A vendor, or a supplier, in a supply chain is an enterprise that contributes goods or services in a supply chain. Generally, a supply chain vendor manufactures inventory items and sells them to the next link in the chain.
The term vendor originally represented property vendors. However, today it means a supplier of any good or service. A vendor, or a supplier, is a supply chain management term that means anyone who provides goods or services to a company or individuals. A vendor often manufactures inventoriable items, and sells those items to a customer.
Typically vendors are tracked in either a finance system or a warehouse management system.
Vendors are often managed with a vendor compliance checklist or vendor quality audits.
Purchase orders are usually used as a contractual agreement with vendors to buy goods or services.
Vendors may or may not function as distributors of goods. They may or may not function as manufacturers of goods. If vendors are also manufacturers, they may either build to stock or build to order.
Mike Swick (born June 19, 1979) is an American mixed martial artist currently competing in the Ultimate Fighting Championship as a welterweight.
Swick, who trains at American Kickboxing Academy alongside fellow welterweight standout Jon Fitch, entered the UFC after appearing on the inaugural season of The Ultimate Fighter. He defeated his first four UFC opponents within the first round, living up to his nickname "Quick" in the process. He holds notable victories over former UFC middleweight title challenger David Loiseau, Marcus Davis, Ben Saunders, and Joe Riggs.
Swick began his professional career in smaller shows, including early events of World Extreme Cagefighting (WEC). He amassed a record of 5–0 before challenging Chris Leben for the WEC Middleweight Championship. He lost the fight by knockout at 45 seconds of the second round.[citation needed]
After his first professional loss, Swick entered the first season of The Ultimate Fighter, a reality television series produced by the UFC. Swick participated as a light heavyweight on Randy Couture's team. Chris Leben also participated as Swick's teammate. Leben insisted on talking about his victory over Swick, which irritated him. Swick's first fight in the show came during the semi-finals. He faced Stephan Bonnar, but was defeated by triangle armbar at 4:55 of the first round, eliminating him from the show.[citation needed]
Rob Zombie (born Robert Bartleh Cummings; January 12, 1965) is an American musician, film director, screenwriter and film producer. He founded the heavy metal band White Zombie and has been nominated three times as a solo artist for the Grammy Award for Best Metal Performance. Zombie's lyrics are noted for their horror and sci-fi themes, and his live shows for their elaborate shock rock theatricality.
Zombie has also established a career as a film director, creating the movies House of 1000 Corpses, The Devil's Rejects, the 2007 remake of Halloween, its sequel, and The Haunted World of El Superbeasto. His next film will be the upcoming The Lords of Salem which is scheduled to premiere in theaters sometime in 2012.
Born in Haverhill, Massachusetts, he was the first of two brothers. His younger brother Michael David Cummings was born on August 25, 1968 and is better known as Spider One, the frontman of alternative metal group Powerman 5000.
Based in New York, White Zombie was originally a noise rock band in the vein of fellow New York band Sonic Youth and Texas experimental punk band Butthole Surfers. White Zombie was known for combining heavy-metal music with driving guitar riffs (as on "Super-Charger Heaven"), overlayed with lyrics heavily influenced by horror films and pseudo-Satanic imagery.
Plot
With the plug about to be pulled on his late night talk show after a fifteen year run, and his wife engaged in a steamy affair with a pro baseball star, host Jack West is desperate - to keep aflame his fading celebrity, and avenge the misdeeds of his adulterous spouse. With the clock ticking, Jack concocts the mother of all media stunts, killing two birds with one unforgettable stone on the road to redemption. The scheme entangles an eclectic collection of colorful locals navigating their way through unpredictable twists and turns. A plump private eye teams with a macabre webmistress to investigate the strange disappearance of a dead body. A glassy-eyed cheddar head falls prey to a phony get-rich-quick guru. Imperiled actors embark on a quest for a fresh corpse. Cops in costume, a peculiar special effects make-up team, porn stars with dreams of stardom, a Jewish drug lord with very large brothers, Russian mobsters and others converge in this unique roller-coaster ride of comedy, mystery, murder and mayhem through the underbelly of modern day Sodom and Gomorrah.
Keywords: detective, guru, independent-film, infidelity, los-angeles-california, media, murder, police, satire, surprise-ending
Plot
Ray, an ex-con and widower, is planning a coin heist with two accomplices to help him to buy his own bakery. However, he doesn't expect his son Timmy, who was living with Ray's sister, to show up at the house right in the middle of planning. Timmy is ignored and Ray and his buddies pull off the heist. Timmy gets his father's attention by stealing the coins and hiding them. To get them back, his father must take him to a number of different places and treat him like he enjoys his presence. They grow fond of each other but Timmy won't stay with his dad unless he gives up the coins.
