DooMBoy Posted July 23, 2001 Try to break Memories overtaking me I try to face them But I fall It's too much to concieve I only know that I can change Everything just stays the same So now I step out of the darkness My life became cause I just needed someone You were just too busy with yourself You were never there for me to express How I felt I just stuffed it down Now I'm older and I feel that I could let some of this anger fade But it seems the surface I am scratching Is the bed that I have made So where were you When all this I was going through? You never took the time to ask me Just what you could do I only know that I can change Everything else just stays the same So now I step out of the darkness that My life became cause I just needed someone to talk to You were just too busy with yourself You were never there for me to express how I felt I just stuffed it down Now I'm older and I feel that I could let some of this anger fade But it seems the surface I am scratching Is the bed that I have made But I never meant to fade I never meant to fade I just needed someone to talk too You were just too busy with yourself You were never there for me to express How I felt I just stuffed it down Now I'm older and I feel that I could let some of this anger fade But it seems the surface I scratching Is the bed that I have made "Fade", Staind 0 Share this post Link to post
Zaldron Posted July 23, 2001 DAMN, I'M ONLY A DOOM3 MODERATOR. ARIOCH?!?! MORDETH!?!?! PLEASE I WANT YOUR VIP CARDS!!11111 0 Share this post Link to post
Lüt Posted July 23, 2001 With a solar knife I split the sky, And walk right in between. To search the answers to every "why?", Where I have seen the unseen. I count the stars in my hands, And dream myself strong. To watch them twinkle on my command, As once a year in midwinter songs. I stole the color of night, To get out of your sight. I am the visionaire, Follow me if you dare... "Visionaire", Tiamat 0 Share this post Link to post
DooMBoy Posted July 23, 2001 While Zaldron has once more replied in a senseless manner, it appears Lut is having something of a song-writing competition with me..... 0 Share this post Link to post
Zaldron Posted July 23, 2001 Ummh, you started with the senseless posts, you never said they had to rhyme. Oh, here's another one : CHICAGO 0 Share this post Link to post
Lüt Posted July 23, 2001 I have a feeling this is going to turn into the first 200+ replies thread since the old forums got deleted. 0 Share this post Link to post
Zaldron Posted July 23, 2001 <CAUTION> WASTE OF TIME, SPACE AND MONEY There, now that the sign is placed, you can do whatever you want... 0 Share this post Link to post
Zaldron Posted July 23, 2001 Nothing of your damn business...placing explosives. 0 Share this post Link to post
Lüt Posted July 23, 2001 As long as this thread is going nowhere: No candy-colored paradise. No stary black-holed eyes. No more dreams of neverend. Through embers only dark descends. No more comatose sleepwalking. No feelble sideshow tonguetalking. Not ever crucified you'd get that far. Nor escape the shining morningstar. No lies shall opiate our senses. No spying glasses with shaded lenses. No suns that burn a brighter tint. Just lucid weaves in pristine mint. No more angels in the snow. No more hunting high and low. No more water in our veins. To seek out gold from grains. No fight to win or lose. No single path to choose. No second coming at all. Just a simple rise and fall. 0 Share this post Link to post
Liam Posted July 23, 2001 The farmer in the dell, The farmer in the dell, Hi-Ho the dairy-O The farmer in the dell, I've done nothing but show my bardic credos here :P 0 Share this post Link to post
deadnail Posted July 23, 2001 You pretentious fucking losers You've got nothing at all You've got your fingers in your asshole And your hand on the call And you talk such fucking horseshit That it's hard to believe That you almost make careers out of being naive You, you are a fucker 'cause you sold my guitar You, you are a fucker, seeking fortune in bars You, you are a fucker, 'cause you say such stupid shit I've got a better line in pocket lint That what you've done with it So if you are an asshole who pretends to be a friend Then get your ass in music, you'll be set to the end, ending And now you've got the nerve to ask me about my temper? Why yes, I have become a fucking happy camper! I hate your fucking faces and your trendy cut hair I hate the fact you think your job will go anywhere Because its use is just the same as what I shit into the bowl Just like the mess between your ears is like the mess in my hole I hate your loser friends who only come out when it's right I hate that when it's down you run instead of fight I'm set to think your lot in life to test the stronger ones Will just require some chicken shit and also sneakers for the run I dig it away, the shit you puked instead of swallowed In an attempt to try and find the dick instead of the load So when you move and stand aside my mood will hamper And yes, I will become a fucking happy camper! Stuck in endless winter with your press to keep you sane Wait for useless numbers to grow useful once again Where the heat will come