Eure Lieblingssongtexte vol.2

[dasBAUM]

Linkin Park - Numb

I’m tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless
Lost under the surface
Don’t know what you’re expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes

(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow, we’re just caught in the undertow)

I’ve become so numb
I can’t feel you there
I've become so tired
So much more aware
I’m becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you

Can’t you see that you’re smothering me
Holding too tightly
Afraid to lose control
Cuz everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you

(Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow, we’re just caught in the undertow)
And every second I waste is more than I can take

I’ve become so numb
I can’t feel you there
I've become so tired
So much more aware
I’m becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you

And I know...
I may end up failing too
But I know...
You were just like me
With someone disappointed in you

I’ve become so numb
I can’t feel you there
I've become so tired
So much more aware
I’m becoming this
All I want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you

I’ve become so numb
I can’t feel you there
(I’m tired of being what you want me to be)
I’ve become so numb
I can’t feel you there
I’m tired of being what you want me to be

[haZZ]

Subway to Sally - Kaltes Herz

Ich hab mein altes Herz getauscht
Es tut jetzt nicht mehr weh.
Wo links einmal die Unruh sass
Ist es jetzt kühl wie Schnee

Seitdem ist mir ganz wohl um das,
Wo einst das Herzlein war
Die Trauer und der Zorn verflog
Und Angst vor der Gefahr

Mein Herz ist kalt und hart wie Stein
Vorbei ist all mein Sehnen
Mein Herz ist schwarz und ungestalt
Mein Herz ist kalt

Was wollt ihr nur mit eurem Herz
Dem dummen kleinen Ding
Ein Muskel nur der zuckt und bebt
So wie ein Schmetterling

Das Herz, das sich zusammenkrampft
von Lust und Leid bestimmt,
das Sehnsucht und Barmherzigkeit
sich sehr zu Herzen nimmt

Mein Herz ist kalt udn hart wie Stein
Vorbei ist all mein Sehnen
Mein Herz ist schwarz und ungestalt
Mein Herz ist kalt

Ich hab mein altes Herz getauscht
Es tut jetzt nicht mehr weh
Weh links einmal die Unruh sass
Ist es nun kühl wie Schnee

Mein Herz ist kalt und hart wie Stein
Vorbei ist all mein Sehnen
Mein Herz ist schwarz und ungestalt
Mein Herz ist kalt
Mein Herz ist kalt
Mein Herz ist kalt

[gK00r]

Hours Of Wealth

found a way
to rid myself clean of pain
and the fever that's been haunting me
has gone away
looking through my window
i seem to recognise
all the people passing by
but im alone
and far from home
nobody knows me
never heard me saying good bye
never shall i speak to anyone again
all days are in darkness
and abiding my time
once i am sure of my task i will arise
again

[noRkia]

Sopor Aeternus - There was a country by the sea

There was a country by the sea,
but I cannot say for certain,
whether it was part of a lonely isle,
or merely some coastal region.
A landing-stage of rotten blanks
stretched carefully into the waves,
and for one moment I did wonder,
what frightening purpose it might serve.
O, heavy, roaring, endless seas,
what secrets does this rage entomb?
Have ancient memories or hungry ghosts
gathered all their strength, to call for this storm?
Deep-seated gardens, almost a labyrinth,
walled in by ruins and rocks ivy-clad,
perhaps this strange place had once been a palace,
where now viole(n)t bushes bear dark thorns instead.
A young boy was taking me by the hand
and unerringly he was leading me down
below the gardens, which I hardly remembered,
the moment T took the first step underground.
We came to a room with only small windows,
and to my surprise I could somehow still hear,
though reduced to a murmur, now chant-like and humming,
the once savage voice of the roaring sea.
The boy has built a catacomb, he is living in a tomb,
below the ground, where there's no sound,
he is hiding from the world.

Something resembling an altar was built there,
a secret overshadowed structure and use,
underneath, in inanimate self-contemplation,
lay a jet-black mass of coal-like granules.
Yet, this dark material had an unearthly lightness,
and when I touched it, to feel what it was,
it did seem to totally ignore my presence...-
without leaving a trace, it came trickling off.
Then out of a sudden from under the barrow
something appeared, unexpectedly:
it was the bones of the little boy's mother,
which he had placed with greatest care underneath.

(Chorus)

There must have been something in my look(s),
'cause the little boy started to speak,
and to my unvoiced question of why he had done this,
he answered these words to me:
"This is the only way I can be save from her,
only this can guarantee,
that she will not rise again, because when she does,
she is always following me.
There's just no alternative, I cannot escape from her,
because as soon as I try,
she will get up again, merely to haunt me...-
oh, believe me, I have tried numerous times!
But here in these vaults I have finally found
something that works like a seal,
these jet-black granules do keep me from harm,
and her bones can no longer hurt me.
Piled up in a certain, specific form,
all the remains must be covered with it,
then everything keeps still and for a brief moment
I can pretend, that she does not exist.
Yet, all the time I must be on my guards,
because now and then it can happen indeed,
that frequently the earth does tremble and shaken,
and some of the stones are starting to slip.