Keywords: bag, bakery, box-office-flop, boy, coin, father-son-relationship, ice-skating, slow-motion-scene, sports-bag
Timmy's not getting mad he's... Getting Even With Dad.
...He's not getting mad, he's Getting Even With Dad.
Ray Gleason: So, you dating yet?::Timmy: I'm eleven.::Ray Gleason: Yeah, I guess you should give it some time. I myself didn't start dating until I was eleven and a half.
Boy: Daddy! He's watching me pee!
Timmy: If I win this game...::Bobby: We gotta take you to Paris tonight?::Timmy: You don't have to take me to Paris, just Baskin Robbins.
[repeated line - about Bobbie smoking cigars]::Ray Gleason: Douse it.
[seeing Carl and Bobby stealing a box]::Nun: Put that back, this is a house of God!
Ray Gleason: But, Kitty! Wait! This is a bad time! I'm very busy this week.::Kitty: I've had him for 3 years. 3 years. You can handle a week.::[takes off]::Ray Gleason: Kitty! Kitty! Don't go! Wait!
[about Timmy]::Bobby: Man, that kid gets me so mad!::Carl: Yeah, but I think he has a good influence on me. Since he's moved in, the food's gotten much better.
Carl: You know Ray, since your kid's moved in, the food's gotten better.
[Ray's decorating a cake]::Carl: You know, Ray. Your like an artist [starts eating some of the cake Ray's working on] , just like that Diangelo guy. [grabs another piece off]::Ray Gleason: You mean, Michaelangelo?::Carl: Yeah, that's him. But instead of paint/plaster, you decorate cakes.::Ray Gleason: [suddenly sees Carl eating the cake] Did you just take that off the cake?::Carl: [looks guilty]::Ray Gleason: Don't do that! You know how long I've worked on this cake?::[Ray looks away to check on Bobby. While doing so, Carl grabs another icing chunk off the cake, but Ray catches him]::Ray Gleason: Did you just poke the cake again?::Carl: [looks guilty]::Ray Gleason: Go stand over there next to Bobby!
Timmy: [finds a bra on the car seat and holds it up] Is this one of yours? Ooh la la!::Ray Gleason: [sarcastically] That's very funny.
Plot
Tom Wingo is unhappy with his life. His wife doesn't understand him and he also doesn't get along with his dominant mother. When his sister attempts suicide, her psychologist Susan Lowenstein consults him. Patiently and cautiously she uncovers the terrible secret hidden in Tom and Savannah's childhood. On the other side she's unhappy too and so both help each other to find their way back to life.
Keywords: adultery, affair, american-football, bad-news, based-on-book, based-on-novel, beach, birthday, birthday-cake, blood
A story about the memories that haunt us, and the truth that sets us free.
[Luke shoots TV with shotgun]::Luke Wingo: TV's broken you son of a bitch. Now you can watch your kids blow out their candles.
Herbert Woodruff: That Stradivarius is worth over a million dollars!::Tom Wingo: Well, if I drop it, it won't be worth shit.::Susan Lowenstein: Don't do it, Tom.::Tom Wingo: Apologize to your wife, Herbert.::Herbert Woodruff: You're bluffing.::Tom Wingo: I may be, but its a powerful bluff, isn't it, asshole?::[Tom throws fiddle high in the air]::Herbert Woodruff: [screaming] I'm sorry, Susan!::[Tom catches fiddle]::Tom Wingo: Sincerity becomes you, Herbie. Now apologize to me for your unforgivable breach of etiquette at the dinner table tonight, you possum-bred cocksucker.::Herbert Woodruff: I'm very sorry, Tom.
Tom Wingo: [narrating] From my mother I inherited a love of language and an appreciation of nature. She could turn a walk around the island into a voyage of purest discovery. As a child, I thought she was the most extraordinary woman on earth. I wasn't the first son to be wrong about his mother.
Tom Wingo: [narrating] At the end of every day I drive through the city of Charleston and I cross the bridge that will take me home. I feel the words building inside me, I can't stop them, or tell you why I say them, but as I reach the top of the bridge these words come to me in a whisper. I say these words as a prayer, as regret, as praise, I say: Lowenstein, Lowenstein.
