30 April 2008

Holding rare flowers In a tomb...In bloom

Be My Guest III - MaLi Mrav, No4

11 kommentarer:

Anonymous said...

The river is deep and the road is long,
Daylight comes and I want to go home.

Awoke this morning
To find my peoples tongues were tied
And in my dreams
They were given books to poison their minds.

The river is deep and the mountain high,
How long before the other side.

We are their mortar,
Their building bricks and their clay.
Their gold teeth mirror
Both our joys and our pain.

The river is deep and the ocean wide,
Who will show us how to read the signs.

The earth is our mother
She taught us to embrace the light,
Now the lord is master
She suffers an eternal night.

You blocked up my ears,
You plucked out my eyes,
You cut out my tongue,
You fed me with lies,

Oh lord.

Dead Can Dance – Song of The Dispossesed

Anonymous said...

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Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold

Anonymous said...

The creature in the sky
Got sucked in a hole
Now there's a hole in the sky
And the ground's not cold
And if the ground's not cold
Everything is gonna burn
We'll all take turns
I'll get mine, too

This monkey's gone to heaven

PIXIES

Igor said...

Samo da svim neradnicima pozelim sretan Praznik Rada ;)

Anonymous said...

And we’re forever unfulfilled
And can’t think why
Like a search for murder clues
In dead man’s eyes

...Beware of serpent soul pinchers...

Arctic Monkeys

Anonymous said...

Ah designate my fill!

Anonymous said...

Resignate!?

Let's see the whole world..

Anonymous said...

That life can change, it's meaningless to walk away in vain...

Anonymous said...

...please don't go any higher...

Anonymous said...

Hehehehe...photoblogger can be anyone...just like Dr Rhinehart... MPO (Multiple Personality in Order):)))

Anonymous said...

"It's some allergy I have"