What are you listening to right now?

[|AoD|CorpseSquatch]

For all you to hear, so turn it the fuck up!!!
media.putfile.com/DevilDriver---End-of-the-Line
Devil Driver - End Of The Line



I Do declare, there's something in the air
Im burning the candle at both ends
Bitter betrayals, skeleton keys
Houses to haunt, well its alright by me
rags to ruin, some foolhardy choices
some would say not a ghost of a chance,
the ghosts in my mind, theyre one of a kind,
they tell me what to do, and its shut down you.

Some things are best just left unsaid

End of the line, End of the line
one door closes, another door closes,
and now your boxed in.
End of the line, End of the Line

Feel eyes inthe trees, the forebodding path,
the turn of the head, i hear it laugh,
it says "hang em now", it says "hang em high"
when you are done, then hail to the sky
Ive been taught to get the fuck up
to dust myself off, and to go it again
The ghosts in my mind, they're one of a kind
they tell me what to do, and its shut down you

Some things are best just left unsaid

End of the line, end of the line
one door closes, another door closes,
and now your boxed in, end of the line, end of the line

SHIT

Bitter betrayals, the foreboding path,
ive come to shut you down, rags to ruin
some foolhardy choices, some would say, not
a ghost of a chance, the ghosts in my mind, they're one of a kind
they tell me what to do, and its shut down you

Some things are best just left unsaid

End of the line, End of the line,
one door closes another door closes
and now your boxed in
End of the line, End of the line.

[|AoD|CorpseSquatch]

Click here to watch DevilDriver-Before-the-Hangmans-Noosewma

DevilDriver - Before the Hangmans Noose



It's a good day to fuckin' die
A good day.... A fuckin good day

Truth be told the water looks cold
And the trees fly by as we drive
The sun goes down
Sometimes I wanna stay
Sometimes I wanna leave
Sometimes I gotta ride
Riding this rail I know what I'm on
But not now what I'm in for
This train to somewhere seems to never end
As far as I can tell..... Hell

Before all hell breaks loose
Before the hangman's noose
And as the sun goes down
I'll say
It's a good day to die, a good day to die

Before the hangman's noose
I'll say
It's a good day to die a good day to die

No more stops, time to punch your ticket
This time this ride is one way
I can see a shadow of a man
And man it's coming my way
Riding this rail, I know what I'm on
But not now what I'm in for
This train to nowhere seems to never end
As far as I can tell...... Hell

Before all hell breaks loose
Before the hangman's noose
And as the sun goes down
I'll say
It's a good day to die, a good day to die

Before the hangman's noose
I'll say
It's a good day to die a good day to die

This day it will be mine
Shit

Before all hell breaks loose
I'll say
Before the hangmans noose
I'll say
It's a good day to die, a good day to die

Before all hell breaks loose
I'll say
This day will be mine........
Before all hell breaks loose
It's a good day to die.

[|AoD| Horvath]

Jerry Cantrell - Boggy Depot *Entire CD*, while getting ready to sing Carl Orff's Carmina Burana www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B000004107/103-8428396-1587014?%5Fencoding=UTF8&s=music at the local 'Theatro Pedro II', one of the best theaters down here in Brazil.

[|AoD|SiN]

Why don't you come on teamspeak and sing us a few lines?

[|AoD| Horvath]

Hey I logged on teamspeak a couple days ago and it said the server was offline!!?? did you guys change the password or something?? I'd love to sing a few arias for you guys to hear

the concert yesterday was sold out 1000+ ppl there

now I'm listening to Jerry Cantrell - Degradation Trip Vols. 1 & 2 *entire cds*

[|AoD|CorpseSquatch]

Chimaira - Cleansation



Click here to watch Chimaira---Cleansation

What do you expect from me
Will I ever be who you want me to be
Will I ever live up to your standards
Will you always look down on me
Maybe I'm not who you are
Maybe I want to be myself
Live the life I've always dreamed about
This is not your path to choose

