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  1. Dakle:

     

    Pain Of Salvation - Oblivion Ocean

     

    Sleep is too quiet

    dreams are too painful

    truth is the bed of this ocean of lies.

    Sinking through layers of untouched oblivion

    soaking from spirits but still far too dry.

    Losing all barbed fences Lucid - no defenses

    "Where is my mother?" the child asked the soldier.

    The soldier was watching them both fade away.

    Nine words create an oblivion ocean:

    "Dad tell me, will I be dead very long?"

    Losing all I lived for. Losing all I fought for.

     

    Oh god if you save them I swear I'll always hold them in my hand!

    Oh god if you save them I'd take them west

    we'd start again in the promised land.

     

    When life is wearing thin we pray: the gods are close at hand when man is

    astray. But when it all is said and done - is he to thank the gods for just

    taking his son?

     

    Sleep is too quiet, dreams are too painful

    truth is the bed of this ocean of lies.

    Words can create an oblivion ocean:

    "dad tell me, will I be dead very long?"

    Losing all I lived for. Losing all I fought for.

     

    Oh god if you save them I swear I'll always hold them in my hand.

    Oh god if you save them I'd take them west

    we'd start again (then) in the promised land.

     

     

    Pain Of Salvation - A Trace Of Blood (moj favorit)

     

    Touching ground Going home to those I miss

    Safe and sound Weeks of exile turn to bliss

    But there's something in her voice When she is calling me

    A trace of blood to lead me

    Through roads of agony With blood taste in my mouth

    And clouds before my eyes

    I kneel beside the bed Where my bleeding dryad lies

     

    Three young souls in misery

     

    Hitting ground Nausea wakes me up at dawn

    Hopes are found

    Dissected, turned and then

    Withdrawn

    A chair of steel and wire Her legs are open wide

    Helpless in myself I stand there cold beside

    The doctors stay away Leave us with this dismay

    To see the colours of a miracle Fade and turn to gray

     

    Then a cry and rivers of blood Flow so sadly

    bringing you

    Our dreams pour into a cold tray Two young souls in misery

    Missing you

     

    "How quickly the colors change

    from blue to red to black

    and why am I always away

    wrapped up in something

    unable to live with all this

    love

    I ask of the world to leave

    to be silent and pretend

    that it never happend"

     

    I never knew your name but I will miss you just the same

    I was to live for you I lost the will to live at all the day you came

    It'll never be the same but I will love you just the same

    You were to be the first, how wonderful

    Now I will always fear to hope again

     

    The irony Of seeing me whispering through her skin

    So joyfully To our child there deep within

    Or of when she called to me To tell me cheerfully

    That she had seen your shape On a hospital screen

    And of nurses being concerned That you never moved or turned

    Too late we see the warnings Too late we learn

     

    I never saw your face and now you're gone without a trace

    Except the trace of blood that's deeply scarred into my eyes To fill your place

    It'll never be the same but I will love you just the same

    I was prepared to be your father How can I ever prepare for that again?

     

    Still I follow that trace of blood Always leading back to you

    Hollow years of damming that flood Two young souls in misery

     

    Missing you... missing you...

     

     

    Pain Of Salvation - Rope Ends

     

    She is still young...

     

    Another day of emptiness

    This life is wearing her down

    The room around her is a mess

    Her children safe with her mom

     

    She is still young but feeling old

    Two children with different fathers

    She sits on the bathroom floor alone

    The shower chain broke

    Her neck hurts

     

    Then another night of emptiness to wear her down

    Naked to the world she wraps her sadness in a gown

    Her children fast asleep she sears the dark with glassy eyes

    Choosing carefully among her husband's business ties

     

    "Over!" she cries through rope ends and silk ties

    Beautiful life escaping her young blue eyes

    But life holds her hand, refusing to let go

    Leaving her breathing on the floor

     

    They're still asleep don't hear her cry

    And she's still obsessed with rope ends

    This time she picks a stronger tie

    With Winnie the Pooh and friends

     

    She is still young but feeling old

    A child dying to be a mother

    Now she hangs from the ceiling all alone

    All pressure is falling from her

     

    Seeing guilt has taught her guilt she's raised on disbelief

    Merely twenty beautiful but with a taste for grief

    She has learnt all that there is to know about hopelessness

    Seeing that no effort in this world can stand her test

     

    "Over!" she cries through rope ends and silk ties

    Beautiful life escaping her young blue eyes

    And Winnie is strong, would never let her fall

    Prevents her from breathing till she's not there at all

    But life holds her hands, refusing to let go

    Leaving her breathing on the floor

     

