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![]() Бесен тийн, какъвто отдавна не трябва да е ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 3402 Регистриран: 29-October 03 Потребител N: 317 ![]() |
Първо:прочетох и мноо ми хареса поуста на Warrior of Ice от почти наи великата игра Blood Omen. Браво на теб уориор!
От играта аз нзам една друга-"Да обезглавиш или да не обезглавиш-това е въпросът." Второ:Тва е една разли4на тема щото можете да си поствате ваши творения. Хаиде не се бавете ето една яка поговорка и после едно мое стихотворение: What goes around comes around. Everything that has a begining has its end! Sa i stihowete ima i o6te mnoo ama ne sa mi na kompa! Dreamland for a Soulfly® Jedispirculer: Home is now only in my heart All my mind has been apart Who can tame my very rage Cause I’m really on the edge Clad in shadows I evade Why the world was made I feel dark depression implied And I can’t see light no more applied…. Clandestine drops are spit Darkened candles cloudy lit All the evil spilled on me Rage is high, pain is deep I concede I’m in love within And such an eidos’ coming in The darkness’ princess I adore But it is so simple and more… Love is all but a bent What is love without What is love without The dreamland… But her eyes, blue of the eagle skies And her soul Bright as the sprinter’s flow Her hands are holding our fate Her words will never fade So now I’m walking for that place Leaving darkened guilty trace I am up to confess it all That I adore her lonely soul What is meant for me today By my bloody destiny? Will it be a new feat Or just another breathe I entered the castle where she was Walking up the stairs thus Fearing my future, praying my own god I allege I will succeed Otherwise I’ll reap the seeds For what I prayed it is ahead I feel my soul is made of led Cause Now I see how evil The dark princess was Oh, dreamland where are you!? How could I be such a fool That I couldn’t see the truth Oh, inside she is so rude… I was so wrong about it all And the only one to blame is my soul Because I was blind for the world of mine All what was good now is just a shrine She was sitting there drinking bloody wine Paying no attention to the heart of mine Farewell my dark princess-I cry You know that I don’t care if I live or die Into the Eden of depression I fly And nobody will know about my fate Because for it-it is too late Into the lava now I fade My soul’s flying over led Disappeared-couldn’t be blamed Cause SOULFLY I was named!!! Poslepis: Never care about anything Cause nothing cares about you…. -------------------- "Hayley, take this piercing off your nose! Your face must be metal-free, just like every good radiostation! Stan Smith
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