Do You Want To See The Bed In Flames?
(Translation To: Wollt Ihr Das Bett In Flammen Sehen?)
Do you want to see the bed in flames
do you want to perish in skin and hair
you want to stick the dagger in the sheet as well
you want to also lick the blood from the dagger
Rammstein
You see the crosses on the pillow
You mean the innocence may kiss you
You believe it would be hard to kill
But where are all of the dead coming from
Rammstein
Sex is a battle
Love is war
Do you want to see the bed in flames
do you want to perish in skin and hair
you want to stick the dagger in the sheet as well
you want to also lick the blood from the dagger
Rammstein
song performed by by Rammstein
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Wolt Ihr Das Bett In Flamen Sehen
Wollt ihr das bett in flammen sehen
Wollt ihr in haut und haaren untergehen
Ihr wollt doch auch den dolch ins laken stecken
Ihr wollt doch auch das blut vom degen lecken
Rammstein
Ihr seht die kreuze auf dem kissen
Ihr meint euch darf die unschuld kssen
Ihr glaubt zu tten wre schwer
Doch wo kommen all die toten her
Rammstein
Sex ist ein schlacht
Liebe ist krieg
Wollt ihr das bett in flammen sehen
Wollt ihr in haut und haaren untergehen
Ihr wollt doch auch den dolch ins laken stecken
Ihr wollt doch auch das blut vom degen lecken
Rammstein
(translation:
Do you want to see the bed in flames
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Do you want to see the bed in flames
Do you want to totally perish
You want to stick the dagger in the sheet
You want to lick the blood from the dagger
Rammstein!
You see the crosses on the pillow
You think innocence may kiss you
You believe killing might be hard
But where are all the dead coming from
Rammstein!
Sex is a battle.
Love is war.
Do you want to see the bed in flames
Do you want to totally perish
You want to stick the dagger in the sheet
You want to lick the blood from the dagger
Rammstein! )
song performed by by Rammstein
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Wollt Ihr Das Bett In In Flammen Sehen
Wollt ihr das bett in flammen sehen
Wollt ihr in haut und haaren untergehen
Ihr wollt doch auch den dolch ins laken stecken
Ihr wollt doch auch das blut vom degen lecken
Rammstein
Ihr seht die kreuze auf dem kissen
Ihr meint euch darf die unschuld kuessen
Ihr glaubt zu toeten waere schwer
Doch wo kommen all die toten her
Rammstein
Sex ist ein schlacht
Liebe ist krieg
Wollt ihr das bett in flammen sehen
Wollt ihr in haut und haaren untergehen
Ihr wollt doch auch den dolch ins laken stecken
Ihr wollt doch auch das blut vom degen lecken
Rammstein
song performed by by Rammstein
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Ein Mensch brennt
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Fleischgeruch liegt in der Luft
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ein Kind stirbt
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die Sonne scheint
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ein Flammenmeer
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Blut gerinnt auf dem Asphalt
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M├╝tter schreien
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die Sonne scheint
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ein Massengrab
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kein Entrinnen
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kein Vogel singt mehr
Rammstein
die Sonne scheint
song performed by by Rammstein
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The Tub Of Water
By the tub of water stands an object too frightening,
The steel dagger awaits bloody ruin from the majesty of evil;
Into the place we surrender our will to the enormity of disgust,
In this place of ruin we see everyday objects become murderous.
To the touch it seems a murder has been committed,
Blood is desired beyond the mirrors, beyond us.
I heard practically no sound, so astonished by the silence
I carried by own living body to the realm of the other side.
Camps of ruin, camps of blood were before me,
Antagonizing my brain and mind, my guts and feeling.
The tub of water vanished and became a tub of horror -
A monstrous man pushed up, with bloody wounds
And too many gashes to the skin, ripping apart now.
I had to disgust itself with my action,
I had to discuss with him his fate,
The fate I gave him, I never forgave him,
I hated his being with the dagger to release
Him, and me from the clutches of horror and blood.
The dagger is enough, it is enough
To employ in reducing the man,
The man who is now dead from the gashes,
The ones fresh from my dagger, the pouring blood
Is astounding, and filling the tub of water.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Dagger Through The Heart
(Dolly Parton)
Oh, you're out there tonight with another
And my pain is so dreadfully sharp.
