Видео-запись: Amatory - Осколки |
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Осколки Стекла - Бросай в душу осколки Метки - вгоняй под кожу иголки Пена - синем огнем растворится Боль к сердцу стремится. Да я разбиваюсь разбиваясь Звуки шагов за спиной играют Это секунды сгорают Последний шанс оставляют Кто здесь разрывает корни... Хватай осколки моего стекла Стекай тенью моего зла Жизнь тает под снегом. |
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Видео-запись: System Of A Down - Making Of Toxicity |
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Метки: музыка |
Видео-запись: S.O.A.D. - Spiders |
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The piercing radiant moon, The storming of poor June, All the life running through her hair, Approaching guiding light, Our shallow years in fright, Dreams are made winding through my head, Through my head, Before you know, Awake, Your lives are open wide, The V-chip gives them sight, All the life running through her hair, The spiders all in tune, The evening of the moon, Dreams are made winding through my head, Through my head, Before you know, Awake Through my head, Before you know, Before you know I will be waiting all awake, Dreams are made winding through her hair, Dreams are made winding through her hair . D-Devil Plagiarized existence exist, Among the writers of the word, Shake your spear at Shakespeare, Shake your spear at Shakespeare, Loud and noisy, Strong refrigerators, Gaining independence, Gaining independence, Stupid people do stupid things, Smart people outsmart each other, Then themselves, then themselves, Then themselves, then themselves, Take me down there, Photographic relapse, People feeding frenzy, The devil is so lovely, My blue moon rivets in exits, Forewarned customary spirits, By myself, by myself, By myself, by myself, Take me down there, Photographic relapse, People feeding frenzy, The devil is so lovely, Take me down there, Photographic relapse, People feeding frenzy, The devil is so lovely. |
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Метки: музыка |
Видео-запись: S.O.A.D. - Toxicity |
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Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub, Eating seeds as a past time activity, The toxicity of our city, of our city, New, what do you own the world? How do you own disorder, disorder, Now, somewhere between the sacred silence, Sacred silence and sleep, Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep, Disorder, disorder, disorder. More wood for their fires, loud neighbors, Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck, Eating seeds as a past time activity, The toxicity of our city, of our city, New, what do you own the world? How do you own disorder, disorder, Now, somewhere between the sacred silence, Sacred silence and sleep, Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep, Disorder, disorder, disorder. New, what do you own the world? How do you own disorder, disorder, Now, somewhere between the sacred silence, Sacred silence and sleep, Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep, Disorder, disorder, disorder. When I became the sun, I shone life into the man's hearts, When I became the sun, I shone life into the man's hearts. |
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Видео-запись: S.O.A.D. - Boom |
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I'm walking through your streets Where all your money's earning Where all your buildings crying And clueless neckties working Revolving fake lawn houses Housing all your fears Desensitized by T.V. Overbearing advertising God of consumers And all your crooked pictures looking good Mirrors filtering information through the public eye Designed for profit sharing Your neighbor, what a guy Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom, Every time you drop a bomb You kill the god your child has born Boom, Boom, Boom, Modern globalization Coupled with condemnations Unnecessary death Matador corporations Puppeting your frustrations with a blinded flag Manufacturing consent is the name of the game The bottom line is money nobody gives a fuck 4000 hungry children Leave us per hour from starvation While billions are spent on bombs Creating death showers Boom, Boom, Boom, Every time you drop a bomb You kill the god your child has born Boom, Boom, Boom, Every time you drop a bomb You kill the god your child has born Boom, Boom, Boom, Every time you drop a bomb You kill the god your child has born Why must we kill our own child? Boom, Boom, Boom, Every time you drop a bomb You kill the god your child has born Boom, Boom, Boom, Every time you drop a bomb You kill the god your child has born Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom Every time you drop the bomb |
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