So, constantly I have to control the barrow,
the jet-black darkness of the coal-like mass,
in order to be there, to repair the damage,
to pile all back safely and to replace..."

The boy has built a catacomb, he is living in a tomb,
below the ground, where there's no sound,
he is hiding from the (terrible) world.
It took me a while to realise, that we all have secrets and fears...-
is it then a surprise that we close our minds
from the pain that is causing these tears ?

für jemanden dessen muttersprache nicht english ist und der wohl noch nie im englishsprachigen ausland war find ich den echt gut

[Schatteп]

Darkthrone
A Blaze In The Northern Sky

Hear a Haunting Chant
Lying in the Northern wind
As the Sky turns Black
clouds of Melancholy
rape the Beams
of a Devoid Dying Sun
and the Distant Fog approaches

Coven of forgotten Delight
Hear the Pride of a Northern Storm
Triumphant sight on a Northern Sky

Where the days are Dark
and Night the Same
Moonlight Drank the Blood
of a thousand Pagan men

It took ten times a hundred Years
Before the King on the Northern Throne
was brought Tales of the crucified one

Coven of renewed Delight;
A Thousand Years have passed since then -
Years of Lost Pride and Lust

Souls of Blasphemy,
hear a Haunting Chant -

We are a Blaze in the Northern Sky
The next thousand Years Are OURS!

[Merovinger]

ill nino-This is war

he was enslaved, to the dirty system, pero murio
mother fucking come on
this was the final mission
his life had just begun
it all had to be so fucked up he's death to me, so fucked up
his face remains so deathless

refrain :

this is war
and i swear that i'm not giving up or giving in
this is war ?
then i swear that i'm not giving up or giving in
giving up
this life is war
this is war

society is a loaded weapon
no one's exampt from the bullet within
el systema is a prime example
de lo que pasa cuando
the streets could be so fucked up
his destiny so fucked up
his face remains so deathless

refrain :

this is war
and i swear that i'm not giving up or giving in
this is war ?
then i swear that i'm not giving up or giving in
giving up
this life is war
this is war

dios mio, alma mia, por qué me has llevado la vida
cuando yo todo te lo he dado
en mi hora de muerte, no me dejes morir
necesito otra vida, necesito que me digas
is this war ? is this war ?
this is war

[T.U.F.K.A.S.]

Weird Al Yankovic - Jerry Springer
It's been, one week since we got to see,
Cheatin' lovers and cousins that marry
5 days since they had the show
with the hermaphrodit the slut, and the crackhoe
3 days since we heard the tale
about the guy who learned his woman was a she-male.
Yesterday, it occured to me,
that I'd been watching a bit too much Jerry Springer

Holy cow, didya see it last week?
Well they had this one freak,
Who suckered punched his whole family
Do you recall when the brawl became a total 'free-for-all'
and jerry's in the middle trying to be the referee?
Hey, see the stripper with the implants?
She likes to lap-dance, and date the boyfriend of her mother
Now here comes Jerry's next guest,
and it's a slug fest cuz it's her trailer trash brother

Nymphomaniac is back on crack it's like when animals attack
they all exhibit reprehensible behaviour
hit em in the nose tear off their clothes step on their toes thats how it goes
they get so violent they have to sign a waiver.

They're always swearin' cursin' kickin' butt and pointin' blame
on the air they dont care they got no shame.
There was one guy I'm sure he felt a little strange,
when he found out that his wife had a sex change
They have a tendency to scream and yell constantly,
They have a history of ripping off their shirts...

It's been one week since they had the fight,
with the Siamese twins and the transvestite
5 days since that awful brawl,
They still haven't got the blood off the wall,
it's been 3 days since the bitter feud
between the KKK and the gay Jewish black dude
Yesterday, it finally dawned on me,
that I'd been watching a bit too much Jerry Springer

[Spoken]

Baby, I've been sleeping with your sister.

Ugh! Which one?

All of 'em!

Well I've been sleeping with you're best friend, Jay!

Yeah? Well, well...

Me too and I've been sleeping with your dog, Woofie

Woofie, you bitch! Well I'm also sleepin' with your pet goat!

That goat doesn't love you!

