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Создан: 17.04.2008
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MISERY IS THERE NO END TO THIS TRAGEDY, HOW MANY TEARS? THIS DARKEST TIME LAUGHS AT DIVINITY THIS DARKEST TIME LAUGHS AT YOUR FEARS

Плохо....

Среда, 14 Мая 2008 г. 16:50 + в цитатник
Нет никого....рядом нет никого....бесят люди....иногда хочется топором всех не глядя....а иногда бывает часто....а вместо этого сжимаю кулаки и сдерживаю слёзы....

Тот самый мир...другими глазами - новая серия фотографий в фотоальбоме

Среда, 14 Мая 2008 г. 16:38 + в цитатник

я - новая серия фотографий в фотоальбоме

Среда, 14 Мая 2008 г. 16:34 + в цитатник

Аудио-запись: Bathory- Flash Of The Silverhammer

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Воскресенье, 20 Апреля 2008 г. 20:03 (ссылка) +поставить ссылку
Файл удален из-за ошибки в конвертации THE_TROOPER Первоисточник записи Storm clouds are forming : darkening the sky
the wind gather speed up the mountains
along the horizon : lightning strikes
then the deafening rumble of thunder

Rain beat against my face
quench the thirst of mother earth
the wind in my hair
behold the flash of the silver hammer

Shadows across the land : all clad in grey
the waves raging wild along the shoreline
cutting through black clouds : a finger of fire
bonding the earth with the heavens

Mighty : the wind of storm
forks of lightning lacerates dark sky
from within : the clouds : ablaze
by the flash of the silver hammer

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Аудио-запись: Bathory - Liberty & Justice

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Воскресенье, 20 Апреля 2008 г. 20:02 (ссылка) +поставить ссылку
Файл удален из-за ошибки в конвертации Металлические_дневники Первоисточник записи Youngsters prostitute themselves
It's all part of the game
Walking up and down the pavements
That bears both stars and names

Automatic fire
Sacred amendment guarantees
To kill or be killed is yuor own business
So fire as you please

Liberty & Justice

Crack the substitute for new highs
The hooker and the gunman
Barely more than a fucking child

And up the fucking hills
Silicon mummies by their pools
Sips their fucking drinks
And smile over their preserved youths

Liberty & Justice

I pledge allegiance in God we trust
Down the hood and up Wall Street
From the church and trough the school rooms
The decieve is but complete

Mr. Smith and family sits still
And pray over their fucking apple pie
And down the ghetto the law enforcement
Accidentally guns down another child

Liberty & Justice

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Аудио-запись: Bathory - The Lake

Воскресенье, 20 Апреля 2008 г. 19:59 + в цитатник
Файл удален из-за ошибки в конвертации By a lake in an open part of the Eternal Woods...
Noon...

"The one eyed old man had told him of a lake. Its bottom uniting with the end of the universe, Fall into it and there is no return. To reach its bottom will take a thousand generations. When this world was anew, the one eyed old man, then a young wanderer, hidden behind a tree, had overheard two gods speak as they walked by. All the knowledge of all worlds, old and new, was kept safe in a lake in a part of the Eternal Woods. The one eyed old man had found the lake after having taken away by a magical blizzard. Throwing his left eye into its black water he had gained not only all the gathered knowledge of all the worlds. He had also been granted the sight into the future. Set to find this lake, the young man mounts his stallion. Riding with the speed of the winds high in the sky, he all of a sudden sees the sun reflected in a lake. Standing by it, he throws both of his eyes into the depths. Now he will not need to stare down the beast on the day of The Battle.
Now he had gained supreme vision offering his eyes to The Lake..."

The one eyed old man told me that the face that I will see
Has paralysed a thousand brave men sure of victory
I cannot fight blindfolded and I'd freeze if I should see.
So I need to sacrifice my eyes to see all from within.

The one eyed old man told me of a lake that no-one knows of.
where the end of the sky unites with the bottom countless feet down deep
And he told me when this world was young into it's depths his eye he had thrown
So that though one eyed, he could see more than can be seen.

