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    Stratovarius - Infinity

    Mother watch your children
    The iron fist of fear is ruling our lives
    It´s not too late to change the course
    We can make this world a better place to be in

    How much more do we want until we´re satisfied?
    What happens when we have what we want?
    Acquiring more, still there´s never enough
    We forget those who really are in need
    The end is near, or so they say
    Selling peace with guns

    Infinity - Where do we go from here?
    Infinity - Where do we go from here?
    Infinity - Where do we go?
    Infinity - Where do we go from here?

    Guns spitting (out the) message of peace everywhere
    Is it really that we don´t care?
    See mercenaries of fear selling love
    Telling salvation comes from above
    Arrogance and fear walking hand in hand
    We must see that there´s much more to life than this

    Mother see your children
    Make us understand and help us to find the way
    The answers lie inside
    They are locked inside to the vault of truth for us
    It´s time to spread the word around
    Be yourself and do what you want to do with your life
    Remember, you get just what you give
    You reap all what you sow
    You are in charge of your own life

    Infinity...

    You make your own way
    As long as you are here
    Find your place in life
    Make your dreams come true
    There´s so much more than this
    A million ways to live
    Unlock the door
    To the universe with love
    Free your soul

    Kommentar


      Ein Beispiel dafür, warum ich Gothic Metall liebe:

      Tristania - My Lost Lenore

      For thy promise bewailed
      by her raveneyes
      by her beauty and a scarlet sunrise
      May thy river bury her silvertears
      A fallen angel... enshrined in moonlit seas

      Leaving vitality
      so serene breeds my darkness
      Entreating winterwinds
      though I leave... I embrace thee

      Winternight
      conceal thy precious angellore
      I secrete my soul
      under thy wings of sorrow
      Dark I embrace thy eyes
      wander lost on life's narrow path
      I reveal my heart
      to this beauty dressed in dark Grieving raveneyes
      falls asleep with the sunrise
      Delightful midsummer breeze
      though I leave... I await thee

      Grant me thy last midsummer breeze
      May thou ascend from endless sleep
      ... my desire
      Dance me above thy moonlit seas
      Glance yearningly into the deep
      a cold and weary night

      Widwinternight
      Descending me like flakes of snow
      I embrace the cold
      for a life that morrows
      Dark I embrace thy heart
      Wanderer lost beyond veils of dawn
      I conceal thy loss
      enthralled in life yet still I mourn
      My lost Lenore...
      “Are these things really better than the things I already have? Or am I just trained to be dissatisfied with what I have now?”― Chuck Palahniuk, Lullaby
      They have nothing in their whole imperial arsenal that can break the spirit of one Irishman who doesn't want to be broken - Bobby Sands
      Christianity makes everyone have this mentality that escapism is a bad thing. You know "Don't run away from the real world - deal with it." Why ? Why should you have to suffer? - Marilyn Manson

      Kommentar


        Ein schon etwas ältereses Lied aus dem Film meiner Kindheit Watership down. Gesungen von Art Garfunkel. *träum*
        Ja, wunderschön Aber am besten als Medly mit:



        "All I Know" I bruise you, you bruise me
        We both bruise too easily, too easily to let it show
        I love you and that's all I know .

        All my plans have fallin' through,
        All my plans depend on you, depend on you to help them grow,
        I love you and that's all I know.

        When the singer's gone let the song go on...

        But the ending always comes at last,
        Endings always come too fast,
        They come too fast but they past too slow,
        I love you and that's all I know .

        When the singer's gone let the song go on,
        It's a fine line between the darkness and the dawn.
        They say in the darkest night there's a light beyond

        But the ending always comes at last,
        Endings always come too fast,
        They come too fast
        But they past too slow,
        I love you, and that's all I know.
        That's all I know, that's all I know.

