Lav dit eget Goth-digt

    Jeg fatter ikke Goth, men det er nu stadig ret underholdende.. I kan endda lave jeres eget goth-digt :D Mit blev sådan her:


    Around, all around, the sinister creatures gather.
    My dread grows as an avenging sword falls against my heart.
    It crushes me, and darkly my
    essence drips
    to the wicked earth that is my prison.
    In pain I beg forgiveness
    while Death's shadow looms.
    Now alone, my cry of mercy falls upon darkened eyes.


    This is because of you




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    Det er SÅ sort :D

    Det kunne man godt få noget tid til at gå med :)


    the night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak, soulless are we.
    the light for which you sacrifice yourself
    flares once, then dies,
    crushed by a velvet ebon nothingness.
    all hope must die.


    your passion throbs no more.
    how could you not understand?
    angels surround us, crying,
    we have lost our way.

    Around, all around, the angels gather.
    My dread grows as the angry hand of Heaven falls against my eyes.
    It slays me, and darkly my
    blood drips
    to the broken ground.
    In my madness I try to run
    while Hell approaches.
    Now alone, my blood falls upon dead eyes.


    This is my Hell


    :P Total stone ..

    hehe ganske morsomt :crazyeyes:


    It is a night of sorrow, a song of death,
    wolves vent their howls. The immortal one
    awakes.


    Curling wisps of death shrouds her pale form,
    an everlasting desire.


    Her silken hair cascades over
    white shoulders, and her
    full crimson lips part slightly, to taste the
    blood streaming from the
    pale flesh beneath
    her.


    Now a night of darkness,
    I thirst.



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    Slender beams of radiance enter
    this darkened prison as I kneel,
    always sorrowful, always despairing,
    frozen here,
    waiting.


    Angelic forms wrought in panes of glass loom as
    dust dances in the air,
    forming an image in my mind,
    searing my naked flesh.


    A reflection on a deathless face.


    I raise my head, now embracing
    this oblivious reality.

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    Around, all around, the angels gather.
    My dread grows as the angry hand of Heaven falls against my naked soul.
    It wounds me, and darkly my
    life's blood drips
    to the thirsty earth.
    In agony I beg forgiveness
    while nothingness surrounds me.
    Now alone, my soul falls upon blind eyes.


    This is my doom

    Hehe det er nu meget sjov. Mine tanker om en omkommende eksamen i styrkelære.


    Alone in Darkness


    the night falls in a heavy, suffocating cloak, fearful are we.
    the understanding for which you pray
    flares once, then dies,
    crushed by madness.
    all hope must surely perish.


    your heart beats no more.
    how could you not understand?
    demons surround us, crying,
    we are fallen.

    Night of the stalker


    It is a night of dark desire, a song of ethereal pain,
    wolves vent their howls. The thirsting one
    awakes.


    Curling wisps of death shrouds her stalking form,
    an everlasting desire.


    Her ebon hair cascades over
    pale and tragic shoulders, and her
    full scarlet lips part slightly, to taste the
    red tears streaming from the
    pale flesh beneath
    her.


    Now a night of shared vitality,
    I hunger.


    Haha! hvor er det grineren. Man må virkelig hade sig selv og andre hvis man skrev sådanne digt ritigt :))


    Tillod mig lige at "skrive" et nyt. Synes det er vildt grineren.


    Ruined love


    What have you ruined?
    a haze of agony as memories crawl.
    once we tasted paradise,
    hand in hand and innocent,
    but your desire paled.
    a horrific morass of lies -
    tears follow pain, follow hate,
    love torn apart.
    in a storm of hatred,
    i hate you.

    Everybody hates him, everybody fears him,
    he hates everybody, he fears everybody,
    I love him, I am save around him,
    He hates me, he fears me,
    Everybody knows i am bigger than him.


    Det er sq lidt grinereren. huuuuhuuu..


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    Jamen dog! Jeg kan virkelig godt forestille mig at dødsmetal bands må have det alt for griner!!


    ( alle dødsmetal bands, tekster er jo total ironi ) Og dette er så én af de meget blide af dem.


    F.eks


    Why can't I breathe
    Still I see
    Dead on the table
    Try to move, I'm not able to


    They said I have died
    I still felt alive
    I won't believe their lies
    I can still see through these
    Eyes


    Help me I'm not dead
    Wake me from this hell
    Tell me I'm alive
    Dead


    Knives cutting into me
    Scalpels rip me
    Screaming into deaf ears
    Now they stop and see my
    tears


    Help me I'm not dead
    Wake me from this hell
    Tell me I'm alive
    Dead


    I can't stop the visions
    Stop the premonitions


    My soul can't escape
    The boundary of my flesh
    My heart does not beat
    My spirit does not rest'



    Men sku nogle griner nogle i har lavet !!haha.

    Nice :p



    A God that is Yours


    Slender beams of illumination enter
    this darkened church as I kneel,
    always in prayer, always despairing,
    frozen here,
    waiting.


    Accusing forms wrought in panes of glass loom as
    dust dances in the air,
    forming an image in my mind,
    penetrating my naked soul.


    A reflection on an angel's face.


    I raise my head, now kneeling before
    this uncaring Heaven.


    Det er sådan nogle digter Stan fra Southpark skriver, da han bliver goth ^^

    det måtte jo lige prøves af så here goes :


    It is a night of darkness, a song of sorrow,
    wolves vent their howls. The beautiful one
    stirs.


    Darkness shrouds her walking form,
    a timeless desire.


    Her midnight hair cascades over
    pale shoulders, and her
    full blood red lips part slightly, to taste the
    darkness streaming from the
    pale flesh beneath
    her.


    Now a night of darkness,
    I weep


    syntes sådanne tekster er meget rørende måske fordig jeg selv har været døden nær. men høre selv sådan meget "rørende" musik

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    syntes sådanne tekster er meget rørende måske fordig jeg selv har været døden nær. men høre selv sådan meget "rørende" musik



    Dejligt at se at nogen gider at sætte sig ind i det!



    Personligt synes jeg det er rørende at høre en sang som denne. Og det ved jeg der er rigtig mange andre der IKKE synes, da denne genre ikke er alles kop the.


    ( sangen kan evt høres her : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uarhGgXaj18 )



    :cheers: , og Ej for fanden .. øv ! Må sku ha været uhyggeligt.

    jeg høre ikke bare musik for at høre musik, er slet ikke til sådan noget pop pop fis, det er det samme og det samme der er ingen dyber mening med teksterne. neej du jeg kan lide og høre efter teksterne og sætte mig ind i de følser der ligger i sangene, det er også meget forskelligt hvad jeg høre efter hvad humør jeg er i udtrykker virkelig mine følser gennem musik og dem som kender mig kan høre på musikken hvilket humør jeg er i.


    ja det var ret skræmmende, men på den anden måde også livs bekræftende og man lære og nyde livet på en anden måde :D

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    jeg høre ikke bare musik for at høre musik, er slet ikke til sådan noget pop pop fis, det er det samme og det samme der er ingen dyber mening med teksterne. neej du jeg kan lide og høre efter teksterne og sætte mig ind i de følser der ligger i sangene, det er også meget forskelligt hvad jeg høre efter hvad humør jeg er i udtrykker virkelig mine følser gennem musik og dem som kender mig kan høre på musikken hvilket humør jeg er i.


    ja det var ret skræmmende, men på den anden måde også livs bekræftende og man lære og nyde livet på en anden måde :D



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