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    U2 - Mothers of the Disappeared

    Midnight, our sons and daughters
    Were cut down and taken from us.
    Hear their heartbeat
    We hear their heartbeat.

    In the wind we hear their laughter
    In the rain we see their tears.
    Hear their heartbeat, we hear their heartbeat.

    Night hangs like a prisoner
    Stretched over black and blue.
    Hear their heartbeats
    We hear their heartbeats.

    In the trees our sons stand naked
    Through the walls our daughter cry
    See their tears in the rainfall.
    "Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world."Nelson Mandela
    DEUTSCHE AIDS-HILFE-DRK
    ÄRZTE OHNE GRENZEN-AMNESTY INTERNATIONAL DEUTSCHLAND

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      bad brains - i

      Not as much but with such intensity,
      I'd like to be what they would not want me to be,
      I like to cram their chivalry inside their guts
      I'd like to leave it all behind with the rest of the nuts
      I,I
      Not as much but with more feeling now,
      I'd like to forget about you and try to break it somehow,
      I'd like to push it aside until I can see some more,
      I'd like to leave you where I found you lyin on the floor,
      I,I
      I guess its too bad, I guess its too bad,
      I guess its too bad, i guess its too bad for you (Repeat)
      It seems the truth always prevails on your face,
      And in the end I see what's in its place,
      So in the future you just may see,
      That's what you'll receive is what you gave to me.
      This post is protected by : Azatoth, demon sultan and master of illusion. ZOCKTAN!, Hiob 30, 16-17, Streichelt mein Ego,
      "I was a victim of a series of accidents, as are we all."
      Yossarian Lives!

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        Depeche Mode The Sinner in me

        If I could just hide
        The sinner inside
        And keep him denied
        How sweet life would be
        If I could be free
        From the sinner in me

        I'll never be a saint
        That's not a picture
        That your memory paints
        Not renowned for my patience
        I'm not renowned for my restraint

        But you're always around
        You can always be found
        To pick me up
        When I'm on the ground

        If I could just hide
        The sinner inside
        And keep him denied
        How sweet life would be
        If I could be free
        From the sinner in me

        I'm still recovering
        Still getting over all the suffering
        More known for my anger
        Than for any other thing

        But you've always tried
        To be by my side
        And catch my fall
        When I start to slide

        If I could just hide
        The sinner inside
        And keep him denied
        How sweet life would be
        If I could be free
        From the sinner in me

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          Nightwish : Swanheart


          All those beautiful people
          I want to have them all
          All those porcelain models
          If only I could make them fall

          Be my heart a well of love
          Flowing free so far above

          A wintry eve
          Once upon a tale
          An Ugly Duckling
          Lost in a verse
          Of a sparrow's carol
          Dreaming the stars

          Be my heart a well of love
          Flowing free so far above

          In my world
          Love is for poets
          Never the famous balcony scene
          Just a dying faith
          On a heaven's gate

          Crystal pond awaits the lorn
          Tonight another morn for the lonely one is born
          ...reality.sys corrupted, restart universe...

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            Rx Bandits - Overcome

            We've had enough
            We've had enough
            We've had enough of the politicians
            We've had enough yeah
            Of these politician's wars
            All we need right now is love
            We've had enough of these military scoreboards
            What we need right now is love, come on
            We've had enough of these politician's wars
            All we need right now is love
            We've had enough of these military scoreboards
            All we need right now is love
            We've had enough of these politician's wars
            All we need right now is love
            We've had enough of these military scoreboards
            All we need right now is love

            Turn it up
            The future is held in the hands
            Who right the textbooks
            Ignorance is bred when falsified thinking is taught
            To the youth instead of
            Past mistakes and mind elevation,
            Like the graves that manifest destiny has created
            So we can build our
            Capitalist consumer based economy,
            To build, market,
            And sell commodities we don't need
            But we are trained to believe like celebrity imaging
            Well I'm here to take my feelings back and I hope That you will be with me

            I can't wait for that day
            When I hear us all screaming.
            Ahhhhhhhhh,
            I can't wait for that day
            When I hear us all singing together,
            Ooooohhhhhh
            I can't wait for that day
            When I hear us all screaming.
            Ahhhhhhhhh
            I can't wait for that day
            When I hear us all singing together,
            Ahhh,