        (auch von Artie )

        Kommentar


          Strike Anywhere - Infrared

          Are we running so far from facing the numbers who clash in an empty room
          for false visions we search and the reflections consume but the mirror is everyone's tomb
          what we'll find in the waste of time all these self hating days in the image maze
          losing sight of our roots in the empty shells where everyone fights themselves, selves
          everyone fights themselves, selves


          I'm tired of looking out from
          BLANK EYES
          I get so tired of waiting, tired of waiting
          OUTSIDE
          watching gridlock in the window
          BLANK EYES
          I get so tired of waiting, tired of waiting
          OUTSIDE
          another answer for our crimes
          and I get so tired of waiting for it
          to find the truth in everything rejected
          I get so tired of waiting, tired of waiting
          another day between the lines


          Rooftop to rooftop screaming out into the sky
          we fight the war inside us turning answers into questions
          through all this vanity we'll fight 'til soul rebuild
          fools gold what we had the symptoms of a world gone mad
          the world's lies, the masses cry, children's lives spent sewing up our cheap disquise
          losing sight of our roots in the cathode rays amnesia for the end of our days, days
          amnesia for the end of our days, days


          I'm tired of looking out from
          BLANK EYES
          I get so tired of waiting, tired of waiting
          OUTSIDE
          until it's nothing special
          BLANK EYES
          I get so tired of waiting, tired of waiting
          OUTSIDE
          another answer for our crimes
          and I get so tired of waiting for it
          to find the truth in everything rejected
          I get so tired of waiting, tired of waiting
          another day between the lines


          We're all gone dead what we reject [x3]


          Wake up everyone!
          blank eyes
          tired of waiting
          outside here I am
          blank eyes
          tired of waiting and tired of wasting it all away
          outside here I am

          P.S.: Vorallem das Video ist wirklich extremst geil...

          mfg
          Gorkon
          "There are those that look at things the way they are, and ask 'why?' I dream of things that never were, and ask 'why not?'" - Robert F. Kennedy

          Kommentar


            Ich liebe diesen Song, seit ich ihn bei LOST gehört habe.

            Wash Away
            Performed by Joe Purdy

            I got troubles, lord, but not today
            'Cause they're gonna wash away
            They're gonna wash away

            And I have sins, lord, but not today
            'Cause they're gonna wash away
            They're gonna wash away

            And I have friends, lord, but not today
            'Cause they done washed away
            They done washed away

            Lord, I've been crying alone
            I've been crying alone
            No, no more crying alone
            no, no more crying here.

            We get lonely, lord, but not today
            Cause we're gonna wash away
            We're gonna wash away

            I got troubles, lord, but not today
            Cause they're gonna wash away
            This old river's gonna take them away.

            "At the very least...my butt is warm." Last words ever spoken in Paragon City/ Justice

            Chroniken des Schreckens //Coming soon: The Oro Wingmen

            Kommentar


              Foreigner
              Jukebox hero (aka Boot Top Hero falls das hier jemandem etwas sagt...)

              Standing in the rain, with his head hung low
              Couldn't get a ticket, it was a sold out show
              Hear the roar of the crowd, he could picture the scene
              Put his ear to the wall, then like a distant scream
              He heard one guitar, just blew him away
              Saw stars in his eyes, and the very next day
              Bought a beat up six string in a secondhand store
              Didn't know how to play it, but he knew for sure
              That one guitar, felt good in his hands
              Didn't take long, to understand
              Just one guitar, slung way down low
              Was a one way ticket, only one way to go
              So he started rockin' ain't never gonna stop
              Gotta keep on rockin'
              Someday he's gonna make it to the top
              And be a JUKE BOX HERO got stars in his eyes
              He's a JUKE BOX HERO He took one guitar stars in his eyes
              JUKE BOX HERO he'll come alive tonight

              In a town without a name, in a heavy downpour
              Thought he passed his own shadow, by the backstage door
              Like a trip through the past, to that day in the rain'
              And that one guitar made his whole life change
              Now he needs to keep rockin' he just can't stop
              Gotta keep on rockin' that boy has got to stay on top
              And be a JUKE BOX HERO got stars in his eyes
              He's a JUKE BOX HERO stars in his eyes
              Yeah JUKE BOX HERO got stars in his eyes
              WITH THAT ONE GUITAR he'll come alive
              Come alive tonight
              Rettet die Bäume - Eßt mehr Biber!

              Kommentar


                21. Februar
                by L'Ame Immortelle

                Hineingepeitscht in eine Nacht
                Getaucht in stummes Rot
                Hier lieg' ich nun in meinen Tränen
                Lebendig oder tot?

