simera meta apo poluuuuu kairo exei mpala me coroner k ghoul
o once emperor apodeixthike flwros gia alli mia fora
simera meta apo poluuuuu kairo exei mpala me coroner k ghoul
o once emperor apodeixthike flwros gia alli mia fora
Poverty, depression, power and despair Conditioned inside and out to the point of no return by a world not crafted by hands of our own yet still we march in step to the cadence of its irregular beatThe damage has been done- irreparable and all-encompassingNature is as archaic word that could never explain this mess Worlds become obsolete like ideas and they won’t have to burn the booksWHEN NOONE READS THEM ANYWAY!
Ετοιμασου να φας τη πουτσουλα μου.
Мама Люба давай, давай, давай
Poverty, depression, power and despair Conditioned inside and out to the point of no return by a world not crafted by hands of our own yet still we march in step to the cadence of its irregular beatThe damage has been done- irreparable and all-encompassingNature is as archaic word that could never explain this mess Worlds become obsolete like ideas and they won’t have to burn the booksWHEN NOONE READS THEM ANYWAY!
We work in the dark. We do what we can to battle the evil that would otherwise destroy us. But if a man's character is his fate, this fight is not a choice but a calling. Yet sometimes the weight of this burden causes us to falter, breaching the fragile fortress of our mind, allowing the monsters without to turn within. We are left alone staring into the abyss, into the laughing face of madness.
Ειμαι ο Ροναλντο της Πυροσβεστιου.
Мама Люба давай, давай, давай
Poverty, depression, power and despair Conditioned inside and out to the point of no return by a world not crafted by hands of our own yet still we march in step to the cadence of its irregular beatThe damage has been done- irreparable and all-encompassingNature is as archaic word that could never explain this mess Worlds become obsolete like ideas and they won’t have to burn the booksWHEN NOONE READS THEM ANYWAY!
Ρε φίλε τι μου θυμίσατε, εγώ ήμουν ο Τζόρτζεβιτς της γειτονιάς. Σνιφ. Στο μπάσκετ όμως ε. Και όχι irl, μόνο στο μυαλό μου.
Poverty, depression, power and despair Conditioned inside and out to the point of no return by a world not crafted by hands of our own yet still we march in step to the cadence of its irregular beatThe damage has been done- irreparable and all-encompassingNature is as archaic word that could never explain this mess Worlds become obsolete like ideas and they won’t have to burn the booksWHEN NOONE READS THEM ANYWAY!
Mάλιστα... Στη λίστα των νεκρών της βδομάδας που τελειώνει προστέθηκε και από χτες το βράδυ και ο Μάνθος Λιονέτης, πιό γνωστός ως Μάνθος ο Αθηναίος, ίσως ο καλύτερος καραγκιοζοπαίχτης του 20ου αιώνα.
Θα δέρνει το Σπαθάρη στην αιωνιότητα πλέον...
goodnight sweet prince και όλη αυτή η τζάζ
Και ο Billy Mays.R.I.P.
Ναι αυτο ειναι voice over παρωδια.Ο τυπος οντως εκανε τελεμαρκετινγκ.
Last edited by UC.Hammer; 28-06-2009 at 21:36.
είπε ο άνθρωπος με τον παπαμιχαήλ για avatar...