Make me your king.
С Днюшкой тебя, ~Мистика~!!!! 
Make me your king.
Riding the wind on a stormy night
Rides a mother's son to take your life.
They say he died ten years ago
But the list of victims seems to grow.
Like father like son the Bible read
Three sixes brand the top of his head
Never heard, seen then too late,
Overkill, seals your fate!!!!!!!!!!!
Driven by the host of hell
Wicked smile cross, the showing skull.
The victim dies no fucking loss
Overkill, buries the cross
That scarlet sin the soul is weary
Genre et morte, mal vivire
The fallen angel open the cell,
Overkill's victim enters Hell!
Who can tell me who I am
Am I Overkill each death a sin.
Questions linger as I walk the path
I am Overkill, the Devil's wrath!
So when you walk alone, in the night
And your bones are chilled, skin so tight!
Beware the sound of a galloping horse
Overkill has another corpse....
Ride high, ride tall
Overkill will never fall
Full moon, sharp sword
Satan is your Lord
Midnight, dark sky
Overkill will never die
Blood bath, die fast
Overkill the Devil's wrath!!!!!!!!!!!!
Riding the wind on a stormy night
Rides a mother's son to take your life.
They say he died ten years ago
But the list of victims seems to grow.
Like father like son the Bible read
Three sixes brand the top of his head
Never heard, seen then too late,
Overkill.
Ride high, ride tall
Overkill will never fall
Full moon, sharp sword
Satan is your Lord
Midnight, dark sky
Overkill will never die
Blood bath, die fast
Overkill the Devil's wrath!!!!!!!!!!!!
Kill kill kill kill
KILL...!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Rides a mother's son to take your life.
They say he died ten years ago
But the list of victims seems to grow.
Like father like son the Bible read
Three sixes brand the top of his head
Never heard, seen then too late,
Overkill, seals your fate!!!!!!!!!!!
Driven by the host of hell
Wicked smile cross, the showing skull.
The victim dies no fucking loss
Overkill, buries the cross
That scarlet sin the soul is weary
Genre et morte, mal vivire
The fallen angel open the cell,
Overkill's victim enters Hell!
Who can tell me who I am
Am I Overkill each death a sin.
Questions linger as I walk the path
I am Overkill, the Devil's wrath!
So when you walk alone, in the night
And your bones are chilled, skin so tight!
Beware the sound of a galloping horse
Overkill has another corpse....
Ride high, ride tall
Overkill will never fall
Full moon, sharp sword
Satan is your Lord
Midnight, dark sky
Overkill will never die
Blood bath, die fast
Overkill the Devil's wrath!!!!!!!!!!!!
Riding the wind on a stormy night
Rides a mother's son to take your life.
They say he died ten years ago
But the list of victims seems to grow.
Like father like son the Bible read
Three sixes brand the top of his head
Never heard, seen then too late,
Overkill.
Ride high, ride tall
Overkill will never fall
Full moon, sharp sword
Satan is your Lord
Midnight, dark sky
Overkill will never die
Blood bath, die fast
Overkill the Devil's wrath!!!!!!!!!!!!
Kill kill kill kill
KILL...!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Make me your king.
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Постапокалипсический воин №1 Voivod <- эт я
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Девушка-волк Firen
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Постапокалипсический воин №2 Vic Rattlehead
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http://www.stefanooliva.com/images/...-%20Manowar.jpg
Девушка-пантера Sone
http://feminemesis.org/anime_goth_kitten.jpg
Наша "Команда смерти" форума forum.sonic-world.ru Постапокалипсический воин №1 Voivod <- эт я
http://www.metallibrary.ru/bands/di...ar_and_pain.jpg
Девушка-волк Firen
http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e..._wolf_girl3.jpg
Постапокалипсический воин №2 Vic Rattlehead
http://community.dr.dk/img/uploaded...AE5D1_large.jpg
Апокалипсический воин Rain
http://www.stefanooliva.com/images/...-%20Manowar.jpg
Девушка-пантера Sone
http://feminemesis.org/anime_goth_kitten.jpg
вторник, 30 января 2007
Make me your king.
Make me your king.
А, и ещё я обновил свой дайревый профиль Прошу заценивать и матюкаться 
Что именно я сделал:
- дополнил раздел "о себе"
- добавил "Порно" и "Эротика" в раздел "Кино"
- убрал J-Pop и Nu-metal из раздела "Музыка"
Прошу заценивать и матюкаться Что именно я сделал:
- дополнил раздел "о себе"
- добавил "Порно" и "Эротика" в раздел "Кино"
- убрал J-Pop и Nu-metal из раздела "Музыка"
Make me your king.
Приветик, Фрэнсис Дрейк!
Рад видеть тебя в своём маленьком хеви-метал-рок'н'ролльном Аду
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Рад видеть тебя в своём маленьком хеви-метал-рок'н'ролльном Аду
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Make me your king.
Make me your king.
Years of plead, behind the walls
Chambers and vaults, Scenes of fright
Unspoken Words, in pain and dread
140 lives passed his hands
Gilles De Ray's... the perverted son
The holy man... hanged by nobility
Into The Crypts of Rays...
Alluring children for his masses
Robbing and buying young souls
Sacrifice to morbid demons
Satisfy his repulsive sexual lust
Gilles De Ray's... the perverted son
The holy man... hanged by nobility
Into The Crypts of Rays...
"So this is for the morbid one,
The braveless and sick
Shivering laughter shrilled through the tombs
Sexual offence and perverted rites
Watching them limp and die..
Wizards and darkness, Gilles' dreams Halfway came true..."
As a late medieval's French marshall
Unrestrained, with endless ambitions
Personal guard for Jeanne D'Arc
...the rising of his soul to god...