                Du nahmst Dir alles, gabst mir nichts
                Mit einer fremden Kälte
                Du gabst mir nur den Todesstoss
                Der den Tag erhellte

                Das Licht des Wandels tat so weh
                Als es an meine Augen drang
                Doch Du gingst ohne zu zögern
                Und so verhallt der Stimme Klang

                Mit der ich mich fragend zu Dir wandte
                Um zu erfahren, warum
                Doch als Du den Raum verlassen hast
                Blieben Deine Lippen stumm

                Ich glaubte an uns, an unseren Traum
                Dass wir in Ewigkeit vereint
                Ich dacht` dies wäre auch Dein Wille
                Doch Du hast es verneint

                Ich liebte Dich aus voller Kraft
                Auch bis in alle Ewigkeit
                Ich denke, dass auch Du mich liebtest
                Doch nicht ganz so weit

                Du wolltest endlich frei sein
                Wie ein Blatt im Wind
                Ohne Rücksicht, ohne Zwang
                Wie ein kleines Kind?

                Du nahmst Dir was Du wolltest
                Doch ich blieb hier zurück
                Du wirst Deinen Weg beschreiten
                Und finden all Dein Glück

                Doch wohin soll jetzt ich mich wenden?
                Wohin wird mein Weg nun gehen?
                Was bleibt mir zwischen all den Trümmern
                Wie kann ich je verstehen?

                Meine Welt ist nun zerstört
                Eine Zukunft nicht mehr klar
                Ich starb an diesem Tag
                Im schönen Monat Februar
                ____________________________________________

                Stern
                by L´ame Immortelle

                Für dieses Welt da scheint mein Leben
                Von Schmerz und Leiden stets verschont
                Und niemand wagt es zu erahnen,
                Dass hier ein finst`rer Schatten wohnt

                Dass in der Hülle, die da scheint
                Als ob nur Freude ihr entspringt
                Ein schwarzes Loch stets um sich greift
                Eine Seel' um`s überleben ringt

                Doch irgendwo in finst`rer Nacht
                Scheint ein Stern für mich in seiner Pracht
                Er scheint für mich, für all mein Leid
                Und träumt wie ich von Geborgenheit

                Was ist es was mich dazu bringt
                Sobald Menschen mich umringen
                Und Wörter wie aus Strömen fließen
                In eine Rolle mich zu zwingen

                Das ist mein Leben und mein Fluch
                Ein Auge lacht, das andere weint
                Und mein Mund in Deinem Auge
                Immerfort zu lächeln scheint

                Doch irgendwo in finst`rer Nacht
                Scheint ein Stern für mich in seiner Pracht
                Er weint für mich, für all mein Leid
                Und träumt wie ich von Zärtlichkeit
                Zuletzt geändert von Narmora; 24.04.2005, 12:59.
                Ich breite meine Arme aus, empfange Dich, Komm an mein Herz // Ich heile Dich, lass einfach los und gib mir Deinen ganzen Schmerz // Renn einfach weg, lauf vor mir fort, lebe Dein Leben ohne mich // Wo immer Du auch hingehst, wartet meine Liebe schon auf Dich
                (ASP)

                Kommentar


                  Numb (by U2)


                  Don't move
                  Don't talk out-a time,
                  Don't think
                  Don't worry, everything's just fine
                  Just fine.

                  Don't grab
                  Don't clutch
                  Don't hope for too much
                  Don't breathe
                  Don't achieve
                  Don't grieve without leave.

                  Don't check, just balance on the fence
                  Don't answer
                  Don't ask
                  Don't try and make sense.

                  Don't whisper
                  Don't talk
                  Don't run if you can walk,
                  Don't cheat, compet
                  Don't miss the one beat.

                  Don't travel by train
                  Don't eat
                  Don't spill
                  Don't piss in the drain
                  Don't make a will.

