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Back to Metal.... I feel like that movie with a pirate radio on the airplane that scares the "Hell" out of the Christians.
Just Remember it was a pirate television station called SMTV from Riders of the Storms 1986
But let's go back to the music, while I do like Denis Hopper and smoke my big cigar. (Joking)
Nomans Land
Last Son of The Fjord
Blind Guardian
Valhalla
Last edited by Taiga Pagan; 05 Apr 2011, 05:58.
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I know the music I post is either too Northlander or too Native...
How about you Wiccan people post some music?
Or maybe people who like Traditional Music...
Do not be shy, choose your songs and post em...
Here's 2 songs which I kind of like
This one pleased Bjorn when I sent her the link.
Lisa Thiel, Daughters of the Elements
Celtic Woman, The Voice
Last edited by Taiga Pagan; 08 Apr 2011, 04:37.
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Translation:
Your great great grandfather has cleared the land.
Your great grandfather has plown the land.
And your grandfather has made the land profitable.
Then your father sold the land to became a state employee.
And you my little boy, you don't know what you're gonna do.
In your small 3 1/2 (appartement), too costy, cold in winter.
Then you wish you could become a owner.
And you dream during the niiiiight, to own your piece of laaaaand.
Your great great grandmother had 14 kids.
Your great grandmother had almost the same amount (of kids).
And your grandmother had 3, that was enough.
Then your mother didn't want any, you were just an accident.
And you my little girl, you change boyfriends very often.
When you did something stupid, you dodge the problem by abortion.
But there are mornings you awaken in tears.
When you dream during the niiiiight, of a table surrounded by childreeeeen.
Your great great grandfather has lived the depression.
Your great grandfather he was gathering pennies.
And your grandfather, miracle!!! he became a millionaire.
Your father has inherit it, he put it (money) in his retirement savings.
And you youngster,you owe your ass to the Ministry (education).
With no way to get a loan from a bank.
To calm your impulsive wishes to hold-up a cashier.
You read books that talk abooooout, volontairy simplicityyyyy.
Your great great grandparents they knew how to party.
Your great grandparents they swinged hard during their eves (party).
And your grandparents they knew the Yay-Yay (type of dance) days.
Your parents were in a disco, that's where they came together.
And you my friend, what your're gonna do of your evening?
Shut down your TV, you must not stay indoors (get out).
Gladly in life, some things never changes.
Get into your best clooooothes, because tonight we're gonna daaaaance.
(The word dance get stretched for the long note at the end)Last edited by Taiga Pagan; 01 May 2011, 06:11.
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I decided to put this song, because it very representative of what's happening with the Earth.
Plus Rien - Les Cowboys Fringants (Nothing Left - Dashing Cowboys.)
Translation:
There's only a few minutes left to my life...
At most, a few hours, I feel myself weakening...
My brother died yesterday in the middle of the desert...
I am now the last human on Earth.
I've been told before while I was a kid...
What the world used to be, a long long time ago...
When the parents of my great grandfather were alive...
There were snow still fell in the winter.
In those times we lived with the pulse of the seasons...
And the end of Summer brought the Harvest...
The water pure and clear flown in the streams...
Where came to drink deers and mooses.
And I only saw a dying world...
Lunar like landscapes and unbearable heat...
And all my friends dying by thirst or hunger...
Like flies falling from the skies until there is nothing left.
Nothing left... Nothing left...
There's only a few minutes left to my life...
At most, a few hours, I feel myself weakening...
My brother died yesterday in the middle of the desert...
I am now the last human on Earth.
It started several years ago...
When my ancestors were obsessed...
By bits of paper called money...
And made certain people very rich and powerful (mainly men).
Theses new gods never yeild to nothing...
Were ready to use any means to get to their goals...
To get even more rich they wipe the Earth clean...
Pollute the sorrounding air and dried the rivers.
After a hundred years some other people stood up...
And warned them that we had to stop it all...
But they dismissed this wise prophecy...
These people only spoke in terms of profits.
It's years after that they saw the insanity...
In the panic they declared the State of Emergency...
When all the oceans had swallowed several islands...
And floods hit big cities.
And after that for a whole decade...
Came the hurricanes and the fires...
Then earthquakes and the big droughts...
On every face everywhere we saw distress.
The people had to fight against pandemics...
Killed by millions by horrific sicknesses...
While others died by thirst or hunger...
Like flies falling from the skies until there is nothing left.
Nothing left... Nothing left...
My brother died yesterday in the middle of the desert...
I am now the last human on Earth...
As I though of it...
The intelligence that was given to us was a rigged gift.
Because there is a few minutes left to my life...
At most, a few hours, I feel myself weakening...
I can't walk anymore, I can barely breathe...
Goodbye forever humanity... Goodbye forever humanity.Last edited by Taiga Pagan; 09 May 2011, 04:18.
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