again, your flaw grows sick Your flaw will send, the shit you call your business To the place that is your end Stuck in the winter, cold and wet Your stupid friends have come and went And you're left behind with your idiot job And it's far from a prize, you fucking dink ... you're a fucking dink... yeah! ...how's this for punk? Dink! ...suck my cock, you pathetic excuse for a human being ... you're a neurotic, homophobic, racist dork... You've also got a lot of balls to dick with someone else's life, you fucking pseudo ghetto "boy in the hood" middle class white spoiled rotten bored "gangsta" wanna-be hunk of regenerated red neck bullshit! Thank Christ you don't have to rely on that staggering intellect or dynamic personality to intimidate others, shit for brains. Shut the fuck up, and get out of your parents' house and get a real job, you putz, and for god's sake, quit being such a fucking sheep!!! Now grow the hell up!!! ...dink I let it get me down because you're in it for the glory And I'd rather leave with reason than go dying for a story And this whole L.A. Rock thing That the malls are buying up It doesn't work, it doesn't work It's so inbred I might throw up... And now I'm put into the middle With the contracts and the bunk, and I always end up Hearing, "hey, man, punk... Let's have more punk!" So here I am to do a favour, save some hassle kiss and tell That either way my music's shit and it ain't ever going to sell So if you've got the gall to take this shit blown up your ass And you've got the cash and balls to pump the same crap out in mass Then hell, I'll stand aside and with your plans I'll never tamper I'll sit and write you songs and be a fucking happy camper Yeah, send me out a contract and in clauses you will lurk The smaller points so I can give it all and save you work You say an album's not an album without issues left to hamper... Well then, fuck ...I guess I am a fucking ...happy ...fucking ...camper Happy Camper - Strapping Young Lad 0 Share this post Link to post
DooMBoy Posted July 23, 2001 /me responds to this post that I have made I read the responses, no sense they make Of course, nothing round here ever does But that is only because THIS IS DOOMWORLD!!!! HELLLOOOO?????!!!!!!!111 0 Share this post Link to post
Zaldron Posted July 23, 2001 This is going out of control, I'm begginning to beg for haikus! YUO HEEAR TAHT PEOPEL!!111?!? HAIKUS!!!1111 0 Share this post Link to post
Zaldron Posted July 23, 2001 THIS IS DOOMWORLD!!!! HELLLOOOO?????!!!!!!!111 Welcome to DoomWorld Forums Inc., may I have your credit card number? 0 Share this post Link to post
Liam Posted July 23, 2001 THIS IS DOOMWORLD!!!! HELLLOOOO?????!!!!!!!111 Welcome to DoomWorld Forums Inc., may I have your credit card number? Haiku? 0 Share this post Link to post
Lüt Posted July 23, 2001 Haiku?Here: In the name of thy father and in his shadow of deceit I bow down to nothing visible and cringe at the blood on my feet The cinematic death at my hands as I watched your blind eyes cry No plot, plan, scheme or design brought me to this, as I decide I grip the cross tightly, in fear as I hold the blade as light as air The ground speaks to me under my step as my skin grows as thin as my hair All recourse and fear subsides as I force my way through your door The terror in your eyes is my pride and all I ask for is more I will no longer be your slave I declared with the might of God I will no longer be the knave of a man so insipid and flawed The blade drew it's first taste the blood ran down the hilt to my wrist even long after your cold demise your flesh felt the sting of my fists My vision blurs over my feat the blood coagulates over my flesh I shake and tremble, still livid but proud of killing this mesh The cross still in hand when poignant memories do flood I remember my childhood as I stand in your blood Oh, the girl next door I think I have always loved her You were always drunk acting out of rage and stupor You lied to the minister and you lied to the police Drunken driving, you took her life it is this wool you could not fleece Having enough of your defeat I turn to escape this scene When I found the AA card "Sober since 1993" The cross still in hand as I bow for forgiveness Suicide only guarantees Hell but the tears choke my chest A decadent shotgun ages old this relic resides on our wall Never loaded, yet regularaly cleaned clearly threatening in dusk, fall Covered in blood, unbearable, shaken the police demand my surrender I raise this weapon, my bluff uncalled as burns out my last burning ember 0 Share this post Link to post
Lüt Posted July 23, 2001 what?Oh you're right, that's not a Haiku at all. Silly me. 0 Share this post Link to post
deadnail Posted July 23, 2001 C'mon little kiddies Have I got a treat for you At first it tastes all yummy Then you start to turn blue I'll be back again next week Bring your friends, we'll have an ice cream treat Mom don't like it, but he don't give a fuck Kids come running for Satan's ice cream truck Come on, and ask your mommy Your pennies are in hand If you need more than your tummy You can get inside my van I'll be back again next week Bring your friends, we'll have an ice cream treat Mom don't like it, but he don't give a fuck Kids come running for Satan's ice cream truck 0 Share this post Link to post