            I can't wait for the day
            When I hear us all screaming,
            HERE COMES THE REVOLUTION.
            When every race color
            And creed of militant human beings stand up
            With fists together for substance and true meaning
            Because right now we got our feet stuck in cement
            We're too caught up in
            A material status quo punishment
            And one thing is for sure
            And that's the sun will always set,
            Darling you can bet our moon is quite the opposite
            So baby take a axe to your makeup kit
            Set ablaze the billboards and their advertisements
            Love with all your hearts and never forget
            How good it feels to be alive
            And strive for your desire
            Just cause you can't see
            Your cage doesn't mean that you are free
            When there are laws against nature
            But its ok for you to be
            Addicted to over the counter prescriptions
            And magazines dictate all our human relations

            I'm not buying, no I'm not giving in
            To a culture that objectifies all of our women
            I'm not buying, no I'm not consuming
            The apathetic dribble on the news media's chin
            I'm not buying, no I'm not giving in
            The lies that are sold through textbooks to children
            I'm not buying, no I'm not consuming
            Cause the positive will
            Always overcome the negative right

            And we stay inside, its right outside,
            We stand in line
            We all enjoy the fences to keep it at bay
            But I'm not giving in
            "There are those that look at things the way they are, and ask 'why?' I dream of things that never were, and ask 'why not?'" - Robert F. Kennedy

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              in meinem plattenschrank gestöbert und ich bin über einen hardcore klassiker gefallen!

              Cro-Mags, World Peace
              All you hippies better start to face reality,
              All your far fetched dreams of anarchy,
              Better start to see things the way they are,
              Cause the way things
              Are going they won't be goin' far.

              World peace can't be done.
              It just can't exist.
              World peace can't be done.
              Anarchy's a mess.

              Things are gettin hectic.
              It's all gonna end.
              You don't know what's waitin' up around the bend.
              Open your eyes, perhaps you'll realize.
              If AIDS don't get ya then the warheads will.

              All you hippies better start to face reality,
              All your far fetched dreams of anarchy,
              Better start to see things the way they are,
              Cause the way things
              Are going they won't be goin' far.

              World peace can't be done.
              It just can't exist.
              World peace can't be done.
              Anarchy's a mess.

              Things are gettin hectic.
              It's all gonna end.
              You don't know what's waitin' up around the bend.
              Open your eyes, perhaps you'll realize.
              If AIDS don't get ya then the warheads will.

              World peace can't be done!
              World peace!
              It just can't exist.
              World peace!
              World peace can't be done.
              World peace!
              Anarchy's a mess!
              World peace can't be done!
              World peace!
              No it can't.
              World peace!
              It just won't exist.
              World peace! World peace! World peace!
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              "I was a victim of a series of accidents, as are we all."
              Yossarian Lives!

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                Nochmal was von Cradle - wobei "a swansong for Leda" die genialste Zeile ist, wenn man sich etwas in der griechischen Mythologie auskennt :

                Cradle of Filth - Nemesis

                Tonight is the night
                The empowering wind that draws breath from despise
                Roars ‘neath my wings as I soar with the end in sight

                Choirs ignite
                A swansong for Leda
                Deathknells for Troy
                Tragedy blooms from one act
                I am nemesis

                Poured in my arms
                When my daughter’s eyelids closed
                I swore to slaughter those
                Who stole my ray of moonlight

                So strike up the skies
                The diction of thunder
                God-given rites
                No fiction can deafen the fact
                I am nemesis

                Cowled in the utter grief
                I am the priest of a new disorder
                Whose flag unfurled
                Bears a hatred for the western world

                The is no compromise
                No piped lament
                To stay the blind
                Just a shrike cacophony of war

                Ashes ember, fires rise
                No longer am I paralysed
                Now I drown in a loss worth fighting for

                Black is my heart
                Black is my heart
                Black is my heart
                I am nemesis

                Black is my heart
                Black is my heart
                Black is my heart
                I am nemesis
                Nemesis
                Nemesis

                Tonight is the night
                The city sweats fever, the filth in her womb
                Shifts like the season’s unease at the hands of doom

