Κιεγαμώ τους Stixoi.

Re mlk afou eimaste kai oi 2 ai ar si den erxese prv na ta poume?Kalytero apo to na kanoume postz san tous mlks...


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oxi.

eimai pontios.

ayth h gnwsh prepei na moirazetai.

:disco:

rince den eimai sigouros an pethane toso palia.de thymamai tora pote akrivos vgike to kouarteto ton stoixeion,alla exo tin entyposi oti einai poly palio album.sto tei eixan paiksei os vavylona,ta meli itan ta arxika,me tin prosthiki enos kitharista kai enos tragoudisti.tespa.

oi vavylona gamane kai pleon to gyrisan sto hradcore kai gamane perissotero

anyway

telika pethane meta to kouarteto, malakies thymomouna.

np Isis - Relocation Swarm

Rage for Order kai ksero psomi!!opoios exei katalavei ti paizoun ta paidia se ayton as steilei ena mnm!!

I am the beat of your pulse
The computer word made flesh
We are one you and I
We are versions of the same
When you can see what I feel
Don't turn your back on me
Or you might find that your dreams
Are only program cards

Your mind is open for me
Open for intake of all propaganda
Your Eyes see now what to see
My eyes see only the programs you give me

I'll teach you to laugh and to cry
They're really the same you'll see
All of the why's in your life
Are under my control
Feed me more lines
I will try to tell you all I can
Before the light you must know what lies
Behind my screams

I can't tell you all I know
Am I the son that you've always been wanting
There's more to me than what shows
Are you my father
The one that was promised

Hush now, I'll give all you need to know
and pre-live your dreams for you
You're a good boy

Freedom belongs only to those
Without video screens
For eyes and mouth

You have no voice
To be heard my son
No one can hear when you're
Screaming in Digital

I'm not your slave
You can't control my emotions
No Father, please let me keep learning

Can't you see I'm human
Can't you tell

I'm not your slave
Oh Father no
Please don't keep me from dreaming
Oh can't someone hear

proskyno._

warlord 8eiko avatar
8eikoi stixoi,fixxxer,hetfield

Yeah
Dolls of voodoo all stuck with pins
One for each of us and our sins
So you lay us in a line
Push your pins in make us humble
Only you can tell in time
If we fall or merely stumble
But tell me
Can you heal what father's done
Or fix this hole in a mother's son
Can you heal the broken worlds within
Can you strip away so we may start again
Tell me can you heal what father's done
Or cut this rope and let us run
Just when all seems fine and I'm pain free
You jab another pin
Jab another pin in me
Yeah
Mirror, mirror upon the wall
Break the spell or become the doll
See you sharpening the pins
So the holes will remind us
We're just the toys in the hands of another
And in time the needles turn from shine to rust
But tell me
Can you heal what father's done
Or fix this hole in a mother's son
Can you heal the broken worlds within
Can you strip away so we may start again
Tell me, can you heal what father's done
Or cut this rope and let us run
Just when all seems fine and I'm pain free
You jab another pin
Jab another pin in me
Jab it
Blood for face
Sweat for dirt
Three X's for the stone
To break this curse
A ritual's due
I believe I'm not alone
Shell of shotgun
Pint of gin
Numb us up to shield the pins
Renew our faith
Which way we can
To fall in love with life again
To fall in love with life again
To fall in love with life again
To fall in love
To fall in love
To fall in love with life again
So tell me
Can you heal what father's done
Or fix this hole in a mother's son
Can you heal the broken worlds within
Can you strip away so we may start again
Yeah, tell me, can you heal what father's done
Or cut this rope and let us run
Just when all seems fine and I'm pain free
You jab another pin
Jab another pin in me
Oh yeah
No more pins in me, yeah
No more, no more pins in me
No more, no more pins in me
No more, no more, no more
No, no, no

And the fragment remains, of our memories and the shadows we made. With our hands deeper grey, came to mourn. All the colours of the dawn will this Journeyman's day, be his last.

Disconnected

I'm drowning, choking
Falling deeper into this
Black hole we call living
And I can't breathe
No connection
I scattered in the breeze
Living on memories


Awake

There's no one to take my blame
if they wanted to
There's nothing to keep me sane
and it's all the same to you
There's nowhere to set my aim
so I'm everywhere
Never come near me again
do you really think I need you

TWRA POU TA EBALA KAI TA AKOUSA EIMAI GIA PSOFO :|

I will
Lay me down
In a bunker
Underground
I won't let this happen to my children
Meet the real world coming out of your shell
With white elephants
Sitting ducks
I will
rise up

Little babies eyes.

tous stixous tou Eleanor Rigby twn Beatles vevaiws vevaiws. Einai oloi gamatoi alla parte ena refrainaki
All the lonely people, where do they all come from
All the lonely people,where do they all belong ...

milaei gia ti monaksia me polu wraio tropo. pigente deite to.eidika an to akousete kiolas einai H ANATRIXILA

eleanor rigby wearing the face that she keeps in the jar by the door,
who is it for?

ola ta lefta.

to neo dead soul tribe exei stixares.den 3erw,emena me kanane na pw "epitelous enas kallitexnhs pou exei KATI na pei"..endeiktika tsekarete ta some things you can't return kai i'm not waving

sumfwnaw, to dst exei *kai* apisteutous stixous