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keskiviikko 6. huhtikuuta 2011

10−18

Wi-FI 49
Please try before you die.
Oh my! Now I cry.
My glass is pretty dry.
On the floor I lie.
I am on of a kind
and that is not a lie
My my! I wont die,
at least without a fight!
With Wi-Fi you'll see the light.
No difference with left or right.
Try this and you just might

see the transmission
in your head as vision
49 attohertz
computing image in your head

Pretty drunk, but thats OK.
alltrough I'm not on cocaine.
Inside my head image of Cain.
This transmission makes me rain
tears of blood at your feet.
I'm sure there is a fleet
of devils that come for me.
Run! Run! There's the street.
The vision flows as a creek.
My mind is dark and bleak.
Go! Go, my restless feet!
My only hope is The Preast!

See the transmission
in your head as vision
49 attohertz
computing image in your head

maanantai 3. tammikuuta 2011

Polar snow desert

Despite of fact that your in my world cold and gray.
At the middle of polar snow.
Watch out your back. You'll never know
that is it safe to take the path in to the glow.
The desert sleeps from dusk to dawn. No roads and streets
just your mind for getting along.
Your mind is here and your friends in the cold mother earth
and you feel all alone and deserted

Polar snow desert sleeps
like your friends rest in peace
They saw your true cold heart then
as you turned around
-for getting them

Now I found my peace. But not by me. You will be
sorry but it will be too late.
We wont come to declare the share but soon
at hell you will feel our hate.
The evil gets what it were meant to get. Shouldn't kill
for a few thousand cents.
Forever damned her immortal soul shall be
but still we're sorry that he maked us bleed.

Polar snow desert sleeps
like your true best friend rests in peace
I saw your true cold heart then
as you turned around
-for getting me