21.09.2013., 11:42
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#8381
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Blinka<3
Registracija: Jul 2008.
Lokacija: Zagreb
Postova: 25,058
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21.09.2013., 12:06
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#8382
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Bitter Lemon
Registracija: Feb 2010.
Lokacija: Jayapura
Postova: 1,860
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21.09.2013., 12:38
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#8383
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U samoizolaciji
Registracija: Aug 2012.
Lokacija: Rocky Mountain
Postova: 1,072
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21.09.2013., 20:26
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#8384
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Registrirani korisnik
Registracija: Mar 2013.
Lokacija: buu
Postova: 2,649
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Missionary Man
Well I was born an original sinner, I was borne from original sin
And if I had a dollar bill for all the things I've done
There'd be a mountain of money piled up to my chin
My mother told me good, my mother told me strong
She said, "Be true to yourself and you can't go wrong
But there's just one thing that you must understand"
You can fool with your brother but don't mess with a missionary man"
Don't mess with a missionary man, don't mess with a missionary man, don't mess with a missionary man
Oh the missionary man, he's got god on his side
He's got the saints and apostles backin' up from behind
Black eyed looks from those bible books, he's a man with a mission, got a serious mind
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M5LzmdTK8i4
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23.02.2014., 16:02
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#8385
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Spectre
Registracija: Apr 2009.
Lokacija: Dracula's castle
Postova: 22,438
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Symphony X - When All Is Lost
I believe... Nothing ever comes to light -
Chasing shadows in the night
In a starless sky and I wonder why
I believe... We will never find a way -
That darkness lights the day
We never question why, still I wonder why?
I close my eyes lost in a memory
Just like a candle in the wind
What could have been, with just one kiss goodbye
You spread your wings to fly
Far away, somehow, someday you will understand
I hope you'll understand... someday
Silent pictures speak like ghosts in the machine
Haunting my reflection in the frame
Chasing down the hopeful child inside of me
Where'd it all go wrong and who's to blame
We pass the time away
With empty lives, the laughter dies
Is this all we have to show?
Is this all they'll ever know? Can they find their way?
What went wrong? Where have all the heroes gone?
Trading futures for a song we gave away
Thinking only of myself, I forged ahead
No regrets, no apologies
Bitter tears reward the life that I have led
A world of lies brings me to my knees
I took the road with every twist and every turn
The words of wisdom is the lesson never learned
Lose your fear and free your soul or
The mysteries of life you'll truly never know
You'll never know
Is this all we have to show?
Is this all they'll ever know? Can they find their way?
What went wrong? Where have all the heroes gone?
Trading futures for a song we gave away
Just gave it away...
I close my eyes, lost in that memory
Like a candle in the wind
What could have been, with just one kiss goodbye
You spread your wings to fly far away
I hope you'll understand one day
We pass the time away
With empty lives the laughter dies
And the colors fade – fade away
Is this all we have to show?
Is this all they'll ever know? Can they find their way?
What went wrong? Where have all the heroes gone?
Trading futures for a song we gave away
What went wrong?
Where have all our heroes gone?
Trade our future for a song,
We gave it all away...
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25.02.2014., 22:24
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#8386
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Lovecat Forever
Registracija: Feb 2013.
Lokacija: u Lovecatičinom zagrljaju
Postova: 2,752
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I have come into possession of a certain ancient book, a collection of arcane scrawlings reputed to have been derived from an even earlier transcription, allegedly lost during the great fire of 1666. The Chthonic Chronicles!
I cannot disclose here the precise and rather unsavoury means by which I acquired this weather-worn tome, but I immediately recognized the veracity of the fevered inscriptions contained within.
Apparently derived from an incomplete Latin translation of the original source material, the text sporadically lapses into an indecipherable tongue which the transcription cryptically notes as being Old High Atlantean.
Glyphs, sigils, occult pictograms, six score and ten oblations to some malign entity of colossal evil...some diabolical avatar of the Z'xulth. Khthon!
I must delve further into the foreboding depths of this great black book...