Tom Wingo: [narrating] I don't know when my parents began their war against each other - but I do know the only prisoners they took were their children.
Tom Wingo: [narrating] I suppose Henry Wingo would have been a pretty good father - if he hadn't been such a violent man.
Tom Wingo: [narrating] In New York I learned that I needed to love my mother and father in all their flawed, outrageous humanity, and in families there are no crimes beyond forgiveness. But it is the mystery of life that sustains me now. I look to the north, and I wish again that there were two lives apportioned to every man - and every woman.
Tom Wingo: [narrating] There are families who live out their entire lives without a single thing of interest happening to them. I've always envied those families.
Tom Wingo: I'm sick of my sister's attraction to razor blades - and I'm sick of shrinks who can't do a fucking thing to help her.
Tom Wingo: How about Luke? Do you ever think about Luke? Does he ever cross your mind?::Lila Wingo Newbury: Who taught you to be so cruel?::Tom Wingo: You did, Mama, you did.
It's the happiest, wackiest, zaniest comedy you'll ever see! [UK]
A Wild Whirl of Wacky Fun!
Sakalakis: [looking at bench] Rimsky, in for Korsakoff!
Plot
Too many years in the Orient have made a bitter man of Dr. Dan Maynard ('Edmond O'Brien' (qv)), an American surgeon, and too little emotional stability has tarnished the Tangier-born Rita King ('Ruth Roman' (qv)). They meet when a night-raid by Shanghai's police chief brings all westerners together in the Waldorf House Hotel, where they are interned under the guardianship of the coldly cruel Major Ling Wu ('Philip Ahn' (qv)). Only Rita is free to come and go due to her friendship with Shanghai;s new police chief, Colonal Zorek ('Marvin Miller (I)' (qv). The liberty and luxury in which she lives arouses Maynard's contempt. But his opinion changes when she is instrumental in getting Major Wu replaced and punished, and when she arranges for a young girl, Penny Warren (Jeanne Perreau'), to be taken to a hospital for an emergency operation. But when a spy hunt reaches a bitter climax, and an internee is shot down while trying to escape, Maynard believes the tip-off came from Rita.
Keywords: 1950s, american, asia, china, chinese, cigarette-smoking, city-in-title, civil-rights, contempt, cruelty
MOST POWERFUL WOMAN IN SHANGHAI! She knew everybody...MOSTLY MEN!
Her Arms...AN INVITATION TO MURDER!
Frank Lloyd...Hollywood's three-time Academy Award Winner brings you the uncensored story behind the BAMBOO CURTAIN!
SHANGHAI...WICKEDES CITY IN THE WORLD HER PLAYGROUND...MAN...HER DESTINY!
'You're a lying Shaghai dame..."
Claudette Colbert wants a carpet slipper kind of guy ... and winds up with a pair of heels!
Plot
Roy Rogers, a Nevada State Ranger Captain in charge of the Rangers Reclamation Service, makes a trip to Las Vegas for the annual Heldorado Frontier Days Festival, as he wants to help his old friend Gabby Whittaker who originated the idea (at least, in this film).In Las Vegas, Roy meets heiress Carol Randall, who has been selected as the Queen of the Heldorado. Roy is informed that the F.B.I. wants an immediate investigation of the counterfeit thousand dollar bills that are being passed over the gambling tables at the casino.
Keywords: 1940s, actor-shares-first-and-last-name-with-character, actor-shares-first-name-with-character, actor-shares-last-name-with-character, ambush, b-movie, b-western, bellhop, boulder-dam, carnival-barker
Roy Rogers - King Of The Cowboys - Trigger - The Smartest Horse In The Movies
Heldorado-bound for adventure!
There's a treat on every trail... a thrill in every spill... in hootin'... howlin'... HELDORADO!
Roy "goes to town" in the HOTTEST town of all!
Plot
A circus worker wins a sweepstakes prize of $150,000 and must travel to England to present his ticket and collect his winnings. He books passage on a transatlantic liner, but on board is a shady hypnotist who hears about the man's good fortune. He manages to get a chance to hypnotize the winner and then takes his ticket, after which he disappears. When the man wakes up and realizes his ticket has been stolen, he sets out to find the phony "professor" and reclaim his ticket.
Keywords: blackface, hypnotism, sweepstakes
Plot
A hotdog girl gives one to a policeman who then allows her into a race track. While other customers swipe her hotdogs, Charlie runs off with the whole box, pretending to sell them while actually giving them away. She calls her policeman who battles Charlie.
