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Therion - Asgard: the Bifrost Bridge

Riding on the rainbow and they'll pass the gate of Heimdal
Open up Gladheim and the Walhall!
In the house of Odin the fallen one is standing
With all Einherjar, ready for war.

When the seal is broken up in the midwinter sky,
all the dead will follow Odin and they're coming by the storm
in the middle of the world the rock of Gods stand high.
On the dark yule-night
The gods will descend with the dead of the brave.

Take us to Walhalla
when we'll pass the gate of Heimdal.
Let us meet gods (and) follow their ride.
If you watch the nightsky you will find their dwelling
in the stars they live (as the) zodiac signs.

When the bridge will make a way for all the northern gods
all the dead will ride on Bifrost and they're coming by the storm
Sagas from the ancient days are written in the sky
When you read the runes again Walhalla and Asgard are reborn.

Raa! More of Therion's operatic metal for ya. This song is for you Hunter. :mrgreen:

If you want the introduction and 1st verse from that song you can get it here:
http://storage.megatherion.com/mp3/runes03h.mp3
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Awesome lyrics.

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I am a poor, wayfaring stranger
Wandering through this world of woe
But there's no sickness, no fear or danger
In that bright land
To which I go
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:mrgreen:

That's why I like metal. :roll:
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Great lyrics dude :thumb:
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Alright, this is one of my favorite songs.

Sawao Yamanaka, The #1 Buster wrote:The Pillows- Crazy Sunshine

All the world's cowardly monkeys
Are caught up in a game they'll never finish
Banana roulette won't let them go til they die
We'll pry open our sewn-up eyelids
And the feelings this generation has lost
Will be reflected in the tears that fall

It's like we're drowning
In numb boredom

Crazy sunshine
Shine on the future of our sullen group!
Tightrope dancing
I can jump even with one leg
We'll set this blue desire on fire
I've got no worries

Donkeys skilled at running away
Dancing proudly over a default win
The goal always belongs to somebody
I realized, the night of our rendezvous
To see myself in high spirits
Was just an afterimage completely warped by this generation

A nameless monster
Is going to consume me

Crazy sunshine
Shine on the future of our sullen group!
Tightrope dancing
I can jump even with one leg
We'll set this blue desire on fire
I've got no worries



Well, what d'ya think?
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Hunter Berwick wrote:Alright, this is one of my favorite songs.

Sawao Yamanaka, The #1 Buster wrote:The Pillows- Crazy Sunshine

All the world's cowardly monkeys
Are caught up in a game they'll never finish
Banana roulette won't let them go til they die
We'll pry open our sewn-up eyelids
And the feelings this generation has lost
Will be reflected in the tears that fall
Now here's a bunch of bizarre metaphors, but they work. I like the image.

Monkeys--so close to humans on the evolutionary scale, but not human. So clever, but yet not fully sentient. Obviously, the monkeys represent us humans. We are like dumb animals, caught up in a big gamble of some kind (they're calling it "banana roulette," which is great.) To me, this means that it's a meaningless gamble. A meaningless game. But we're addicted to it, and we won't stop until we die.

It used to be (and maybe still is for all I know) that the eyes of dead people were sewn shut so they wouldn't pop open and freak everyone out at the wake. After we're dead, our 'sewn-up eyelids" will be pried open, and we will realize what we didn't realize while we were still alive. We'll realize all of the real stuff (symbolized by "feelings this generation has lost") that we missed out on because we were wrapped up in the meaningless "banana roulette."

When we've comprehended that, our spirits will weep for the wasted time and the wasted opportunity.

It's like we're drowning
In numb boredom
Boredom sucks up our time, our lives. It's killing us. We drown in it. Is it our own fault we're bored? Could we escape boredom if we were not wrapped so tightly in our banana roulette game? I wonder...

