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dávid naplója
MC dromedár vakarcs [162552 AL], gazdája dávid
2005. szeptember 10.
Tartalomjegyzék
A napló közvetlen linkje:
http://teveclub.hu/naplo/162552
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2005. szeptember 10.
MOTÖRHEAD-TERMINAL SHOW
The golden eyed creaturesits back on his throne
Gazing at us despair
Six hundredguests, humanitys's best
Are vondering why they arethere
All roads lead here all roads are burned
Have we digested the things we are learned
Have we a chance when the dead rise and dance
Have we the time for the final romance
We better find out
The name of the game
Chance of a future frozen and grim
Or of a quick death brought here on a whim
Why are we here does anyone know
Why are we here at the terminal show
The blind king has secrets dark and morse
He'd like it if we were like him
All the dark days spent in the maze
He made a new man of him
All roads lead here all roads are closed
Are we quite certain of all that we know
Are we miscast or do we hold fast
Have we the time for the final repast
We etter find out
The name of the game
Chance of a new world sunny and fine
Or of a burning a branded design
Why are we here, we dont even know
Why are we here at the terminal show
The red queen is sleaping, lost in a dream
She wakes and she sleaps all alone
All of her fears are crowded in here
Laughing they pick at her bones
All roads lead here, none lead away
Are we quite certain we're here anyway
Have we bean wise or are we despised
Have we the time for our final demise
We better find out
The name of the game
Chance of a lost world, rain and dismay
Pick up your belongings, we all have to play
Why are the vultures circling above
Why can't we fight for the right to our blood
We are demented, everyone knows
Misrepresented, comming to blows
Why are we here, we dont even know
Why are we here at the terminal show
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