Keywords: actor-shares-first-name-with-character, character-name-in-title, hot-dog-stand, police-officer, vendor
Føste gaongen di kom va ra med kvite krist å kråss,
maonge ao åss nekta å ta imot dinna bysle krist,
men nåken ao åss svikta. Jor å stidling i stan før haidn skjikk.
No mao mi ao å lima, ain kamp mot kristne fanta.
Torshammaren vart knuste, irstatta me ain kråss.
Sjonging ao tona, irstatta me bysle or.
Bloting føbåe, irstatta me gustineste.
Håvi vart brende, irstatta me kjørkje.
No mao mi ao å lima, ain kamp mot kristne fanta.
Dan andre gaongen di kom va ra so bedrevitara me sokadla konnskap.
Maonge ao åss nekta å verta so byfanta, nåken ao åss svikta.
Status å innpass i stan før sont bondevit.
No mao mi ao å lima, ain kamp mot byfanta.
Hauga å vådla føsvinde, store bygj å bue.
Spraoke vaort vert utvatna, ao ti å, i ti e.
Bjor å laug, ti søte vin å rapavatn.
Fjøsbrok å trisko, ti vie brøke å tåskne sko.
Seduced by the fire of power
Blessed with the gift of deception
I will become the reigning master
Fullfilling my desires for perfection
My strength is your comfort, your shield and protection
Your godly awe is my injection
So easy to tell you what you want to hear
Even easier to hide my actions
Using the gift of rhetoric
I drown you with my complications
Through a perversion of liberty I offer you monarchy
In the name of reality I give you tyranny
By the filth I reign, conquer and deceit
Building my empire on your defeat
A mission, a vision of a dark desire
Using your fear as fuel for my fire
Bow! I am the master, you are the puppet in my game
Die! I control your laughter, you worship my name
Clever as the fox, strong as a beast
I am the puppeteer reigning on fear
I create the fear I produce the enemy
You give me pleasure and sovereignty
There are many truths, I chose narcissistic one
By the time you see my nature,
I am long gone
Every move that we make are for our own sake
You see yourself in the eye of others,
why the hell do you bother?
You are the civil man dying for a Promised Land
I live in the wilderness to avoid human emptiness
Firstborn in the hall of the mountain
Wandering through the endless woods
Surviving on weaker creatures
This solitary ambience feels so good
With love for myself I have no need for pride
i avoid human contact I live my own life
Your aggressive and selfish fright,
keep you awake every night
You hide in the shadows from the past
But the past resurrects and makes the pain last
Wounds from times best forgotton
Are reopening with a smell so rotten
In the hours of despair
When wounds open and grief overwhelms
You close your eyes and cherish moments
From a simple yet so perfect time
When anxiety didn't haunt your mind
A variety og choices
Multiplicity of stupidity
Either path chosen
Lead in the same direction
The abyss seem unavoidable
For the man without affections
The Mountain of Goats I shall reign
A sight where hate gains
A sight where evil reigns
The mountain of Goats
Under the sign of the Devil
Chanting our song to reach a new level
Preparing a kingdom worthy a throne
Seated by me, me alone
With rape as means I'll breed
Securing the throne with the sperm that we need
My throne will survive with terror and fear
Constant aware that the traitors are near
A path of evil a river of blood
Shed for me because I'm God
Unleash the Devil within me
All this for me because I am the King
On the Mountain of Goats I shall reign
Hordes will toture and kill in my name
My kingdom and throne will continue to grow
My name is Terje Bakken,
Helga is my mother
and Erll, he is my brother.
We live in a place
that none would believe
that anyone Could live.
The place is called
Uren, Luren, Himmelturen.
Steinrøys, Steinrøys, starving to death!
And winter is not good for us.
With frost, winds and snow.
And then it can often go over 14 days
Without seeing people
And the place is called
Uren, Luren, Himmelturen,
Steinrøys, Steinrøys, Starving to death!
Steinrøys:pile of rocks formed at the bottom of a
We are not immortal
We must find the key
The key to your heaven
This key will bring us immortality
We are not immortal
Find the key to your heavens
This key will bring us
Immortality
We have always knew
That you guided us in fight
You have helped us through
Life as the knife
We have always knew
You guided us through fight
You have helped us through
Life as the knife
When we are worried
Our souls will go to heaven
There we will feel our immortality
When we are worried
Our souls will go to heaven
I wait for time to impulse my mind to see further than
the moment. A path to
walk not walked before, but nor to be ignored. I roam
landscape that's not
explored. A request for a challenge a dare towards
life, an inner urge to
expand my mind. Cause when my time come and I'm gone,
my acts shall be done.
