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MACHINE FUCKING HEAD!Lauantai 15.12.2007 18:01

@ The Black Crusade

[Ei aihetta]Torstai 11.10.2007 21:32

Stereotype Fools
Playing the game
Nothing unique
They all look the same
In this sea of mediocrity
I can be anything
Anything I want to be

[Ei aihetta]Tiistai 09.10.2007 22:44

Tyttö on romuna,
monessa osassa.
Vanhemmat tietää saa
tyttö on romuna.

Nappi on auennu,
huivikin kadonnut.
Tästä nyt puuttuis vain,
muiston jos turhan sais.

Tyttö on romuna

Näyttäkää ovea,
potkikaa kotoa
syyhän on tietenkin tytön,
sen arvasin

Tyttö on romuna,
monessa osassa
Vanhemmat tietää saa,
tyttö on romuna.

Nappi on auennut,
huivikin kadonnut.
Tästä nyt puuttuis vain,
muiston jos turhan sais.
Ja tyttö on romuna,
monessa osassa
vanhemmat tietää saa
tyttö on romuna.

Ja tyttö on romuna,
monessa ossassa.
Vanhemmat tietää saa
tyttö on romuna.

[Ei aihetta]Sunnuntai 30.09.2007 14:52

Would you come and share
My cross, my pain, my heartbroken nature
For this burden is too heavy to bear
Too troublesome for one man to handle

Since my darkness swallowed
The last gleam of light
I've been rambling in the shadows
Hour after hour in the dark

They who never got sorrow,
Grinding grief in their hearts
Never lost a thing,
Never had a thing

They who never witnessed beauty,
That flamed even the all-encompassing night
Never lost a thing,
Never had a thing

Now these bitter tears run ceaseless,
And drown my hope far too deep
It must've been the day we parted
When I trapped this sadness in me

Since my darkness swallowed
The last gleam of light
I've been clothed in mourning,
Wearing sorrow day and night

[Ei aihetta]Torstai 13.09.2007 23:57

And you think that you know what is fear,
but how can you be afraid of something
that you don't even know to exist.

In your mind you think that you are safe.
Your life is as fragile as a sculpture made of glass.
Mankind is blessed with ignorance.

And you still think that your God.
You are nothing more than a human sculpture
made of filth and disgrace

[Ei aihetta]Sunnuntai 02.09.2007 22:55

At the dawn of a quiet day
I strolled from the woods, returned to the hearth
And with a restful mind I roamed
The dreary shores, the darkling wilds
Greeting all the days that befall
Taking life as it comes

[Ei aihetta]Keskiviikko 29.08.2007 02:52

I believe what I see
I see what I choose to believe
Where answers I seek
Questions are hidden from me
I'm an illusion of my past
An illusion of mine is my future
The end is the end
The end is where I begin

[Ei aihetta]Sunnuntai 26.08.2007 16:14

Day, is here fading.
That's when, I'm insane
I flirt with suicide.
Sometimes kill the pain.
I can't always say.
'It's gonna be better tomorrow'.

[Ei aihetta]Sunnuntai 26.08.2007 02:46

a hard place, this world
and nowhere else
does one make so many mistakes
what's done is done
done and gone

[Ei aihetta]Maanantai 02.07.2007 21:43

tuska oli ja meni.