Geb Kami da voll Recht, echte Gothic Metal Gruppen machen Metal oder Black / Death Metal und nich son weichspülscheiss wqie Oompf da macht.
@ Supi : Krasse Texte ??? ^^
Hier habt ihr mal ein paar krasse Texte und für alle die kein Englisch können ... seid froh darüber ^^
System of a Down - Chop Suey
Wake up,
Grab a brush and put a little (makeup),
Grab a brush and put a little,
Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup)
Hide the scars to fade away the,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable
You wanted to,
Grab a brush and put a little makeup,
You wanted to,
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,
You wanted to,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table,
You wanted to,
I don't think you trust,
In, my, self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die, Die,
Wake up,
Grab a brush and put a little (makeup),
Grab a brush and put a little,
Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup)
Hide the scars to fade away the,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable
You wanted to,
Grab a brush and put a little makeup,
You wanted to,
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,
You wanted to,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table,
You wanted to,
I don't think you trust,
In, my, self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die
In my, self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die
Father, Father, Father, Father,
Father/ Into your hands/I/commend my spirit,
Father, into your hands,
Why have you forsaken me,
In your eyes forsaken me,
In your thoughts forsaken me,
In your heart forsaken, me oh,
Trust in my self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die,
In my self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die.
Ein Lied über den Selbstmord und Menschen die es verdient haben zu sterben
Slipknot - My Plague
I'm in conniptions for the final act you came here for
The one derivative you manage is the one I abhor
I need a minute to elaborate for everone the
Everyday bullshit things that you have done
Your impossible ego fuck is like a
Megalomaniacal tab on my tonque
Youu fuckin' touch me I will rip you apart
I'll reach in and take a bite out of that
Shit you call a heart...
I don't mind being ogled,ridiculed
Made to feel minuscule
If you consider the source,it's kinda pitiful
The only thing you really know about me is...
...that's all you'll ever know
I know why you blame me(yourself)
I know why you plague me(yourself)
I'm turning it around like a knife in the shell
I wanna understand why,but I'm hurting myself
I haven't seen a reasons to stop it
I can't just drop it
I'm just a bastard,but at least I admit it
At least I admit it
I know why you blame me(yourself)
I know why you plague me(yourself)
Kill you - fuck you - I will never be you
Kill you - fuck you - I will never be you
I can't fuckin' take it anymore
A snap of the synapse
And now it's fuckin' war
Kill you - fuck you - I will never be you
Denn Sinn da hinter müssten auch die verstehen die kein Englisch können ^^
Dimmu Borgir - Puritania
We do away with your kind
Countdown to entinguish the human race
4...3...2...1
Let chaos entwine
On defenseless soil
Remove errors of man
And sweep all the weakening kind
I am war, I am pain
I am all you've ever slain
I am tears in your eyes
I am grief, I am lies
Bygone are tolerance
And presence of grace
Scavengers are set out
To cleanse the human filth parade
I am pure, I am true
I am all over you
I am laugh, I am smile
I am the earth defiled
I am the cosmic storms
I am the tiny worms
I am fear in the night
I am bringer of light
EARTH...SUCCUSSFULLY...ERASED
Über die Vernichtung der Menschheit ...
Children of Bodom - Bed of Razors
I see the candle light burning in your
eyes, flareing up my eyes in flames
On this pitch-black summer night...
of passion and pain
The razor caressed my flesh
and my arms turned red, I feel a vast desire
Years of pain are flowing down my arms.
Sweet, red, warm stream you drink, make me released
Give me your hand, let me make you feel the ease,
in the bed of razors we bleed together...
I feel the fire burning in my heart,
I see it sparkling in your eyes
The blaze you're feeding more and more
The razor caressed your flesh and your arms turned red.
I feel your vast desire
Tearing pain is flowing down your arms.
Sweet, red, warm stream I drink to make you released
Holding your arms, cherish this composure,
in the bed of razors we sleep together, forever...
Zur Info -> Razors = Rasierklingen
Reicht das als "schlechte" Beispiele ? ^^