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neue-alte-fotos

Fotos, die ich mit meiner kamera gemacht habe, bevor der akku den geist aufgabe. Jetzt funktioniert sie alerdings wieder. Deshalb die alsten, neubearbeiteten Bilder hier für euch ;)

Revenge!

My Halloween massacre!


From the grave I will escape
Maggots crawl from out my skull
The worms they feed upon my brain
The life I lost I now regain

And my skin has molded green
Bullet holes through flesh and bone
Half my face rotted off
I wait to drink your
fucking blood - blood!

Hunting - killing
Murderous - I'll cut your
fucking head off!

A butcher's knife clenched in my fist
Revenge of the Zombie
Stabbing you to fucking death
Revenge of the Zombie
Hacking eyes right from your face
Revenge of the Zombie
I feed upon your dying brain
Revenge of the Zombie
To live your life in horrid pain
Revenge of the Zombie
Open sores start to decay
Revenge of the Zombie
New human beings I create
Revenge of the Zombie
From my spell you can't escape
Revenge of the Zombie

Blut, blut, blut...das muss spritzen meterweit

...blut,blut,blut das muss tränken des feindes kleid

schwinge die klinge
und töte den feind
lache und singe
denn töten ist fein

(by walter Mors vertonung: 15 days of death DoD)

Grünberg, Theo-koch-schulen Massaker

We're sorry...but we were soooooooo hungry!

The Cover ♥

Neues Bloc Party Album ist daaa

jaaaa eeendlich hat die Band meines Herzens mal wieder ein Album rausgebracht. Und es ist einfach....anders....und GEIL :D hört mal selbst rein. Achja und die Texte sind wiedermal allererste Sahne....auf jedenfall als kämen sie von mir^^




Zephyrus

Backwards, forwards but making no ground at all
Standing in the city with the clocks counting one
And your face is still wet from the fight before
As your tears hit the ground, blue flowers spring from them
Baby, I'm ashamed of the things I put you through
Baby, I'm ashamed of the man I was for you

And all you said in your quietest voice
Was "I needed you as much as they do"

How fast must we run before we can just take off in flight?
How far must we run before they do not recognise us?
So let's take this from the start, you'll be me and I'll be you
And let's try not to complain about your smoking
And my distant heart
And my distant heart
And my distant heart

And all you said in your quietest voice
Was "I needed you as much as they do"

(Too many mirrors in this house)
(And I don't like to see myself like this)
(I'm becoming the man I used to be I guess)
(These walls could tell you a thing or two)
(Things that you really don't want to know)
(Lend me your eyes for your point of view)
(Lend me your feet and I'll stand up for you)

And all you said in your quietest voice
Was "I needed you as much as they do"