Acid Bath - priča iz močvara lousianne, drunken devil - diäb soule -ep1
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Re: Acid Bath - priča iz močvara lousianne, drunken devil - diäb soule -ep1
Agents Of Oblivion - nova era, novi milenij, evolucija ili mozda bolje revolucija :) cisti vokal bez screamova
Također jako dobar album,mjesavina bluesa, rocka, folka, metala... :)
Tekstovi pjesama su malo blazi nego na prijasnjim albumima tj. nisu eksplicitni niti idu u ekstreme i ne vrti se sve toliko oko smrti :)
Također jako dobar album,mjesavina bluesa, rocka, folka, metala... :)
Tekstovi pjesama su malo blazi nego na prijasnjim albumima tj. nisu eksplicitni niti idu u ekstreme i ne vrti se sve toliko oko smrti :)
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Re: Acid Bath - priča iz močvara lousianne, drunken devil - diäb soule -ep1
2002 godine Dax izdaje If This Is Hell Then I'm Lucky :)
Na dvije razlicite kuce. Jedan kao Deadboy And The Elephantnan, a na drugu kao solo artist, komplicirano, ali slatko :) meni osobno njegov najdraži solo album. :)
Dax-ova posveta Acid Bath-u :)
Floating on a casket down the Mississippi
Throwing shadows cross the moountains of the moon
There I heard the daughters of december
Singing a wicked tune into the graveyard
Mouths of children blue in the arms of mother violence
Into the graveyard mouths
Swinging from a star
Down the passage we never take
Past that door we never open
Lost in the locust storm
Singing a wicked tune
Into the graveyard mouths of children blue in the arms of mother violence
Into the graveyard mouths
Swinging from that star
That star
Na dvije razlicite kuce. Jedan kao Deadboy And The Elephantnan, a na drugu kao solo artist, komplicirano, ali slatko :) meni osobno njegov najdraži solo album. :)
Dax-ova posveta Acid Bath-u :)
Floating on a casket down the Mississippi
Throwing shadows cross the moountains of the moon
There I heard the daughters of december
Singing a wicked tune into the graveyard
Mouths of children blue in the arms of mother violence
Into the graveyard mouths
Swinging from a star
Down the passage we never take
Past that door we never open
Lost in the locust storm
Singing a wicked tune
Into the graveyard mouths of children blue in the arms of mother violence
Into the graveyard mouths
Swinging from that star
That star
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Re: Acid Bath - priča iz močvara lousianne, drunken devil - diäb soule -ep1
2006 izdaje pod imenom Deadboy And The Elephantmen novi album pod nazivom We Are Night Sky i po prvi puta u zivotu ima hit pjesmu. Stop, I'm Already Dead, koja je iskoristena i kao theme song u seriji i, zombie. Album je klasicni alt rock koji se meni bas i ne svida. Prijasnji album je ipak bio puno bolji jer je bio vise swamp rock- vise raznovrsniji i siroviji.. :) ali hvala bogu nakon ovog albuma se vratio na staro :)
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Re: Acid Bath - priča iz močvara lousianne, drunken devil - diäb soule -ep1
2007 Dax izdaje solo album We Sing Of Only Blood or Love. :)
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Re: Acid Bath - priča iz močvara lousianne, drunken devil - diäb soule -ep1
2010 izlazi njegov zasada zadnji album Say Goodnight To The World :) Nakon If This Is Hell Then I'm Lucky ovo mi je omiljeni release. Ima jako dobrih pjesama, izdvojio bih Let Me Be Your Cigarette, I Hear Satan, Say Goodnight To the World....etc
Od 2010 radi na novom albumu koji će; citirajuci Sammy -a biti 'gospel shit' :)
Od 2010 radi na novom albumu koji će; citirajuci Sammy -a biti 'gospel shit' :)
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Re: Acid Bath - priča iz močvara lousianne, drunken devil - diäb soule -ep1
Venus Blue - pjesma sa drugog albuma...friski upload s you tube-a :)
Creeping like frost
As slow as grave moss
Like drowning in dry oceans of bone dust
I taste the wreckage of crumbling faces
I know the pale thing in the darkest of places
I remember blood from the thighs of the mother
As everything is eaten by another
How much more must we bleed her
I cut their throats while they slept
I wept
I peel back my skull for you
Yes I do
Slow desolation like a funeral procession
The lovely one screams like she's caught between stations
I eat the razor, a mouthful of God's flesh
Sweating this blackness,
I am shitting this cold death
I remember blood from the thighs of the mother
As everything is eaten by another
How much more must we bleed her
I cut their throats while they slept
I wept I peel back my skull for you
Yes I do
DEAD VENUS BLUE
Love is rotting on the vine
Crumbling in God's sunshine
I am dying all the time
Point me at the sky... sky
How much more must we bleed her
I cut their throats while they slept
I wept
I peel back my skull for you
Yes I do
DEAD VENUS BLUE
How much more must we bleed her
I cut their throats while they slept
I wept
I peel back my skull for you
Yes I do
DEAD VENUS BLUE
I taste the wreckage of crumbling faces
I know the pale thing in the darkest of places
Creeping like frost
As slow as grave moss
Like drowning in dry oceans of bone dust
I taste the wreckage of crumbling faces
I know the pale thing in the darkest of places
I remember blood from the thighs of the mother
As everything is eaten by another
How much more must we bleed her
I cut their throats while they slept
I wept
I peel back my skull for you
Yes I do
