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Loud Lyrix, April 12, 1994, Issue # 4
Addresses
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Internet: lyrix@terranet.cts.com
UUCP: generic!zoo.toronto.edu!terranet!lyrix
ARPA: generic!terranet!lyrix@zoo.toronto.edu
FTP: None
Gopher: None
Usenet: None
Editor-in-Chief: Death Incarnate (Gino Filicetti)
Publisher: Death Incarnate (Gino Filicetti)
Distributor: Death Incarnate (Gino Filicetti)
Mailing Program: NONE! Everything is done by hand.
DISCLAIMER
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Loud Lyrix is not responsible for accuracy of the lyrics, song titles,
album titles, or specific performers of the songs contained herein. All
songs are property of the bands that perform them and/or their record
labels. The lyrics contained herein cannot be used for any purpose other
than "private study, scholarship, or research." If anyone makes use of a
reprinted song for purposes in excess of "fair use," that user may be
liable for copyright infringement. Loud Lyrix is not responsible for any
misrepresentation of the performers of any songs or their respective
lyrics. We reserve the right to reprint inaccurate lyrics if the song's
lyrics were not readily available to the typist. And just remember that
this publication is for the sheer fun and pleasure of discovering the
lyrics of some songs, and we are not out to rip off any bands or put any
words in their mouths.
DESCRIPTION
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Loud Lyrix is a weekly publication dedicated to the spread of heavy metal
lyrics throughout the world. Subscriptions are available at no cost
electronically. Five to Ten songs are published every Tuesday. Along with
the lyrics, a section of the zine is devoted to reactions of subscribers to
previously posted songs. All subscribers are urged to send in lyrics from
their own favorite bands for publication. All requests, submissions or
comments must be sent to the above address.
OUR PHILOSOPHY
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We here at Loud Lyrix believe that the true meaning of a song can only make
itself known through the song's lyrics. It is for this reason that Loud
Lyrix exists, we are committed to delivering all the best lyrics of heavy
metal songs to Cyber-bangers around the globe. Long live metal!
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<
Loud Lyrix, #4, 4/12/94
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Here it is everyone, once again, week after week, the never ending, always
persistent and God of all 'zines -------> LOUD LYRIX! <tremendous cheering>
Well everyone, it's been a sad week, as you probably know, Kurt Cobain is
dead at the age of 27, father of one, and husband of Courtney Love. May he
find the peace in death, that he couldn't in life.
As you may have noticed, Loud Lyrix has changed it's address... we are now
located at lyrix@terranet.cts.com, I have decided to make a new account for
the 'zine, and leave myself a nice, UNFLOODED, personal account. So I just
want to tell all of you that from now on, all 'zine related mailings should
be sent to lyrix@terranet.cts.com, and that includes subscription requests,
and sign offs. So if you are 'spreading the word' for me, make sure you use
the new address ok? Again.. that's lyrix@terranet.cts.com. Thanx!
Alright people, I have a serious request for you all, I am starting a
"Great Usenet Hunt" here for the 'zine, I want all of you with Usenet
access to look around for newsgroups that I can regularly post the 'zine to
every week without getting flamed to hell! Just mail me, and tell me the
address for it, eg. alt.music.zines or whatever.... I want to change that
line in my header that reads: Usenet: None
Ok! So here we are, we've had ONE, count 'em, ONE response to "Manifest"
by Sepultura, it is from a Brazilian brother who knows what it's like
there, so read it. I've also included another Sepultura song in this issue,
hope you all like it.
I've also started the posting of "The Eye" by King Diamond... look for a
new chapter each week... there are 10 in all, and I'm telling you now, I
will NOT send anyone any chapters ahead of time, so don't even ask. :-)
We had quite a bit of submissions this week, so I wish to thank all you
people for taking the time and becoming more involved with Loud Lyrix...
and that's it everyone, hope you enjoy this issue... and remember... we are
now at lyrix@terranet.cts.com.
