Zdanie na dziś

Zapomnienie jest gorsze od śmierci...
Forgotten is worse than death...

Cytat na dziś

"Doskonałość tak samo nie jest nam dostępna jak nieskończoność".

once again but official

Odświeżone starocie - "Trafię do Siódmego Kręgu Piekła..."

Seventh Level of Hell 


Guarded by the Minotaur, who snarls in fury, and encircled within the river Phlegethon, filled with boiling blood, is the Seventh Level of Hell. The violent, the assasins, the tyrants, and the war-mongers lament their pitiless mischiefs in the river, while centaurs armed with bows and arrows shoot those who try to escape their punishment. The stench here is overpowering. This level is also home to the wood of the suicides- stunted and gnarled trees with twisting branches and poisoned fruit. At the time of final judgement, their bodies will hang from their branches. In those branches the Harpies, foul birdlike creatures with human faces, make their nests. Beyond the wood is scorching sand where those who committed violence against God and nature are showered with flakes of fire that rain down against their naked bodies. Blasphemers and sodomites writhe in pain, their tongues more loosed to lamentation, and out of their eyes gushes forth their woe. Usurers, who followed neither nature nor art, also share company in the Seventh Level.

 22 czerwiec 2009

Yeah, it used to be so easy...

Nothing I am

Nothing I dream
Nothing is new
Nothing I think or believe in or say
Nothing is true

It used to be so easy
I never even tried
Yeah, it used to be so easy...

But the last day of summer never felt so cold
The last day of summer never felt so old

All that I have
All that I hold
All that is wrong
All that I feel for or trust in or love
All that is gone

It used to be so easy
I never even tried
Yeah, it used to be so easy...

But the last day of summer never felt so cold
The last day of summer never felt so old
The last day of summer never felt so cold
Never felt so...

  18 wrzesień 2009

Odświeżone starocie - "The Cry of Mankind"

You can't expect to see him and survive 
You'll swallow his tongue of thorns 
His mouth, dripping with flies 
In his glorious kingdom of fire 
But I believe he wept 
I will make them all lie down 
Down where hope lies dying 
With lust, you're kicking mankind to death 
We live and die without hope 
You tramp us down in a river of death 
As I stand here now, my heart is black 
I don't want to die a lonely man 
This is a weary hour 
This is a weary hour

2 czerwiec 2009

just stay with me a while

...

po prostu oddychaj... to takie proste...

Odświeżone starocie - "Tekst dnia"

"Musisz zrozumieć, że kobiety nie zastąpią ci alkoholu."

                         12 maj 2009

Strona dnia

"bez wiary człowiek jest niczym"

Odświeżone starocie - "? vs. !"

1) 
...przecież w Twoim życiu na pewno jest coś co sprawia Ci radość. 


2) 
Kupiłem "Wybierając śmierć - Niewiarygodna historia death metalu i grindcore'a"  


tia radość jakaś jest ale pewnie nie będę miał kiedy jej przeczytać... 


3) 
teraz nie moge...


9 maj 2009

Kto zna cię lepiej niż ja?

"Faceci bez duszy nie płaczą."

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