I'll throw my eyes into the lake.
So that I will see from within
I'll throw my eyes into the lake
And when blind I will still see.

At the bottom of the lake.
My two eyes will shine like the stars
At the bottom of the lake
I will see no matter how near or far
Regardless at which speed my horse
takes me through the night
No matter how sharp the blade of my sword seems to be.
Even with the aid of two pair of eyes way up high
In the end before the Beast, it's face I would have had to see.

But with my two eyes in the depths my vision is supreme
I see all things that can't be seen
but not my hand that is held out in front of me.
The face that makes me freeze
I now need not see at all.
I'll feel the presence of the Beast.
but will not need stare him down no more.

I've thrown my eyes into the lake.
So that I will see from within
I've throw my eyes into the lake
And now when blind I still see.

At the bottom of the lake.
My two eyes are shining like the stars
At the bottom of the lake
I now see no matter how near or far

Аудио-запись: Bathory - Gods Of Thunder Of Wind And Of Rain

Воскресенье, 20 Апреля 2008 г. 19:53 + в цитатник
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Gods Of Thunder Of Wind And Of Rain

The Highlands...
Early morning hours...

"Heading north. Sitting upon his majestic eight-legged white stallion. His sword slung on his back. Sensing his feathered friends way up high. Seeing all they see. Feeling all they feel. Though the sun has just cut the horizon in the east to bring a new day, the shadows now seem to grow mightier for each passage in these mountains. Riding into a thick mist, his senses alert. Distorted voices in the shadows whispering to him. Taunting him. He knows his mission. He knows the powers and the magic he birngs with him as he rides trough the valley of death, where time and space have ceased to exist. The eyes of the unseen are upon him. The spirits of his fathers long time gone riding next to him.
And the hearts of the Gods of Thunder of Wind and of Rain..."

Creator of life. Guardian of the dead.
Goddess of battle and war,
All of ye watch me. My sword by my side.
Proudly I sit on my horse.

And I wait for the sign in the sky to appear.
telling me that the moment has come
For me to ride beyond the edge of this world
into the realms where the shadows are strong

Gods of Thunder of Wind and of Rain
Valkyries my soul is yours should I fail.
Let my beheaded and battered corpse lay
and take me where you bring all nordsmen slain.

Gods of Thunder of Wind and of Rain.
Hugin and Munin my eyes in the sky.
Heart of mine thrown in the pit of the snake
I will not need no heart where I go should I die.

Realms of the shadows bring me no fear
I may stand or be beaten and torn
The mountains will stand. But the life of a man
was decided long before he was born.

Leaving the plains where my ancestors hunted
for meat and for hides against the cold.
Here the fire was tamed. Here our sword were made.
And here the elders amazing takes told

I ride into land few have seen or returned from
to tell of it's bleakness and dark
I see nothing but mist and the mountains so tall
I can't tell them and the sky apart

Gods of Thunder of Wind and of Rain
Valkyries my soul is yours should I fail.
Let my beheaded and battered corpse lay
and take me where you bring all nordsmen slain.

Gods of Thunder of Wind and of Rain,
Hugin and Munin my eyes in the sky.
Heart of mine thrown in the pit of the snake
I will not need no heart where I go, should I die.

Realms of the shadows bring me no fear
I may stand or be beaten and torn
The mountains will stand. But the life of a man
was decided long before he was born.

Gods of Thunder of Wind and of Rain
Valkyries my soul is yours should I fail.
Let my beheaded and battered corpse lay
and take me where you bring all nordsmen slain.

Gods of Thunder of Wind and of Rain.
Hugin and Munin my eyes in the sky.
Heart of mine thrown in the pit of the snake
I will not need a heart where I go, should I die.

Аудио-запись: 1000 funerals - Igneous Lips

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Суббота, 19 Апреля 2008 г. 20:51 (ссылка) +поставить ссылку

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Аудио-запись: Graven - Intro

Четверг, 17 Апреля 2008 г. 19:34 + в цитатник
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Четверг, 17 Апреля 2008 г. 19:32 + в цитатник
Дыр хватило на весь мир...
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