I don't regret dying for you, I don't regret dying for me, I wouldn't regret dying for you, I wouldn't regret dying for me, so why not try it?
In a world full of nightmares where the only hope is taken away, what do you live for?
I wouldn't regret dying for no one, I wouldn't regret dying at all, so why not try it?
In a life full of suffering where the only relief is taken away, why live at all?
I'll pull the pain out of my head, pull it out of my heart and add it to my wrist, the only place where I can't feel.
Sonntag, 27. März 2011
Samstag, 16. Oktober 2010
Donnerstag, 14. Oktober 2010
LET ME OUT
This song depicts what made me love VK music. It couldn't be any better....
The wishes I've made were already too late
Before I knew I could do it
I'm already...broken
LET ME OUT
She's crying crying
She's crying crying
LET ME OUT
Never expected such emotion from Miyavi. He is a great artist indeed.
The wishes I've made were already too late
Before I knew I could do it
I'm already...broken
LET ME OUT
She's crying crying
She's crying crying
LET ME OUT
Never expected such emotion from Miyavi. He is a great artist indeed.
Freitag, 8. Oktober 2010
STOP
On Oct. 9th - upcoming saturday - Nazis will use our city as a platform to spread their hateful and humiliating messages. AGAIN.
AGAIN our state has failed to stop people that should have been stopped long time ago, just because the freedom of assembly counts more that millions of dead.
Stand up for your rights and gather at the Schuttberg and 12 o'clock.
AGAIN our state has failed to stop people that should have been stopped long time ago, just because the freedom of assembly counts more that millions of dead.
Stand up for your rights and gather at the Schuttberg and 12 o'clock.
Samstag, 25. September 2010
LOVE
Imagine...
A room, small space in comparision to the greatness of the earth...
Heat. Cool, if thinking of the fire's heat...
Noise. Screaming...shouting....yelling, crying, singing....such tiny sounds.
Yet so meaningfull.
A crowd, driven by energy..pure, sinful energy rushing through their bodies.
Flesh on flesh. Breathing. Heat.
Blood.
Rough passion....strong, sinful, endlessly pleasing...
Beauty.
Echoing sounds....music. Repeating the hate, the anger, the love, the fear, the willing to LIVE over and over again.
Screaming out your emotions
A glare out of hungry, shivery eyes, crashing into some other person's gloomy eyes.
Light it up.
Smile.
Jump.
motto
Look at me.
Just imagine
Goodbye
I love you.
A room, small space in comparision to the greatness of the earth...
Heat. Cool, if thinking of the fire's heat...
Noise. Screaming...shouting....yelling, crying, singing....such tiny sounds.
Yet so meaningfull.
A crowd, driven by energy..pure, sinful energy rushing through their bodies.
Flesh on flesh. Breathing. Heat.
Blood.
Rough passion....strong, sinful, endlessly pleasing...
Beauty.
Echoing sounds....music. Repeating the hate, the anger, the love, the fear, the willing to LIVE over and over again.
Screaming out your emotions
A glare out of hungry, shivery eyes, crashing into some other person's gloomy eyes.
Light it up.
Smile.
Jump.
motto
Look at me.
Just imagine
Goodbye
I love you.
Donnerstag, 23. September 2010
the day of all days
http://maniasixty-nine.livejournal.com/6207.html
This post actually says everything.
Last preparations have been made or are a bout to be made. A feeling starts to grow, and it's the optimistic feeling that somehow with a bit of luck everything we hope for will work out.
I can't wait anymore~♪
Just let me be...no dirty tricks.....
This post actually says everything.
Last preparations have been made or are a bout to be made. A feeling starts to grow, and it's the optimistic feeling that somehow with a bit of luck everything we hope for will work out.
I can't wait anymore~♪
Just let me be...no dirty tricks.....
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