The P sektor
Già sento sul mio viso le gocce della pioggia, l'ardore scorre nella trincea, e la sprezzante intesa prima del nuovo assalto, tra gli arditi uniti già in trincea
Vivere, Fino alla fine Morire, fino alla fine
Sono il mio nemico, attacco il mio destino la mia patria è ora la trincea e non c'è odio in me, nè rancore chè la morte è vita, nella trincea
Vivere, fino alla fine Morire, fino alla fine Rinascere
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I'm surprised, no more pig squeal ? Che cazzo fai cazzone ?
Blas, with all due respect. I still can't understand the taste of this music. Like, what makes it worth listening to?
I can't have my musical tastes questioned by a dutch guy who doesn't like RTC, sorry exp
Well RTC is a sort of thing a lot of druggies here listen to that use a lot of speed. So it's reasonable to understand that I don't really like it. But again mate, I was curious to know why you like them, not to troll you haha.
Gotta agree with Expe unless I don't question your tastes as they are what they are. Still, without any sort of offense I don't get how this can be called music, I mean you at least need some kind of melody. You can like it, but I wouldn't refer to this as music, rather dark ambient.... A sweet one to listen to while drinking the juice of mashed newborns using your own veins as a straw
Archgoat has MUCH melody, this has not https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QBP8imm03Mo
Hobos with garbage cans.
The thing with a lot of metal music is that its polyphony is fucking flat. Some however are not, I've heard some very nice metal. But if you really like melody then you should be able to appreciate Arabic music. After all, some of the most famous classical pieces are heavily influenced (stolen) from Arabic music.
The bullet hole looks so right in your head,
like it'd been missing all along.
The blood streaked across your face
like some twisted lover's deformed lipstick trace.
Staring at your reflection
wondering how you're still alive.
Wondering if she's somewhere laughing,
deciding whether to let you die.
"if one has to be scared to lead a decent life his weakness is obvious" (cit.)"I do not hunt freaks, freaks hunt me" (cit.)"Lady, – he whispered with concern, – your
eyes are so empty" (cit.)