It is not a quest for perfection, more like a
confirmation in my faith. For
I believe only in my own existence, not in a bright
star shining the way. I
am power you are the weak. Profound I am and profound I
stand. I sin while I
think, but you can never destroy my mind. I act by my
mind, so you can't
destroy my deeds.
My being reflects through my powerful acts, some may
call me egocentric;
ignorant twats. When you dare not believe your inner
dreams, because of
words from soulless beings. You are condemned by your
own weakness.
I accomplish what I seek when I give of myself to other
beings. I collect
impulses that feed my hunger, and gain creativity. I do
not give to pleasure
others, but to make sure that I improve. An endless
craving so that I can
satisfy my needs.
When I walk my path I feel secure, confident that my
voice will lead the
way. Even though I walk alone I am not lonely, for all
my thoughts are
Sognafjorden ligge mørke og blanke
Møddlo viddle fjeddl
Braott so lyse so lyse fjorden opp
Frao himmedl høyre ein tordenskreddl
Eit dimt lys so bli klarare mot land
Lyset vise veg
Pao gravferdsdagen e da dar baoten vi sigla
Dao e da likferd
Feigdaklokkene kime, dao veit ein ke so venta
Dauden e komen, kem e da han ska henta?
Lagnadstundi e komen, dauden ha sendt bod
No ska livet enda, no e da tid for sorg
Uglao site å remje pao take
Dao veit ein da ekje noken veg tebake
Feigdi ha varsla at ho inkån skal henta
Eg veit kem, men lyte berre venta
Dinna dagen so addle frykta
Frao dinna dagen kan ingen flykta
Ao jord e ein komen te jord skal ein bli
Kroppen e daue, men sjeli e fri
Dagen dan e komenm da e dommedagen min
Livet mitt ha enda, eg ha visna inn
Eg kjempa ti eg daua, men kampen blei for hard
No e mi tid ute, eg ha faddle i dag
Feigdaklokkene kime, dao veit ein ke so venta
Dauden e komen, da e meg han ska henta
Eit helvetes svik
Eit avvik frao tru og æra
Ei handling utan omsut
Ei grueleg bør å bera
Naor da e so mørkast
Naor natti ikkje bli te dag
Dao e da lett å faddla i freisting
Dao e da lett for sviket å fao tak
Da e i dissa stunde ein lyte visa ken ein e
Da e i slike stunde sjeli vele veg
Ao oss ha du faott tryggleik
Ao oss ha du faott styrke
Vele du å fara ut med andre
Dao e valet gjort
Ætti dan e alt, du e ingenting
Leigge du ni sverdet e da eit blodssvik
Da ekje lett å velja, og valet kan verta hardt å svelja
Svik ein ætti ao veitskap og manglande mot
Dao e sjeli fordømde, og ein kan ikkje gjera bot
I mørke ao sorgi itte ættdlinagdns fall
Kretsa åtsle i kring og plyndra vaor gard
Itte generasjona me slit, skal me kjempa
For garden skal atter drivast ao Kvåle ætti
Gje han evig kvile
Gje han sjelefred
Gje han sælt minne
Martyrium evig liv
Gir ein heila livet
Martyrium da blir
Vis han evig kvile
Vis han sjelefred
Pris hans sæle minne
Pris han evig liv
Martyrium da måtte skje
Atjan hondra lik drive rundt i fjorden
Da skjine i lunke blod under Hogen
Men ein e gjennom Dauden boren
Med Gudane han e foren
Merka ha de faott at landet uten konge har gaott
Saknet itte grid e stort i slik ein krig
Harde tider ha da vore for landet
Men trast e alt ved da gamle
Da e Fanden han trur pao han Sverre
Med sine meinrao og kunster
Men Fanden e slik gir framleik ei tid
Men pao slutten endast svik
Mot Sverre Prest da drepast skal
Staole skakje neri slirao kvila
Likehendte ke so føre oss bli drepe
La Saongdøledne herska over eige rike
Gudane me lovar å fao seieren i hamn
Ikkje vil eg bera kongsnamn i slik eit land
Dar lausungar kreve krunao
med våpen i hand
Da e uvandt i å skifta mat åt hund og ramn
Ilske gjerningar samvitet hans rir
Inga elenda ugjort da svir
Bøtast da mao prisen e sæle
Dyrt da e å herja kristna land med eld
Hnífi í hálsi, hnífur í höfuði
Hnífur í hrygg og hnífur í brjósti
Blóði renna, hjarta brenna
Viðlag - Dreptu allur
Út með auga, vörum springa
Bein bryðta, andlit kremja
Tannar losna, kjöti brenna
Viðlag - Dreptu allur
Hnakka skola brjotna, hálsikykja
Innyflins fossa, fletta haúðinni
Bíta eyrum sundur, rifa hári laust
Viðlag - Dreptu allur
Settu deim á staurar, lattu astvinir peirrasjá
Nauða peim, ettu peim, lattu astvinirpeirra fa aðsmakka
Brenndu peim, halshöggu deim, og astvinir deirra lika
Knife in the throat, knife in the head
Knife in the back and knife in the chest
Blood flow, heart burn
Chorus - Kill everyone
Out with their eyes, lips cracking
Bone breaks, face crushed
Teeth loosened, flesh burn
Chorus - Kill everyone
Neck shall be broken, throat strangeled
Intestines flow, you will be skinned
Ears bit apart, hair teared off
Chorus - Kill everyone
Put them on stakes, let their beloved watch
Rape them, eat them, let their beloved taste
Burn them, cut of their heads, their beloved also
[Fuuccckkkk!]
