Pleasure slave...

Snuff για την ακριβεια

 

When the body speaks

To the soul's desires
The body listens
What the flesh requires
Keeps the heart imprisoned

What the spirit seeks
The mind will follow
When the body speaks
All else is hollow

Depeche Mode...When the body speaks

Για τους ψίθυρους ή τις κραυγές του σώματος...

Αστάρτη

 

Επίσης,
Slayer - Sex Murder(?) Art
αν και ο τίτλος αγγίζει τα όρια του snuff (μακριά από εμάς   )...

Caught
Now you're mine
I am the master of your whipping time
The smile on my lips
The look of horror on your face
Self Justification
Can't rid the sexual fascination, can you deny
My face of pleasure the gleam in my eye

You're nothing
An object of animation, a subjective mannequin, beaten into submission
Raping again and again

Shackled
My princess
Dangling in distress
Here to discipline
My sole purpose never ends
Bleeding
On your knees
My satisfaction is what I need
The urge
To take my fist and violate every oriface

You're nothing
An object of animation
A subjective mannequin
Beaten into submission
Raping again and again

Slaves to my torment
Scream to your heart's content time and time again
Pleasure in inflicting pain, power so insane
Trying to circumvent , unadulterated battery
Manipulated reality
God is dead - I am alive!

 

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For I am the answer you seek, the dream in your sleep
You never wanted to awaken
I have the plan that won't fail, a crime without trail
And all I really need right now is you!

.....................................................

I am the word without deeds, the lie that exceeds
For lies are always most impatient
I am the guide for the lost, who never counts cost
And all I really need right now is you!
.....................................................

Savatage - I Am.
( and all I really need is you....)

Astarty

Υ.Γ Είσαι για κοντρίτσες;

 

Αφού αρχίσαμε τα ακραία

Dimmu Borgir

Mourning Palace

Daylight has finally reached it's end
As evenfall strikes into the sky
Far away in the dark glimpsing moonlight
Sickening souls cry out in pain

Whispering voices summoning screams
Waiting for Satan to bless their sins
Blackhearted angels fallen from grace
Possessed by the search for utter darkness

Hear the cries from the Mourning Palace
Feel the gloom of restless spirits
Hear the screams from the Mouring Palace
Feel the doom of haunting chants

Eternal is their lives in misery
Eternal is their lives in grief
Abandoned in a void of nothingness
A chain of anger, a fetter of despair

In this garden of depraved beings
This unsacred place of helpless ones
Satan blessed the creatures
Inswathed them in endless night

Whispering voices, summoning screams
Waiting for Satan to bless their sins
Blackhearted angels fallen from grace
Possessed by the search for utter darkness

Αν το ακούς κι όλλας είναι γαμώ τα τριπάκια

Υ.Γ. Αστάρτη αυτό που σου αφιέρωσα απο Darkthrone το δίαβασες;

 

Το διάβασα WildOne και χτυπώ με το "God of deception" των Amorphis.

it's the pain that calls the tune
those heartbreaking moments
mislaid it all
all the happiness
you can die at your leisure
make them blame themselves
regret the deceased
until the truth kills its novelty
attrition of their beliefs

Επί του θέματος...

I'll teach you to laugh and to cry
They're really the same you'll see
All of the why's in your life
Are under my control
Feed me more lines
I will try to tell you all I can
Before the light you must know what lies
Behind my screams

"Screaming in Digital" - Queenryche

Αστάρτη

 

Όποιος δε διαβάσει τους παρακάτω είναι άξιος της μοίρας του (θεός ο chuck ας είναι καλά εκεί που είναι).

Death

The Philosopher

Do you feel what I feel, see what I see, hear what I hear
There is a line you must draw between your dream world and reality
Do you live my life or share the breath I breathe
Lies feed your judgement of others
Behold how the blind lead each other
The philosopher
You know so much about nothing at all

Ideas that fall under shadows of theories that stand tall
Thoughts that grow narrow upon being verbally released
Your mind is not your own,
what sounds more mentally stimulating is how you make your choice
So you preach about how I'm supposed to be, yet you don't you know your own
sexuality
Lies feed your judgement of others
Behold how the blind lead each other
The philosopher
You know so much about nothing at all

 

  ρε παιδιά είπαμε BDSM στίχους. Πού τον θυμήθηκες το συγχωρεμένο τον Chuck τώρα;
Λοιπόν για να συνεχίσω....

