Boris
Album • 2011
Smouldering, aren't you? Wanna burn up? Who's fanning the flame? Wanna be set on? Yeah I know It's on, you know Ah, no rule Kicked on the arse It's on, you know Somebody, tonight Fuel somebody, tonight
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
I'll tell a secret to you, it's true Suck it up, before it's gone Hard to say? No, not really But it's all a lie I'll tell a secret to you, it's not true You don't like it, do you? It will meet your needs that's not true Oh, it's scary, don't you believe it? Tame Lonelyheart ni itteinairowo Undecidedness is forbidden It was revised, seeking for a sign The unreasonable has come Asap, chase, run away, fact, all possible Failing to tell is always possible Lonelyheart ni itteinairowo Orientation is forbidden Ah, it's the gray soaked in similarity/analogy Itteinisomaru Somaru Lonelyheart
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
They intend to conquer the universe We're gonna kick out the evil guys "Can't lose!" Our name: TBC We'll be on TV, unexpectedly Can't decide Can't decide yet Can I blame it on you? Or me? Can't be decided Can't decide Oh, no! Can't stop them Can't stop them Can't stop them Can't stop them
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
Their hair-dos are always weird Very haunting, will see them in dreams They're back from the grave To the ghosts, let's send the sign of "LOVE" Oh, let's make some noise, you, me and all Too rad, yourself Get thrown in, let it roll Wanna dedicate this to you, this skull He's gonna mess with it, "Jackson Head" Got some conditioner, and is still exploding Too rad, yourself Their hair-dos are always weird Very haunting, will see them in dreams... will see them "Jackson Head"
Canaries sing themselves out, way too hoarse Their wings move as if choreographed They are just acting each other - the missing, the imagined They are only singing about how much more yearning they can hold Mirrors reflect ourselves, way too clearly The stares, directed another way, are cuddling together They are just pitying each other - the reflections on the mirror They are only pretending as if they are going around something Next comes the lies, pieces of you, falling into place Again you are used, made to feel you've found it out You are for ever made to watch the same scene At the same place, over and over: missing pieces And you know you'll never find them: missing pieces" -All the Missing passing me by "At least I would like to stop them." "I am lonely... Ah." -Chasing its back "I would like to keep holding this 'should be there" The scene has already faded away Now it's time you stopped crying: missing pieces Already faded away Stop crying, stop crying Missing pieces
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
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Doo do do doo
Submitted by NecroGod — Feb 15, 2026
Crystalized and dispersed Ah, the sigh Crystalized and dispersed Ah, the sigh Freeze, in a second Freeze, even the words Crystalized and dispersed Ah, the sigh "Where has it gone?" He said to me The world stands still, crystalized Crystalized and dispersed Ah, the sigh "Where has it gone?" He said to me Another dialogue that is broken up Penetrated by the icicle that is sharp Crystalized and dispersed Ah, the sigh Ah, stillness We are alone When it's gone, you don't expect That it's gone for good; it will be back in time Icicle, ah...
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
On a light-filled hill that has never been visited You've just looked up at ...the blue sky, for instance You adore it, you dance Into the distance... Panting, singing Along the ridge line that is ablaze with flowers You are tracing Show me more I'd like to watch it for ever Show me what bliss is Soak me with your blissful smile You can just try and fly there Until you reach there Away, away, far away And tell me about the scent of the wind You're gradually finding what the world is for you While chasing the thing awaiting for you And I'm watching you right here Playing with the light All the while Tiny wings With clear eyes Fly, fly away
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