Итак, у меня синдром картошки. Хочу лежать в темном теплом углу, и чтобы меня пару недель никто не трогал. (с)
Ага, вот и у меня так бывает. Весна же, устааалость Оо Больше всего устал быть донором, поэтому больше не буду, вредно же оО
Ну вот и отлично :3
А вообще в этом синдроме есть своя особенная прелесть.
С таким же успехом Ру во время плохого настроения рассуждает, что депра очень интересное состояние, одно из его любмых оОВ таких случаях тянет на голоса Тобиаса и Тони, избирательно так **
Поэтому *барабанная дробь*:
LyricsOh, I dare not to sleep anymore
Cause I see her face in every nightmare
In all the windows of my haunted house
And when I dream a dream of flowers
I wake up in my hand a bloody rose
'Blood shall come upon you'
So she spoke to me
Never knew she'd come back
Now she's on my dreams
From the faces in my dream
From an evil memory
As foretold in their prediction
From the faces in my dream
They are coming back for me
As it was told in their prediction
Is it just a dream
Or just a wicked memory ... Oh
Now I see her coming on her besom...
The smell of brimstone
And the mark of the beast
From the open window
Is it just a dream
As she's pulling out the dagger to stab
A thousand times into my hurting breast
Wake up from the nightmare
Screaming when I see her stand
with the face of Jakob
A bloody dagger in her hand
From the faces in my dream
From an evil memory
As foretold in their prediction
From the faces in my dream
They are coming back for me
As it was told in their prediction
Is it just a dream
Maybe his conscience
Will send him a dream in his dreams
If I only knew - oh Anna -
If his soul also came free
Or maybe if Jakob
Would talk to the bailiff for you
I can't come for you
I don't know how many souls were set free
To start a rebellion, don't know if I'll still have to flee
Oh that faces in my dream...
From the faces in my dream
From an evil memory...LyricsNumber nine out of eleven little littermates,
rotten apples, all the way.
Littermates all with different fates,
taught them almost all I knew.
And now the best, the primus,
number nine of eleven little littermates,
feeling almighty
is after my throne
In the bright daylight, little number nine,
dressed to kill, much like me.
Takes a look at the free world behind the gate,
of a castle and escapes
I leave the baits, the night awaits
Snare well hidden for the littermate
Evaded all but one, one by one.
Eleven little litter mates, annihilate
only number nine's not in sight.
Hiding for the moonlight eats the day
Kisses burn the paper-thin wings away.
Hate me, hate me, if they want you to break me,
love is for the weak and the restless, relief in the end
A broken lock and a twisted dream
For an early tomb, destiny's overruled
Trailed it back to the Pagan Cathedral
Don't love me, don't you dare,
I lie, I cheat and I don't care.
Don't you go telling me tales about fidelity
Truth ain't safe with me.
In (sane), in (pain)
Ran into a needle
I (love), I (hate)
don't need anyone
Lights (on), Lights (out)
Read it loud and clear
And hear the lion roar.
Without my eyes, they failed me, knots untied
I turned my weakness into a fine profession.
more I hear, more I see, I can feel the path I choose
What I did was a must, faced the music, away from the light alone.
Someone got to know me well
drowned me in a wishing well,
making mistakes, we all do,
worst of mine was trusting in a stranger.
For now I'm feeling fine,
drank poison liked the sign
Now touch the greatest fear,
impaired to look sincere.
One step behind you, turn around,
and I am gone with what I need.
The essence of timely death,
cold and dark, love less hard.
LyricsSitting in a corner all alone,
staring from the bottom of his soul,
watching the night come in from the window window
It'll all collapse tonight, fullmoon is here again
In sickness and in health, understanding so demanding
It has no name, there's one for every season
Makes him insane to know......
Running away from it all
"I'll be safe in the cornfields", he thinks
Hunted by his own,
again he feels the moon rising on the sky
Find a barn which to sleep in, but can he hide anymore
Someone's at the door, understanding too demanding
Can this be wrong, it's love that is not ending
Makes him insane to know.......
She should not lock the open door
(run away, run away, run away)
Fullmoon is on the sky and He's not a man anymore
She sees the change in him but can't
(run away, run away, run away)
See what became out of her man... Full moon
Swimming across the bay,
the night is gray, so calm today
She doesn't wanna wait.
"We've gotta make the love complete tonight..."
In the mist of the morning he cannot fight anymore
Hundred moons or more, he's been howling
Knock on the door, and scream that is soon ending
Mess on the floor again...
She should not lock the open door
(run away, run away, run away)
Fullmoon is on the sky and he's not a man anymore
She see the change in him but can't
(run away, run away, run away)
See what became out of her man
She should not lock the open door
(run away, run away, run away)
Fullmoon is on the sky and he's not a man anymore
She sees the change in him but can't
(run away, run away, run away)
See what became out of her darling man
She should not lock the open door...
(run away, run away, run away)
Full moon is on the sky and he's not a man anymore
Whoa....Whoa!
See what became out of that manLyricsI'm feeling this time
As bad as never before
A bleeding wag is fading away
Once you needed me
For spending delight
But below this funny mask
There's a crying face
The way that I smile is the way that I cry
But you'll never realize
My reputation is the one of a fool
Now watch how poet dies
Hear his cries
[Chorus]
And I dedicate my roses to no one
Cause there is no mind to help me to see
The reason we need
A light for the lonesome
And no one to drink
The blood that I bleed
The poet inside, wasn´t giving a chance
so we had to lived apart
And I realized - my best friend am I
And not those parasites
Who try to stare into my heart
The way that I feel is the way that I heal
My body and soul and my life
And I know you just think I'm a fool
Now watch how a poet flies, see him rise
[Chorus]
And I dedicate my roses to no one
Cause there is no mind to help me to see
The reason we need
A light for the lonesome
And no one to drink
The blood that I bleed
[Solo: Jens]
[Chorus]
And I dedicate my roses to no one
Cause there's no mind to help me to see
The reason we need
A light for the lonesome
And no one to drink the blood that I bleed
And I dedicate my roses to no one
Cause there's no mind to help me to see
The reason we need
A light for the lonesome
And no one to drink the blood that I bleed
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@темы:
В понедельник взял бы да повесился,
.::Lyrics::.,
.::На полях::.,
.::Аудио::.,
Подчинить жизнь, подчинить себе самого себя
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17.03.2010 в 19:32-
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17.03.2010 в 21:16Ну, это ближе к моей днюхе уже, а сейчас усталость х)