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My Mission will save the World.
But I'm still chasing time.
Vanity...definitely my favourite sin.
Η ραπ, το ρυζι, τα 7 αδελφια και αλλα 7 μυστικα.-
The rest is just
score katw de3ia,
auto mono tipota allo
Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I
ο ορισμος του κομπλεξισμου
o oρισμός του: μπερδεύω τα αθλήματα.
The future teaches you to be alone
The present to be afraid and cold
So if I can shoot rabbits
Then I can shoot fascists
Bullets for your brain today
But we'll forget it all again
Monuments put from pen to paper
Turns me into a gutless wonder
O orismos tou oti ta pokemon einai skatokomplexares
prwta efyge o kokkalhs.
o saras ypegrapse ston pao.
to teliko xtyphma htan o ellhniadhs.
o gabros pleon den mporei na prosferei allh xara sta agaphmena sas pokemon.oute o giannakhs,oute o aggelopoulos einai antipa8htikoi.
an toulaxiston pernate ton lakovic na xe ena endiaferon...
MORTUARY DRAPE - INTO THE DRAPE LP 1STPRESS 1992 decapitated records 130E
γύρισε ο Τόμιτς όμως. κάτι δεν είναι και αυτό..?
The future teaches you to be alone
The present to be afraid and cold
So if I can shoot rabbits
Then I can shoot fascists
Bullets for your brain today
But we'll forget it all again
Monuments put from pen to paper
Turns me into a gutless wonder
kati einai.tosa lefta dinete ston tsakalidh dn mporousate na krathsete kai ton ellhniadh na tou leme gia thn par8ena thn tsatsara tou na kanoume ligo tzertzelo bre aderfe?
paylara pare ton ellhniadh sthn omada.
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na ton kanoume kadro kai ayton(ane) mazi me ton taso ton mhtropoulo.
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MORTUARY DRAPE - INTO THE DRAPE LP 1STPRESS 1992 decapitated records 130E
Elliniadis sto vazelo!!!!axaxaxaxaxaxa!!!!poly thelw na to dw auto!!!!
MALAKA trelos xavales omws!!!!
Remembrance of Things Past
I swarm deserted away, like glass...
Warm, and as fevers,
I am as flame.
I am death...
For I, I weave our blasphemies...
Wicthes painted me,
Like the mysteries created me...
Like where the poets breathe,
I were woven into blasphemies.
να τον πάρει ο παυλοσοθεός και να τον κάνει την official μασκότ σας.
(έτσι κι αλλιώς αυτή που έχετε είναι άθλια - λες και έχει πάθει πυρηνικό ατύχημα στην μούρη!)
The future teaches you to be alone
The present to be afraid and cold
So if I can shoot rabbits
Then I can shoot fascists
Bullets for your brain today
But we'll forget it all again
Monuments put from pen to paper
Turns me into a gutless wonder
Blood for all tears shed
And Fire for hate
Death for what shall become
All false ones fate
έλα, εσύ το έφτιαξες, δεν παίζει.
χα
και ομως ειναι πραγματικο
I swear on tomorrow, if you take this chance
Our lives are this moment, the music - the dance
And here in this labyrinth of lost mysteries
I close my eyes on this night and you're all that I see