Break my heart tear it apart
And spit me in my eye
Confuse my head treat me for dead
And fill me your lies
You don't have to know your lines very well
You don't have to lie the best
Just act at your class just be an ass
A cunt among the rest
I couldn't care less
You don't move me
If you wanna roll around in shit
Just like the rest
I don't give a damn
I don't even give a fuck
One is stronger I've read somewhere
You bet your ass it's true
Make sure to love yourself
'Cause no one will ever love you
You've got to treat yourself
Like the number one just to survive
Or else you'll go a sorry one
While choking on their lies
Take my advice
It's better than their lies
Man's best friend is still a greasy hand
You don't give a fuck
(Sarkka)
Lyrics was searched, typed and corrected
by Yevnen theAmok, if you got more lyrics
(Halford - Tipton - Downing)
Man eatin momma, steam driven hammer
Sorts the men out from the boys
Takes no messing, all in wrestling
Is one of her pride and joys
She a classy, flashy lassy
Imitation sapphire shine
Two faced liar, full of fire
But I know the flame is mine
Rocka rolla woman for a rocka rolla man
You can take her if you want her,
If you think you can
Rocka rolla woman for a rocka rolla man
You can take her if you want her you can
She's a grip and choke ya. Heavy smoker
Wrong side of the law.
Midnight shady, good time lady
Heavy, ready show you what for
Barroom fighter, ten pint a nighter
Definite ninety-nine
Diamond cluster, knuckle duster
Feline on the borderline
Rocka rolla woman for a rocka rolla man
You can take her if you want her
If you think you can
Rocka rolla woman for a rocka rolla man
Fight for the black shark
See what evil brings
Can't you see we're out for blood
Love from a shotgun
License to kill
Can't you see we're out for blood
The kids scream in fight, through the night
Loving energy bite with delight
And we blow out our minds with your truth
And together we stand for the youth
Red Hot, Red Hot
To the top, we are
Red Hot
Shout at the Devil
We've laughed at your wars
Can't you see we're out for blood
Run with the pack, now
Always ask for more
Can't you see we're out for blood
The kids scream in fight, through the night
Loving energy bite with delight
And we blow out our minds with your truth
And together we stand for the youth
Red Hot, Red Hot
To the top, we are
Dark times are coming
Signs speak of eternal night
There's nothing left to believe in
It's the beginning of a millenium black
So come times of locust swarms and boiling sea
Come virginborn freaks and ancestors risen from the grave
Chorus - Despair, weak men of god, your time is out
Despair, weak christianity, the sand from the glass has poured out
From thunder and lightning He's coming forth
From Hells deepest circle
I blessed by Father Satans hand
The ruler of the forth reich is here
So run christian warrior, or meet your superior
Cry righteous, the victory of Evil is true
(Chorus)
(Repeat verse I & II)
(Chorus)
(Elvis Presley & Vera Matson)
Love me tender, love me sweet, never let me go.
You have made my life complete and I love you so.
Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfill.
For, my darling, I love you and I always will.
Love me tender, love me long, take me to your heart.
For it's there that I belong and we'll never part.
Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfill.
For, my darling, I love you and I always will.
Love me tender, love me dear, tell me you are mine.