Terrifying axioms, shadow-haunted lexicon,
Clandestine cults, ancient spells, cryptic rites, the summoning!
Lore from time immemorial, acolytes, diabolists,
Blackened tome of blasphemy, the Chthonic Chronicles!
Lore derived from ancient tongues, Grimm's Hold Sanitarium,
Oblations here, six score and ten, this avatar, malevolent!
[Fragmentary Entry II:]
Caught in the maleficent whorls and verticals of this dark tome... but what lies at the heart of it?
A vespertine viper's nest of sublime wickedness!
What I discovered within this shadow-haunted volume was a terrifying axiom so inestimably terrible in its magnitude that it would shatter all man's carefully orchestrated views of the cosmos and render utterly redundant previous theories on the origin of humankind.
Lore dating from time immemorial; lore surviving in the records of long extinct civilizations, be it inscribed upon parchment now crumbled to dust, etched into the sand-whipped, glyph-scored stone of hoary temples, or committed to verbal traditions long since ingrained into some collective tribal memory.
This is no globally common myth cycle, no collection of universally allegorical folk tales; it is all cold, pitiless truth!
And yet, such enlightenment has not been a prize easily won...
I have communed with native shamans, consulted with misanthropic diabolists.
I have confronted the martial agents, acolytes and cultists of clandestine sects who would see their knowledge safeguarded at all costs.
Hildebrandt and the Quorum have treacherously attempted to have me commited to the baleful confines of Grimm's Hold Sanitarium, yet I have circumvented their insidious plot to put an end to my vaunted research.
Damn their traitorous eyes!
I must confer with Blackthorne upon his return from the Peruvian expedition... or mayhap Stone if ever the poor wretch regains his sanity...
Stygian gramarye, etched with blasphemy,
Whorls and verticals, black with baleful spells,
Vespertine conjurings, doomsayer's prophecy,
Pellucid lotus-dreams, spawn of the elder fiends,
Cryptic halls, squamous mass, malevolent diabolist,
Black desire, nighted woe, shunned and forbidden tome,
Brooding dark, deepest night, ritual, abhorrent sight,
Whispering, malignity, hearken to the summoning!
(This black desire, this nighted woe, this vile shunned and forbidden tome,
In the brooding darkness of the night, now witness this abhorrent sight,
The whispering, malignity, now hearken to the summoning!)
[Fragmentary Entry III:]
What titanic demi-gods once strode the boiling surface of the young earth, treading the shattered surface of mighty Pangaea beneath their ersatz feet?
What fearsome entities were already inestimably ancient when mankind himself was naught but a collection of mindless random atoms, a viscous puddle of gelid protoplasm teeming with the raw materials of life, transient cells of primordial slime, all naught but malleable and tractable clay to be worked at by unimaginable sculptors, immortal star-spanning fiends!
What inhuman eyes even now watch the inconsequential toilings of man from afar?
The answers to these questions of denied primacy and direful cosmogony were too repulsively horrific to contemplate, and yet...
I knew the truth!
And more terrifying still...
The Z'xulth and their villainous agents of depravity even now walk among us!
But what price these revelations?
What dire agents of malignity safeguard such cryptic axioms against the prying intellect of man?
I must confess, oftimes in the brooding darkness of the night, I have sensed their malefic gaze upon me, lurking, inexorably dogging my every step, their existence perceived only as some unnamable sense of fearful unease, and the occasional glimpse of black shimmering against black in the depths of the teeming shadows...
I hear them whispering when the mantle of darkness silences the world, and the sibilant words they utter are not for the minds of men to know.
O' how I wish I had left those vile and fathomless depths of cryptical lore wholly and mercifully unplumbed!
O', how I long for the assuaging balm of ignorance to once again soothe my ravaged mind!
But such pleadings are, of course, ultimately in vain.
I must keep my wits about me.
Even now the stars align, the celestial spheres moving into the prophesied positions of the great astral conjunction.
Am I to be ground to dust between the grand gears of this pitiless cosmic engine of destruction?
