overkill, ben ne kadar vikingsem sende o kadar insansin. bu guzel tre$-i hicazkar makamdaki $arkiyla aldin goturdun gece vakti 36 saatlik nobeti

(pete - 17 Kasım 2006 17:42)

türkçe karşılığı 'savaş' bir diğer deyişle 'çatışma' olan sözcük.

(monte cristo kontesi - 27 Şubat 2002 17:10)

overkill' in the killing kind' ının ilk şarkısı.

"it's not like you can just kill me." - woman
"actually, it's a lot like that." - man

whatcha whatcha gonna do?
who who who ya gonna screw?
play it like ya really bad.
fire!!!

wanna wanna be the man.
doin' everything ya can.
play it like ya really bad
tired!!!

can i intrest you in nothin'? will you buy my disease?
you can take what you want,
you can have what you need.
can i intrest you in nothing' ya i think you'll be pleased.
if you're lookin' for war, open the 1, 2, 3,
door!

bleedin' like a stuck pig,
play it like you're really big,
bleedin' like a stuck pig,
don't matter!!!

no one loves ya baby now without sayin' please.
you got blood on your hands,
you got dirt on your knees.
can i offer you salvation, yeah i thing you'll agree,
you're about to fall.
about to fall

the battle, the war! the battle.

inside job, ya got a revolution, yeah,
napolean had less rage.
self made mob,
ya need an institution,
yeah, ya need a full time cage.
why do you stay here?
why do you roam?
kaos feed the big man...
he ain't going home. ain't going home.

"it's not like you can just kill me"

disciple of kaos,
a self made man.
disciple of kaos,
that's what i am.
disciple of kaos,
the silent roar,
disciple of kaos,
open the 1, 2, 3 war!

whatcha whatcha gonna do?
who who who ya gonna screw?
whatcha whatcha gonna do?

(mortifera - 6 Mart 2002 19:58)

the strawbs'un en sıkı parçalarından birisidir.! 1969 da bir kısım insanların içlerinde fırtınalar estirmiştir^*.!
sözleri için... buyrun,

in the early dawn the bishops' men
shivered in the damp
but the shiver came not from the cold
and spread throughout the camp
the trembling horses sensed the fear
of silent thoughtful men
who prayed that wives and families
might see them once again.

the bishops sent a dawn patrol
to investigate the weight
of forces at the king's command
ensconced behind the gate
the ground mist hid the patrol's approach
as they drew close enough to show
the sentries on the battlements
and an archer drew his bow.

from the topmost tower a sentry fell
as an arrow pierced his skull
and his headlong flight into the moat
seemed that of a gull
the patrol reported little
there was nothing much to see
but the strong and silent castle
a symbol of the free.

the king's men took communion
as the first rays of the sun
lit up the castle's gloomy walls
the fatal day begun
from the castle green the rooks took flight
to the high trees in the east
to their carrion minds the battlefield
set a table for a feast.

a tide of black, the bishops' men,
equality their right
swarmed like ants across the hill
their aim at last in sight
the king's men dressed in purest white
were driven back by force
and the fighting grew more violent
as the battle took its course.

the bishops gave the order
no mercy to be shown
the sacrifice will reap rewards
when the king is overthrown
the sight of children lying dead
made hardened soldiers weep
the outer walls began to fall
they moved towards the keep.

the rooks surveyed the battlefield
their hungry beady eyes
revelled in the sight of death
showing no surprise
the pressure mounted steadily
as the bishops neared the gate
and the desperate king called to his knights
"it's your lives or the state".

when the anxious king began to fail
as many thought he might
the queen ran screaming round the walls
and urged the men to fight
the bishops' men were tiring
as the afternoon drew late
and the king's men lowered the drawbridge
and poured out through the gate.

they fought their way across the bridge
the men like falling leaves
or ears of corn that fall in swathes
the vicious sickle cleaves
the tide receded up the hill
the waste of reclaimed land
once decaying swamp became
a shore of pure white sand.

a blinded priest was seen to bless
both dying and the dead
as he stumbled around the battlefield
his cassock running red
if uniform were black or white
his eyes could never see
and death made no distinction
whatever man he be.

as darkness fell both camps withdrew
their soldiers slain like cattle
leaving the rooks to feast alone
the victors of the battle
at evensong both camps reviewed
their sad depleted ranks
as survivors of the battle
gave god their grateful thanks.

(keep clubbin - 5 Ağustos 2002 21:31)

(bkz: battle royale)

(bumerang - 26 Şubat 2004 14:00)

break dansta iki kisinin veya iki takimin birbiriyle maç yapmasi. bir nevi dans savasi. jurisi olmayan battlelara ise underground battle denir.
(bkz: battle of the year)
(bkz: breakdance)

(yagaminet - 24 Mayıs 2004 08:49)

david guetta'nın 7 albümündeki en güzel şarkılardan. değişik bir yapısı var; normalde sözleriyle umut ve sevinç dolu ama vokalin sesinden olsa gerek bir hüzün de var şarkıda.

parçadan kesit: https://youtu.be/q-bgabjgsce

we don't hide, no we don't
we don't shade from anyone
'cause you and ı know better
they don't know we have eyes like mirrors
we don't need any armor
'cause we got spirit and that's enough
so let them say whatever
ıt doesn't matter if tomorrow there's a war

my love, we've won
and ı run, ı run through the battle
oh, ı run, it doesn't matter if tomorrow never comes
my love, we've won
and ı run, ı run through the battle
oh, ı run to you

oh, ı run
oh, ı run

all moments on the spire
set it off like a cannonball
we're gonna burn forever
ıt doesn't matter if tomorrow there's a war

my love, we've won
and ı run, ı run through the battle
oh, ı run, it doesn't matter if tomorrow never comes
my love, we've won
and ı run, ı run through the battle
oh, ı run to you

oh, ı run
oh, ı run

oh, woah
ıt doesn't matter if tomorrow there's a war

my love, we've won
and ı run, ı run through the battle
oh, ı run, it doesn't matter if tomorrow never comes
my love, we've won
and ı run, ı run through the battle
oh, ı run to you

oh, ı run
oh, ı run.

(siyah kelebeklerim ucar delice - 28 Eylül 2018 22:16)

blur - 13 albümünden inanılmaz güzel ve trippy ve melankolik bi şarkı.
sözler:

batle, battle, battle, battle, battle
battle someone, whoo
batle, battle, battle, battle, battle
battle someone, whoo

completion search
here i love the bow
see it all come down
adorn myself
it's a new song glory
see me, what you think of now

batle, battle, battle, battle, battle
battle someone, whoo
batle, battle, battle, battle, battle
battle someone, whoo

you turn you sights
kill untill sub-zero
see me
oh it turns you on
all my gore
it's the end of your
take your last one now

batle, battle, battle, battle, battle
battle someone, whoo
batle, battle, battle, battle, battle
battle someone, whoo

keep sounds
keep love about
see me overcome

(bloodymary - 23 Aralık 2001 17:25)