Once you start watching, there's just no stopping
Your brain shuts down, and your IQ's dropping.
Jerry's the king of confrontation, he's a sensation,
he puts the sin in sindication
He's totally worthless like a bad check, he's like a train wreck,
Don't want to stare, but you can't look away.
Like Sally Jesse, he does talk shows, but with more weirdos,
The rating's jumping higher every day

If you've seen the show, then you know it's about as low as you can go,
The guests are tacky, and they're lacking in their hygiene
Then pretty soon, some ugly goon comes in the room,
and then it's boom in the face of some unsuspecting drag queen
Well it's the kind of show where people scream obscenities,
yanking hair, throwing chairs are their hobbies.
Jerry, Jerry, now the crowd starts their favourite chant
Should I turn off my TV? I just can't
I have a tendency to watch it religiously,
I have a history of taping each one

It's been one week since the show about,
Psycho killers with problems they should work out
5 days since the big surprise,
when some loser's wife said that shes still datin' 20 guys,
3 days since the interview,
a bunch of psychic pornstar midgets who were all nude,
Yesterday it occured to me,
that I've been watching a bit too much jerry Springer

Tired of wasting my time on that Jerry Springer,
I've got way too much class to watch Jerry Springer
Come over here and pull on my finger

[Zer0]

Mal was Schönes von StS..^^"

Sommertag

Die Sonne tropft auf's Kanapee
läuft auf den Teppich, wird ein See
in dem der Staub zu baden scheinen will
ein Hitzemeer
und alle Dinge um mich her
sie schweigen still

ein Hemd, ein Bett, ein Bild - kein Trostvom Frühstück ein verbrannter Tost
und wie in Bernstein konserviert
die Fliege die im Honigglas
ertrunken war
als sie sich überfrass

was für ein Tag
was für ein Sommertag
ein abgestürzter Himmel, der im Rasen lag

die Luft ist stickig und verbraucht
zuviel gegrübelt und geraucht
wenn es doch nur ein wenig kühler
wär
ich gäbe alles und noch mehr
für eine Stunde
Sommerregen her

was für ein Tag ...

Doch nur der Schweiss läuft über
mich
verklebt und müde rekelt sich
in mir die Illusion du wärst bei mir
doch weil kein Wind die Wolken treibt
ist Tost mit Honig das was bleibt
im Hitzemeer

was für ein Tag ...


Die Jagd

Du gehst mir nach, ich folge dir
ein Kopfgeld gibt es für dein Haar
ich kenne deine Spur

du lockst mich weiter weg von hier
du bist so jung wie ich's nie war
hier gibt es keine Uhr

du gehst zu weit für mich allein
jetzt jagt man alle Hunde los
und läßt die Falken fliegen

du kommst nicht weit, das Land ist klein
und deine Augen sind so groß
nur ich kann dich noch kriegen

bleib
bleib stehn oder ich schiess auf mich

ich fang die Doppelgänger ein
dein Name steht an jedem Haus
du bist schon lang verraten

du kannst nicht immer schneller sein
bald wirst du müd, dann ist es aus
dann kommen die Soldaten

bleib
bleib stehn oder ich schiess auf mich


..und BG:

Otherland

They rule the land
They are in command
They hold all strings in hand
They are invisible
Out of sight
They've designed
A secret place
To play their games
A world they're in control
Divine law
Divine law
Be aware
Now
Mind your steps
We are uninvited guests
They may find and catch us
Don't forget
Do what I say
Now connect
Don't even ask
Until we're out of it
Everything's at highest stake
Come take a look
We are in
Take a breath
But don't forget
It isn't real
It isn't true
An illusion
Nothing more

You're part of the game
You're slave to the grind
Oblivion
Is your key to the Otherland
You're part of the game
You're cursed
You're damned
By now you understand

You're part of the game
You're slave to the grind
Oblivion
You're welcome to the
Otherland
You' re part of the game
You're cursed
You're damned
By now you understand

We get closer
There's no better way
Lullaby Lane
Fate is on its way

The inner district
Is the place you need to know
It's overwhelming
So let's rest here for a while

Someone else appears
Silently
Watch me when I fall down
Everything seems real
Suddenly
A perfect simulation

Come take a look
Breathe it in
Artificial wonderlands
We are wandering around
Things shall vanish
They won't last
Now I know
You understand
This world is not true
Nothing is real
Nothing at all
It's bits and pieces
We walk through

You're part of the game
You're slave to the grind
Oblivion
Is your key to the Otherland
You're part of the game
You're cursed
You're damned
By now you understand

You're part of the game
You're slave to the grind
Oblivion
You've reached the promised land
You're part of the game
You're cursed
You're damned
Welcome to the Otherland

Wait
I can feel things are not right
Do not breathe
Don't look behind
There's someone else
The observer

A thrick of light
A fading line
The entrance is gone
We can't get out of it
We are slightly losing ground

Quick
It is time
We shall go
We better leave
And don't come back
No way to run
Nowhere to hide
I fear
We're walking aimlessly

You're part of the game
You're slave to the grind
Oblivion
Is your key to the Otherland
You're part of the game
You're cursed
You're damned
By now you understand
You're part of the game
You're slave to the grind
Oblivion
Welcome to the Ohterland
You're part of the game
You're cursed
You're damned
You've reached
The promised land

You've crossed the line
You've reached the end