Uma breve seleção de bandas da NWOBHM (New Wave Of British Heavy Metal) para o Dia do
Rock. Foi um movimento rico e sei que muita coisa relevante ficou de fora. Escolhi bandas menos conhecidas, porém de qualidade inigualável. Infelizmente não consegui localizar algumas letras.Se algum leitor puder ajudar a completar a postagem ficarei grato.
Um bom Dia do Rock para todos!
Tysondog - Painted Heroes
Um bom Dia do Rock para todos!
Tysondog - Painted Heroes
Words
of anger scream in my head
But I can't think straight my mind is dead
The words you've spoken cut like a knife
So many times I've lived this life
Don't take it all away
Fight the tide back turn & run
I know I'm not the only one
So much is different so much has changed
But things can never stay the same
Don't take it all away
Paited hero's stand cold in command
Faceless warriors lie dead in the sand
Killer legions lay waste to the land
Marching south to the house of the damned
I see clearly but your so blind
An honest face is hard to find
I've walked alone,I've walked with men
But I may never walk again
Don't take it all away
But I can't think straight my mind is dead
The words you've spoken cut like a knife
So many times I've lived this life
Don't take it all away
Fight the tide back turn & run
I know I'm not the only one
So much is different so much has changed
But things can never stay the same
Don't take it all away
Paited hero's stand cold in command
Faceless warriors lie dead in the sand
Killer legions lay waste to the land
Marching south to the house of the damned
I see clearly but your so blind
An honest face is hard to find
I've walked alone,I've walked with men
But I may never walk again
Don't take it all away
Witchfynde - The
Divine Victim
Pagan Altar -
Sentinels of Hate
People often now
stand and stare
And wonder who could
they be
That would leave
such a lasting
Tribute to their
lives
But they never look
down in the undergrowth
At the pile of
broken stone
Or spare a thought
For all the young
men who have died
Ruined Chapels and
neglected graves
Have masked the
truth for years
Only mangled limbs
Bear witness to
their pain
Their lord and
masters pampered lives
Are marked by a
granite tomb
But in death the
bones
Will always look the
same
The hooves of black
plumed horses
Are silent on the
cobbled streets
And a rusty lock
secures the cemetery gates
The age is long
since dead and gone
When they ruled in
our domain
All that's left are
these sentinels of hate
Stone and marble
pillars reaching higher
Pointing ever upward
to the skies
Looking down on the
rank and file
Beneath them in the
cold dark ground
As they'd done
throughout their selfish lives
All through there
lives!
Evening falls to
cast shadows ever longer
To slowly move
across each soul again
As if to say look up
to me
I'm still your
master as I'll always be
Even in death our
roles are still the same
They haven't
changed!
Ashes down to ashes,
dust down to dust
It was the children
born with a silver spoon
And dealt the kind
hand of fate
Created these
monoliths to power
Built these
sentinels of hate!
Their pious names
cut deep into the marble
Clear for all to see
down though the years
The means to their
success lies buried
In crumbling vaults
with broken headstones
No reflection left
of all the tears
Shed down the years
Mendes Prey -
Running for you (1982)
Tygers Of Pan Tang - Insanity
I
walk around this place each day
See those kids, what do they say
The air is empty - I'm left alone
They speak to me in this accusing tone
Insanity
Clouds part and I can see the sky
The wind rushes through my mind
Will they take me? Will I be known?
Forever you'll be banished I hear one moan
Insanity
I know you're there in a space in time
I see its life evolve like mine
Although we're gone, when I dream I find
In the end we'll all be caught by time
See those kids, what do they say
The air is empty - I'm left alone
They speak to me in this accusing tone
Insanity
Clouds part and I can see the sky
The wind rushes through my mind
Will they take me? Will I be known?
Forever you'll be banished I hear one moan
Insanity
I know you're there in a space in time
I see its life evolve like mine
Although we're gone, when I dream I find
In the end we'll all be caught by time
A lonely life of
mystery beyond the realms of sanity.
Pictures flash,
illusions spread
propaganda for the dead.
Curiosity plants a
bitter seed of clutching hands and mindless greed.
Murder, mayhem,
savage sin for those who let the devil in.
Death and Destiny
Poetic justice to
laugh at sight as blind lead blind towards the light.
A hollow sense of
hollow greed to bite the hand that tries to feed.
Reality is never
there for those who try so hard to compare
themselves with
someone in their mind
tremendous foresight
but oh so blind.
Death and Destiny
Searching brings
despair, so don't seek
Seeing does not
believe, so don't look
Loving brings pain,
so don't love
Living brings death,
so don't live
Death and Destiny
Elixir - Dead
Man's Gold
On the day that we
set sail
The sun rose on a shiny sea
Spray fell in a misty veil
And we were free
We heard tales in the tavern
We heard the legends told
Of one man's buried treasure
The story of a dead man's gold
For three months we had sailed
On rough and stormy seas
Heading for an inland cove
To find our destiny
On the voyage we all remembered
All the stories we'd been told
Of one man's buried treasure
The stories of a dead man's gold
When we saw the headland rising
Blue skies and pure white sands
With our hopes held in our hearts
And our maps held in our hands
Soon our dreams has all been shattered
We believed the lies of old
We spend our whole lives chasing fables
The ghosts of a dead man's gold
The sun rose on a shiny sea
Spray fell in a misty veil
And we were free
We heard tales in the tavern
We heard the legends told
Of one man's buried treasure
The story of a dead man's gold
For three months we had sailed
On rough and stormy seas
Heading for an inland cove
To find our destiny
On the voyage we all remembered
All the stories we'd been told
Of one man's buried treasure
The stories of a dead man's gold
When we saw the headland rising
Blue skies and pure white sands
With our hopes held in our hearts
And our maps held in our hands
Soon our dreams has all been shattered
We believed the lies of old
We spend our whole lives chasing fables
The ghosts of a dead man's gold
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