I'll be yours through all the years till the end of time.
Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfill.
(Berger/Sarkka)
Knife in the throat, knife in the head
Knife in the back and knife in the chest
Blood flow, heart burn
Kill everyone
Out with their eyes, lips cracking
Bone breaks, face crushed
Teeth loosened, flesh burn
Kill everyone
Neck shall be broken, throat strangeled
Intestines flow, you will be skinned
Ears bit apart, hair teared off
Kill everyone
Put them on stakes, let their beloved watch
Rape them, eat them, let their beloved taste
Burn them, cut of their heads, their beloved also
Khaabon Ki Ik Nili Nadi Mein Motiyon Jaisi Dhadkan
Halke Se Ik Baadal Mein Hai 2, Lipate Jaise Tan Mann
Khaabon Ki Ik Nili Nadi Mein Motiyon Jaisi Dhadkan
Dil Ke Darwaaje Pe Koyi Dastak Si Deta Hain 2
Dil Pal Pal Pal Karwat Leta Hai
Rang Hawa Mein Roshani Mein Abb Khushboo Hai
Maamuli Si Cheezo Mein Bhi Jaadu Hai
Jabse Hum Tum Saath Huye Hain, Resham Se Haalaat Huye Hain
Har Lamha Sachcha Lagata Hain, Jeena Abb Achchha Lagata Hain
Khaabon Ki Ik Nili Nadi Mein Motiyon Jaisi Dhadkan
Halke Se Ik Baadal Mein Hai 2, Lipate Jaise Tan Mann
Khaabon Ki Ik Nili Nadi Mein........
(Main Tera Aks Hoon, Tu Mera Aks Hai
Main Tujhmein, Tu Mujhmein) 2
Meri Kahaani Hai Tu, Main Tera Afsaana
Ho Ho Ho Begaana Hoke Bhi Tu, Na Lage Begaana
Maana Maine Maana Ki Tum Mere Ho
Bole Dil Yeh Bole Teri Khair Ho
Tu Chaahe Tu Chaahe Mera Na Bane
Tu Rahe Haan Rahe Aankh Ke Saamane
Ho O O O.....
Main Tera Aks Hoon, Tu Mera Aks Hai
Ho.. Aaja Leja Mujhse Meri Jindagi
Deja Aansu Leja Meri Har Khushi
Main Jikar Tujhko Dekhloon
Aa Main Ji Bhar Tujhko Dekh Loon
Ho O O O.....
Main Tera Aks Hoon, Tu Mera Aks Hai
Main Tujhmein, Tu Mujhmein
Meri Kahaani Hai Tu, Main Tera Afsaana
Ho Ho Ho Begaana Hoke Bhi Tu, Na Lage Begaana
Ho O O O.....
Sometimes they say that I'm too complicated
That things ain't so hard, days aint so grey
But man, for much too long, I have waited
To find a new path, a new heaven to pray...
...To find a new heaven to pray
Is there a reason tu clench our fists?
Is there a reason to reach our east?
Why can't we see that this pain is our own
When Jesus himself has lost his golden crown
So many words of wisdom in my head
So much of you that I can't even see
I whisper the thoughts of the prayer here in bed
The one who teached me the rules of this world beyond the sea
The dark figures on the chinese curtain
Waves solemnly under the silent moon
Removes the clouds from the top of the mountain...
Is there a reason tu clench our fists?
Is there a reason to reach our east?
Why can't we see that this pain is our own
When Jesus himself has lost his golden crown
I can't find the strenght to struggle on such a big scene
When my arms are numbed and trapped under ice
This fight strikes me and tries to wash all my sins
My endless torments drive myself to vice
Is there a reason tu clench our fists?
Is there a reason to reach our east?
Why can't we see that this pain is our own
When Jesus himself has lost his golden crown
In a land where the sun will arise, one day my soul will be free
And I will leave in peace with you: part of me I will never see
So deep inside, I can feel you in my veins
So deep inside, You stay so far away
You were the only one to feel inadequate
Had lost your self-confidence, your innercadence
Felt so down inside, desintagrated, annihilated
Had to find again that crazy strenght
That was your own
...One step closer to that place...
Touch your new kingdom
Eyes wide open you will
Face your new kingdom
It's time to start again
“Take the chance and truly believe...”
Touch your new kingdom
And save me from my sins
Why don't you capture this force, and deny the sorrow
Take the opportunity to break the chains of your ghetto
Time has come to spit the mud out of your mouth
Don't you wait now, don't even ask yourself twice
...One step closer to that place...