                Restless inside
                Her split underbelly
                Suitored with flies
                Martial bowels now contract
                I am nemesis

                Poured in my arms
                When my daughter’s eyelids closed
                I swore to slaughter those
                Who stole my ray of moonlight
                Never again
                Our enemies entertained
                I toy at the clasp of her chain
                And remember the fight

                Cowled in utter grief
                I am the priest of a new disorder
                Whose flag unfurled
                Bears a hatred for the western world

                There is no compromise
                No piped lament to stay the blind
                Just a shrike cacophony of war

                Ashes ember, fires rise
                No longer am I Palestined
                Now I drown in a loss worth fighting for

                Black is my heart
                Black is my heart
                Black is my heart
                I am nemesis

                Black is my heart
                Black is my heart
                Black is my heart
                I am nemesis

                Black is my heart
                Black is my heart
                Black is my heart
                I am nemesis

                Black is my heart
                Black is my heart
                Black is my heart
                I am nemesis
                Nemesis
                “Are these things really better than the things I already have? Or am I just trained to be dissatisfied with what I have now?”― Chuck Palahniuk, Lullaby
                They have nothing in their whole imperial arsenal that can break the spirit of one Irishman who doesn't want to be broken - Bobby Sands
                Christianity makes everyone have this mentality that escapism is a bad thing. You know "Don't run away from the real world - deal with it." Why ? Why should you have to suffer? - Marilyn Manson

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                  Ein grossartiger Text über eine Lebenssituation wie sie dieser Tage vielen Leuten bekannt vorkommen dürfte:

                  HARD-FI "Cash Machine"

                  Go to a cash machine
                  To get a ticket home
                  Message on the screen
                  Says don't make plans, you're broke
                  No, no this can't be right
                  I know that time is tight
                  I've only just been paid
                  Three weeks five days, til I'm seen
                  Right...
                  No...
                  I scratch a living, it ain't easy
                  You know it's a drag
                  I'm always paying, never make it
                  But you can't look back
                  I wonder if I'll ever get
                  To where I want to be
                  Better believe it
                  I'm working for the cash machine

                  I try to phone a friend
                  My credit's in the red
                  I try to skip the fare
                  Ticket inspector's there
                  No no, this can't be right
                  I live an honest life
                  It seems like sometimes
                  You don't cross the line
                  You don't get
                  By...
                  No...

                  I scratch a living, it ain't easy
                  You know it's a drag
                  I'm always paying, never make it
                  But you can't look back
                  I wonder if I'll ever get
                  To where I want to be
                  Better believe it
                  Yeah...

                  What am I gonna do
                  My girlfriend's test turned blue
                  We tried to play it safe
                  That night we could not wait
                  No no, this can't be right
                  She said it would be alright
                  I can't afford to be a daddy
                  So I leave tonight...
                  No...

                  I scratch a living, it ain't easy
                  You know it's a drag
                  I'm always paying, never make it
                  But you can't look back
                  I wonder if I'll ever get
                  To where I want to be
                  Better believe it
                  I'm working for the cash machine
                  Cash machine
                  Cash machine ...

                  There's a hole in my pocket, my pocket, my pocket
                  There's a hole in my pocket, my pocket, my pocket
                  There's a hole in my pocket, my pocket, my pocket
                  There's a hole in my pocket
                  Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

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                    @Blackpain
                    Ja...darüber könnte ich auch ein Lied singen

                    ---

                    Nochmal was von den Rx Bandits...ein "Loblied" auf die USA

                    Rx Bandits - Newsstand Rock


                    Now America's got a brand new war
                    Can anybody tell me what we're fighting for?
                    Time to manufacture the illusion of safety
                    Don't fear, just consume to uphold the economy
                    Yeah we always buy everything that they're selling
                    Everything that they're selling

                    Paying for the bombs that fall on our children
                    Now we're headed for our own demise
                    Dreaming of another mushroom cloud horizon
                    And that's the bottom line
                    It's time to cancel my subscription
                    I just can't stomach anymore of the lies
                    Violence equals violence and its no solution
                    And that's the bottom line

                    Now turn on the radio and hear what it's saying
                    Another hollow candy coated melody about nothing
                    Easier to sell it don't require you to think
                    Dumbed down drool, a fa§ade suck-cess
                    We're still buying everything that they're selling
                    Everything that they're selling

