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Escuchar Gladys Garcete - Musica Cristiana - Divina Misericordia


Letras

The Analyst (Soilwork)

Straight forward on the path of life,Who makes you choose
that way Is it a crime to give it all up,To leave it all behind
Oh...this is all so crystal clear Going on in shallow blindness
To watch the madmen sort things out No time to spill,Isn't
it such a thrill? By self-deception I am bound to take it
seriously I'm way beyond,I've put myself in such horrible
way to go

[Chorus x 2]
I think you just made a big mistake...This is just a fake cause
I am,Guilty by association,sinner of mankind,I'm forced to
build my life upon this,hidden path I just can't find.

Well...is this all so crystal clear?
Sometimes it seems like time stands still Demolish myself at
free will,Can you watch me burn As the sun goes down and
my life is overturned,Can I identify myself with the
judgement that I'm facing here Can't deny,won't deny that
I'm level with the ground by fear

[Chorus]
Punished and banished I kill the ways of life You predict and
restrict my views in the hands of time

[Chorus]

You wear the face of desperate man displacing his fatal
actions Refuse to recall the miserable times of stupid and
naive attractions Going on in shallow blindness To watch
the madmen sort things out No time to spill,Isn't it such a
thrill? By self-deception I am bound to take it seriously I'm
way beyond,I've put myself in such a horrible way to go

[Chorus]

I think you just made a big mistake...This conversation's over
The analyst may have won this case of,discrimination and
nothing but lies,This fallen era makes me wonder,Is it worth
it when your dignity dies

Rubberneck Lions (Oysterhead)

Rubberneck lions as I lie in bed
Double barrel under the pillow under my head
You don't wake a man when he's trying to be dead
Cause of the Rubberneck lions as I lie in bed
Rubberneck lions as I lie in bed
I bought a cactus from a miser named Fred
I choose to live on water and bread
Cause of the Rubberneck lions as I lie in bed
Well I'm cold and lonely but I'll come around
Black clouds hanging over shady ground
Full moon risin' up above my head
Rubberneck lions as I lie in bed
Rubberneck lions as I lie in bed
I never listen to a word you said

Never mess with man when he's trying to be dead
Well I'm old and I'm homely but would you come around?
Ears to deaf to hear a sound
Aaron looked to Moses for his daily bread
Rubberneck lions as I lie in bed
Rubberneck lions as I lie in bed
Three strips of beacon on my toasted head
Two over easy on a roll and I'm fed
Rubberneck lions as I lie in bed

Es La Música (Los Cafres)

es la musica lo q me da vida
pocas cosas llegan a tener tanta importancia
es la musica lo q me da vida
pocas cosas llegan a tener tanta importancia
es el vicio mas fuerte que tengo
energia dificil de superar
hermosos colores llega a ver mi alma
misteriosos secretos revelados ante mi
matematica del cuerpo y espiritu
mostrame tu nueva cara de hoy
interminable fuente de vida
quiero conocer tu mensaje, si!
es la musica lo q me da vida
pocas cosas llegan a tener tanta importancia
es la musica lo q me da vida
pocas cosas llegan a tener tanta importancia
combinaciones magicas que llevan a sentir
como maquina de tiempo de ayer o mañana
donde queda conectado por un tiempo el corazon
cargando al espiritu con fuerte claridad
claridad de ideas y de verde luz
claridad de ideas y de verde luz
es la musica lo q me da vida
pocas cosas llegan a tener tanta importancia
es la musica lo q me da vida
pocas cosas llegan a tener tanta importancia
es la musica lo q me da vida
pocas cosas llegan a tener tanta importancia

Ciudadano A (Ivan Ferreiro)

No suelo pensar
que los demás teman por mí
a lo mejor supones
que soy un animal
no más silvestre que esta piedra
que mi enojo el día que yo vi
lo miserable que podías ser lo miserable
no suelo pensar
que los demás me entienden ni un momento
y una vez que empiezo a hablar
mis vomitonas me convierten en un descarado
sí tienes razón
es complicado mantener el tipo en cualquier situación
ya ves
yo sobrevivo a base de basura y desencuentro
no podrás decir
que no te dije lo que había un día en su momento
mirarte bien
que estás inflado de mediocridad
no suelo decir
lo repugnante que resulta veros en la tele
haciendo bailar
los numeritos en las tablas
vuestras putas casas son de verdad
y a mí me da que todo es de mentira
vi como una vez
cambiabas todo en el telediario
vi a todos llorar
es imposible contenerme ahora no consigo
vi a tu mujer
cómo besaba a todos en Madrid en las calles
y a ti en Berlín
vendiendo Europa a los americanos
Todo lo que nunca tendré...

