Plaats hier teksten die je zelf geschreven heb en laat andere er over oordelen
Wees niet te hard voor elkaar
I pulled over to the side and felt no time
Off the highway with the landscape aglow
Still not sure what we were trying to find
I only know we went home
Gistren deze tekst geschreven samen met de drummer van CQ. Het gaat over onze goede vriend Pieter
Angry Dragon
Pieter, he wants sex all the time
He can't score chicks, but that's just fine
His looks, his moves and talks are cheesy
Just like his mom, she's so sleazy
Pieter, just come with us
We'll show you the way to eternal love
He sits in a corner and looks so sad
Just follow us, to our wagon
Lay back and enjoy the ride
And we'll give you, an angry dragon
Pieter, don't be scared of us
We'll hand you a towel, gentle in touch
So rub your face, get the semen off
We'll rub something else in the name of love
Pieter, forgive us now
Our balls on your face, and you'll say: "Wow!"
He sits in a corner and looks so sad
Just follow us, to our wagon
Lay back and enjoy the ride
And we'll give you, an angry dragon
Angry Dragon!
It looks so hot
Angry Dragon!
Just like your mom
Angry Dragon!
A big suprise
Angry Dragon!
The taste is nice
Angry Dragon!
Like sugar and spice
Angry Dragon!
Just close your eyes
He sits in a corner and looks so sad
Just follow us, to our wagon
Lay back and enjoy the ride
And we'll give you, an angry dragon
Angry Dragon!
Als je niet weet wat een Angry Dragon is: Quote:
An angry dragon is an art that requires an act of suprise. When you(guys) are receiving oral, you don't tell the person servicing that your about to bust; this might actually work out better if you tell them your not going to the second your about to. At the exact moment, you grab your unsuspecting partners head and cream in their mouth. In a desperate act of survival to breath, they'll blow it out their nose. Congratulations! You got yourself an angry dragon.
I pulled over to the side and felt no time
Off the highway with the landscape aglow
Still not sure what we were trying to find
I only know we went home
Pieter wilde dat we een liedje over hem schreven en hij had het laatst over een Angry Dragon geven, dus wij dachten: "Laten we dat eens combineren"
I pulled over to the side and felt no time
Off the highway with the landscape aglow
Still not sure what we were trying to find
I only know we went home
Pieter wilde dat we een liedje over hem schreven en hij had het laatst over een Angry Dragon geven, dus wij dachten: "Laten we dat eens combineren"
En terecht, in dat geval.
My childhood was typical: summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring, we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds.. pretty standard, really.
Nou ja, schrijven... ik heb in elk geval een beetje in audacity zitten kloten. De achtergrondmuziek is een van de Silent Hill soundtracks met een speed change, de tekst komt van de wiki page over Pyramid Head.
[add] Sjoerd, ik begrijp opeens hoe jij je voelde toen er niemand reageerde op je nummer.
Dat is vaag. Ik probeer het telkens te verstaan en het faalt net, echt irritant. (Maar wel eerie enzo en ik neem aan dat je dat probeerde te bereiken. )
Ik was trouwens van plan om hier op te reageren, had vanochtend alleen geen tijd. Dat anderen het niet doen is een zonde!
En ik wilde ook wel reageren hoor, zie het nu gewoon pas voor het eerst
Klinkt verder wel grappig
I pulled over to the side and felt no time
Off the highway with the landscape aglow
Still not sure what we were trying to find
I only know we went home
Dat is vaag. Ik probeer het telkens te verstaan en het faalt net, echt irritant.
Als je het echt wilt weten: Quote:
Of the creatures that appear in Silent Hill 2, Pyramid Head is one of the few that is overtly masculine in appearance, whereas the other monsters generally have feminine features to them, with the exception of the doormen/abstract daddy. Pyramid Head resembles a pale man covered with an off-white, blood-soaked robe reminiscent of a butcher's smock. His most outstanding feature is a large, red, triangular helmet that covers his head completely. It was reportedly designed to appear painful to wear, suggesting that it serves as some kind of punishment. Like the Nurses in the game, Pyramid Head wears plain white gloves with partially connected fingers, either to conserve polygons or for a unique effect. Early designs show him with a strange tattoo on his left shoulder, but this does not appear in the game. Pyramid Head is usually armed either with the Great Knife or a lightweight Spear. However, he can also attack with a strangle grip, during which a black tongue-like protrusion "stabs" James from a small hole in the front of Pyramid Head's helmet. A similar attack is used by other creatures in the game, including the final boss.
Pyramid Head does not speak, but grunts and moans painfully inside the helmet at different times. He displays much brutality, killing monsters and people alike.
Ik mis Silvan's gedichtjes die hij bij TaZrum 1 regelmatig hier postte
I pulled over to the side and felt no time
Off the highway with the landscape aglow
Still not sure what we were trying to find
I only know we went home
Who's the one to blame for this strain in my vocal chords?
Who can pen a hateful threat but can't hold a sword?
It's the same who complain about the global war
But can't overthrow the local joker that they voted for
I pulled over to the side and felt no time
Off the highway with the landscape aglow
Still not sure what we were trying to find
I only know we went home
Fine! Ik heb er nog eentje gemaakt. Maar het is waardeloos.
Back again
A maelstrom of time has flowed past
With crackling gears of distant fears that probed my past
A long time it's been, since I last sinned
Lost in days that did and did not matter
My mind wandered in deep dark caverns
Following nothing but a dream in tatters
To find that which only proved the latter
It's madly quickening to see that I am back again
In a world where my thoughts are scattered
In a world where my Heaven was shattered
In the world where I began
[add] Bier.
Who's the one to blame for this strain in my vocal chords?
Who can pen a hateful threat but can't hold a sword?
It's the same who complain about the global war
But can't overthrow the local joker that they voted for
Who's the one to blame for this strain in my vocal chords?
Who can pen a hateful threat but can't hold a sword?
It's the same who complain about the global war
But can't overthrow the local joker that they voted for