I picture you with her and shudder,
It's like a dagger through the heart
Do you think that my feelings don't matter,
Or your cheatin' or hurtful remarks
When you leave me all broken and shattered
It's like a dagger through the heart
Oh, I know I'm a fool to keep stayin'
When you've made hurtin' me such an art,
Tossed around like a used box of crayons,
It's like a dagger through the heart
Oh, you cut me to pieces so often
Like a knife or a poisonous dart
I would be better off in my coffin,
It's like a dagger through the heart
Oh, I know I'm a fool to keep stayin'
When you've made hurtin' me such an art,
Tossed around like a used box of crayons,
It's like a dagger through the heart
Like a dagger through the heart, through the heart
song performed by by Dolly Parton
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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RedRum
The dagger slips through the skin
You know that you will win
Oh sweet red rum
The blood drips to the ground
You are careful to make not a sound
Oh sweet red rum
The feeling inside; of hate
By the time they come it will be too late
Oh sweet red rum
The body is still in your hold
You feel the skin go cold
Oh sweet red rum
Again you have stolen life
With the same red tinted knife
Oh sweet red rum
You feel hate no longer, your heart fills with sorrow
For you there will be no tomorrow
Oh sweet red rum
The dagger slips through your skin
You know the knife will always win
Oh sweet red rum
Your blood drips to the ground
You shall not make a sound
Oh sweet red rum
Feeling inside is no longer
For you are no longer
Oh sweet red rum
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Dolly Dagger
Here comes dolly dagger
Her loves so heavy, gonna make you stagger.
Dolly dagger, she drinks her blood from a jagged edge...
Been riding broomsticks since she was fifteen
Blow out all the other witches on the scene.
She got a bull whip, just as long as your life.
Her tongue can even scratch
The soul out of the devils wife.
song performed by by Jimi Hendrix
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The Historian
He was a big name
Who had gained fame
As one of the “Kiplings”
Who said his hero was brave
Who said his hero was burdened
Who said he had conquered
Who said he had captured
Who snatched my last weapon
My home made dagger
With handle of bone
Beads of silver
Who said
This was my honor
Who then said
I had a bitter fight
For him the cursed dagger
When snatched back
Eye to eye
He knew
Who shall have the last breath
I remember
The dagger of my fore fathers
You collected
As recovered
I did not recount the bravery
Of my heroes
They stand fallen
As you held the pen
23/1/2010
Islamabad
poem by Sadiqullah Khan
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Fire/Burning
Burning through the forset,
Flames of orange, red and yellow,
Lick at the trees and plants,
Scorching everything in its path,
Fire.
Burning my skin,
Leaving smoke and heat,
In it's wake,
Torching my hair,
Fire
A thing of beauty,
And warmth,
But feasr it also,
For its scorching heat,
Fire.
Burning my heart,
Blood fueling the flames,
Love as its oxygen,
The Burning desire,
Fire.
poem by McKenzie Mickey
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Red.
Red, the color of love romance
The color of our hearts.
Red, the color of blood,
My blood coming from where you stabbed me with your dagger.
Red, the color of your evil vile face.
After you realized what you’ve done.
Red, the color on the floor.
From my blood to yours.
poem by Angela Landa
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Is this a dagger which I see before me, the handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible to feeling as to sight? or art thou but a dagger of the mind, a false creation, proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
William Shakespeare in Macbeth
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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A Poem Dedicated To My Murderer
If you strike a dagger in my chest
Do ponder
Air has no body.
Air is flow
Of running seas of life
It's a long story
Which has no beginning
And no end.
If you strike a dagger in my chest
Do ponder
Air is immortal
Air is mother's pat
Air is sound of a lullaby
Air is a prayer
Out of the mouth of babes!
(1983, Translated by Samina Amjad)
poem by Naseer Ahmed Nasir
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The Death Of Goddesses
It used to be hard
for women,
snowed in their white lives,
white lies,
to write books
with that fine frenzy
which commends genius
to posterity,
yet estranges it
from its closest
friends.
Women were friends to all,
& being too friendly
they could not command
the unfriendly prerogatives
of genius,
though some were
geniuses still,
destroying
only themselves
with the torment
of the unfriendly ghost
trapped in a friendly
form.
Oh the women who died
dissembling friendship
for the world!
Oh the women who turned
the dagger inward
when it wished
to go out,
who impaled themselves
on Womanhood itself!
No vampire
could be
as greedy for blood,
no father or husband
as bullying.
A woman punishing herself
with her own pain
is a fierce opponent indeed.
It is self against self,
dagger to dagger,
blood of her blood,
blood of her daughter,
blood of her mother,
her menses, her moon,
all pooled together,
one crimson sea.
It is the awful auto da fé,
the sublime seppuku,
Sante Sebastiana
as archer
& victim too.
The arrow flies from her bow.
She runs, fleet as Diana,
& stops it
with her breast.
Enough!
cried the Women-Who-Cared.
Henceforth we will turn
our anger where it belongs.
We will banish the whitest lies.
We will speak the black truth as it is.
Our father- we spit back their sperm.
Our husbands- we spit back their names.
Our brothers- we suck back our love.