Lüt Posted July 23, 2001 Satan's Ice Cream Truck... I see where this is going... I wanna know what you all Had for dinner I wanna watch the rodeo I wanna big city boy Be a man, not a boy I'm gonna meet you on down Beside the bayou I wanna be in your little friend I wanna live in your underpants I wanna big city boy Be a man, not a boy I'm gonna meet you on down beside the bayou And we'll see how it feels when it's over And we'll see how it feels when I'm older 'Cause it's all just a waste of time So enjoy what's on my mind (Someone should have said) Train won't stop Never gonna stop And it's coming back to carry me back home Leave me alone With no where to go And ride that wind back home... Bad devil Bad double-decker devil Cry for me baby Lie for me baby Lay down before me baby And ride that wind back home Bad devil And I've seen how I'll feel when it's over And I've seen how I'll feel when I'm older And it's not just a waste of time So enjoy what's on my mind Bad devil Bad devil 0 Share this post Link to post
spank Posted July 23, 2001 ** Edit: GG Allin's song Anal Cunt is way too violent for this forum. So... You've got no friends You stay home all day You've been to every web site Because you're fucking gay The internet is fucking gay You fucking faggot, loser, queer, nerd, etc. You've got no friends You stay home all day You've been to every web site Because you're fucking gay Anal Cunt - The Internet Is Gay 0 Share this post Link to post
Zaldron Posted July 23, 2001 In the old haiku thread there was at least something to reply to, but now we have just a bunch of unrelated song lyrics. I'll bring dashiva, hopefully we'll get some decent crap. 0 Share this post Link to post
Lüt Posted July 23, 2001 This is English that I write into a machine. Inform me, if you think that this does in a clamp. How this tone!! 0 Share this post Link to post
fodders Posted July 23, 2001 Weaver of life, let me look and see The pattern of my life gone by Shown on your tapestry Just for one second, one glance upon your loom The flower of my childhood could appear within this room Does it of my youth show tears of yesterday Broken hearts within a heart as love first came my way Did the lifeline patterns change as I became a man An added aura untold blends as I asked for her hand Did your golden needle sow its thread virginal white As lovers we embraced as one upon our wedding night Did you capture all the joys, the birth of our first son The happiness of family made a brother for the one The growing of the brothers, the manliness that grew Is it there in detail, is it there to view Do the sparks of life grow bright as one by one they wed To live as fathers, husbands, apart from lives they've led Are my lover's threads cut off when aged she laid to rest My sorrow blacking out a space upon our woven crest A gathering for the last time as her coffin slowly lain Ash to ashes, dust to dust, one day we will regain Does it show the visits when grandchildren on my knee But only hearing laughter when age took my sight from me Lastly through these last few years of loniless maybe Does by sight a shooting star fade from your tapestry But wait, there in the distance your loom I think I see Could it be that after all my prayers you've answered me After days of wondering I see the reason why You've kept it to this minute for I'm about to die Weaver of life, at last now I can see The pattern of my life gone by upon your tapestry 0 Share this post Link to post
MACVILWHORE Posted July 24, 2001 WTF, where'd the rest of your post go? 0 Share this post Link to post
Lost Soul Posted July 24, 2001 Six super star destroyers landing in the east They plan to form a wall, then push us to the sea We deployed our forces, moving to attack Those who see their eyes, never answer back Call the high commander Tell him of the siege we're under We're ready to roll, we're ready to roll We're ready to roll, we're ready to rock Missile silo doors are opened, coordinates are placed Six billion tons of power, thrown back into their face One blinding blast of light, after that we see Their huge electric eyes staring back at me Prepare the thunder thruster Ultra sonic molecule buster Get ready to roll, get ready to roll Get ready to roll, get ready to rock Then went to a hill on the shore and assembled the gun To do a thing that before no one had done Now we sit and we wait, we have nowhere to run We see their lights through the night, turn the thunder thruster on With a sonic boom the waves of sound are thrust Upon our enemies, it shatters them to dust No one left to battle, ships pools of molten lead But our world's destroyed, who knows how many dead Turn off the thunder thruster, dig a hole and put it under Never to rock, never to rock Never to rock, never to rock Rock, rock, rock, roll -Kryst the Conqueror Just thought I'd join in on the fun. And some of this song reminds me of the BFG 9000. ;) 0 Share this post Link to post
Zaldron Posted July 24, 2001 Ummmh, I know few lyrics, I'm more an instrumental listener...I could post Silver-Hawks intro theme ;) 0 Share this post Link to post