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dark, dark & dark
...o mEnNy...
Neka mala totalno sjebana u glavu.
Voli sve što je crno, noć, vampire, krv...
A najviše od svega muziku...
Mrzi Britney Spears, umišljene i nezahvalne ljude, svoj život...
Sluša black, death, trash, melodic, heavy i sve druge žanrove metala, a to bi bili
Children Of Bodom,
Dimmu Borgir,
Cradle Of Filth,
Metallica,
Iron Maiden,
HIM,
Slipknot,
Pain,
Motorhead,
Dark Tranquillity,
Iced Earth,
Linkin Park,
AC/DC,
Nightwish,
Korn,
System Of A Down,
Evanescence,
Manowar,
Judas Priest,
RHCP,
Scorpions,
Ramones,
Rolling Stones,
Nickleback,
Guns N' Roses,
Lordi,
Lost Horizon,
Deep Purple,
Led Zeppelin, i puno drugih sranja što joj dojdu pod ruku.
Piše blog da joj projde vrime i da se bar na tren makne od svita što je oko nje i napokon ujde u svit koji je ona stvorila.
Piše gluposti, sere iza glave a komu se čita neka izvoli.
Mail adresa joj je death666angel@net.hr
i msn - bodom666child@msn.com
pa ako ko oće što napisati ili pitati neka slobodno izvoli.
When will people understand that words can cut as sharply as any blade, and that those cuts leave scars upon our souls...
The closer we are to the soul, the further we are from perfection. Why settle for honesty when you can breathe a perfect lie?
Several hours past now
My hands still trembling
From that rush so divine
I need my medicine
Look at your eyes they seem so cold
As if there's nothing there
Wash your bloodstains of my shirt
Oh lord I've done it again
I've done it again
Living in a dream of a dirty mind...
Playing with a friend called suicide...
Laughing to herself to the end of the line ...
It really doesn't matter if its wrong or right...
As long as we have hope,we have direction,the energy to move and the map to move by. We have a hundred alternatives, a thousand paths and an infinity of dreams. Hopeful, we are halfway to where we want to go, hopeless, we are lost forever.
Once Again Waiting For The Darkness...
...tamni posjet u hladnoj noći...
faLL_tO_pIEces
+Poison_Ivy+
Soba_Za_Tugu
Poison Ivy
*zaboravljena mala*
I am a maggot... kaLu
evil_angel
slaughter_of_dreams
...labia...
Sweet dreams are made of these...
miruj! u smrti se sniva
...Mirror Of Madness...
shagrath
Nema raja za vjecni zivot
I nema pakla gdje se gresnici peku
Ovdje i sada je dan naseg trpljenja
Ovdje i sada je dan nase zabave
Ovdje i sada su nase prilike i mogucnosti
Izaberi ovaj dan, ovaj sat, jer drugog izbavitelja nemas...
Iznad malog sela nadvila se tama, čuju se razni zvukovi, jauci, krici nedužnih, zvukovi stopa sve su mi bliže... Bježim, ali ne mogu, osječam njegovu blizinu, blizinu Gospodara Tame... Stoji pokraj mene... Trnci me prolaze... Strava je posvuda oko mene... Iznenada osjetim blaženstvo... Dio sam tame... Dio smrti... Dio Gospodara Tame!
Your embrace has warm intent
But your nails are sharp as knives
Piercing my back and breaking my bones
Your words echo through my heart
And knock the wind out of my soul
As I fall back into the pit
Of everlasting depression
The seams that held the world together
I see now that they never were
It is just ragged tattered scraps
Sloppily attached by safety pins
I hope with a heart that can not love
I cry with eyes that can not see
Hate
It’s taking over
Blackening my heart
Steeling my soul
My songs and art
Heavy burden
Too much to bear
Completely consumed
There is nothing there
Ne želim uspomene, ne želim sjećanja na te savršene trenutke, ne želim misliti... Želim samo usputne stanice s usputnim "prijateljima"... Ne želim više nikad nikog izgubiti, a to ću uspjeti jedino ako nikad nikoga nemam...
Nakon vlastite krvi, najviše što čovjek može pružiti, jest suza...