Yes I taste it
Yes I breathe it
Yes I hate it
Yes I feel strain from
Our separation
But
This is my life, this is my life
My cleansation
Our separation
This is my life, this is my life
It's not yours anymore

Why did you insist on ruling
Why did you try and control
Why didn't you ever listen to me?
Ignored me, like a dog
Maybe I'm glad we're apart
Maybe I'm glad we don't speak
Anymore
I feel better now
Now that you are gone

Yes I taste it
Yes I breathe it
Yes I hate it
Yes I feel strain from
Our separation
But
This is my life, this is my life
My cleansation
Our separation
This is my life, this is my life
It's not yours anymore

Yes I taste it
Yes I breathe it
Yes I hate it
Yes I feel strain from
Our separation
But
This is my life, this is my life
My cleansation
Our separation
This is my life, this is my life
It's not yours anymore

[|AoD|CorpseSquatch]

This would have to be my favorite band of all time, they are from the Cleveland local scene. The band I was in use to do shows with these guys at the Red Eye Rock Club back in the day.

Odious Sanction - Complexity Mind Crank



media.putfile.com/Odious-Sanction---Complexity-Mind-Crank-

Life's frustrations
Racking my brain everyday
There's no hiding from life's reality
Everywhere we turn
We see nothing but negativity
The pressure and stress

Crushing all
Anger
Hostility
Complete rage
Burns in our brains

Life
A complete nerve racking game
Is so hard to understand
Our world in constant burning
Towards all that we hate
There just seems to be no end
To the malicious torture
Of being on planet earth

Pushing hard through each
Painful, miserable, full
Of stress days
Mental shocks of hostility
Shoots through our brains
With barely no control

Right here-right now
This is life's sick way
Of teaching us another lesson
Left to burn in hell

Knowing what is
Really going on
Awaiting our turn
For mankind's execution

Fear our-own race
Humans are a mistake

This life is so impossible
Every day is out of control
This is the life
We feel the pain almost every single
Day

How much more
Can we withstand
Of the relentless
Complexity mind crank
Insane

[|AoD|SiN]

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~edited to put in my angry face!~

[|AoD|CorpseSquatch]

Look in your PM box Houdini...

Slayer - Cast Down



Despair, emptiness
See the hatred wasted on yourself
Face down taste the dust; it's getting harder everyday
Just to find a reason not to end it all yourself
Suicide on the street
Everywhere around you watch it breed
It begins to bury you in self-induced rejection

So now you're wasted, broken down
I see through your ignorance
Penetrate the surface of your insecure inside
Next fix, shoot it up
Looking for the place where god speaks
Every time you find him he just stabs you in the back
again

No one hears you
You're society's infection
I won't judge you
When the blood steals life from you

Cast down and thrown away
You are the living dead
The needle numbs the pain
Of all your suffering
This is where the world of money changes nothing

Just a statistic in the shadows of the real world
The system's failing you just the way it failed me
Hell is home on the concrete where the city bleeds
America - home of the free - land of fucking
disenchantment

Despair, emptiness
Isolation rapes you everyday
Face down taste the dust, digging deeper in your grave
Haven't found a reason
Haven't found a thing to fucking live for
Godless he doesn't care
How you choose to destroy yourself
In a world that feeds on hate
You're left here just to waste away
In your cardboard prison, asphalt wasteland

No one hears you
You're society's infection
I won't judge you
When the blood steals life from you
No one sees you
You're society's infection
I won't judge you
When the blood steals life from you

Cast down and thrown away
You are the living dead
The needle numbs the pain
Of all your suffering
This is where the world of money changes nothing

[|AoD| Horvath]

Machine Head - Through the ashes of empires *entire cd*

Damn nice album I must say!!