The self-righteous inherit the earth,
& anger speaks louder that love.
Love is a softness
the weak cannot afford,
& sex a Darwinian bribe.
But who wants the earth as a gift
when it is empty as space,
when women grow hard
as bronze madonnas
& Diana loves only her stag?
When Persephone stays in hell
the entire year,
then how can spring
begin?
poem by Erica Jong
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Killer Barracuda
Look into water, see the barracuda
Patient as the devil
Hanging still
Like a shadow in the water
Pretty barracuda,
Dagger of the devil
Waiting to kill
Little girl beware, of killer barracuda
He rules these waters like a king
Hell cut your heart out slicker than a dagger
Not cause hes hungry cause hes mean
You can see the shark now
Glidin through the water
Ugly as death.
Eats anything
But the pretty barracuda, dont touch no leavins
Takin what he wants to
cause hes king
And you cant scare him or entice him
He wont move for the devil, til his own time
Then quicker than heartbeat
Hell turn you away girl just to
See you fall, and leave you dyin
Little girl beware of the killer barracuda
He rules these waters like a king
Hell cut your heart out slicker than a dagger
Not cause hes hungry
cause hes mean
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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The Hunt
Her face is a lightning strike
with prowling eyes
and razor sharp lips,
her tongue a dagger for an unfortunate heart.
She will kiss like an angel
with a viper's sting.
This is a dangerous love,
a scent that will not be denied.
Those hunting eyes pierce my swaggering shield.
The blood is up.
I am primed for the chase.
Hungry for the kill.
poem by Ronald Shields
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The Dagger
I like you well, O trusty dagger mine,
My comrade wrought of cool Damascus steel!
Forged were you by the Georgian with revenge in the mind,
By the Circassian free - for war were you made keen.
A lily-white hand it was gave you to me -
You were affection's keepsake, its last gift...
Not blood, but pearl-like tears born of the agony
Of bitter parting down your blade ran swift.
Her dark eyes rested, full of secret pain,
Of sadness and of mystery, upon
My face, and like yourself when lit by flickering flame,
Now clouded and turned dull, now glowed and shone.
O dagger, love's mute pledge, you will my true
Friend stay, and an example set to me, a wanderer:
For faithful, yes, and firm of soul like you
I'll be like you that tempered was by fire.
poem by Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov
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The dark knight
He gallops into town
With nothing but his dagger and horse
He sits upon that horse
With a back as straight as a stone wall
Faster than a man's eye could detect
In one swift movement
He unmounts his mighty steed
Grabs out his dagger
With such graceful movement
He began to maul
With such stealth that's unlike any human beings'
He demolishes the small village
After looking around
Making sure everything was still and dead
He mounts his fearless steed
And canters away from the demolished village
With a frightening yet gorgeous smile upon his pale face
He begins to whistle an old tune
As if nothing had ever happened
poem by Storm Pedersen
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The Victor
You like me
I like you
And we're lyin' beneath the sun
The words that you told me have become
A dagger in my back
And the battle is all but won
Cryin' for the victor cuz she's dumb
Taking off your clothes was all that you could do
To hurt me back so bad when I was hurting you
Taking off your clothes was all that you could do
To hurt me back so bad when I was hurting you
A dagger in my back
And the battle is all but won
I like you
And we're lyin' beneath the sun
I like you
And we're lyin' beneath the sun
song performed by by Weezer
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Silver Dagger
Dont sing love songs
Youll wake my mother
Shes sleeping here right by my side
In her right hand is a silver dagger
She says that I cant be your bride
All men are fools
So says my mother
Theyll tell you again
Love and lies
And then theyll go
And court someother
Leave you alone to pine inside
My daddy is a handsome devil
Hes got a chain five miles long
On every link, a heart does dangle
Of another maid hes loved and wronged, ohhh
Go court another tender maiden
In hopes that she might be your wife
For Ive been warned so I decided
Ill sleep alone all of my life, ohh...
Beware, beware, a silver dagger
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Relish Your Dinner (a reverse Etheree and an Anti-war poem)
Soil upon soil more soil upon soil makes
a heap soft of fresh flesh lump silky
under my ribs bean crimson red
flows neat five litters quickly
out and in pure impure
mixed if you are war
sick rotten freak
you sip hot
at break
fast
or drink
cold after
your super
supper for your
better health and sound sleep
even you can lick like ice- cream
or suck like liquid whenever and
where, you just need to bring a dagger
sharp and stab dig deep the fountain you seek
or
either
push buttons
from the distance
system tomahawk
safe enough to get the
shick kababs automatic
made up of delicious of my
dream, hope and love to get you just to
relish your delicate dinner.
(shick kabab =stick toasted flesh)
poem by Abdul Wahab
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