sobota, 28 kwietnia 2012

Zaprzeczanie i podważanie własnych wypowiedzi jest objawem słabości.



Niektóre myśli bywają za krótkie by je pochwycić i zapamiętać.
Szczególnie gdy są "po pijaku".

niedziela, 22 kwietnia 2012

The Berzerker


Wobec tego teledysku nie mogłem pozostać obojętny ha ha ha.

piątek, 20 kwietnia 2012

wtorek, 17 kwietnia 2012

Last exit for the lost.



And in the end I guess I had to fall
Always find my place among the ashes   

sobota, 14 kwietnia 2012

Wolves of The Timberline


"Wolves are not our brothers; they are not our subordinates, either. They are another nation, caught up just like us in the complex web of time and life."


"Anyone who has ever heard it when the land was covered with a blanket of snow and elusively lighted by shimmering moonlight, will never forget the strange, trembling wolf cry."

wtorek, 10 kwietnia 2012

Dreammaker


"Dreams are temporary. They won't stay in your head or your hands, your heart or your mind, your words or your poems. They have only to reside in your soul.
Dreams are mysterious. We will never know their purpose, we will never know their meaning. They aren't for us to solve and they will never be unraveled.
Dreams are ours. They are created in our thoughts and wishes, our fears and hopes, our future and our past. No one but you can make your dream.
We are all Dream Makers."

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poniedziałek, 9 kwietnia 2012

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"Nie jest ważne, czy puchar jest drewniany czy zloty. Ważne, by wino było dobre."

wtorek, 3 kwietnia 2012

niedziela, 1 kwietnia 2012

The sun taunts you, in everything you do.



The sun taunts you,
In everything you do.
Like a substance that works for everyone else,
But has no effect on you.
It shines for places,
You'll never go.
It shines for people,
You'll never know.


You believe that in your entire life,
You will never feel,
What it's like.


So you turn away...
Dream about an escape...
A hole in the earth deep and cool...
That you could climb down into...


I despise the rising,
Of the upsetting sun.
I'll hide away,
Until the day is done.
I'll exclude myself,
A few months of every year.
To avoid the drama,
Of the sun, sweat and tears.


You could fall away
and no one would know.
Release the tension of holding on,
Feel the high of letting go.


So you turn away...
Elude the pressures of the sun...
Go find your place in the shade...
Far away from everyone...






It's so easy to get your fill...
When the engine turns and pushes in the dirt...
It's so easy to be satisfied...
When all you want to do is lay down and die...




The Allure of the Earth...
Those dreams can come true...
When you make a deal with the earth...
Who says, "Here's what I can do for you..."


The Allure of the Earth...
When you are through with trying...
When you are tired and days are long...
Letting go seems so inviting...


The Allure of the Earth...
The desire to give up...
It is the encouragement...
When you are discouraged...


The Allure of the Earth...
When the urges aren't worth fighting...
The temptations on the great beyond...
Become so exciting...

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