Slow desolation like a funeral procession
The lovely one screams like she's caught between stations
I eat the razor, a mouthful of God's flesh
Sweating this blackness,
I am shitting this cold death
I remember blood from the thighs of the mother
As everything is eaten by another
How much more must we bleed her
I cut their throats while they slept
I wept I peel back my skull for you
Yes I do
DEAD VENUS BLUE
Love is rotting on the vine
Crumbling in God's sunshine
I am dying all the time
Point me at the sky... sky
How much more must we bleed her
I cut their throats while they slept
I wept
I peel back my skull for you
Yes I do
DEAD VENUS BLUE
How much more must we bleed her
I cut their throats while they slept
I wept
I peel back my skull for you
Yes I do
DEAD VENUS BLUE
I taste the wreckage of crumbling faces
I know the pale thing in the darkest of places
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Re: Acid Bath - priča iz močvara lousianne, drunken devil - diäb soule -ep1
A creature made of sunshine
Her eyes were like the sky
Rabbit howls like something old
As we twitch to a lullaby
The scalpel shines in god''s sunshine
The Streetlights whisper pain
Down here near the poison stream
Our god has gone insane
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
Like the scream of the butterfly
Sunshine in the house of flames
She loves it where she gets it
But it''s never felt the same
Surgery, in the house of dissection
When your candle burns out..I''ll resurrect you
She runs
Through fields of daisies
Yeah, it''s just a shame that they eat their own babies
Who cares
Cos the air is free
When you get there will you kiss the dead for me?
There''s blood on the moon and the summer is cold
There''s love in the room
But baby that''s getting old
There''s blood on my face sittin'' on uhh dead shore
A highway,highway of emptiness and I''m getting bored
There''s blood on the moon as we plan our escape
The goddess in bloom
Handcuffed and raped
There''s blood in the bathtub baby
Murder the king
There''s blood on the moon
There''s blood on just about everything
Sunshine in the house of flames
She loves it where she gets it
But it''s never felt the same
Surgery, in the house of dissection
When your candle burns out..I''ll resurrect you
She runs
Through fields of daisies
Yeah, it''s just a shame that they eat their own babies
Who cares
Cos the air is free
When you get there will you kiss the dead for me?
Something cold is forced inside her
A tears spill down her cheek
Stillborn songs of a dead dreamer
Hymn''s of a needle freak
With sunlight in her hair she smiles like she don''t care
Her dreams of liquid blue
I cut my self again and again to remind myself of you
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
Like the scream of the butterfly
I like the scream of the butterfly
I met an angel with a sawed-off shotgun
Wanted by the FBI
We dropped some acid
Killed our parents
Then we hit the road
I like the scream of the butterfly
Her eyes were like the sky
Rabbit howls like something old
As we twitch to a lullaby
The scalpel shines in god''s sunshine
The Streetlights whisper pain
Down here near the poison stream
Our god has gone insane
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
Like the scream of the butterfly
Sunshine in the house of flames
She loves it where she gets it
But it''s never felt the same
Surgery, in the house of dissection
When your candle burns out..I''ll resurrect you
She runs
Through fields of daisies
Yeah, it''s just a shame that they eat their own babies
Who cares
Cos the air is free
When you get there will you kiss the dead for me?
There''s blood on the moon and the summer is cold
There''s love in the room
But baby that''s getting old
There''s blood on my face sittin'' on uhh dead shore
A highway,highway of emptiness and I''m getting bored
There''s blood on the moon as we plan our escape
The goddess in bloom
Handcuffed and raped
There''s blood in the bathtub baby
Murder the king
There''s blood on the moon
There''s blood on just about everything
Sunshine in the house of flames
She loves it where she gets it
But it''s never felt the same
Surgery, in the house of dissection
When your candle burns out..I''ll resurrect you
She runs
Through fields of daisies
Yeah, it''s just a shame that they eat their own babies
Who cares
Cos the air is free
When you get there will you kiss the dead for me?
Something cold is forced inside her
A tears spill down her cheek
Stillborn songs of a dead dreamer
Hymn''s of a needle freak
With sunlight in her hair she smiles like she don''t care
Her dreams of liquid blue
I cut my self again and again to remind myself of you
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
She smiles like a child with flowers in her hair
With blood on her hands
Into the sun she stares
She feels it die
I heard her cry...
Like the scream of the butterfly
I like the scream of the butterfly
I met an angel with a sawed-off shotgun
Wanted by the FBI
We dropped some acid
Killed our parents
Then we hit the road
I like the scream of the butterfly
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Re: Acid Bath - priča iz močvara lousianne, drunken devil - diäb soule -ep1
Jedini video spot u 20 godina solo karijere :)
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Re: Acid Bath - priča iz močvara lousianne, drunken devil - diäb soule -ep1
Fan made music video
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