                  Don't fill out any forms
                  Don't compensate
                  Don't cover
                  Don't crawl
                  Don't come around late
                  Don't hover at the gate

                  Don't take it on board
                  Don't fall on your sword
                  Just play another chord
                  If you feel you're getting bored

                  Don't change your brand
                  Don't listen to the band
                  Don't gape
                  Don't ape
                  Don't change your shape
                  Have another grape

                  Don't plead
                  Don't bridle
                  Don't shackle
                  Don't grind
                  Don't curve
                  Don't swerve
                  Don't lie, die, serve

                  Don't theorise, realise, polarise
                  Chance, dance, dismiss, apologise

                  Don't spy
                  Don't lie
                  Don't try
                  Imply
                  Detain
                  Explain
                  Start again

                  Don't triumph
                  Don't coax
                  Don't cling
                  Don't hoax
                  Don't freak
                  Peak
                  Don't leak
                  Don't speak

                  Don't project
                  Don't connect
                  Protect
                  Don't expect
                  Suggest

                  Don't project
                  Don't connect
                  Protect
                  Don't expect
                  Suggest

                  Don't struggle
                  Don't jerk
                  Don't collar
                  Don't work
                  Don't wish
                  Don't fish
                  Don't teach
                  Don't reach

                  Don't borrow
                  Don't break
                  Don't fence
                  Don't steal
                  Don't pass
                  Don't press
                  Don't try
                  Don't feel

                  Don't touch
                  Don't dive
                  Don't suffer
                  Don't rhyme
                  Don't fantasise
                  Don't rise
                  Don't lie

                  Don't project
                  Don't connect
                  Protect
                  Don't expect
                  Suggest

                  Don't project
                  Don't connect
                  Protect
                  Don't expect
                  Suggest
                  Tante²+²

                  Kommentar


                    delicate
                    by Damien Rice

                    we might kiss
                    when we are alone
                    when nobody’s watchin’
                    we might take it home
                    we might make out
                    when nobody's there
                    it's not that we're scared
                    it's just that it's delicate
                    so why d’ya fill my sorrow
                    with the words you've borrowed
                    from the only place you've known
                    why d’ya sing hallelujah
                    if it means nothin’ to ya
                    why d’ya sing with me at all?
                    we might live
                    like never before
                    when there's nothin’ to give
                    how can we ask for more?
                    we might make love
                    in some sacred place
                    that look on your face
                    is delicate
                    so why d’ya fill my sorrow
                    with the words you've borrowed
                    from the only place you've known
                    why d’ya sing hallelujah
                    if it means nothin’ to ya
                    why d’ya sing with me at all?

                    Ein wunderschöner Song, den ich das erste Mal bei Lost gehört habe und der so wundervollzu den gezeigten Bildern passte.

                    "At the very least...my butt is warm." Last words ever spoken in Paragon City/ Justice

                    Chroniken des Schreckens //Coming soon: The Oro Wingmen

                    Kommentar


                      Zitat von ArwenEvenstar
                      delicate
                      by Damien Rice

                      we might kiss
                      when we are alone
                      when nobody’s watchin’
                      we might take it home
                      we might make out
                      when nobody's there
                      it's not that we're scared
                      it's just that it's delicate
                      so why d’ya fill my sorrow
                      with the words you've borrowed
                      from the only place you've known
                      why d’ya sing hallelujah
                      if it means nothin’ to ya
                      why d’ya sing with me at all?
                      we might live
                      like never before
                      when there's nothin’ to give
                      how can we ask for more?
                      we might make love
                      in some sacred place
                      that look on your face
                      is delicate
                      so why d’ya fill my sorrow
                      with the words you've borrowed
                      from the only place you've known
                      why d’ya sing hallelujah
                      if it means nothin’ to ya
                      why d’ya sing with me at all?

                      Ein wunderschöner Song, den ich das erste Mal bei Lost gehört habe und der so wundervollzu den gezeigten Bildern passte.
                      Übrigens ein genials Album: "O" - vor allem "The Blower's Daughter":

                      And so it is
                      Just like you said it would be
                      Life goes easy on me
                      Most of the time
                      And so it is
                      The shorter story
                      No love, no glory
                      No hero in her sky

                      I can't take my eyes off of you
                      I can't take my eyes off you
                      I can't take my eyes off of you
                      I can't take my eyes off you
                      I can't take my eyes off you
                      I can't take my eyes...

                      And so it is
                      Just like you said it should be
                      We'll both forget the breeze
                      Most of the time
                      And so it is
                      The colder water
                      The blower's daughter
                      The pupil in denial

                      I can't take my eyes off of you
                      I can't take my eyes off you
                      I can't take my eyes off of you
                      I can't take my eyes off you
                      I can't take my eyes off you
                      I can't take my eyes...

                      Did I say that I loathe you?
                      Did I say that I want to
                      Leave it all behind?

