January
13 February 2008
and here we have him:
Peter (B)London
sämst humor, ja vet
Jonas "Snäckan" Snäckmark
bara för att......
Neil Haskell
bara för att.....
Neil Haskell
bara för att.......
I close my eyes
The lantern dies
The scent of awakening
Wildhoney and dew
Childhood games
Woods and lakes
Streams of silver
Toys of olden days
The flowers of wonder
And the hidden treasures
In the meadow of life
My acre of heaven
A 5-year-old winterheart
In a place called home
Sailing the waves of past
Meadows of heaven
Rocking
Flowers wither, treasures stay hidden
Until I see the 1st star of fall
I fall asleep
And see it all:
Mother's care
And color of the kites
We seduce the dark with pain and rapture
Like two ships that pass in the night
You and I, a whore and a bashful sailor
Welcome to a sunrise of a dirty mind
All you love is a lie
You one-night
Choose a bride
Tonight a fantasy for a zombie
Hurt me, I love to suffer
Your harem's a dream for free
Enter
Suck from us and live forever
Rotten beauty
Will haunt you for a lifetime
Come
Despair has a face
And all these wounds
remain unhealed
Bless to kill
and enslave
Our own hearts
around love's will,
Thrilled to start
all over again
The maze of memories stained
and suck
Fear has a name
Written on helagram
whit the tears
Those words meath the same
To fill the hole in a dream
out this
Beyond the god's death
Crawl down dead lovers lane
The maze of memories stain
Crawl down dead lovers lane
The maze of memories stained
and sucked the blood right
out of my heart
Scream out the faith away
Embrace the pain
in the night
sell the hole in the dark
Nightwish - Whoever Brings The Night
Nightwish - meadows of heaven
HIM - Dead Lovers' Lane
making alla hjärtans dag-kort med Alfred
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