Crazy sunshine
Shine on the future of our sullen group!
Tightrope dancing
I can jump even with one leg
We'll set this blue desire on fire
I've got no worries
This one's harder. But I'll give it a shot. Our group is sullen--which can mean resentful, sad, or unsociable. Usually when people are sullen, we say they are in a dark mood. He invites the "crazy sunshine" to shine on us sullen people. The sunshine is often a metaphor for joy or happiness. Also, it brings light to the darkness. It may be metaphorical for lightening a dark mood.

Tightrope dancing--that's a dangerous pastime. You have only that thin strand of rope between you and crashing to the floor many feet below--perhaps certain death. (Perhaps there's a net. He doesn't say.) You have to be willing to take risks to dance on the tightrope. And I think it's interesting that he choses the action of dancing on the rope rather than just walking or balancing. Dancing usually has a sense of joy or abandon or freedom associated with it.

He says he can even jump on one leg--well, jumping would be even more risky, and doing it on one leg would certainly affect your balance in a precarious way! He says he doesn't have any worries. Maybe he feels confident in his ability to do what he's doing--or maybe he doesn't care if he falls or not.

Setting the blue desire on fire--well, blue usually means down or depressed, and be set on fire usually refers to enthusiasm, firing up for something, or motivation. I don't really know what he means by that statement, but my guess would be that he's gonna start doing, not just desiring. He's putting action behind his dreams.

Donkeys skilled at running away
Dancing proudly over a default win
The goal always belongs to somebody
I realized, the night of our rendezvous
To see myself in high spirits
Was just an afterimage completely warped by this generation
More wild metaphors. Donkeys AKA "asses" (did he mean this intentionally?) which are usually a symbol of fools. He says they are skilled at running away. Running away usually means cowardice or the unwillingness to face reality. Since they are skilled at it, they do it all the time. They never stand and fight or face up to reality.

To "dance proudly over a default win" means they are acting cocky and like they did something marvelous when they won by default. A default win means the game was never played. One side could not play for some reason and forfeited. The "winning" team really has nothing to be proud of. They didn't defeat the other team by their skills which is the only thing to be proud of in a game--the skill.

"the goal always belongs to somebody." Somebody always wins? Whether they deserve to or not? (I'm stretching for that one.)

When he says he realized the night of their rendezvous that seeing himself in high spirits was just an "afterimage warped by this generation."

Well, the rendevous is a meeting. He met up with her, and was probably in high spirits i.e. happy. But then he realized, "What am I happy about?" Did he deserve to feel the high spirits? Did he do anything that made him worthy of them? Then he realizes his high spirits aren't the real thing. They are a false image that has been manufactured by the twisted values(?) of this generation. This generation would be his peers, presumably the "cowardly monkeys" or the "donkeys skilled at running away," both metaphors for cowardly people.
A nameless monster
Is going to consume me
He doesn't know the name of the ugly thing (I'm thinking an emotion, or perhaps the falseness of society's perceptions) personified by the "monster", but he feels he's going to be sucked up and destroyed by it.
Crazy sunshine
Shine on the future of our sullen group!
Tightrope dancing
I can jump even with one leg
We'll set this blue desire on fire
I've got no worries


Again he wants the crazy sunshine to give him light, bring him out of the darkness. He's taking his high-wire risks, jumping on his one leg--almost daring Fate to do its worst. He's not concerned. He just wants to really live, really experience what he's experiencing.


Well, what d'ya think?
What do you think?
I am a poor, wayfaring stranger
Wandering through this world of woe
But there's no sickness, no fear or danger
In that bright land
To which I go
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Post by Hunter B »

:clap: Wonderful as usual.


Uh oh, I'm running out of songs!
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Hallelujah
Rufus Wainwright

I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord,
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth,
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Your faith was strong, but you needed proof.
You saw her bathing on the roof,
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you.
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne,
And she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe I've been here before
I know this room; I walked this floor,
I used to live alone before I knew you.
Seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march,
It's a cold and broken hallelujah.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There was a time you let me know
What's real and going on below,
But now you never show it to me, do you?
I remember when I moved in you
The holy dark was moving too,
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Perhaps someone would llike to analyze this one, which is currently my favorite song. I'm not sure what it means, but I love it.


Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe there's a God above
And all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you.
It's not a cry you can hear at night,
It's not somebody who seen the light;
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I am a poor, wayfaring stranger
Wandering through this world of woe
But there's no sickness, no fear or danger
In that bright land
To which I go
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The Flameout - Soilwork

Feeding angels with despair
Flameout's reigning everywhere
And you need it so, you just can't let it go away

I try hard to pull the strings of your life, adopting my
Soul to figure out what's right
Deep down I know you can make it shine
-Save yourself and do not decline
An acute manner for an acute self-destructive kind
It is structured before your eyes
You're so inferior and vile!
A creator of demonized stress and steals the crown from
The evil ones living in his mess

The remnants of his youth lies public
Just if someone cares...
-Swallow the bitter pill and justify!

[Chorus]

Feeding angels with despair
Flameout's reigning everywhere
And you need it so, you just can't let it go away

So here I stand all alone
Where is the face that I used to know
Can't believe you never found out why?
Why keep on hurting you're self

[Lead - Frenning]

You struggle against yourself by living in the dust
Can't you realize there's no one here who you can't trust
May the gods have mercy on your bastard brain
Hold on one more second my fatal one

[Chorus]

Feeding angels with despair
Flameout's reigning everywhere
And you need it so, you just can't let it go away
[Repeat]
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Trollhammaren - Finntroll

[Troll Hammer]

[Music: Tundra/Trollhorn, Lyrics: Wilska]

Bland skuggor rider en odjur.
Som en svarta träd.
Griper hård på en mäktig hammar.
Ut för svaga kristna blod.

TROLLHAMMAREN!
TROLLHAMMAREN!

Trollhammaren sveper igen!
Hugga ned, broder igen!
Hör det sista ropet -
Trollhammaren är här!

TROLLHAMMAREN!

Han är inte en människa.
Inte bräcklig och svag som dig.
Du ska vara maktlös.
Inga ögon ser din änd.

TROLLHAMMAREN!
TROLLHAMMAREN!

Sedan mörkret övertog.
Räds den frostens kalla fingrar.
Som griper tag och förlever.
Under kommande vinternatt.

TROLLHAMMAREN!
TROLLHAMMAREN!
TROLLHAMMAREN!
I don't care that no one here understands Finnish. :mrgreen:

http://mp3.centurymedia.com/Finntroll_T ... ttfodd.mp3
These guys play Pagan Folk Metal. It is interesting. They fuse traditional Finnish “humppaâ€
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Ha ha ha. One of my best friends at work is a Finnish national!

I can have it translated in a wink!
I am a poor, wayfaring stranger
Wandering through this world of woe
But there's no sickness, no fear or danger
In that bright land
To which I go
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:wink:
It's a metaphor of human bloody existence, a dragon. And if that wasn't bad enough, it's also a bloody great hot flying thing.
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Echus Cthulhu Mythos wrote:
If you don't check them out, Thor will smite you. :)
Not a chance dude. I'm on very good terms with the gods. ALL of the gods.
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How about Dorkus, God of Geeks, or NERDITUS, goddess of nerds?

Members of my personal pantheon of dieties?
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But there's no sickness, no fear or danger
In that bright land
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For Cho.
Therion - Under the Jolly Roger

Weigh anchor, hoist the sails
Cruisin' for booty on watery trails
No exploiter we see can still sail on
Our cannons fire till his ship goes down

Ref:
Fly our flag, we teach them fear
Capture them, the end is near
Firing guns they shell burn
Surrender or fight there's no return
Under Jolly Roger

Venerable scoundrels, no blood on our hands
Our engagement are tough, but only for
defence
Carefully we sail around the reefs
To force those die-hards to their knees

Ref.