GUNS' N' ROSES : Pretty Tied Up

I know this chick she lives down on Melrose
She ain't satisfied without some pain
Friday night is goin' up inside her...again
Well crack the whip
'Cause that ***** is just insane
I'm serious

She's pretty tied up
Hangin' upside down
She's pretty tied up
And you can ride her
She's pretty tied up
Hangin' upside down
I can't tell you she's the right one
Oh no,oh no,oh no
Once there was this rock n' roll band rollin' on the streets
Time went by and it became a joke
We just needed more and more fulfilling- Uh-huh
Time went by and it all went up in smoke
But check it out

 

Μα πώς το ξέχασα...  
Οι στίχοι γράφτηκαν όταν ο Dickinson έψαχνε με τη φίλη του σπίτι να συγκατοικήσουν κι έπεσαν επάνω σε διαμέρισμα που χρησιμοποιούσε ζευγάρι παλαιότερα για S/M.

Iron Maiden - Hooks In You

I got the keys to view at number 22
Behind my Green door there's nothing to see
Stone cold sober and sitting in silence, laid
back and looking for sympathy
I like a girl who knows where she's bound
I don't like girls who've been hanging around

Hooks in you, hooks in me, hooks in the ceiling
For that well hung feeling
No big deal, no big sin, strung up on love I
Got the hooks screwed in

She's tied up she can't come to the phone,
You must have got your wires crossed cos she ain't home
Knock on wood - you know I like that sound
She never could keep her feet on the ground

Hooks in you, I've got those hooks in you
Hooks in you, in you

Right on the money got it wrapped up tight
New ideas for the decor tonight
Gonna make this house a preservation zone
Gonna set her in concrete set her up on her own.

 

Δεν είναι ανάγκη να ταυτίζουμε αλλά μπορούμε κάλλιστα να προσαρμόζουμε ακούσματα.

Το σίγουρο είναι ότι σε καμία περίπτωση τα μπουζούκια δεν θα ήταν το είδος της μουσικής που θα μπορούσε να συνοδέψει σκηνές BDSM.

Υπάρχουν είδη μουσικής που εξιτάρουν την φαντασία και που κρατούν αμείωτο ακόμα και το ρυθμό ενός session κατά κάποιο τρόπο!

Lost Boy ξέρεις τις μουσικές αδυναμίες Μου. Σου έχω μιλήσει γι αυτές και πιστεύω να έχεις καταλάβει το πως λειτουργούν σε μένα ο Ήχος σε συνδυασμό με το Φως!
 
Thanks

 

Thank you SM_Art_Lady...  

 

Rammstein............. Buck Dich​

German
buck dich - befehl ich dir
wende dein Antlitz ab von mir
dein Gesicht ist mir egal
buck dich

ein Zweibeiner auf allen Vieren
ich fuhre ihn spazieren
im Passgang - den Flur entlang
ich bin enttauscht
jetzt kommt er ruckwarts mir entgegen
honig bleibt am Strumpfband kleben
ich bin enttauscht, total enttauscht


buck dich...

das Gesicht interessiert mich nicht


der Zweibeiner hat sich gebuckt
in ein gutes Licht geruckt
zeig ich ihm was man machen kann
und ich fang zu weinen an

buck dich...

buck dich - befehl ich dir
wende dein Antlitz ab von mir
dein Gesicht ist mir egal
buck dich - nocheinmal

buck dich...


English
Bend down I order you
Turning your face back from me too
I don't need to see it now
Bend down
A human who is on all fours
I'll lead him down on the floor
In quick-step we move along
I'm so displeased
Now crawling backwards to meet me
Honey stains his tights so badly
I'm so displeased
Sadly displeased

Bend down
I've no interest in the rest
The human stuttered a short prayer
In fear of what I couldn't bear
Tried to bend down more and more
Tears we're running off to the floor
Bend down

Bend down I order you
Turning your face back from me too
I don't need to see it now
Bend down, you know how
Bend down