Gilles De Ray's... the perverted son
The holy man... hanged by nobility
Into The Crypts of Rays...
Overdone Mystism and
Desperate Satanism (Ha!)
Are just one small step apart
There's no human scheme in the beyond..
Gilles De Ray's... the perverted son
The holy man... hanged by nobility
Into The Crypts of Rays...
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Chambers and vaults, Scenes of fright
Unspoken Words, in pain and dread
140 lives passed his hands
Gilles De Ray's... the perverted son
The holy man... hanged by nobility
Into The Crypts of Rays...
Alluring children for his masses
Robbing and buying young souls
Sacrifice to morbid demons
Satisfy his repulsive sexual lust
Gilles De Ray's... the perverted son
The holy man... hanged by nobility
Into The Crypts of Rays...
"So this is for the morbid one,
The braveless and sick
Shivering laughter shrilled through the tombs
Sexual offence and perverted rites
Watching them limp and die..
Wizards and darkness, Gilles' dreams Halfway came true..."
As a late medieval's French marshall
Unrestrained, with endless ambitions
Personal guard for Jeanne D'Arc
...the rising of his soul to god...
Gilles De Ray's... the perverted son
The holy man... hanged by nobility
Into The Crypts of Rays...
Overdone Mystism and
Desperate Satanism (Ha!)
Are just one small step apart
There's no human scheme in the beyond..
Gilles De Ray's... the perverted son
The holy man... hanged by nobility
Into The Crypts of Rays...
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Make me your king.
Welcome home
It's been too long we've missed you,
Welcome home,
We've opened up the gates,
Welcome home
To your brothers and sisters
Welcome home
To the accident of birth.
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It's been too long we've missed you,
Welcome home,
We've opened up the gates,
Welcome home
To your brothers and sisters
Welcome home
To the accident of birth.
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понедельник, 29 января 2007
Make me your king.
Make me your king.
He lies to you he won't let you be
He's got your chains of misery
He won't be still till he's turned your key
He holds your chains of misery
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He's got your chains of misery
He won't be still till he's turned your key
He holds your chains of misery
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Make me your king.
Make me your king.
Sitting on a corner all alone,
staring from the bottom of his soul,
watching the night come in from the window
It'll all collapse tonight, the fullmoon is here again
In sickness and in health, understanding so demanding
It has no name, there's one for every season
Makes him insane to know
Running away from it all
"I'll be safe in the cornfields", he thinks
Hunted by his own,
again he feels the moon rising on the sky
Find a barn which to sleep in, but can he hide anymore
Someones at the door, understanding too demanding
Can this be wrong, it's love that is not ending
Makes him insane again
She should not lock the open door
(run away run away, run way)
Fullmoon is on the sky and He's not a man anymore
She sees the change in Him but can't
(run away run away, run away)
See what beccame out of her man... Fullmoon
Swimming across the bay,
the nit is gray, so calm today
She doesn't wanna wait.
"We've gotta make the love complete tonight..."
In the mist of the morning he cannot fight anymore
Thousands moon or more, he's been howling
Knock on the door, and scream that is soon ending
Mess on the floor again...
We should not lock the open door
(run away run away, run away)
Fullmoon is on the sky and he's not a man anymore
We see the change in him but can't
(run away run away, run away)
See what became out of her darling man
See what became out of that man
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staring from the bottom of his soul,
watching the night come in from the window
It'll all collapse tonight, the fullmoon is here again
In sickness and in health, understanding so demanding
It has no name, there's one for every season
Makes him insane to know
Running away from it all
"I'll be safe in the cornfields", he thinks
Hunted by his own,
again he feels the moon rising on the sky
Find a barn which to sleep in, but can he hide anymore
Someones at the door, understanding too demanding
Can this be wrong, it's love that is not ending
Makes him insane again
She should not lock the open door
(run away run away, run way)
Fullmoon is on the sky and He's not a man anymore
She sees the change in Him but can't
(run away run away, run away)
See what beccame out of her man... Fullmoon
Swimming across the bay,
the nit is gray, so calm today
She doesn't wanna wait.
"We've gotta make the love complete tonight..."
In the mist of the morning he cannot fight anymore
Thousands moon or more, he's been howling
Knock on the door, and scream that is soon ending
Mess on the floor again...
We should not lock the open door
(run away run away, run away)
Fullmoon is on the sky and he's not a man anymore
We see the change in him but can't
(run away run away, run away)
See what became out of her darling man
See what became out of that man
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Make me your king.
У нас нет имен, вместо них - ники.
У нас нет возраста и пола.
Голоса тоже нет.
Как нет и эмоций, их заменил десяток банальных смайликов.
Взамен лица - аватар.
Мы не читаем книги, а просматриваем текстовые файлы.
Не цитируем наизусть любимых поэтов, а вставляем результат поиска Яндекса по ключевой фразе, которую смогли запомнить.
Вместо фотографий - матрица 32-х битных точек.
У нас нет возраста и пола.
Голоса тоже нет.
Как нет и эмоций, их заменил десяток банальных смайликов.
Взамен лица - аватар.
Мы не читаем книги, а просматриваем текстовые файлы.
Не цитируем наизусть любимых поэтов, а вставляем результат поиска Яндекса по ключевой фразе, которую смогли запомнить.
Вместо фотографий - матрица 32-х битных точек.
Make me your king.
...а вообще я люблю свою жизнь.
Она яркая, разнообразная...
мне есть, чем похвастаться
Не скучная, не грустная...
Счастливая
Просто она не имеет смысла Воть и всё! ^^
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Она яркая, разнообразная...
мне есть, чем похвастаться
Не скучная, не грустная...
Счастливая
Просто она не имеет смысла
Воть и всё! ^^читать дальше
Make me your king.
Make me your king.
Make me your king.