Coming through the waves to free all the captives
Boarding the vessels we know all the tactics
We're the menace, the curse of the sea
We pulverize the men'o'war pay or flee

Ref.
Sample:
http://storage.megatherion.com/mp3/lucid05h.mp3

This is some of Therion's old-school stuff. Back to their original death metal roots. This song isn't death metal though. But that is what they used to play before becoming operatic metal. This song is off their album when they released all their old recording sessions. It was written back in '87. Before I was born. Gosh! :roll:

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I highly recommend you listen to the song while you read the lyrics to get a feel for the lyrical rhythm. There's a lot of time changes so the words may not flow correctly in your head without the music.

This is not metal, but it is hard rock. (I thought many of you would appreciate it more because of the reference to Oscar Wilde.

http://www.savatage.com/audio/wakeofmag ... nstome.mp3

Turns To Me - Savatage
Written by Jon Oliva, Al Pitrelli, Paul O'Neill


Stands all alone
Looks in the mirror
And sees what she wanted to be

Safely unknown
To anyone near her
She sees what she wanted to see
And turns to me
And turns to me
And turns to...

She was prophesied
For an early slide
Followed it to the letter

Well kept beauty queen
If there, always seen
Still you thought she'd know better

No erasing
The time you're wasting
But when you're wasting
You don't care

All those pieces
In short term leases
But when you need them
They're not there

For all those moments of yesterday
She's traded every tomorrow
And now all those moments are so far away
Ghosts haunt each word she would say
As she walks among the decay

She had Oscar Wilde's
Timeless sense of style
As had been her intention

Still she was afraid
Time must be repaid
And there'd be no redemption

Youth and time collide
She could not decide
On a certain direction

Time was catching up
Carefully made up
She avoided detection

For all those moments of yesterday
She's traded every tomorrow
And now all those moments are so far away
I saw it too
Closer than you
What else is there left to say

Wait for me now
I will be there for you
This I will vow
If you still want me to

But it won't be
This I have always known
And in the dark
There's no one to pray for me now

I don't understand what I'm feeling tonight
I don't understand but I'm waiting
Searching the shadows that fade in the light
But I'm feeling alive
Trying to survive
Float with the tide
Till you arrive and I....
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I like those lyrics, MK! Good stuff :thumb:


Here's another that I like:
Gravity
Written by Shawn McDonald and Chris Stevens

The ways of this world are grabbing a hold
Won't let me go, won't let me fly by
It takes it's toll down on my soul
‘Cause I know what I need in my life
Don't let me lose my sight of You
Don't let me lose my sight
I don't want to fall away from You
Gravity is pulling me on down
I don't want to fall away from You
Gravity is pulling me to the ground
This world keeps making me cry
But I'm going to try, going to try to fly, going to fly high
Don't want to give into the sin, want to stay in You ‘til the end
Don't want to lose my sight of You
Don't want to lose my sight
I want to fly
Into the sky
Turn my back on this old world
Leave it all behind
This place is not my home
It's got nothing for me
Only leaves me emptiness
And tears in my eyes
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Pirate Queen ChoChiyo wrote:Hallelujah
Rufus Wainwright

I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord,
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth,
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Your faith was strong, but you needed proof.
You saw her bathing on the roof,
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you.
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne,
And she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe I've been here before
I know this room; I walked this floor,
I used to live alone before I knew you.
Seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march,
It's a cold and broken hallelujah.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There was a time you let me know
What's real and going on below,
But now you never show it to me, do you?
I remember when I moved in you
The holy dark was moving too,
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Perhaps someone would llike to analyze this one, which is currently my favorite song. I'm not sure what it means, but I love it.


Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe there's a God above
And all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you.
It's not a cry you can hear at night,
It's not somebody who seen the light;
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Ok, A little late and off topic, but I've done this song as a cello-piano duet (well the version from Shrek). Sounds really good.

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Which did you play, Magic, cello or piano?
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I don't know why, but that song ("Hallelujah") just appeals to me in a massive way. It would probably sound awesome as a piano/cello duet. It's got such a haunting melody.


