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Samoubojstvo je kad Bogu kažeš: "Ne možeš otpustit!!! Dajen otkaz!!! :p"

Evo mene opet nakon puno vrimena...nikako da se sitin napisat novi post...al eto...sad san se sitila...divno čudo...dobro san raspoložena pa san iskoristila to...=) ugl...vidin da ste mi ostavljali komentara na prosli post...ajoooj...hvala...samo tako nastavite...:D
Dakle...u ovon cu postu objavit dvi stvari...1. 10 glupih ali istinitih izjava a 2. riči od jedne pisme (od Rhapsodya...) GUŠTAJTE!!!!!

10 GLUPIH IZJAVA
1.Električnu stolicu je izumio zubar...(toliko o tome...)
2.Više je kokoši nego ljudi na svijetu...(i mene je to iznenadilo al eto)
3.Zašto se ono lipilo u bocama ne zalipi za bocu???
4.Zašto u novinama nikad ne vidimo na prvoj strani naslov: "Lotto dobila proročica!!!"?
5.Zašto se smatra obaveznim brokvama (čavlima) zatvorit poklopac ljesa??? (ne broji se za vampirske ljesove...)
6.Zašto, da bi zaustavili Windows 95, moramo pritisnit na "start"???
7.Zašto ne postoji hrana za mačke s okusom na miševe???
8.Ako je neprijatelj u dovoljno blizu da ga upucaš,i ti si neprijatelju dovoljno blizu da te on upuca...jel da???
9.Profesionalci su predvidivi, amateri su ti kojih se treba čuvat...(npr. laboranti...dječice, pokušajte jedan kemijski pokus kući, pomiješajte radij sa sumpornom kiselinom, ako vam ne eksplodira kuća s vama unutra onda me upozorite da znam pobjeći izvan države...:D)
10.Upucat ce te za sve šta napraviš, čak i ako ništa ne napraviš...


RHPASODY-GARGOYLES, ANGELS OF DARKNESS
[I. Angeli di Pietra Mistica]

The prophet told of loud thunders quaking the surface of earth
when the black raven would have turned victim of wonderful spells
He would have become a white swan born from the darklands of sin
Neither would Aresius have believed what was now changing in him
Swan... prince of the magic lake... Dargor's your name...

GARGOYLES, FLY
GARGOYLES, RISE
GARGOYLES, FLY
HIGH...!
ANGELI DI PIETRA MISTICA
LADRI D'ANIME FIERI VOLANO

Another mess of vampires, masquerade of sadistic pride
He could not endure these cruel games
against him who once spared its life
He realized so not too late to be really far from his king
far from his infinite blood thirst, too far to call them right for him
Rise... fly high and steal his soul... angels of stone...

GARGOYLES, FLY
GARGOYLES, RISE
GARGOYLES, FLY
HIGH...!
ANGELI DI PIETRA MISTICA
LADRI D'ANIME FIERI VOLANO

Gargoyles, oh my brother gargoyles
Rise now, rise for his soul

Ti invoco o terra... colora il mio nero...
con fiera lealta' io giuro sincero...
tra anime morte e caos immenso
a Gaia sovrana l'amore piu' intenso... io Dargor a te...

[II. Exotic Interlude]
(instrumental)

[III. ...And the Legend Ends...]

Dargor, do it... it must be done...
free your rage and light your soul...
It's Gaia's call...

And this is then the epic end
of the legendary tale
of the one who found the light
and the dragonflame inside
of the tragic rain of a thousand flames
of the town's defenders who faced real pain
of symphonies of enchanted lands
of whispers of love and hate

The dawn of victory can breathe in the wind
and this would mean the great rebirth
reborn, the one who's giving his life
...the towns lying on the ground
Be one (Be one!) of us (of us!) and
act as all the prophecies want...
To mountains and valleys, to fire and snow,
to sun, moon and wisdom rise your soul...
it's the call...!

Oh, god, my god...
it happened... it happened!

...the powerful energies of the furthest secret cosmos
heard the prayer of our mother Gaia, the supreme spirit
who gave us the miracle of life... and her dark son breathed new life...
The power of the dragonflame realized what had seemed to be impossible...
Dargor mortally struck the queen of the dead and called
the mighty gargoyles against the legions of darkness...
He pushed Akron into the hands of the nordic warrior, now a dying victim of terrible tortures...
the chosen one let himself fall into the deep marshes constraining the black king,
with the emerald sword againin his hands, not to move...
they became soon food for the slimy snakes of the abyss...
But this sacrifice had a terrific and great effect and meant the victory on the evil forces of abyss...
Remember, proud brothers... everything is possible...
when you let the mystic power of the dragonflame burn in your heart... believe it...
...it's the dragonflame!



Eto...to bi van bilo to od mene za sad...ostavljajte mi komentare...moze? ajde ciao ljudi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! =)
eh da...
yours stupidly...IDIOTONDALOOSE. :D


Post je objavljen 26.03.2007. u 13:57 sati.