Como ya podréis haber leido en el post de nuestro compañero Vol4, ese gran genio de la guitarra llamado Dimebag Darrel ha sido asesinado. Me gustaría que desde estas líneas pudieramos hacer un pequeño pero muy sentido homenaje a aquél que nos hizo estremecernos de encanto, rabia, delicadeza y brutalidad con su genuina música. Es por esto que os animo a que escribáis y dejéis vuestros comentarios sobre esta gran pérdida, para el mundo del Metal en particular, y para la música en general. Honremos con ello a este genio de las seis cuerdas.
Comentarios
Ese loco hijo de puta se lo llevo por delante, pero Darrel seguira estando en nuestros corazones y seguira vivo para la posteridad mientras haya una sola persona escuchando uno de sus canciones.
Ahora espero que este con Bon Scott, Morrison, Bonzo, Keith Moon, Fredy Mercury, Hendrix, Lenon y demas liando una buena y haciendo el verdadero VULGAR VIDEOS FROM HELL.
MR DARREL SAVE ME A SEAT IN HELL!! DUDE!!!
CEMETERY GATES:
Reverend, reverend,
Is this a conspiracy?
Crucified for no sins
No revenge... beneath me.
Lost within my plans for life,
It all seems so unreal.
I’m a man cut in half in this world,
Left in my misery.
The reverend he turned to me
Without a tear in his eyes.
It’s nothing new for him to see,
I didn’t ask him why.
I will remember...
The love our souls had sworn to make.
Now I watch the falling rain
All my mind can see now is your (face).
Well I guess
You took my youth
And gave it all away.
Like the birth of a new found joy,
This love would end in rage...
And when she died
I couldn’t cry,
The pride within my soul.
You left me incomplete
All alone as the memories now unfold.
Believe the word.
I will unlock my door...
And pass the cemetery gates.
Sometimes when I’m alone,
I wonder aloud,
If you’re watching over me
Some place far abound.
I must reverse my life
I can’t live in the past.
Then set my soul free,
Belong to me at last.
Through all those complex years
I thought I was alone.
I didn’t care to look around
And make this world my own...
And when she died
I should’ve cried and spared myself some pain.
You left me incomplete,
All alone as the memories still remain.
The way we were,
The chance to save my soul...
And my concern is now in vain.
Believe the word,
I will unlock my door...
And pass the cemetery... gates
The way we were,
The chance to save my soul...
And my concern is now in vain.
Believe the word,
I will unlock my door...
And pass the cemetery...
Gates!
Gates!
Gates!
PANTERA IS ALIVE.
R.I.P.
No tengo palabras para el hijo de puta que ha provocado esta masacre. Sólo deseo que arda en el infierno.
Handepora