It's sweet and sad and powerful, all at the same time.
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Wandering through this world of woe
But there's no sickness, no fear or danger
In that bright land
To which I go
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Was listening to this today. They're a small band who came out of Winnipeg, Canada and are impossible to categorize - I guess the closest would be punk/alternative/rock. They've received a lot of critical acclaim for their smart lyrics and have a dedicated following. This song's on the melancholy side, but I like the story it tells. Like MK said before, the words lose something if you can't hear the melody to go with it, but anyway:
"Left and Leaving" by the Weakerthans. From the album Left and Leaving, 2000.

My city's still breathing (but barely it's true)
Through buildings gone missing like teeth.
The sidewalks are watching me think about you,
Sparkled with broken glass

I'm back with scars to show.
Back with the streets I know,
They will never take me anywhere but here

Those stains in the carpet, this drink in my hand,
Strangers whose faces I know
We meet here for our dress rehearsal to say:
"I wanted it this way."

Wait for the year to drown
Spring forward, fall back down
I'm trying not to wonder where you are

All this time
Lingers undefined
Someone choose
What's left and who's leaving

Memory will rust and erode into lists
Of all that you gave me
Blankets and matches, this pain in my chest
The best parts of Lonely

Duct tape and soldered wires
New words for old desires
And every birthday card I threw away

I wait in 4/4 time
Count yellow highway lines
That you're relying on to lead you home

That you're relying on to lead you home
That you're relying on to lead you home
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I like those lyrics a lot. There are some powerful visual images in there.
My city's still breathing (but barely it's true)
Through buildings gone missing like teeth.
The sidewalks are watching me think about you,
Sparkled with broken glass
The one above, for example--it's great.


Memory will rust and erode into lists
Of all that you gave me
Blankets and matches, this pain in my chest
The best parts of Lonely
I like this too---it starts off listing what she gave him--blankets, matches--then slices in like a surgeon with "this pain in my chest."

The broken heart, coming at the end of a mundane list, is more intense because it isn't what you expected to find there.

I'd like to hear the music to these words.
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Wandering through this world of woe
But there's no sickness, no fear or danger
In that bright land
To which I go
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Sorry Cho, I don't have direct linkage to the song - but if you have P2P software you can just do a search and download it yourself.

Glad you liked it. :) My own favourite stanza is the "duct tape and soldered wires/new words for old desires." Beautiful metaphor and musing on the passage of time.
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felonius wrote:Glad you liked it. :) My own favourite stanza is the "duct tape and soldered wires/new words for old desires." Beautiful metaphor and musing on the passage of time.
What I like about these lines is that the duct tape and the soldered wires are images for the attempt to repair something. "New words for old desires" might be an attempt to "repair" the broken heart semantically.

It probably wasn't the lyricist's intent, but it is an interesting possibility.

I just love digging into the language of lyrics and poetry. I think that's why I love Shakespeare so much. You can find so much in it.

Also, the rhyme and rhythm of those two lines is almost perfect.

It's hard to say without hearing the music, but the lyrics remind me of some of the old Simon and Garfunkle stuff. Great images and poetry.
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In that bright land
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Post by felonius »

Wanted to share some Tom Waits:
On A Foggy Night

On a foggy night, an abandoned road
in a twilight mirror mirage
with no indication of any kind of service station
or an all night garage,

I was misinformed
I was misdirected
'Cause the interchange
Never intersected
Leaving me marooned
Beneath a bloodshot moon

all upon a foggy night, on a foggy night

an abandoned road, in a blurred brocade collage,
is that a road motel?
I can't really tell,
Is that what you
might call some kind of a vacancy lodge?
'Cause there's no consolation,
What kind of situation
To be aimlessly skewed
Amidst a powder blue?
No tell tail light clue
Spun like the spell you spin
This precarious pandemonium
I'm stranded, all upon a foggy night
All upon a foggy night

On a foggy night...
:worship:
Colourless green ideas sleep furiously
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