CONTENTS
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Reader's Comments
Prologue: The Eye
Song 1: "The Eye of The Witch" by King Diamond
Song 2: "Diamonds and Rust" by Judas Priest
Song 3: "Propaganda" by Sepultura
Song 4: "You Shook Me All Night Long" by AC/DC
Song 5: "Smells Like Teen Spirit" by Nirvana
Song 6: "Fucking Hostile" by Pantera
Song 7: "Suicide Solution" by Ozzy Osbourne
Song 8: "Eternal" by Paradise Lost
Song 9: "Fade To Black" by Metallica
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******************* R E A D E R ' S C O M M E N T S *********************
Date: Fri, 08 Apr 94 19:22:48 BSC
From: Andre Hentz <LCMI3AHT@ibm.ufsc.br>
Subject: Re: Loud Lyrix #3
Since I'm a Brazilian, please excuse my English, I must state my opinion
about Sepultura's lyrics. First, I think it's necessary to understand a bit
of Brazilian history to explain what happened. As a result of 20 years of
dictatorial government, some sectors of society are corrupted and people
have not reacted to it. Brazil has the 4th largest TV network in the world
(Globo TV) and people only know what Globo tells them. Like this massacre,
other facts aren't known by the Brazilian people, so the situation doesn't
change. Or I should say it did not change. Since late 1992, when president
Fernando Collor was deposed by a democratic impeachment process, we are
cleaning Brazil out.
I wonder if bands like Sepultura should also communicate this kind of
loud criticism in Portuguese because only 1% of the 190 million population
of Brazil can understand English.
[Editor -- It would be nice to see Sepultura expressing their views in
their native tongue, but I think they are singing in English because they
want the message to get across to the rest of the world. But they do have
some old songs that were in Portuguese, they sang some for an encore at
their gig here in Toronto.]
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[Editor -- Ok everyone.... I am gonna post all the lyrics off of a certain
album, by a certain fellow, who in my un-humble opinion, is the greatest
writer and lyricist ever to walk the earth! His name is King Diamond, and
this certain album is called "The Eye".... I'd tell you what's it's about,
but you can just read the songs to find that out! I will be posting one
song from the album in each issue of Loud Lyrix.... in this one, I'm
posting the Prologue, that gives a little background of the story (which is
for the most part true by the way!), and all the songs on this album, are
like a chapter in the total story.. it's really kewl.... if you want the
full effect of the album, and it's energy and all that rot, I'd strongly
suggest going out, and buying it! Ok.... now for the Prologue... I hope you
enjoy it, see ya on the other side!]
**************************** T H E E Y E *******************************
by K I N G D I A M O N D
Prologue
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- he main part of the stories told on this album are unfortunately true,
and took place during the French Inquisition, 1450 - 1670.
All of the following characters are real and from that period of time.
Nicholas de la Reymie: Head investigator of the Christian Burning Court
(Chambre Ardente), in Paris, France
Jeanne DiBasson: Supposed witch
Madeleine Bavent: 18 year old french nun who entered the convent at Louviers
in 1625, after having been seduced by a priest. Died in
1647 in prison.
Father Pierre David: Chaplain of the convent at Louviers till his death in
1628.
Father Mathurin Picard: Chaplain of the convent at Louviers from 1628 to his
death in 1642. Among his sick, insane deeds he
managed to rape Madeleine Bavent.
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Typed by: Death Incarnate
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Chapter 1 of "The Eye", by King Diamond
******************** E Y E O F T H E W I T C H **********************
It's so cold inside on this summer's night
Black clouds in the sky dancing before my eyes
I'm losing track of time
It's the Eye of the Witch
It's the Eye of the Witch
Thunder bring the rain, penetrate my brain
I am no more the same, that special night has come again
Losing track of time
It's the Eye of the Witch
The Eye...The eye...the eye
Another glass of wine to heat the blood of mine
And as I look inside the necklace called "The Eye"
I'm going back in time
It's the Eye of the Witch
It's the Eye of the Witch
The Eye...The eye...the eye
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Typed by: Death Incarnate
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[Editor -- As everyone should know by now, Kurt Cobain, singer of Nirvana
has committed suicide at his home in Seattle. He exited this realm of
existence with a shotgun blast to the cranium. I can't say that I was the
biggest Nirvana fan in the world, but I am still as shocked or more so than
most people. As much as I hate crediting Nirvana with the "birth of Grunge"
I have to admit that they were influential in popularizing the sound, and
I can't really say if that's a good or a bad thing. But anyways, Kurt,
dude, this one's for you man, let's hope you're in a better place, where
the tunes are always cranked, and the moshing never ends.]