[|AoD|CorpseSquatch]

Indorphine - Spaghetti



Video

Live

[|AoD|LEADSOUP]

Now the king told the boogie men
You have to let that raga drop
The oil down the desert way
Has been shakin' to the top
The sheik he drove his cadillac
He went a' cruisnin' down the ville
The muezzin was a' standing
On the radiator grille

Chorus
The shareef don't like it
Rockin' the casbah
Rock the casbah
The shareef don't like it
Rockin' the casbah
Rock the casbah

By order of the prophet
We ban that boogie sound
Degenerate the faithful
With that crazy casbah sound
But the bedouin they brought out
The electric camel drum
The local guitar picker
Got his guitar picking thumb
As soon as the shareef
Had cleared the square
They began to wail
Now over at the temple
Oh! they really pack 'em in
The in crowd say it's cool
To dig this chanting thing
But as the wind changed direction
The temple band took five
The crowd caught a wiff
Of that crazy casbah jive

Chorus

The king called up his jet fighters
He said you better earn your pay
Drop your bombs between the minarets
Down the casbah way

As soon as the shareef was
Chauffeured outta there
The jet pilots tuned to
ROCK THE CASBAH - THE CLASH

The cockpit radio blare

As soon as the shareef was
Outta their hair
The jet pilots wailed

Chorus

He thinks it's not kosher
Fundamentally he can't take it.
You know he really hates it.

[|AoD|LEADSOUP]

Panic in Detroit David Bowie,

Ah oooh
He looked a lot like che guevara, drove a diesel van
Kept his gun in quiet seclusion, such a humble man
The only survivor of the national people's gang
Panic in detroit, i asked for an autograph
He wanted to stay home, i wish someone would phone
Panic in detroit (oh oh oh aahh, oh oh oh aahh)

He laughed at accidental sirens that broke the evening gloom
The police had warned of repercussions
They followed none too soon
A trickle of strangers were all that were left alive
Panic in detroit, i asked for an autograph
He wanted to stay home, i wish someone would phone
Panic in detroit (oh oh oh aahh, ah ah ah aahh)

Putting on some clothes i made my way to school
(oh oh oh)
And i found my teacher crouching in his overalls
I screamed and ran to smash my favourite slot machine (oh oh oh)
And jumped the silent cars that slept at traffic lights

Having scored a trillion dollars, made a run back home
Found him slumped across the table. a gun and me alone
I ran to the window. looked for a plane or two
Panic in detroit. he'd left me an autograph
"let me collect dust." i wish someone would phone
Panic in detroit
Panic in detroit
Panic in detroit
Aoo

[|AoD|CorpseSquatch]

Beneath The Massacre - Profitable Kill Count



Religious soldier praying for a blessed kill count
That will lead his people to a false victory.
The antagonist, blinded by the faith he has for another great dictator
Just to know any success in killing.

Both sides are armed and ready for the next sacrifice:
A way used by those in power to hide economical interests under a crusade.
Conditioned as they fight.
Ready? The show will begin.

[Media:] Cameras are shooting.
[Murders:] World wide reported.
Those in power counting
Ordered to kill and torture.
Actions you find yourself doing.
Questions didn't come to your head.
Superiors still asking you to kill.

Hatred used as a weapon. hatred, conditioned hatred.
History is repeating itself.
Over and over again but we still don't get it. Divided: we surely will fall.
History is repeating itself. Could we learn from our mistakes?

[|AoD|CorpseSquatch]

Beneath the Massacre - Comforting Prejudice



Xenophobe visionary,
Spare me from your missionary speech.
Nothing but hate for your kind.
Your life spent on converting the flock.

Why should I have tolerance
When this word means nothing to you
And your books, holy books?

"Love and compassion" seems long forgotten
When it comes to your missionary act.
Fatal anachronism that will tear your all down.

Does rotting scare you that much?
Comforting thought of thinking all the same.
Is it going to make this all real?
Comforting thought of thinking all the same.
Live for yourself your spiritual life.

Does rotting scare you that much?
Imposing your reflection.
So narrow understanding.
Your beliefs are yours to keep.

Does rotting scare you that much?