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Необычные контактные линзы |
Новомодный аксессуар, которым можно легко выделиться, это контактные линзы, а, учитывая разнообразие их всевозможных вариантов, говорить об уходе моды на них, не приходится.
Большая галерея изображения различных видов контактных линз не стандартного дизайна.
В продолжение моего размышления выкладываю аргумент в пользу линз)))
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Аудио-запись: Cradle_of_filth - Temptation |
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Аудио-запись: Cradle of Filth - "Gilded Cunt" |
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Аудио-запись: Cradle of Filth - "Tearing the Veil From Grace" |
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Аудио-запись: Cradle of Filth - "Cthulhu Dawn" |
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Аудио-запись: Cradle Of Filth - "Sleepless"(Anathema cover) |
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Аудио-запись: The Ghost In The Fog - Cradle Of Filth |
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Аудио-запись: Gothic Romance (Red Roses For The Devil\\\'s Whore) - Cradle Of Filth |
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Аудио-запись: Cradle of Filth - "Beauty Slept In Sodom" |
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Аудио-запись: The Ghost In The Fog - Cradle Of Filth |
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The Moon, she hangs like a cruel portrait soft winds whisper the bidding of trees as this tragedy starts with a shattered glass heart and the Midnightmare trampling of dreams But on, no tears please Fear and pain may accompany Death But it is desire that shepherds it's certainty as We shall see..." She was divinity's creature That kissed in cold mirrors A Queen of Snos Far beyond compare Lips attuned to symmetry Sought Her everywhere Dark liqoured eyes An Arabian nightmare... She shone on watercolours Of my pondlife as pearl Until those who couldn't have Her Cut Her free of this World That fateful Eve when... The trees stank of sunset and camphor Their lanterns chased phantoms and threw An imquisitive glance, like the shadows they cast On my love picking rue by the light of the moon Putting reason to flight Or to death as their way They crept through woods mesmerized By the taffeta Ley Of Her hips that held sway Over all they surveyed Save a mist on the rise (A deadly blessing to hide) Her ghost in the fog They raped left... (Five men of God) ...Her ghost in the fog Dawn discovered Her there Beneath the Cedar's stare Silk dress torn, Her raven hair Flown to gown Her beauty bared Was starred with frost, I knew Her lost I wept 'til tears crept back to prayer She'd sworn Me vows in fragrant blood "Never to part Lest jealous Heaven stole our hearts" Then this I screamed: "Come back to Me I was born in love with thee So why should fate stand inbetween?" And as I drowned Her gentle curves With dreams unsaid and final words I espied a gleam trodden to earth The Church bell tower key... The village mourned her by the by For She'd been a witch their Men had longed to try And I broke under Christ seeking guilty signs My tortured soul on ice A Queen of snow Far beyond compare Lips attuned to symmetry Sought Her everywhere Trappistine eyes An Arabian nightmare... She was Ersulie possessed Of a milky white skin My porcelain Yin A graceful Angel of Sin And so for Her... The breeze stank of sunset and camphor My lantern chased Her phantom and blew Their Chapel ablaze and all locked in to a pain Best reserved for judgement that their bible construed... Putting reason to flight Or to flame unashamed I swept form cries Mesmerized By the taffeta Ley Or Her hips that held sway Over all those at bay Save a mist on the rise A final blessing to hide Her ghost in the fog And I embraced Where lovers rot... Her ghost in the fog Her ghost in the fog |
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Аудио-запись: Cradle of filth Scorched Earth Erotica |
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