************* S M E L L S L I K E T E E N S P I R I T ***************
by N I R V A N A
Album: "Nevermind"
Load up on guns and bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over bored and self assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little tribe has always been
And always will until the end
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it was hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yay, a denial
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Typed and Transcribed by: The Lerxst of Death
Contributed by: Sartre <sartre@terranet.cts.com>
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****************** D I A M O N D S A N D R U S T *************************
by J U D A S P R I E S T
Album: "Sin After Sin (?)"
(original lyrics by Joan Baez)
I'll be damned, here comes your ghost again
but that's not unusual
it's just that the moon is full
and you decided to come
And here I sit, hand on the telephone
hearing the voice I'd known
a couple of light years ago
headed straight for a fall
But we both know what memories can bring
they bring Diamonds and Rust
yes we both know what memories can bring
they bring Diamonds and Rust
Now I see you standing with brown leaves all around and snow in your hair
Now we're smiling out the window of the crummy hotel over washington square
and then comes that white clouds, mingles and hangs in the air
Speaking strictly for me
we both could've died then and there
Now you're telling me you're not nostalgic
then give me another word for it
you were so good with words
and at keeping things paid
cause I need some of that vagueness now, it's all come back too clearly
yes, I love you dearly
and if you're offering me diamonds and rust
I've already paid
But we both know what memories can bring
they bring Diamonds and Rust
yes we both know what memories can bring
they bring Diamonds and Rust
Diamonds, Diamonds and Rust
Diamonds, Diamonds and Rust
Diamonds, Diamonds and Rust
Diamonds, Diamonds and Rust
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Typed by: Lyrics Archive at ftp.uwp.edu
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************************** P R O P A G A N D A ****************************
by S E P U L T U R A
Album: "Chaos A.D."
Why don't you get a life and grow up
Why don't you realize that you're fucked up
Why criticize what you don't understand
Why change my words, you're so afraid
You think you have the right to
Put me down
Propaganda hides your scum
Face to face you don't have a word to say
You got in my way, now you'll have to pay
Don't, don't believe what you
See
Don't, don't believe what you read
No!!!
I know my ways, I'm here to stay
I didn't start all this yesterday
I'll prove you wrong all the way
Life teaches me you're always alone
Don't, don't believe what you
See
Don't, don't believe what you read
No!!!
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Typed by: Lyrics Archive at ftp.uwp.edu
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********* Y O U S H O O K M E A L L N I G H T L O N G ***********
by A C / D C
Album: "Back in Black"
She was a fast machine,
She kept her motor clean,
She was the best damn woman that I ever seen,
She had a-sightless eyes,
Telling me no lie,
Knockin' me out with those American thighs,
Taking more than her share,
Had me fighting for air,
She told me to come, but I was already there,
'Cos the walls start shaking,
The earth was quaking,
My mind was achin',
And we were makin' it and you...
Shook me all night long,
Yeah you, shook me all night long.
Running double time on that seduction line,
She's one of a kind,
She's just mine all mine,
Well her claws,
Are just another cause,
Made a meal out of me, and come back for more,
Tried to cool me down,
To take another round,
Well I'm back in the ring to take another swing,
But the walls were shaking,
The earth was quaking,
My mind was aching,
And we were making it and you...
Shook me all night long,
Yeah you, shook me all night long,
Knocked me out, I said you
Shook me all night long,
Had me shaking and you,
Shook me all night long,
Had me shaking,
Well you shook me...
[guitar solo]
You really shook me and YOU!
Shook me all night long,
Aaaaahaaaahaaaah You...
Shook me all night long,
Yeah yeah you,
Shook me all night long,
You really got me and you,
Shook me all night long,
Yeah you shook me,
Yeah you shook me,
All night long.
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Typed by: Lyrics archive at ftp.uwp.edu
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******************** F U C K I N G H O S T I L E ************************
by P A N T E R A
Album: "Vulgar Display of Power"
Almost every day. I see the same face on broken picture tube
It fits my attitude.
