The wORST gENRE oF mUSIC, EVER INVENTED Options

[xomzcutenessxo]

What do you think was the worst kind of music ever invented?

woow this topic has been going for a year now!!

TOPIC MADE: Aug 4 2004, 2:30 PM

i would def say that country sucks and so does rap!

[CloudUnionX]

Ok, its lyric time. If this is a little long... deal with it people.

Cannae - Pretty Noise

One out of a million, they don't see me. I am to this world as a raindrop is
to your forehead. Suppressed only by myself. I need to let me out, out of the
sky falling. Time and mind seperated only by night and day. They all seem the
same to me, no matter what anyone might say, I will never what I want,
"free", like addiction I must come back to this. Endless loops of creativity,
creatively sitting alone.

Old Man's Child - Agony of Fallen Grace

Spread the words no time to dwell
Stop denying your inner self
Forced into a religious cell
The agony of fallen grace
At once, come forth
Deny the facts of life
Destroy their gods
And blame it on the weak
Several miles of death's formation
They march towards his grace
To the cliffs and the abyss of the damned
The loss of man, and fall of God
And now you will die
While suffering from within
The aspire to rule
Will faint away with you
We come for you
With the devil's assent
Creeping up from behind
Tearing you down

Cradle of Filth - Dusk And Her Embrace (partial)

When the sun has wept upon the waveless lake
And the mists steal in with ease
Covened wolves are their eerie dissonant napes
In adoration of the moon and thee

"They call as I to thee...."

And I will come, as if in dream
My languid, dark and lustrous Malaresian Queen
Of vengeful, ancient breed
Gilded with the pelts of many enemies
Erishkigal, raven-haired
Thy seduction haunts the castle in erotic despair
I can taste thy scent by candlelight
Legs of porcelain traced and laced to their lair
Appease the beast on spattered sheets
Dyed unearthly red as sobriety weeps

Nocternity....
She shall come for me

A black velvet painting sprung to elegant life
Like a poignant Madonna perverted to night
And I have ridden from the westerning light
To expend my lust
Tear away the funereal dress
Know that I will escape from my death
Surrendered to the splendour of her sharpened caress.

Arch Enemy - Saints And Sinners

Born with eyes
But they are not to see
Living on your knees
Choking on your spiritual agony
Follow the traces of blood
Throughout the past centuries
You choose not to see
Bow down and worship me at the altar of shame

You strive for perfection
But you don't have the tools
Human weakness embodied
Fodder for fools
Feeding the fear of life itself
Over and over again
And choose not to see

Bow down and worship me at the altar of shame

So you're the saint and I'm the sinner?
You will never understand
You're the saint and I'm the sinner
No - you will never understand

Born with eyes
But they are not to see
Living on your knees
Choking on your spiritual agony
Follow the traces of blood
Throughout the past centuries
You choose not to see
Bow down and worship me at the altar of shame

Just to name a very few.