                    Now I'm lookin for the truth and solid meaning
                    So I can scrape the glass of both of my eyes
                    Stuffed to the gills
                    With a false sense of stubstance
                    And now I realize
                    So its time to cancel my subscription
                    I just can't stomach anymore of the lies
                    Wealth the spectacle of a greedy solution and That's the bottom line

                    Now I'm not buying anything that they're selling
                    Not giving in this time, this time, this time

                    Paying for the bombs that fall on our children
                    Now we're headed for our own demise
                    Dreaming of another mushroom cloud horizon
                    And that's the bottom line
                    It's time to cancel my subscription
                    I just can't stomach anymore of the lies
                    Violence equals violence and its no solution
                    And that's the bottom line
                    "There are those that look at things the way they are, and ask 'why?' I dream of things that never were, and ask 'why not?'" - Robert F. Kennedy

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                      einer meiner absoluten Lieblingssongs und eines der ersten Lieder, die ich spielen konnte!

                      Black Sabbath - Iron Man
                      Has he lost his mind?
                      Can he see or is he blind?
                      Can he walk at all,
                      Or if he moves will he fall?
                      Is he alive or dead?
                      Has he thoughts within his head?
                      We'll just pass him there
                      Why should we even care?
                      He was turned to steel
                      In the great magnetic field
                      Where he traveled time
                      For the future of mankind
                      Nobody wants him
                      He just stares at the world
                      Planning his vengeance
                      That he will soon unfold
                      Now the time is here
                      For Iron Man to spread fear
                      Vengeance from the grave
                      Kills the people he once saved
                      Nobody wants him
                      They just turn their heads
                      Nobody helps him
                      Now he has his revenge
                      Heavy boots of lead
                      Fills his victims full of dread
                      Running as fast as they can
                      Iron Man lives again!
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                      "I was a victim of a series of accidents, as are we all."
                      Yossarian Lives!

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                        noch eine black sabbath song, den ich einfach nur großartig finde.

                        Black Sabbath - Sabbath Bloody Sabbath

                        You see right through distorted eyes, you know you had to learn,
                        The execution of your mind, you really had to turn.
                        The race is run, the book is read, the end begins to show.
                        The truth is out, the lies are old, but you don't want to know.

                        Nobody will ever let you know,
                        When you ask the reasons why.
                        They just tell you that you're on your own,
                        Fill your head all full of lies.

                        The people who have crippled you, you wanna see them burn.
                        The gates of life have closed on you and there's just no return.
                        You're wishing that the hands of doom could take your mind away.
                        And you don't care if you don't see again the light of day.

                        Nobody will ever let you know,
                        When you ask the reasons why.
                        They just tell you that you're on your own,
                        Fill your head all full of lies.
                        You bastards!

                        Where can you run to? What more can you do?
                        No more tomorrow; life is killing you.
                        Dreams turn to nightmares, heaven turns to hell.
                        Burns out confusion, nothing more to tell.
                        Yeah.

                        Ev'rything around you, what's it coming to?
                        God knows as your dog knows; god blast all of you.
                        Sabbath, Bloody Sabbath, nothing more to do.
                        Living just for dying, dying just for you
                        Yeah.
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                        "I was a victim of a series of accidents, as are we all."
                        Yossarian Lives!

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                          es ist spät und ich trinke... dabei höre ich musik
                          von agnostic front:

                          I Had Enough

                          I see right through your games
                          I know what´s going on
                          You need a desperate change
                          You think you´re the only one.

                          You got no sanctuary - as far as I can see
                          You´ve got no power over me I disagree.

                          Set things straight - I´m gonna set things straight
                          I´ve had enough
                          You and me are gonna set things straight
                          I´ve had enough

                          I´ve got no time for this
                          My life is passing by
                          There´s nothing that I´ll miss
                          It´s time to say goodbye.

                          I´ve had enough
                          ´cause you´re too much
                          I´ve had enough
                          you´re just too much.
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                          "I was a victim of a series of accidents, as are we all."
                          Yossarian Lives!

