Je dois rien a personne, si ce n?est a Dieu, Ma mere, FF, mes Enfoires et moi meme J'ai grandi a Marseille, ci et la, j'y ai fait ci et ca Jusqu'a bosser
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Je dois rien a personne, si ce n?est a Dieu, Ma mere, FF, mes Enfoires et moi meme J'ai grandi a Marseille, ci et la, j'y ai fait ci et ca Jusqu'a
Ich spA?rte nichts mehr. Mein Geist war frei. Frei von seiner materiellen Last, von Zeit, Raum. Ich glaube, dass sich meine Seele nicht lange gewunden
(Und dennoch hast du, was uns alle verbindet, in dir!) Ich kann das verletzte Gewebe und die blutig auseinander klaffenden Wunden A?berall an meinem
Wenn ich doch nur wA?sste (was ich nicht weiA?), warum ich hierher kam (und wohin es mich treibt). Vielleicht um zu schlafen (tief und fest), um fA?r
The mysteries of a hidden past. Precession of the planetary relations. Restitution of a genuine consciousness. Return to the haven of the first and the
kingdom of sadism, in this garden of hell there's a place four you. Blood flood the ground and feed the Aqueronte. Vlad's dominions are like a reminiscence
And obedient to commands Thine eyes impose on me Caressed by thine scathing hands I fall, one more, for thee In storm and in darkness I found delight
Tears are in you for me my... somehow restless annoying peacefully, to all for our time feeling could it be, you The past is all what we will become,
guan qi man shi bu zhu de yang qi dian zhe yan ti hui wei ni de hu xi shou shuo nao li wei wan de qi ling dui zhe kong qi huan xi zhe ni de wen ti tui
Warped to a different level of thought Mind is corroding becoming distraught Childhood terrors return from the past Living in torment I don't think I'
The mysteries of a hidden past. Precession of the planetary relations. Cosmology, a linear or circular cast? Restitution of a genuine consciousness. Return
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In those woods, I still remember the odours The moistened bed where I chose to sleep Surrounded by my own crimson liquor of existence, I started to
I read the holy Epitath On your grave stone Down on my knees, I say a pray As the rains falls down on me Tears of blood begin to flow Your remains for