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      We come from the land of the ice and snow
      From the midnight sun, where the hot springs flow

      The hammer of the gods
      Will drive our ships to new lands
      To fight the horde, and sing and cry
      Valhalla, I am coming!

      On we sweep with threshing oar
      Our only goal will be the western shore

      We come from the land of the ice and snow
      From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow

      How soft your fields so green
      Can whisper tales of gore
      Of how we calmed the tides of war
      We are your overlords

      On we sweep with threshing oar
      Our only goal will be the western shore

      So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins
      For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your losing
      Last edited by W. Rabbit; 10/04/2019 8:51pm, .

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          Why the fuck are all these kids throwing the moloich at Zoso?

          Children these days.

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              This performance (from The Song Remains the Same) made me pick up guitar, and spend an outrageous amount of money on a Les Paul Studio Gothic.

              Madison Square Garden, 1973.

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                "All my tears, they fell like rain".

                Did Rutger Hauer reference Zeppelin when he added the famous addition to his soliloquy?

                The world will never know.

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                        Page just brought out the Gibson Double Neck SG.

                        You know what that means. Stairway is coming.

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                          Best extended live performance of this song.

                          Walking side-by-side with death
                          The devil mocks their every step
                          The snow drives back the foot that's slow
                          The dogs of doom are howling more
                          Last edited by W. Rabbit; 10/04/2019 9:50pm, .

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                            Extended Page finale solo.

                            And I just saw it performed live, flawlessly. Madness.

                            The crowd was wilder than GWAR by the end. There are people crying, holding each other.

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                              Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face
                              Stars fill my dream
                              I'm a traveler of both time and space
                              To be where I have been

                              Sit with elders of a gentle race
                              This world has seldom seen
                              They talk of days for which they sit and wait
                              All will be revealed

                              Talk in song in tongues of lilting grace
                              Sounds caress my ear
                              There are not a word I heard could I relate
                              Story was quite clear

                              Oh yeah I been flyin'
                              Love oh ain't no denyin', no
                              Oh, ooh yea, I been flyin'
                              Mama, mama, ain't no denyin', no denyin'

                              All I see turns to brown
                              As the sun burns the ground
                              And my eyes fill with sand
                              As I scan this wasted land

                              Try to find, try to find what I feel

                              Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace
                              Search inside a dream
                              Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream
                              My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon, I will return again
                              Sure as the dust that floats high in June, when movin' through Kashmir

                              Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years
                              With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear

                              When I'm on, when I'm on my way,
                              When I see, when I see the way, you stay
                              Tryin' to find, tryin' to find where I been
                              when I'm down
                              well I'm down
                              Ooh, let me take you there

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                                David Coverdale wanted me to let you know that Led Zep sucks ass. Fucking limey song thiefs.












                                (yes, I'm trolling. For the record I do have Coverdale Page, and it's a great album. Also dig me some Honeydrippers (also song thiefs))
                                Consider for a moment that there is no meme about brown-haired, brown-eyed step children.

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