                      I can't take my mind off of you
                      I can't take my mind off you
                      I can't take my mind off of you
                      I can't take my mind off you
                      I can't take my mind off you
                      I can't take my mind...
                      My mind...my mind...
                      'Til I find somebody new
                      Christianity: The belief that some cosmic Jewish zombie can make you live forever if you symbolically eat his flesh and telepathically tell him that you accept him as your master, so he can remove an evil force from your soul that is present in humanity because a rib-woman was convinced by a talking snake to eat from a magical tree.
                      Makes perfect sense.

                      Kommentar


                        Bella Ciao


                        1. Eines Morgens, in aller Frühe, o bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao, eines Morgens, in aller Frühe trafen wir auf unser’n Feind.

                        2. Partisanen, kommt, nehmt mich mit euch, o bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao, Partisanen, kommt, nehmt mich mit euch denn ich fühl’, der Tod ist nah.

                        3. Wenn ich sterbe, oh ihr Genossen, o bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao, wenn ich sterbe, oh ihr Genossen, bringt mich dann zur letzten Ruh’!

                        4. In den Schatten der kleinen Blume, o bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao, in den Schatten der kleinen Blume, in die Berge bringt mich dann!

                        5. Und die Leute, die geh’n vorüber, o bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao, und die Leute, die geh’n vorüber, seh’n die kleine Blume steh’n.

                        6. Diese Blume, so sagen alle, o bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao, ist die Blume des Partisanen, der für uns’re Freiheit starb.
                        Möp!

                        Kommentar


                          Und hier noch einmal die wesentlich schönere Orginalversion:

                          Bella Ciao

                          1. Una mattina mi sono svegliato,
                          O bella ciao, bella ciao,
                          Bella ciao, ciao, ciao,
                          Una mattina mi sono svegliato,
                          E ho trovato l'invasor.

                          2. O partigiano portami via,
                          O bella ciao, bella ciao,
                          Bella ciao, ciao, ciao,
                          O partigiano portami via,
                          Che mi sento di morir.

                          3. E so io muoio da partigiano,
                          O bella ciao, bella ciao,
                          Bella ciao, ciao, ciao,
                          E so io muoio da partigiano,
                          Tu mi devi seppellir.
                          4. Mi seppellisci lassù in montagna
                          O bella ciao, bella ciao,
                          Bella ciao, ciao, ciao,
                          Mi seppelisci lassù in montagna
                          Sotto l'ombra di un bel fior.

                          5. Tutte le genti che passeranno
                          O bella ciao, bella ciao,
                          Bella ciao, ciao, ciao,
                          Tutte le genti che passeranno
                          Mi diranno «che bel fior!».

                          6. E questo è il fiore del partigiano
                          O bella ciao, bella ciao,
                          Bella ciao, ciao, ciao,
                          E questo è il fiore del partigiano
                          Morto per la Liberta.
                          Möp!

                          Kommentar


                            In den staubigen Archiven der Punk-Geschichte gefunden (schade nur, dass die Jungs nur noch 2 Revival-Konzerte geben aber vielleicht raffen sie sich nochmal wieder auf...)

                            No Fun at All - Celestial Q&A


                            Life becomes so easy when I look into the stars
                            Trust me I'm the only one who knows you,
                            I've done your chart
                            I'm not just pretending. It's a scientific fact
                            You just need to follow me,
                            You don't have to understand

                            I can promise you the time of your life
                            Searching the Zodiac for any reply
                            I can promise you the time of your life
                            Searching the Zodiac the stars never lie

                            Asking all the questions that you never even had
                            Guiding you to places
                            where you will be forever glad
                            So don't hesitate too long, my time is not for free
                            Empty all your pockets
                            and we're off on an endless spree

                            I can promise you the time of your life
                            Searching the Zodiac for any reply
                            I can promise you the time of your life
                            Searching the Zodiac the stars never lie

                            I can show you what's concealed in the sky
                            but you have to put your trust in my hands
                            I can show you what's concealed in the sky
                            but you have to put your trust in my hands

                            I can turn your life around
                            I can turn your life around
                            I can turn your life around
                            I can turn your life around

                            I can promise you the time of your life
                            Searching the Zodiac for any reply
                            I can promise you the time of your life
                            Searching the Zodiac the stars never lie

