What are you listening to right now?

[HP Hawkeye Pierce]

Emerson, Lake & Palmer - Karn Evil 9 (the entire thing)

[|AoD|LEADSOUP]

King Crimson playing:
The Court of the Crimson King

And whats really ironic is that the drummer is Chester Thompson, who is the drummer for Genesis. And he teaches at Belmont University which is 2 blocks from my house. Wow maybe he has seen me stagger by the university drunk walking my dog.? lmao




The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun.
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournaments begun.
The purple piper plays his tune,
The choir softly sing;
Three lullabies in an ancient tongue,
For the court of the crimson king.

The keeper of the city keys
Put shutters on the dreams.
I wait outside the pilgrims door
With insufficient schemes.
The black queen chants
The funeral march,
The cracked brass bells will ring;
To summon back the fire witch
To the court of the crimson king.

The gardener plants an evergreen
Whilst trampling on a flower.
I chase the wind of a prism ship
To taste the sweet and sour.
The pattern juggler lifts his hand;
The orchestra begin.
As slowly turns the grinding wheel
In the court of the crimson king.

On soft gray mornings widows cry
The wise men share a joke;
I run to grasp divining signs
To satisfy the hoax.
The yellow jester does not play
But gentle pulls the strings
And smiles as the puppets dance
In the court of the crimson king.

[|AoD|LEADSOUP]

King Crimson

RED

[|AoD|CorpseSquatch]

Ozzy Osbourne - Over The Mountain



Over the mountain, take me across the sky
Something in my vision, something deep inside
Where did I wander, where d'ya think I wandered to
I've seen life's magic astral plane I travel through

I heard them tell me that this land of dreams was now
I told them I had ridden shooting stars
And said I'd show them how

Over and over, always tried to get away
Living in a daydream, only place I had to stay
Fever of a breakout burning in me miles wide
People around me talking to the walls inside

I heard them tell me that this land of dreams was now
I told them I had ridden shooting stars
And said I'd show them how

Don't need no astrology, it's inside of you and me
You don't need a ticket to fly with me, I'm free, yeah

Over and under, in between the ups and downs
Mind on a carpet, magic ride goes 'round and round
Over the mountain, kissing silver inlaid clouds
Watching my body disappear into the crowd

Don't need no astrology, it's inside of you and me
You don't need a ticket to fly with me, I'm free, yeah

[|AoD|CorpseSquatch]

Meshuggah - Bleed





Beams of fire sweep through my head
Thrusts of pain increasingly engaged
Sensory receptors succumb
I am no one now only agony
My crimson liquid so frantically spilled
The ruby fluid of life unleashed

Ripples ascend to the surface of my eyes
Their red pens drawing at random, at will
A myriad pains begotten in their wake
The bastard spawn of a mutinous self
The regurgitation of my micro nemesis
Salivating red at the prospect of my ruin, my doom

Malfunction the means for its ascent
Bloodletting the stringent voice to beckon my soul

So futile any resisting tension
As death-induced mechanics propel its growth

The implement the device of my extinction
The terminating clockwork of my gleeful bane
The definitive scourge of its mockery
The end-art instruments lethality attained

Heed - it commands heed my will
Bleed - it says bleed you will

Falling into the clarity of undoing
Scornful gods haggle for my soul
Minds eye flickers and vellicates as I let go
Taunting whispers accompany my deletion

A sneering grin the voice of my reaper
Chanting sofly the song of depletion

[|AoD| Horvath]

Fucking insane this new meshuggah album, thats all I have to say.

Been listening to Hellyeah these days, I'm digging them tunes.

[|AoD| Horvath]

Listening to Cavalera Conspiracy. At last these brazilian motherfuckers decided to make good noise again! Although it requires a lot of listening, this album Inflikted sounds very promising.

some brazilian cursing for ya
DO CARALHO FILHADAPUTA! hehe

[|AoD|CorpseSquatch]

Hate Eternal - Sons Of Darkness "Live"


These final days are upon us, these final days are upon us!
Is this the final judgement of our time? Will the end draw near?

Visions of the judgement of the dead, vespers of the dying rhetoric
Is this the eternal? Redemption forewarned, will the stars fall from the skies?

Visions of the lakes of fire, vespers of utter destruction,
Persecutors of the holy, bring forth the beast,
Cast out thy wicked, cast out thy sons of darkness,
I awake thee!

And so it may be, a time of eternal redemption,
Prospering in aeons of blasphemy, vespers of the purest idolatry,
Upon the wicked, we shall rise,
As the dead stand upon the throne,

He shall now rule, the conqueror,
He shall now rule, the cursed god,

Persecutors of the holy, bring forth the beast,
Cast out thy wicked, cast out thy sons of darkness,
I awake thee!

[|AoD|CorpseSquatch]

Lamb of God - Grace



Broken, Bones and the will
Capacity to disappear in misery saves
Soaking, pain as a thrill, hate to instill
Compassion's a cage

Forgiving the father
Read the story on my skin
I'll be the martyr
Falling from his grace again

Sunken, sooner or later
We crawl our way back into our favorite hole
Drunken, swallow the savior
And follow him to hang from the highest pole

Forgiving the father
Read the story on my skin
Tell me more about the man I should have been
I'll be the martyr
Falling from his grace again
Falling from his grace again
This is where the end begins

Falling from his grace again
Falling from his grace again
This is where the end begins

[|AoD| Horvath]

Lamb Of God - Contractor



4. Contractor

Chopping lines in international sand
Feeding blood junkie habits of the elephant man
Quench his thirst with Black Water rising
Executive outcomes on a burning horizon

Yeah motherfucker, let's take a ride
We're rolling route Irish, someone has got to die
Trick or treat, it's IEDs
So roll the dice as we leave
cause it's near 8 miles of pure luck
with more bang for Sam's buck
Guaran-fucking-teed, someone will bleed