Touch your new kingdom
Eyes wide open you will
Face your new kingdom
It's time to start again
“Take the chance and truly believe...”
Touch your new kingdom
And save me from my sins
Stay, and wish for a new disguise
Stay when you think you're losing your mind
Tell me again your feelings keep growing stronger
Now is the time to hold on tight
Leave behind the days when you used to pretend
‘cos leaving is what you've got to do,
Now and forever, until the end...
Gone is the misery
Recaptured the intensity
Free yourself so your mind will once again be
Electric, dynamic, ecstatic, psychedelic
Welcome! Enjoy at last that third dimension
‘cos the world you've created is now...
...Your new kingdom...
Touch your new kingdom
Eyes wide open you will
Face your new kingdom
It's time to start again
“Take the chance and truly believe...”
Touch your new kingdom
Sailing over a blue and grey ocean
In a haze of a dream
You swim to secret shore
And you see a cold light and the mist around you
But it's only when I try
To forget who I am now
Slowly vanishing from the land
That used to be our own
I walk on to the daylight we've lost
Walk on to the way like an angel flies
I walk on to the daylight cos' I'm still bleeding
I will keep on flying away
And when the time has come to let you go away
From the cage of my mind
My thoughts return again to the battle that you won
Just to give us a chance
But it's only when I cry
To forget who I was
That I feel so weak, oh it seems so hard to
Walk on to the daylight we've lost
Walk on to the way like an angel flies
Walk on to the daylight cos' I'm still bleeding
I will keep on flying away
Can't hide it, I can't fight it
Night becomes a part of me
Where's the way, where's the time
You used to dream about at my side?
I walk on to the daylight we've lost
Walk on to the way like an angel flies
I walk on to the daylight cos' I'm still bleeding
I will keep on flying away
I will...
Walk on to the way like an angel flies
Walk on to the daylight cos' I'm still bleeding
Shine like the star on your way
Be the one you've always dreamed about
It lays here deep inside me
It's so deep and it could take my heart away
Raise the curtain of your soul
Mine has always been recalled in my dreams
We've got to make some choices
The only way is far from home
Cos' nothing takes the past away...
And we just need it as much as we hate it
Oh I wish... I wish I could forget you
I wish I could break it down
And wish I could regret it
Cos' I hate to see me through your eyes
But I would die without this addiction
We're calling out for wisdom
And praying for the time we'll survive
Cos' we love and we die
Tell me why should we cry?
Let your anger rise... I will stand in your way
Tell me why do we speak with the words of silence?
Help me to keep me sane
Help me to make me strong enough
I pray while night turns into day
Where's the power that I miss?
Call my name and save me
In this life, I'm drifting
Through the night, I can hear this voice again
Let me cry with the words of silence
Just let me hide the things I will fight one day
Let me be weak like the child who made me wise
Tell me why should we cry?
Let your anger rise... I will stand in your way
Tell me why do we speak with the words of silence?
Tell me why should we cry?
Let me dream, let me hear your words of silence
Night came, sounds became whispers
To my mind their words clang, bitter
My soul turned into their prisoner
Gloom took me away, deeper and deeper
At last my head began to find peace
My whole body dived into bliss
All of a sudden your figure appeared
And slowly came your words to my ears:
“Look at me reach my hand”, you said
Your eyes were so black and your face so pale
But you were too high in the divine skies
I couldn't touch you, my dear dead bride
Holy voices came through the clouds
Whispers became noise, so loud
“Your dear dead bride lies in the ground
If your scar is still a red wound
Go and find her
Unmask the killer”
With all my strenght and all my rage
I scraped the mud, broke the cage
Got lost in this frightening race
But didn't find you, even not a trace
Went back to the surface to breathe a new air
Shouted to the sky:”You lied to me, it's unfair
My dear dead bride isn't burried in the ground
‘Cause nothing, nothing of her has been found”
The voices talked to me once again
And reassured my poor heart so much in pain
“Dear human, your research was not in vain
The killing dagger is just above, in the rain”
My anger recovered, I fled to the skies
Then caught the clouds and tried and tried
But nothing of you came, no light, no flame
My body bled, I was almost insane
“I'll kill your dark vampire” said I
“The dagger will be in his hand,” voices replied
Throw his evil soul away, away
‘Cause he's not worth seeing another single day”...
...I woke up suddenly in the silent bedroom
It could be midnight or it could be noon
“That was a bad dream, a cruel nightmare”