...Cut my life into pieces,this is my Last Resort...

Prvi stih pjesme od Papa Roach-a više odgovara za moj raniji post….al….I don´t give a fuck….Turobno i depresivno raspoloženje se nastavlja…woohoo…
I dok pišem ovaj post uz zvukove Disturbed,KoRn i Papa Roach-a,misli me vuku na Trg….točnije ispod Konja….
Danas ću biti tamo…sa svojim freakušama…*sighz*
Izgleda da me moja sposobnost pisanja ostavila…ili je depresija tolika da me onemogućava da osjećaje pretočim u riječi…stoga umjesto mog napornog naklapanja,evo vam jedna moja pjesma...
Budite pozdravljeni
Dark_One


...Watashi no kyuketsuki....

Lurking from the shadows,
Engulfed in darkness.
The smell of death and the echoing screams
Followed your every step.

A spark of blackened spite
Flickered near my heart and then I knew,
Just knew where I belong.
In the arms of a killer,
Whose hands are stained with innocent blood.

Joined by shadows,
I welcomed the change.
And entered willingly the tainted sheets of death itself.
But faith´s demanding hands always get what they want.
And I was left alone,like a broken doll(like a broken doll)

Sorrow,grief,anger and hate
Consumed my now obscure soul.
The loving promise,now just a fleeting whisper
Caressed the coldness of my tearstained cheeks.

But I did not wither,I did not fail.
The ones responsable saw death with their own eyes.
And took their carved and rotten flesh to the other world.


Joined by shadows,
I welcomed the change.
And entered willingly the tainted sheets of death itself.
But faith´s demanding hands always get what they want.
And I was left alone,like a broken doll(like a broken doll)


As the moon set,so did my life.
And I found my darkness again.
Forever bound,forever together,
Our souls joined the hell.