Raining Dead Babies (Shadeout)

Sits and sits and he waits
She never showed up
Her baby died on the way to the date

"People, people, you've got to go at a faster rate. Keep trying, we're dying, keep going to mate"

** it
Kill your kids
Anyway it don't matter
It's the apocalypse
At first it will seem
As a solar eclipse
There's nothing we can do
It will keep raining dead babies
Spreading mammal rabies

Soon it will get so hot that all Earth supported life can no longer move
California will break off of the United States and Hawaii will sink
Australia will mysteriously disappear and Britian will **in' shrink
It will get so bad that the world will start a genocide
And stop mourning for those who have died
It will be so miserable that killing will be for everyone
Badness will happen and people will have to turn to cannibalism for food
There's nothing we can do
It will keep raining dead babies
Spreading mammal rabies

Crazy Drunken Style (Masta Ace)

[ Lord Digga ]
Good good mornin, this is a warnin
You slept on me last night, so stop the **in yawnin
You shouldn'ta dialed 540-WAKE
You made a mistake, now your funeral's gonna take place
I'm not the nigga that you really wanna fight, right?
Cause I put my foot in Gladys, cause I thought she wore my Nikes
And I just might ** your wife, cause I'm livin trife
I gives a ** about a punk pussy rapper
Cause I break the dawn in the p.m. to the day after
You little punk bastards, the Digga's comin after
Ya, strictly on a rub-out mission
Say your prayers like a christian
Or your punk**will be missin
Like Jimmy Hoffa, it's the drunken hip-hopper
Comin to kick your**proper to a slow beat or some opra
But check me on the next verse, cause I'm out like Cindy Lauper

Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger
(I'm drunk, so what?)
I got the crazy drunken style
Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger
(Give the man a taste, and he's gone)

[ Masta Ace ]
I could freak a flow, fresh like fish in the fryer
It's the fat rhyme supplier on the 5 train attire
Goin Uptown, kickin with the songs that be hittin
I'm swingin like my dick on the toilet when I'm shittin
I try to eat right, so don't even talk of swine
Gettin mine on tracks that are rough like a porcupine
The mathmatical abstraction, I'm waxin
Maxin with action, shootin like Paxton
Ring goes the ???, ding-ding goes the bell
It's the man with the clientele, here to rock you well
Knock the red out your socks, now it don't match your necks
It's the crazy drunken style like a big glass of Beck's

Drink, drink, drink, oh, come and get a drink
Of the lyrical intoxicants to make your breath stink (2x)

We got the lyrical - hangover
Check it out
If the mic was a 40 (I would never be sober) (2x)

(Drunk on Friday night)

Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger
(I'm drunk, so what?)
I got the crazy drunken style
Here comes the crazy drunken style, take a swigger
(Give the man a taste, and he's gone)

[ Lord Digga ]
When I'm brainstormin I do more than just rain
Cause I'ma get you and throw your mama from the train
I'm kinda vain, that makes me wanna slaughter
Doin shit you never thought of
So don't cross the Digga, cause I'm a nigga over drunk waters
So heat up the skillet, so I can cook MC's like gizzards
And beat that**when you're off to see the wizard
Oh is it, that bad mutha**a? Word to scouts honor
The nigga from Saturday Night that rippin shit like Sinead O'Connor
So I wanna be startin some with mutha**as that'll front when
They really know they really don't want nothin
Over here, cause I get heads fly like Mike and a pair of Nike Airs
Agressive like a grizzly, so ** a care bear
Rapunzel, suck my dick... and cut the weave out your hair

Trouble's Braids (Tom Waits)

Well I pulled on trouble's braids
and I hid in the briars
out by the quick mud
stayin' away from the main roads
passin' out wolf tickets
downwind from the blood hounds

and I pulled on trouble's braids
and I lay by a cypress
as quiet as a stone
'til the bleeding stopped
I blew the weather vane
off some old road house
I build a fire in the
skeleton back seat of an old Tucker
and I pulled on trouble's braids

I spanked cold red mud
where the hornet stung deep
and I tossed in the ditch
in a restless sleep
and I pulled on trouble's braids

I hung my rain-soaked jacket
on some old barbed wire
poured cold rusty water
on a miserable fire
I pulled on trouble's braids

the creek was swollen by daybreak and
I could just barely see
and I floated downstream
on an old dead tree
and I pulled on trouble's braids

I pulled on trouble's braids
I pulled on trouble's braids
I pulled on trouble's braids


