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Thornchild (Dark Suns)

"You're a mysterious human being for all your vitality turned in on yourself and maybe I have never attempted to understand you..." I don't trust in the sweet silence snakes revealed their very virulence take me for sick save me from mine it comes closer my thorns entwine in that mania it grows stronger I am tired of self-test hunger take a spoon now just taste my spine crunch it slowly its taste to refine Once I've been a happy clown but my smile turned upside down just like one and two make three I corrupted irony I'm the one whose name I bear hang around and just don't care unsure how to live among all these tender psycho-drones How I long for ancient dawns crazy sessions at the bar self-destructing therapy intoxicated ecstasy progress filled the open space Murphy's law in any case How could I dare to leave the children? why could I never keep hold of your arms, ...of your dreams? what wrong has happiness done to me, my friend? None! (I never saw the lie) Why the silence? How could I dare to leave the children? why could I never keep hold of your arms, ...of your dreams? I will never be the sort of a special friend I could never let you go, not until the end (how could I dare?) Do my fingers jam around for a distant sun? Will I ever be complete, leave the sick undone? What wrong has happiness done to me, my friend? None! I will never be the sort of a special friend I could never let you go, not until the end Do my fingers jam around for a distant sun? Will I ever be complete, leave the sick undone? Who made the lion mild that day? I lost it all along the way builded castles in the sky never saw the lie first laughter, then again depressed first being sure, then confused Am I the snake slowly squeezing my own neck tighter? Remember the promise you have made How could I dare to leave the children? why could I never keep hold of your arms, ...of your dreams? I will never be the sort of a special friend I could never let you go, not until the end (how could I dare?) Do my fingers jam around for a distant sun? Will I ever be complete, leave the sick undone? My time is slipping away leaving the city behind take a close-up of comfort in evidence Goodbye old friend, goodbye I don't trust in the sweet silence snakes revealed their very virulence take me for sick save me from mine it comes closer my thorns entwine