i kill you in your dream tonight begin new life bleed your death upon me let your bloodlinr see my youth.(slayer)
here we are now enertain us i feel stupid and contageous...moto pinka-kad se prevede na nas jezik
When I ran I didn't feel like a runaway
When I escaped I didn't feel like I got away
There's more to living than only surviving
Maybe I'm not there, but I'm still trying
Offspring, "Staring at the sun"
Leaving flowers on your grave
Show that I still care
But black roses and Hail Mary's
Can't bring back what's taken from me
I reach to the sky
And call out your name And if I could trade
Offspring, "Gone away"
Took her out,
It was a Friday night
I wore cologne to
Get the feeling right
We started making out,
And she took off my pants
But then I turned on the TV
And that's about the time
She walked away from me
YOU GO TO CHURCH, YOU KISS THE CROSS YOU WILL BE SAVED AT ANY COST
YOU HAVE YOUR OWN REALITY-CHRISTIANITY.
YOU SPEND YOUR LIFE JUST KISSING ASS
A TRAIT THAT IS GROWN AS THE TIME HAS PASSED
YOU THINK THE WORLD WILL END TODAY
YOU PRAISE THE LORD IT IS ALL YOU SAY
JESUS SAVES LISTEN TO YOU PRAY
YOU THINK YOU WILL SEE THE PEARLY GATES
WHEN DEATH TAKES YOU AWAY
JESUS SAVES, NO NEED TO PRAY THE GATES OF PEARL HAVE TURNED TO GOLD IT IS SEEMS YOU LOST YOUR WAY!!!!!!!!
I am the one, Orgasmatron, the outstretched grasping hand
My image is of agony, my servants rape the land
Obsequious and arrogant, clandestine and vain
Two thousand years of misery, of torture in my name
Hypocrisy made paramount, paranoia the law
My name is called religion, sadistic, sacred whore.
I twist the truth, I rule the world, my crown is called deceit
I am the emperor of lies, you grovel at my feet
I rob you and I slaughter you, your downfall is my gain
And still you play the sycophant and revel in you pain
And all my promises are lies, all my love is hate
I am the politician, and I decide your fate
I march before a martyred world, an army for the fight
I speak of great heroic days, of victory and might
I hold a banner drenched in blood, I urge you to be brave
I lead you to your destiny, I lead you to your grave
Your bones will build my palaces, your eyes will stud my crown
For I am Mars, the god of war, and I will cut you down.
Today I witnessed a crucifixion in pink and lavender and gold.
I've heard people say that beauty is in details,
but I don't think they have ever seen you.
There were mortal wounds inflicted on the sky
and incrminating blue stains on my shirt.
The shirt you bought for me.
Christ it hurts.
Like stars in my belly going supernova.
I feel like a zombie that refuses to live.
Haunting the junkyards and cutting myself on scraps of you.
The other day I masturbated to pictures of you at your birthday party.
They were the only ones I still had.
It felt so wrong, just like my life.
I hope I'm dead by the time you read this. I love you.
Why won't you die?
Your blood in mine...
We'll be fine...
Then your body will be mine...
It's true the way I feel
Was promised by your face
The sound of your voice
Painted on my memories
Even if you're not with me
I'm with you
Under a sky of dust
A constant wave of tension
On top of broken trust
The lessons that you taught me
I learn were never true
Now I find myself in question
(They point the finger at me again)
Guilty by association
(You point the finger at me again)
I want to be in another place
I hate when you say you don’t understand
(You’ll see it's not meant to be)
I want to be in the energy, not with the enemy
A place for my head
drink up ,shoot in
let a beatings begin
distibutor of pain
your loss becomes my gain
you'll suffer unto me....(hravester of sorrow-metallica)
iza prozora nemirnog sna
osjecam njihove sjene
gledam kako kroz zidove plesu
zatvori gubicu,nije vrijedna zanata
istresi gorcinu do kraja
na strateskim mjestima njihovih ljudi
...Otisao sam daleko do krajnjih granica
more je uzimalo od neba
na drugoj strani znaci oluje
vidio sam kako plaze u tamu
hladna noc pred velike dogadjaje
ne zelim vise da se secam
znali su gde ce me nac'
kurvini sinovi... (azra-kurvini sinovi)
...mada ima stvarno mnogo dobrih stihova na sve strane ovo ovde je samo jedan mali,mali delic.
An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day
It's a black fly in your Chardonnay
It's a death row pardon two minutes too late
Isn't it ironic... don't you think
It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought... it figures
Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye
He waited his whole damn life to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
"Well, isn't this nice."
And isn't it ironic ... don't you think
Well, life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything's gone wrong and everthing blows up
In your face
A traffic jam when you're already late
A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break It's like 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife
It's meeting the man of my dreams
And then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn't it ironic... don't you think
A little too ironic.. and yeah I really do think...
Well, life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
And life has a funny way of helping you out
Helping you out.
~~~ boldovano=omiljeni delovi