own constellation
a teenage bride with a baby inside
getting high on information
and buy me a star on the boulevard
it’s californication
space may be the final frontier
but it’s made in a hollywood basement
cobain can you hear the spheres
singing songs off station to station
and alderon’s not far away
it’s californication
born and raised by those who praise
control of population everybody’s been there and
i don’t mean on vacation
destruction leads to a very rough road
but it also breeds creation
and earthquakes are to a girl’s guitar
they’re just another good vibration
and tidal waves couldn’t save the world
from californication
pay your surgeon very well
to break the spell of aging
sicker than the rest
there is no test
but this is what you’re craving

the decline

muspelheim
nofx un gusel bir parcasi...

where are all the stupid people from?
and how’d they get to be so dumb?
bred on purple mountain range
feed amber waves of grains
to lesser human beings, zero feelings

blame it on
human nature, mans destiny (mans destiny)
blame it on the greediocracy (greediocracy)
fear of god
the fear of change
the fear of truth

add the bill of rights, subtract the wrongs
there’s no answers
memorize and sing star spangled songs
when the questions
aren’t ever asked
is anybody learning from the past?
we’re living in united stagnation

father what have i done?
i took that 22
a gift to me from you
to bed with me each night
kept it clean
polished it well
cherished every cartridge, every shell

down, by the creek, under brush, under dirt
there’s a carcass of my second kill
down, by the park, under stone, under pine
there’s a carcass of my brother william
brother where, have you gone to?
i swear, i never thought i could
i see so many times
they told me to shoot straight
don’t pull the trigger, squeeze
that will insure a kill
a kill is what you want
a kill is why we breed

the christians love their guns
the church and nra
pray for their salvations
prey on the lower faiths

the story book’s been read
and every line believed
curriculum’s been set
logic is a threat
reason searched and seized

jerry spent some time in michigan
a twenty year vacation, after all he had a dime
a dime is worth a lot more in detroit
a dime in california, a twenty dollar fine

jerry only stayed a couple months
it’s hard to enjoy yourself while bleeding out the ass
asphyxiation is simple and fast
it beats seventeen fun years of being someones bitch

don’t think (stay)
drink your wine (home)
watch the fire burn (be)
his problems not mine (safe)
just be that model citizen

i wish i had a schilling
(for each senseless killing)
for every senseless killing
i’d buy a government
america’s for sale
and you can get a good deal on it
(a good deal on it)
and make a healthy profit
or maybe, tear it apart
start with assumption
that a million people are smart
smarter than one

serotonin’s gone
she gave up, drifted away
sara fled, thought process gone
she left her answering machine on
the greeting left spoken sincere
messages no one will ever hear

ten thousand messages a day
a million more transmissions lay
victims of the laissez faire
ten thousand voices, a hundred guns
a hundred decibels turns to one
one bullet, one empty head
now with serotonin gone

the man who used to speak
performs a cute routine
feel a little patronized
don’t feel bad
they found a way inside your head
and you feel a bit misled
it’s not that they don’t care, yeah

the television’s put a thought inside your head
llike a barry manilow, jingle
i’d like, to teach the world to sing
in perfect harmony
a symphonic blank stare, yeah
it doesn’t make you care (make you care)
not designed to make you care (make you care)
they’re betting you won’t care (you won’t...)

place a wager on your greed
a wager on your pride
why try to beat them when, a million others tried?

we are the whore
intellectually spayed
we are the queer
dysfunctionally raised

one more pill to kill the pain
one more pill to kill the pain
one more pill to kill the pain
living through conformity

one more prayer to keep me safe
one more prayer to keep us warm
one more prayer to keep us safe
there’s gonna be a better place

lost the battle, lost the war
lost the things worth living for
lost the will to win the fight
one more pill to kill the pain

na na na na na
la na na na na
na na na na na
na na na na na

the going get tough, the tough get debt
don’t pay attention, pay the rent
next of kins pay for your sins
a little faith should keep us safe

save us
the human, existence
is failing, resistance
essential, the future
written off, the odds are
astronomically against us
only moron and genius
would fight a losing battle
against the super ego
when giving in is so damn comforting

and so we go, on with our lives
we know the truth, but prefer lies
lies are simple, simple is bliss
why go against tradition when we can
admit defeat, live in decline
be the victim of our own design
the status quo, built on suspect
why would anyone stick out their neck?

fellow members
club "we’ve got ours"
i’d like to introduce you to our host
he’s got his, and i’ve got mine
meet the decline

we are the queer
we are the whore
ammunition
in the class war
we are worker
we love our queen
we sacrifice
we’re soilent green

we are the queer
we are the whore
ammunition
in the class war

like fire to water

muspelheim
orphaned land in el norra alila albumunden super bir parca...

different yet the same, in our soul pride and blame
the son and daughter, like fire to water
the two live within us
we pray our faith for help
like madness and sin, kin passes to kin
the fire and water, the sacred slaughter
... all that and more told in ancient lore

now i shall begin...

to set forth on a quest, all past is put to rest
so we shall never have to cry again
so we shall forever remain sane
the force of belief, brings me relief
let us now unite, we fly as one
with the wings god has sent, we fly into the end...
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