Al zašt je njih 7?
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O čemu je ovaj blog?
Malo o meni, neke gluposti...
Sigurno se pitate odakle ime mog bloga?
Evo vam odgovora:
Kad smo se sastajali na dogovoru za maturalnu večer iz svakog razreda trebalo je doći po pet učenika.Ali je Bato provalio da je iz 8.d došlo njih 7. Zato se nakon toga postavlja pitanje: "Al zašt je njih 7?", To je pitanje još uvjek ostalo nerješeno, te je sve manje nade da će se tu naći odgovor!
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- zovem se: Ivan
- zovu me: nikak, ja sam dođem, al uglavnom Cico
- u slobodno vrijeme: sviram bubnjeve za bend Post Mortem
- najbolje pjesme: Everytime I Die, Victorious March...(ima ih još)
- ...
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Everytime I Die
The faint blaze of the candle
of my life slowly dying
like a fire in the pouring rain.
No sparks of hope inside,
no shooting stars on my sky.
On broken wings, no flying high.
Another night, another demise,
Cadaverous wind blowing cold as ice.
I`ll let the wind blow out the light,
'Cuz it gets more painful Every Time I die.
Out of strength to fight,
I cannot take another night.
I cannot take it no more,
Lust of light slips through my fingers.
Like blood drips off my arms,
Black candle wax has buried me.
Another night, another demise,
Cadaverous wind blowing cold as ice,
I`ll let the wind blow out the light,
'Cuz it gets more painful everytime I die.
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Fear of the Dark
I am a man who walks alone
And when I'm walking a dark road
At night or strolling through the park
When the light begins to change
I sometimes feel a little strange
A little anxious when it's dark.
Fear of the dark,fear of the dark
I have constant fear that something's always near
Fear of the dark,fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someone's always there
Have you run your fingers down the wall
And have you felt your neck skin crawl
When you're searching for the light ?
Sometimes when you're scared to take a look
At the corner of the room
You've sensed that something's watching you.
Have you ever been alone at night
Thought you heard footsteps behind
And turned around and no-one's there ?
And as you quicken up your pace
You find it hard to look again
Because you're sure there's someone there
Watching horror films the night before
Debating witches and folklore
The unknown troubles on your mind
Maybe your mind is playing tricks
You sense,and suddenly eyes fix
On dancing shadows from behind.
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a constant fear that something's always near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someone's always there.
When I'm walking a dark road
I am a man who walks alone
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Amon Amarth
The Pursuit Of Vikings
The warming sun returns again
And melts away the snow
The sea is freed from icy chains
Winter is letting go
Standing on the ocean side
We can hear the waves
Calling us out with tide
To sail into our fate
Oden! Guide our ships
Our axes, spears and swords
Guide us through storms that whip
And in brutal war
Our ships await us by the shore
Time has come to leave
Our country, family and homes
For riches in the east
Some of us won't return
But that won't bring us down
Our fate is written in the web
Woven by the Norns
A ram is sacrificed
Across the longship's bow
And as we set our sails
A strong breeze starts to blow
It carries us out to sea
With hope of fame and pride
And glorious all will be
That with sword in hand will die
Oden! Guide our ships
Our Axes, spears and swords
Guide us through storms that whip
And in brutal war
Oden! Guide our ships
Our axes, spears and swords
Guide us through storms that whip
And in brutal war
Iced Earth
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