erw?hnte ich bereits, dass ich die ver?ffentlichungspolitik von roadrunner ziemlich schei?e finde? bei denen sollte man am besten 5 jahre warten, bis man sich ne platte kauft. bis dahin ist dann die dritte special edition raus und man kriegt fairerweise alles f?r sein geld. gut, dass ich kaum noch auf bands von denen stehe
we start to question our actions, question ourselves
in the end we're questioning the whole entire world
their eyes are fixing our failures
forming our words into weapons
and through my bitter eyes i see everything that i loved so much
turns into the counterpart of my gentle memories words can't express my hate
fists can't release this anger
we're going down together and forever
my beloved fellow, we are losing heart.
Anarchy is a nothing, and nothing cannot be structures(Alexander Wendt)
"Oh? Unbeschreiblichkeit der Himmel? Es war die Herrlichkeit, und die Herrlichkeit wurde Fleisch! Wie ein Vogel aus dem kostbaren Metall des Weltalls gesponnen? Wie Silberwein, der durch ein Raumschiff schwebt? Hier wird Schwerkraft zum Unsinn! Und w?hrend ich lauschte, sah ich so liebliche Bilder?" (Alex de Large)
we start to question our actions, question ourselves
in the end we're questioning the whole entire world
their eyes are fixing our failures
forming our words into weapons
and through my bitter eyes i see everything that i loved so much
turns into the counterpart of my gentle memories words can't express my hate
fists can't release this anger
we're going down together and forever
my beloved fellow, we are losing heart.
nach 1 1/2 monaten mal endlich (!!) angekommen:
Underoath - Lost In The Sound Of Seperation Special Edition
"do you know what hurts the most about a broken heart? not being able to remember how you felt before.
try to keep that feeling, because if it goes, you'll never get it back."
boah, du hast dir ne 7'' gekauft?!?! das ist ja mal ?ber-szenig! ...ich hab nich mal n plattenspieler
we start to question our actions, question ourselves
in the end we're questioning the whole entire world
their eyes are fixing our failures
forming our words into weapons
and through my bitter eyes i see everything that i loved so much
turns into the counterpart of my gentle memories words can't express my hate
fists can't release this anger
we're going down together and forever
my beloved fellow, we are losing heart.
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