    Seeing guilt has taught her guilt she's raised on disbelief

    Merely twenty beautiful but with a taste for grief

    She has learnt all that there is to know about helplessness

    Seeing that no caring in this world can ease her stress

     

    Helpless she lies in rope ends and undies

    Unseeing eyes fixating Eeyore's smile

    "Over!" she cries as she's going unblind

    Still in this life

    Still in this troubled mind

    The ceiling let go, the old house let her fall

    Dropping her breathing to the hard cold floor

    Hitting her head - a broken china soul

    Red stains on porcelain and she's not there at all

     

    Breathing she cries for rope ends and silk ties

    Beautiful eyes Piglet stands shy behind

    Broken she lies undead and unblind

    Beautiful life

    Beautiful crying young eyes

    Blackened and bruised, learning how to see

    Staring at her tooth - crimsoned ivory

    Hours they pass this broken china soul

    Red stains on porcelain

    And she's not there at all...

     

    "...and years later I would find You hanging

    alas the subte irony in shortering life with an extension lead

    before I could get You down I died so many times...

    thoughts about running to the kitchen for a knife to cut You down

    but I learned that there is no way of leaving the room

    when someone is hanging from the ceiling

    Your body just won't allow You that rest

    You stay

    to watch her face slowly turn blue

    finally to let You weight add to hers

    doubling the burden

    awaking her to the burden

    that brough her there in the first place:

    LIFE"

     

    "The Sisters of Solitude...

     

    They love and hurt, break and are broken, the sisters of solitude

    They cannot shake the dust from the ground

    Cannot rise from the ashes, the sisters of solitude

    They reach out to embrace the world, good and evil, weak and strong

    They will settle for nothing less, the sisters of solitude

    They love that they be loved, give that they be given

    Hurt that they get hurt, the sisters of solitude

    Hence, one loses weight by the second

    Throws up what she can instead of what she cannot

    Hence, two have tried to hang themselves, too strong to shut life out

    Yet too weak to live it

    Hence, the little one dissapears, melts into the walls, stands back

    Agrees, unsatisfied

    They all carry the end of the world in their chests

    Heirs of sadness and irony, of settling for less, of bitter consent

    Of mothers and mothers of solitude

    They all carry to break free, the sisters of solitude

    I fear them all so...

    I love them all so..."

     

  2. E ljudi, odlicno ste zvucali u Zr-u, dosao sam samo da vas vidim (jer da su mi se slusali Metallica i Slayer ostao bih kod kuce -_- ) i zaista ste ga odvalili za sve pare! Svaka cast! :muzicar::rockdevil:

  3. U zadnje vreme najvise gledam:

     

    Arcturus - Shipwrecked In Oslo

    Dissection - Rebirth Of Dissection (kakav zvuk!)

    Satyricon - Roadkill Extravaganza

    Celtic Frost - Wacken 2006

    Mystic Festival 2001 (Mayhem, Zyklon, COB, Behemoth, Sinister, Devilyn, Source Of Tide, Cemetery of Scream)

     

    I taaako... :meshuggah:

  4. Pa da, mislio sam na Nebelhexe kao muzicki projekat, slusao sam onaj Laguz - Within The Lake i bas mi se i nije dopao, a Andrea kao Andrea je carica... ;)

    Jesi li citala one njene knjizice? Imao sam neke njene knjizevne radove negde u elektronskom formatu i svidelo mi se kako pise, jako je iskrena i ubedljiva, mada kapiram da bi mi se jos vise svidela kad bih ja bio "zenska osoba suprotnog pola", posto se podosta bavi tematikom polova... :lol:

  5. E, ovako... Mislim da se film zvase "Prva kraljevska divizija" ili tako nesto, radjen je po realnim dogadjajima iz WWII i opisuje istinite dogadjaje iz Afrike, Italije, Ceske... E, pri kraju filma, scena kad saveznici ulaze u konc logor u Ceskoj i oslobadjaju zarobljenike a njihov komandant nadje jednog jevrejskog decaka i igra se sa njim, i onda scena kad decak umre dok ga ovaj nosi za vratom i onda lik samo pocne da besciljno hoda okolo ne spustajuci malog... Leb ti jebem... :cry::cry::cry:

    A film je inace vrh svih vrhova i ima neke nenormalno smesne scene, kao npr. kad vojnici sa sve komandantom poradjaju neku ribu u tenku, hahaha... :lol:

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