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                            tja alleine sein und bier trinken und eine stereoanlage, eine gefährliche mischung:

                            Electric Six - Danve Commander

                            You must obey the dance commander
                            Givin' out the order for fun
                            You must obey the dance commander
                            You know that he's the only one
                            who gives the orders here,
                            alright
                            who gives the orders here,
                            alright

                            It would be awesome
                            if we could dance-a
                            It would be awesome, yeah
                            let's take the chance-a
                            It would be awesome, yeah
                            let's start the show
                            because you never know
                            you never know
                            you never know until you go

                            Alright
                            Alright

                            ...who gives the orders here
                            Alright
                            ...who gives the orders here
                            Alright

                            The lines are drawn, the orders are in
                            the dance commander's ready to sin
                            Radio message from HQ
                            Dance commander, we love you.

                            Let's get this party started right, y'all.
                            Let's get this party started right.

                            I went to the store to get more
                            fire... to start the war
                            Everybody in this club is whack
                            I feel like I'm headed straight for a heart attack

                            Girls are pretty
                            Girls are nice
                            Take your chances
                            roll the dice.
                            Take your chances...

                            It would be awesome
                            if we could dance-a
                            It would be awesome, yeah
                            let's take the chance-a
                            It would be awesome, yeah
                            let's start the show
                            because you never know
                            you never know
                            you never know until you go

                            I wanna make it last forever
                            I wanna make it last forever
                            I wanna make it last forever
                            I wanna make it last forever
                            I wanna make it last forever
                            I wanna make it last forever
                            I wanna make it last forever
                            I wanna make it last forever

                            I wanna make it last forever
                            I wanna make it last forever
                            I wanna make it last forever
                            I wanna make it last forever
                            I wanna make it last forever
                            I wanna make it last forever
                            I wanna make it last forever

                            Ooo, baby!

                            Alright
                            Alright

                            You must obey the dance commander
                            You must obey the dance commander
                            You must obey the dance commander
                            You must obey the dance commander

                            Come on!
                            Come on, come on, come on, come on
                            Come on...
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                            "I was a victim of a series of accidents, as are we all."
                            Yossarian Lives!

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                              hmmm es ist einfach ein großartiges album...

                              Electric Six - Naked Pictures Of Your Mother

                              Well nobody wants to burn in Hell
                              but everybody's got a soul to sell.
                              When I was young my mama gave me some advice
                              She said "Boy, don't you know everybody's got a price?"

                              I make lots of money, I make more money than you
                              I drive around in my limo, that's what I was born to do
                              And I might like you better if we fucked together
                              If it's not to be you know that I got somethin' better for you:

                              Naked pictures of your mother
                              Naked pictures of your mother
                              Naked pictures of your mother GO

                              Solo!

                              I dropped a bomb on Japan
                              I was a hostage in Iran
                              I'm the ugly American
                              Now I'm a government man
                              A government man!

                              And I make lots of money, I make more money than you
                              I drive around in my limo, that's what I was born to do
                              And I might like you better if we fucked together
                              If it's not to be you know that I got somethin' better for you:

                              Naked pictures of your mother
                              Naked pictures of your mother
                              Naked pictures of your mother GO
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                              "I was a victim of a series of accidents, as are we all."
                              Yossarian Lives!

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                                einfach nur, weil ich den song gerade höre

                                Venom - Witching Hour

                                Come hear the moon is calling
                                The witching hour draws near
                                Come hear the bell is tolling
                                Mortals run in fear
                                Prepare the altar now and hear the virgin cry
                                Hold fast the sacrefice
                                For now it's the time to die
                                All hell breaks loose
                                Hell's breaking loose

                                Unveil the pentagram
                                And feel the demon's lust
                                Come watch the holy men
                                Who look on in disgust
                                Come taste blood
                                And feel the heat of satan's breath
                                Look in the sky's and see
                                The warriors of death
                                All hell breaks loose
                                Hell's breaking loose
                                Witching hour

                                Our work is now complete
                                The blood runs fast and free
                                And satan takes his bride
                                And cry's of blasphemy
                                All hell rejoices at the child
                                That she will bear
                                And satan's only son
                                Shall be the world's despair
                                All hell breaks loose
                                Hell's breaking loose
                                Witching hour
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                                "I was a victim of a series of accidents, as are we all."
                                Yossarian Lives!

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