Tom Waits: Vocal
Victor Feldman: African talking drum
Stephen Taylor Arvizu Hodges: Parade bass drum
Larry Taylor: Acoustic bass

Bring Back The Dead (Sigh)

(Guitar solo by Shinichi)

Once beloved now lost forever
Wings of Angel torn by malignance

Why wasn't it me?
Living in a shadow of death
I wish it was a dream

I won't believe in salvation, (I) shouldn't be saved
I wait for my condemnation in the cold flame
Repeated suicide in imagination, Watch the coward pray
Unexpected destination, a miserable slave

Die with a hope of live in despair
Death you're dying, Life you're losing
Spiritual suicide, Life I denied
Light the night divides, Pride I denied

Bridge:
Now I set a fire to cremate
The treasure that will never be the same
I won't wait for the fate, lost in this shade
Past will never change, too late to be saved

Life light as a feather, so is mine
Why wasn't it me when angel smiles
So I'll live on the lies when my conscience dies
How could I stand the slaughter in this paradise?

Chorus:
Bring Back the Dead, in this sorrow
Bring Back the Dead, regret will grow
Bring Back the Dead
As their voices get higher and the leading light glitters
Bring Back the Dead, Now I see
Bring Back the Dead, What it means
Bring Back the Dead
Until the moment my existence perishes in eternity

(Guitar solo by Shinichi)


Eternal regret I own't forget
What I want (is a) punishment, for the dead
Why wasn't it me
Living in a shadow of death
I wish it was a dream

I am the one who is guilty but I can't see
Nothing is the same as it used to be, silence is my plea
Helpless slave to destiny, I'll never be free
Shattered is my humanity, Eternally

Die with a hope or live in despair
Death you're dying, Life you're losing
Spiritual suicide, Life I denied
Light the night divides, Pride I denied

Bridge:
I have no future, for which I would live
I live in the dreadful past to forgive
My sin, spawned by inner feelings I have killed
I cry out of the loneliness to be filled
What I want is a punishment, demon inside of me
Now I see no way to embrace this reality
Now I see no reason for me to be
Suicidal words are chanted repeatedly

Chorus:
Bring Back the Dead, succumb to fate
Bring Back the Dead, that's what I hate
Bring Back the Dead
No matter what they say I'm the only one to blame
Bring Back the Dead, I'll watch them pray
Bring Back the Dead, We'll meet in the end
Bring Back the Dead
That is the only hope that can ease my eternal pain
Bring Back the Dead, to succumb to fate
Bring Back the Dead, that's what I hate
Bring Back the Dead
Now you're gone but I want to know what should be done
Bring Back the Dead, I'll watch them pray
Bring Back the Dead, What'd they say?
Bring Back the Dead
Though I know it's nothing more than death as a human...

(Hammond solo by Mirai)

The Dead Sing (Sigh)

Listen to the song which we sing you mortal fools
It is a song of vengeance filled with hate
For the fury and flame of hell is burning
Burning your soul, binding your fate

We will take what we need, there is no egress
We will sate our desires on all that is left
Since the dawn of time evil has lived and dwelled
Walking the shadows between the worlds

Searing the flesh
Tearing the spirit
Scorched beyond existence
Burnt to ashes
The skies turned to fire
All perished in flame
Boiling the blood
Igniting the soul

As dreams are scattered, who's next for the pyre?
Whose essence is condemned to the fire?
We need your soul to set us free
The hundreth soul, corrupt and guilty

Poisoned souls trapped in the dark with no hope of salvation
Await the eve of destruction, to cross to your dimension
All the denizens of hell will journey from that world
To visit pain and darkness upon every man and child

The sentence is death, and pain you'll not escape
Struggle for breath in vain your nemesis is shaped

What a miserable way to die!
Skin stripped from flesh
Your lifeless body cast
Into nothingness
Spectres are hunting, for mortal life
All your souls will be devoured!

Vengeance is completed by the torments of hell
Even the dead shall shed tears of fear
Hatred is satiated by the lost souls that fell
Even the dead cry for help; cry for help!

mujer (groenemeyer)

Mujer, mujer divina tienes el veneno que fascina en tu mirar. Mujer alabastrina, tienes vibracin de sonatina pasional, tienes el perfume de un naranjo en flor, el altivo porte de una majestad. Sabes de los filtros que hay en el amor, tienes el hechizo de la liviandad, la divina magia de un atardecer, why la maravilla de la inspiracin. Tienes en el ritmo de tu ser, todo el palpitar de una cancin. Eres la razn de mi existir, mujer.Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing


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