Privatize to conceal all the lies
big business is booming like its the 4th of July
No need for all the formalities
Jump the kangaroo courts
and plant the lynching trees

Yeah motherfucker, let's take a ride
Running red lights in a green zone,
someone has got to die
Hidden Aegis, nothing here to see
So load the dice for me please
and Let's snort the bottom line
Crude cashed into refined
Guaran-fucking-teed, Just sign the deed
Someone will bleed

Someone has got to die

Ours is not to reason why
Ours is but to do if the pay rate's right
Black liquid assets fuck the mujaheddin
Paint their picket fences red with the American dream
Lay the hammer hammer down, get the job done right
Jacked up and clocked in into a fire fight
Covert reactions and you never saw me
A glass parking lot in the American dream
they all die

[|AoD|CorpseSquatch]

Drummer Night - Some of my favorite drummers

Derek Roddy




George Kollias



Sean Reinert

[|AoD|CorpseSquatch]

Despised Icon - Diva Of Disgust



Like a drug, you asphyxiated me with fulfilment.
Your eyes, like needles, fed my brain with addictive enhancement.
Are you that long awaited ray of hope or is this another twisted side of the same tale?
You traded your wings, traded your wings for horns and I replaced you with a sharper solution.
I went deeper than you ever will.
I went deeper than you ever will.
Your reign didn't last for long.
You were wrong all along.
The diva took her outfit off.
An egocentric drama queen now stood in front of my eyes.
You traded your wings, traded your wings for horns and I replaced you with a sharper solution.
I went deeper than you ever will.
You lost your grasp once and for all.
Karma will get you back.
You lost your grasp once and for all.
Karma will get you back.
I won't hold any grudges.
She simply vanished and if that goody Christian girl was right.
Karma will get her back.
Karma will get her back.

[|AoD|CorpseSquatch]

Man Must Die - Kill it, Skin it, Wear it



Hang your heads in shame. Human failure, kill for gain. Mankind has lost all dignity.
Skinned alive, the thoughts unbearable. Left to die, untraceable. Just another fashion accessory.
Mass slaughter of the innocent. Kill it, skin it, wear it. How the fuck can you close your eyes and sleep at night? Kill it, skin it, wear it. Where do we draw the line?
Hammer to the head. A merciless killing, nothing said. Tell me who are the animals?
Final breath, discard the carcass. Wear the flesh. Its sickening the depths we will sink to for money.
Mass slaughter of the innocent. Kill it, skin it, wear it. How the fuck can you close your eyes and sleep at night? Kill it, skin it, wear it. Where do we draw the line?
Were the animals!
Good Bye!
Crammed into cages. Madness sets into the mind.
Stockpile of bodies. Writhe in pain until they die.
All of this for the value of ink and paper.
Gassed or bludgeoned. The end results the loss of rights.
The rich and wealthy fund this motherfucking genocide.
All of this for the value of ink and paper.
Kill it, skin it, wear it.
Where do we draw the line!
A life for a life I say. Senseless violence it will never go away. IT IS MURDER. THIS IS MURDER.
Kill it, skin it, wear it.

[|AoD|CorpseSquatch]

When a bunch of talented Scottish lads start a band, dress like pirates and sing about plundering and prostitutes, you know you've struck gold.

Alestorm - Captain Morgan's Revenge



Countless years ago while lost in barren seas
There whispered murmurs of a bloody mutiny
We took up arms and slayed the officers of rank
And with swords drawn made the captain walk the plank


And as he fell down to the depths
He swore a deadly curse
"As sure as hell's my final fate
You'll all soon die, or worse"
Now as we stand before the gallows
Waiting for the end
I'll say these final words my friend

At sunrise we'll all dance the hempen jig
So raise up your pint of rum and take another swig
The curse of Captain Morgan has led us to this fate
So have no fear, and don't look back, the afterlife
awaits

We returned to port with sorrow in our chests
An evil shadow followed us on every quest
Never to feel joy again was our fate
Only misery and death, fear and burning hate

We broke the law, betrayed the code
Now time is running out
An unforgivable offence
Of that there is no doubt
Now as we stand before the gallows
Waiting for the end
I'll say these final words my friend

At sunrise we'll all dance the hempen jig
So raise up your pint of rum and take another swig
The curse of Captain Morgan has led us to this fate
So have no fear, and don't look back, the afterlife
awaits

Many years have passed now
Yet the curse still lives on
And now we rot in a black prison cell
Waiting for our true calling in hell
But for the lives we leave behind
Don't shed a tear, don't cry
The only way to break this curse
Is for us all to die
Now as we stand before the gallows
Waiting for the end
I'll say these final words my friend

At sunrise we'll all dance the hempen jig
So raise up your pint of rum and take another swig
The curse of Captain Morgan has led us to this fate
So have no fear, and don't look back, the afterlife
awaits

[|AoD|CorpseSquatch]

Alestorm - Wenches And Mead



When I come back from a mighty quest
I have no need for sleep or rest
I head to a tavern for a drink
And get so drunk I cannot think
A wench by my side and a jug of mead
These are the things that I most need
So I sit back and sing this song
And drink and party all night long

Hey! Hey!
I want more wenches
Hey! Hey!
More wenches and mead
Hey! Hey!
I want more wenches
Lots of wenches is what I need

When I come back from a mighty quest
I have no need for sleep or rest
I head to a tavern for a drink
And get so drunk I cannot think
A wench by my side and a jug of mead
These are the things that I most need
So I sit back and sing this song
And drink and party all night long

Hey! Hey!
I want more wenches
Hey! Hey!
More wenches and mead
Hey! Hey!
I want more wenches
Lots of wenches is what I need