If you could see yourself, you put you on a shelf, your verbal masturbate
Promise to nausiate
Today I'll play the part of non-parent
Not make a hundred rules for you to know about yourself
Not lie and make you believe what's evil is making love
And making friends, and meeting God your own way.
The right way.
Chorus:
To see, to bleed, cannot be taught
In turn you're making us fucking hostile
We stand alone
The truth in right and wrong, the boundaries of the law.
You seem to miss the point.
Arresting for a joint?!
You seem to wonder why hundreds of people die.
You're writing tickets man, my mom got jumped, they ran!
Now I'll play a public servant.
To serve and protect by the law and the state.
I'd bust the punks that rape, steal and murder.
And leave you be, if you crossed me.
I'd shake your hand like a man, not a God.
(Chorus)
Come meet your maker boy, something you can't enjoy.
Because of heaven/hell.
A fucking wives tale they put in your head.
Then put you in your bed.
He's watching say your prayers, cause God is everywhere.
Now I'll play a man learning priesthood.
Who's about to take the ultimate test in life.
I'd question things because I am human.
And call NO ONE my father who's no closer than a stranger.
I won't listen.
(Chorus)
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Typed by: Death Incarnate
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******************** S U I C I D E S O L U T I O N **********************
by O Z Z Y O S B O U R N E
Album: "Blizzard of Ozz"
Wine is fine
But whiskey's quicker
suicide is slow with liquor
Take a bottle drain your sorrows
Candied thoughts await tomorrows
Evil thought and evil doings
Cold, alone you hang in ruins
Thought you'd escape the reaper
You can't escape the master keeper
'Cause you feel life's unreal and you're living a lie
Such a shame who's to blame and you're wondering why
Then you ask from your cask is there life after birth
What you saw can mean hell on this earth
Now you live inside a bottle
The reaper's travelling at full throttle
It's catching you but you don't see
The reaper is you and the reaper is me
Breaking laws, knocking doors
But there's no one at home
Made your bed, rest your head
But you lie there and moan
Where to hide, suicide is the only way out
Don't you know what it's really about
Wine is fine
But whiskey's quicker
Suicide is slow with liquor
Take a bottle drown your sorrows
candied thoughts await tomorrow
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Typed by: David Reeves <91843318@uwwvax.uww.edu>
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***************************** E T E R N A L *******************************
by P A R A D I S E L O S T
Album: "Gothic"
Why can't we hear
The time must come for us to leave here
Emotion has withered away
Out burnt out love has decayed
Obsessed to leave the earth
Tragedy has overrun since birth
Now our righteous fathers weep
As we greet eternal sleep
Are we born to pass away
Cry at all that remains
"Chosen words" fail to sustain
The wisdom of powers heard
In dismal thoughts seemingly absurd
Now as hope and glory dies
We'll scream at our demise
Are we lost forever more
[Now our righteous fathers weep
As we greet eternal sleep
Are we born to pass away]
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Typed by: ppbruno@vmesa.uerj.br
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*********************** F A D E T O B L A C K *************************
by M E T A L L I C A
Album: "Ride The Lightning"
Life it seems, will fade away
8Drifting further every day
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free
Things are not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost, this can't be real
Cannot stand this hell I feel
Emptiness is filing me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now He's gone
No one but me can save myself, but it to late
Now I can't think, think why I should even try
Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death Greets me warm, now I will just say good-bye
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Typed By: Bill Northrup <pioneer@cjbbs.com>
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Well, this is the end of another Loud Lyrix! <Boo-hoo> But don't despair,
it's only one week 'til Loud Lyrix #5... hehehe... what would all you
dudes do if this were a MONTHLY 'zine?! That's not funny eh?
Don't forget people... we are now, lyrix@terranet.cts.com, all
submissions, comments, requests, and submissions are to be send here.
Remember to change the address in any ads that you distribute... or just
mail me, and I'll give you a brand spankin' new ad to spread around.
BTW... I'm STILL in need of that LISTSERV I've been begging about...
please, please please.... I need it badly.... if you know ANYONE, try and
set me up with it... thanx
C-ya
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