bugün
- nohut yaptım nası olmuş12
- kılıçdaroğlu'nun rozet töreni figüran iddiası9
- hakkımda bilmeniz gerekenler18
- yoğurt mayalayan kızı üzmek11
- katatespizartmasinın mutfağına konuk olmak16
- ioçk10
- bey biraderler5
- arkadaşlar5
- nervio burak demirbilek evliliği13
- 45 bin liraya alınabilecek en iyi araba4
- kadın biraderlere ne deniyor sorusu4
- yorgun mermi vs nervio12
- filenin sultanları5
- arkadaşlar çabuk bakın8
- abdülhamid kayıhan osmanoğlu4
- birader ne demek11
- kabataş görüntülerinin bu cuma yayınlanacak olması4
- uludağ sözlük discord grubu10
- koala'nın bu hayatı yaşamaması5
- tuvaletten 80 cm boyunda fare çıkması2
- yazarların nickleri nereden geliyor11
- arkadaşlar bir şey soracağım15
- uludağ sözlük partisi8
- süzme yoğurt3
- muşlettin bey caddesi2
- börekitas3
- limonlu makarna9
- diamond bosphorus16
- malatya2
- yeni parti46
- giden gider5
- ben gidiyorum4
- peynir gemisi2
- gammazı ispiyoncu sanmak15
- tai lung18
- ismet gürbüz10
- traktörü olan yazarlar7
- kitap önerir misiniz7
- arabayı yavaş süren tipler16
- merfulu gitmesin kampanyası15
- aykolik'in hiç yaşlanmaması4
- makarna abartılmış balon bir yemektir3
- kız nick altı meriçleri12
- sıfır bir gökhan abi2
- çocuk olmanın çok güzel olması3
- anın görüntüsü10
- testo taylan true ziyareti2
- nervio'nun ayaklarının ters olması6
- yolluk2
- gocu meriç7
1997 tarihli dark tranquillity albümü the mind's I albümünden çıkma buram buram felsefe kokan mükemmel parça.. (bkz: hedonizm)
sözleri:
enter suicidal angels;
how hungry have we become;
like animals naked in shame
fed with the hooves of apocalypse
that galloped down, disordered
worlds behind
from word to a word i was led to
a word
that spanned over cultures in rage
crimson masses, steeped in decadence
holding our tongues to the thirsty
sun
so, is the future still open?
then enter, hornet, from our hive-dark
hearts
to draw down the end from within
we need not the horns
that emanate from our warty, haunted
bodies
nihilist, hedon
the priceless art of their lives
sorrow is a wing laid atop their
heads.
skin deep, we carve our immeasurable
sorrow
in the fold of your shivering arms
hedon,
your children wild
and filled with death
jupiter in our unforgiving eyes;
a pandemonium of bodies and gold
eager, as a part of your face
and the sickness attached to your
skin (stone)
as the wine-rush,
chargin from androgynous wombs
to open free the lid of pain
hedon,
rinsed in post-human shadows
a monument scorned by the teeth
of time
stale-faced keeper of secrets,
leaded with implosive fire
the whore that carried the apostle
to the mating point on the graves
of giants
we look at you, afraid
to see what we really are.
sözleri:
enter suicidal angels;
how hungry have we become;
like animals naked in shame
fed with the hooves of apocalypse
that galloped down, disordered
worlds behind
from word to a word i was led to
a word
that spanned over cultures in rage
crimson masses, steeped in decadence
holding our tongues to the thirsty
sun
so, is the future still open?
then enter, hornet, from our hive-dark
hearts
to draw down the end from within
we need not the horns
that emanate from our warty, haunted
bodies
nihilist, hedon
the priceless art of their lives
sorrow is a wing laid atop their
heads.
skin deep, we carve our immeasurable
sorrow
in the fold of your shivering arms
hedon,
your children wild
and filled with death
jupiter in our unforgiving eyes;
a pandemonium of bodies and gold
eager, as a part of your face
and the sickness attached to your
skin (stone)
as the wine-rush,
chargin from androgynous wombs
to open free the lid of pain
hedon,
rinsed in post-human shadows
a monument scorned by the teeth
of time
stale-faced keeper of secrets,
leaded with implosive fire
the whore that carried the apostle
to the mating point on the graves
of giants
we look at you, afraid
to see what we really are.
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