The die is cast, the endgame nears.
Wait... they come, they come for me!
Is it Hildebrandt, or something far, far worse which stalks me this night?
The key...
I must hide the key!
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26.02.2014., 01:12
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#8387
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Registrirani korisnik
Registracija: Feb 2013.
Postova: 5,522
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26.02.2014., 14:04
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#8388
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Registrirani korisnik
Registracija: Feb 2013.
Postova: 5,522
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26.02.2014., 17:59
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#8389
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Registrirani korisnik
Registracija: Feb 2014.
Lokacija: Dark side of the Sky
Postova: 433
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__________________
"You think you feel me, you think you know me cuz I'm the hell in your head!"
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26.02.2014., 18:20
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#8390
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Registrirani korisnik
Registracija: Feb 2014.
Lokacija: Dark side of the Sky
Postova: 433
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SABATON "Swedish pagans"
http://youtu.be/kbWc3NPpXTQ
Predobro!
__________________
"You think you feel me, you think you know me cuz I'm the hell in your head!"
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05.03.2014., 22:38
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#8391
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Spectre
Registracija: Apr 2009.
Lokacija: Dracula's castle
Postova: 22,438
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21.10.2014., 02:51
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#8392
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Spectre
Registracija: Apr 2009.
Lokacija: Dracula's castle
Postova: 22,438
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26.10.2014., 10:02
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#8393
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Usamljena, a ne sama.
Registracija: Dec 2011.
Lokacija: heart-shaped box
Postova: 53
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Mayales - Od ljubavi
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26.10.2014., 18:15
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#8394
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Registrirani korisnik
Registracija: May 2014.
Postova: 1,778
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Quote:
alevkov kaže:
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dobra, dobra ova.
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29.10.2014., 14:51
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#8395
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Spectre
Registracija: Apr 2009.
Lokacija: Dracula's castle
Postova: 22,438
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Sonata Arctica - Gravenimage
We met that night, when the sea ran high.
And I craved for more of that nearlove experience.
Those who the music hath then joined together, are now put asunder....
Remember me, when I lit the fire.
To keep us warm.
On a cold winter morning. Now I pass through the moment.
Can I still recognize a beautiful melody...
I play a note, but hear no sound. Have I lost my love or the wings I found.
When I was young...
...and eager to please anyone who had time...
Needed to sing, the very notes I heard.
Had to stay in the shadows and seek for the loneliness.
Nevertheless, the price was higher than I had realized.
I was to live alone, ready to make the sacrifice.
Was I in love with you...
My old heart, little harder again. Once the light goes out, everything ends.
It is time...ready to cause a scene, ready to make the sacrifice.
Ready to play the note, ready to end the final show.
The only thing I know.
The pain is here. To stay I fear. In my eyes. I can change one note and make you cry.
In this state of mind. Silence is a crime.
How can life be so feigned and cold. I've answered the call of every melody, lovingly.
Did I find the answers to all my questions.
Or a gravenimage of me...
If I found the hidden fountain. Drank the wisdom from its deep.
Would I have the time to save me. Would I have them both to keep.
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29.10.2014., 20:59
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#8396
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Victory Has Defeated You
Registracija: Sep 2010.
Postova: 5,716
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__________________
You're not a bad person. You're a terrific person. You're my favorite person, but every once in a while, you can be a real cunt.
♥
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29.10.2014., 21:24
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#8397
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INFJ
Registracija: Apr 2008.
Lokacija: Osijek
Postova: 28,806
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31.10.2014., 21:06
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#8398
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Svabo ;)
Registracija: Oct 2011.
Postova: 226
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03.11.2014., 20:33
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#8399
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The Man Who Never Was
Registracija: Sep 2014.
Lokacija: Estable-Stable
Postova: 71
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__________________
“Every man is a creature of the age in which he lives and few are able to raise themselves above the ideas of the time.”
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03.11.2014., 20:57
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#8400
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U samoizolaciji
Registracija: Nov 2012.
Postova: 1,015
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