mercredi 31 juillet 2024
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Revelations mother earth
Mother please forgive them For they know not what they do Looking back in history's books It seems it's nothing new Oh! Let my mother live Heaven is for heroes And hell is full of fools Stupidity, no will to live They're breaking God's own rules Please let my mother live Father, of all creation I think we're all going wrong The course they're taking, seems to be breaking And it won't take too long Children of the future Watching empires fall Madness, the cup they drink from Self destruction the toll I had a vision, l saw the world burn And the seas had turned red The sun had fallen, the final curtain In the land of the dead Mother, please show the children Before it's too late To fight each other, there's no-one winning We must fight all the hate (Guitar solo)
Revelations
Senjutsu
Beat the warning, the sound of the drums Set the beacons afire for them all Call to arms all the men, far and wide Have to fight now for dynasty, pride at stake The invaders repel from the north Keep out nomads who came from the plains Northern grasslands awash with them all Blocking the tribes that invade from the south of us Rallying round to the call We can hear, far away are the sound of distant drums And they need everyone at the wall So the day of our judgement has now begun to fall Survive on ledges bitten in dust Knowledge and virtue is stricken by lust Really believe that they're coming for us Dancing on graves of those who bled for us Driven away by our endless desire Defeat by anger and our greatest fire Attack again and try as they might Hold them again and see them running Rallying round to the call We can hear, far away are the sound of distant drums And they need everyone at the wall So the day of our judgement has now begun to fall Hear them coming, ready now we wait Must be steadfast, must be patient Must believe in that we can win What will save us? The great wall Now under siege have the real strength to hold them now Have to believe that we can repel them Faith in the years our ancestors taught us Have the belief that we can protect the wall Try if they can, we will overthrow them Fight to the last, they can never own us Battle of wills, we'll fight to the last man Honour our dead so they never fought in vain Hold our fortune, avenge the merciful Hold the great wall, never fall again Arrows falling, dark oblivion Live in spirit, live to tell our sons Rallying round to the call We can hear, far away are the sound of distant drums And they need everyone at the wall So the day of our judgement has now begun to fall
Gates of tomorrow
Weaving a thread round your heart and your soul Deceiving your eyes and delaying your goal Ships in the night when they pass out of sight Deliver their cargo of earthly delights To the woman and children, the souls of the dead I've opened the book and no mercy is shed You want forgiveness and you want it cheap I don't give redemption rewards for the meek Suffering evil when you pay the price of fame There isn't a God to save you, if you don't save yourself You can't blame a madman for this if you go insane Give me the strength so I carry on Trapped in the web, but I cut the threads Show you the gates of tomorrow Trapped in the web, no mercy is shed Show you the gates of tomorrow Trapped in the web, slaves to the dead Show you the gates of tomorrow Trapped in the web, but I cut the threads Show you the gates of tomorrow Suffering evil when you pay the price of fame There isn't a god to save you, if you don't save yourself You can't blame a madman for this if you go insane Give me the strength so I carry on Trapped in the web, but I cut the threads Show you the gates of tomorrow Trapped in the web, slaves to the dead Show you the gates of tomorrow Trapped in the web, no mercy is shed Show you the gates of tomorrow Trapped in the web but I cut the threads Show you the gates of tomorrow
Gates of tomorrow
Blueberries please a man like no one else
6
My God Giving Right
People suppose that even ghosts must have feelings.
I have feelings, do you?
Are you a ghost?
You have a land.
Good
I thought you were homeless. But you´re not. You have a land, a place to live.
I thought you were with someone, butt you´re alone. Are you? Do you have someone, a friend, a boyfriend?
I thought you thought of me. Where we could be. In what kind of relationship we could have and be, in what we could do together. Butt you didn´t thought about me and about it. You were here and there, traveling in roads and trails, in the wild all alone and by your own. Were you? You were here and there, driving aimlessly to nowhere, without destination, uncertain, with what you were and are, and with what do you really wanted to do. Driving, traveling without a truthful friendship, love and care by your side. Being with you and holding you.
All this time homeless, lonely, needy and lost.
Vilk is right, you´ve being alone here and there, true. Homeless, lonely, needy and lost for a long time and you still are, aren´t you?
Having some affairs here and there with what and who came on your way, true. I don´t like it. Be a girl, be a woman.
Vilk is truthful, he is right. Sometimes wrong, all the time, intentionally a bad boy. Trying to guide you and show you the good way, that someone and that somewhere place to live.
Those guys you talk about, who are they? Friends? That have being there with you talking on the social media. Scientologists? Those that have being coming on your way along the time and the places that you´ve being since you began your travel adventures. How it really began and from who came the idea to travel to the Middle East, to a religious and war zone?
Are you sleeping well?
Profoundly, long hours and with my eyes closed.
Dreaming?
With thieves and Scientologists.
Lie down in one place and wake in another?
I can´t even remember what I did, how could I remember where I lied?
Is that what I think you did*
Memoirs
Was I there with you? Did I lay with you somewhere?
I don´t know, ´cause I don´t remember butt you´ll.
I thought that. I think about it everyday, butt I know we´ll never see each other. Maybe in another life, who knows? Do you?
Drops and Scientologists.
I thought about crime and suicide, how to protect you?
How to scratch your face without hurting you and to make you feel good and being smiling?
To guide you into a small cabin in the wild with cams to see and listen you moan. All alone, a cookie and a glass of wine would make you rave, kneel and crawl.
Are you eating and sleeping well? Scientology, clowns.
Pale, visíble in naked eyes, out of mind, uncontroled mind, instable, however recovering and gaining some weight.
What happen there?
She´s in the chess and working.