                            I can promise you the time of your life
                            Searching the Zodiac for any reply
                            I can promise you the time of your life
                            Searching the Zodiac the stars never lie
                            "There are those that look at things the way they are, and ask 'why?' I dream of things that never were, and ask 'why not?'" - Robert F. Kennedy

                            Kommentar


                              Cradle of Filth - Nymphetamine

                              Laid to the river
                              Midsummer, I waved
                              A "V" of black swans
                              On with hope to the grave
                              And through Red September
                              With skies fire-paved
                              I begged you appear
                              Like a thorn for the holy ones

                              Cold was my soul
                              Untold was the pain
                              I faced when you left me
                              A rose in the rain....
                              So I swore to the razor
                              That never, enchained
                              Would your dark nails of faith
                              Be pushed through my veins again

                              Bared on your tomb
                              I'm a prayer for your loneliness
                              And would you ever soon
                              Come above onto me?
                              For once upon a time
                              On the binds of your holiness
                              I could always find the slot for your sacred key

                              Six feet deep is the incision
                              In my heart, that barless prison
                              Discoulours all with tunnel vision

                              Sunsetter...
                              Nymphetamine

                              Sick and weak from my condition
                              This lust, this vampyric addiction
                              To Her alone in full submission

                              None better...
                              Nymphetamine

                              Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine...
                              Nymphetamine girl.

                              Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine...
                              My Nymphetamine girl.

                              Wicked with your charm
                              I'm circled like prey
                              Back in the forest
                              Were whispers persuade
                              More sugar trails
                              More white lady laid
                              Than pillars of salt...
                              (keeping Sodom at at bay)

                              Fold to my arms
                              Hold their mesmeric away
                              And dance out to the moon
                              As we did in those golden days

                              Christening stars
                              I remember the way
                              We were needle and spoon
                              Mislaid in the burning hay

                              Bared on your tomb
                              I'm a prayer for your loneliness
                              And would you ever soon
                              Come above onto me?
                              For once upon a time
                              On the bind of your holiness
                              I could always find the slot for your sacred key

                              Six feet deep is the incision
                              In my heart, that barless prison
                              Discoulours all with tunnel vision

                              Sunsetter...
                              Nymphetamine

                              Sick and weak from my condition
                              This lust, this vampyric addiction
                              To Her alone in full submission

                              None better...
                              Nymphetamine

                              Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine...
                              Nymphetamine girl.

                              Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine...
                              My Nymphetamine girl.
                              “Are these things really better than the things I already have? Or am I just trained to be dissatisfied with what I have now?”― Chuck Palahniuk, Lullaby
                              They have nothing in their whole imperial arsenal that can break the spirit of one Irishman who doesn't want to be broken - Bobby Sands
                              Christianity makes everyone have this mentality that escapism is a bad thing. You know "Don't run away from the real world - deal with it." Why ? Why should you have to suffer? - Marilyn Manson

                              Kommentar


                                Eine wunderschöne Ballade von Green Day:


                                Green Day - Good Riddance


                                Another turning point
                                A fork stuck in the road
                                Time grabs you by the wrist
                                Directs you where to go
                                So make the best of this test
                                And don’t ask why
                                It’s not a question
                                But a lesson learned in time
                                It’s something unpredictable
                                But in the end is right
                                I hope you had the time of your life

                                So take the photographs
                                And still frames in your mind
                                Hang it on a shelf of
                                Good health and good time
                                Tattoos of memories
                                And dead skin on trial
                                For what it’s worth
                                It was worth all the while
                                It’s something unpredictable
                                But in the end is right
                                I hope you had the time of your life

                                It’s something unpredictable
                                But in the end is right
                                I hope you had the time of your life

                                It’s something unpredictable
                                But in the end is right
                                I hope you had the time of your life
                                “Are these things really better than the things I already have? Or am I just trained to be dissatisfied with what I have now?”― Chuck Palahniuk, Lullaby
                                They have nothing in their whole imperial arsenal that can break the spirit of one Irishman who doesn't want to be broken - Bobby Sands
                                Christianity makes everyone have this mentality that escapism is a bad thing. You know "Don't run away from the real world - deal with it." Why ? Why should you have to suffer? - Marilyn Manson

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