Zitat von Martin__:

Tja, wer seine Meinung nicht widerlegt sehen will, sollte sie halt für sich behalten. Witzbold.

Zitat von _KiBa_:

hmm kla
aber selbst wenn man einer dieser grupierungen angehört hat mer immernoch seinen eigenen style
find ich zumindest

Zitat von _KiBa_:

meine rmeinung nach trauen sich viele menschen auch einfach nich anders zu sein ....

Zitat:

Never again!
I'll slit my throat!
With the knife I pulled
Out of my spine!

Maybe when
You find out
That I'm dead
You'll realize
What you did to me

And if my lungs still let me breathe
Would you be ther for me?
If I can make myself believe
I'd give you back what you took a...

No! I won't let it go!
Douse myself in gasoline
So don't

Save me when
You come into the fire
I'd rather die then have to see your smile

And if my lungs still let me breathe
Would you be there for me?
If I could make myself believe
I'd give you back what you took away

You made me swear
You made me swear

I...I can't sleep
Realize all these things that you took
From me

Smash my heart!
You made me swear
Into dust
You made me swear
Suffocate my mind
You made me swear
Tear away from inside
You made me swear

Smash apart what you created!

How can,I ever
Stop you from
Crushing my soul?

It was it was yours
Yours to begin with

And if my lungs still let me breathe
Would you be there for me?
If I can make myself believe
I'd give you back what ou took away...

Zitat:

Map the words to deny, deny the symptoms, as 'oh yeah I'm doing fine', as I've found a most endearing psychosis.
Somewhere out there there's a thrill I swear. Desperate as I am I just can't strip bare and bleed the only purity I've known.
But I lay with reason. Found logic concieved in a walk with skin. I sleep with reason producing these monsters.
Under painted catcalls as in temptation. yeah there's a key to be in, but there's no shade, no shade to blame.
Waterfalls in a cool grey, and the struggle is colored grey this day. The caw of crows fills up the picture plane.
Our picture plane is veiled in central neutral grey. Absinthe to slight the pain. This world's this worst case color scheme.
Streaks of oil stain, stained the road he crawled on homeward.
Oh yeah, oh yeah he threw the switch, with some unwieldy gauge, absence of light remains.
I lay with reason so logic can reap in a walk with sin. El sueno razon produce monsinios.
When does this dream end? Now I've missed another whole season,
I've missed the fall, clearly its fallen on this land as fields once green are ochre now.
This is no dream. Trees have turned to skeleton, roots teased and knotted just below the surface skin of ground.
Stitched between the earth and the sky struggling to hold it down.
Sometimes to realize you have to lose track, lose track of sight blurring my vision makes it clear that tiny moving parts make up the whole.
The image is clear, a tower is built of my own pride, I cry in the shade that if offers, the only shelter I have.
When does this dream end? This is no dream. This is the waking living breathing caricature of a memory.
Shamelessly I cave in to temptation of creation. But still my only thrill is empty sidewalks, silent streets.
The caw of crows fills up the picture plane. This is your picture plain in central neutral grey.
This world's this worst case color scheme. Streaks of oil stain, stained the road he crawled on homeward.
Oh yeah, oh yeah he killed the switch with some unwieldy gauge, absence of light remains.
Life is lowly anonymity, in death a noble pose, a Marat David.
Tell me who wouldn't give their lives for such a soap box to die behind. Life is lowly, lowly anonymity.
In the space of a smile I found sleep. As in sorrow, so shall ye reap, as in reason so shall ye sleep.
Reap the promised end to the struggle. Reap every point on our linear path.
Reap the smiles in time we borrow, every harvest relies on the last.
Reap the promising song of the sparrow, that they learned from the birth of sea.
Silenced by the threnody of the crows. Reap the fallen fruit of the dogwood tree.
But I witnessed in all this silence one souls definition of beauty. and a backlit smile so temporary.
A facade so rich with evil history. Cast in direct opposition set to overwhelm this moment to shine and sleep-
came out on top of what was borrowed, and found all that beauty to be still.
Every breath as in sorrow, reap the promised end to this path, by every image that we borrow, every harvest depends on the past.
Subdivide in factions our linear parabola, we subdivide our waking hours to sleep.
While guilty eyes turn toward a porchlight, enlightenment is losing sight.
Somewhere out there there's a thrill I swear. In this low light town when my shift begins the streets reflecting yellow, yellow, yellow in the vacancy that overwhelms the red, red, red, your vehicle the color of expansion.
"Open up." the latter just a thought to thrill me "knock knock knock" the latter just a thought to thrill me.
"Red" is a four letter word. Four letter invitation. Now my head is locked in the direction of the sun...
Life is lowly anonymity, in death a noble prose, a Marat David.
Tell me who wouldn't give their lives for such a soap box to leave behind.
Life is lowly, lowly anonymity. I know its all been done before, I want to do it again. I want do it again.
Kill the switch.
This night our journey's through the dark.
Kill the switch, a welcome comatose, tonight we journey through the darkness.
As in sorrow, so shall ye weep, as in reason, so shall ye sleep.

Zitat von limpbiskit:

DAS ist Satanismus

Zitat von mr10:

dann erklär mir mal den untershcied zwischen deinem style und dem deiner gruppierung üblichen?




eben. deshab ziehen sich grade alle schwarz an, hassen liebe, schreiben einzelstück oder unbezahlbar in ihr profil und hassen liebe...



// bumml, leihst du mir das buch mal aus?^^

Zitat von limpbiskit:

Zitat von Martin__:

das ist emo:


aber sowas:



da lach ich ja.

Zitat von schnaebber:

Was hat homosexualität mit satanismus zu tun?

Zitat von _KiBa_:

ich glaub du verstehst nich ganz des was ich mein
ich geb dir schon recht dass sich viele "aehnlich" sehen
aber niemand gleich
und jeder seinen eigenen geschmack mit in den style mitreinbringt
zumindest is des bei mir so ...

Zitat von limpbiskit:

Warum homosexualität????
das sind Gaahl und Infernus von Gorgoroth einer norwegischen Black Metal Band.
Sie haben sich selbst zu den Hohenpriester des Satanismus auf Erden ernannt.

Zitat von limpbiskit:

Warum homosexualität????
das sind Gaahl und Infernus von Gorgoroth einer norwegischen Black Metal Band.
Sie haben sich selbst zu den Hohenpriester des Satanismus auf Erden ernannt.

Zitat von schnaebber:

Was hat homosexualität mit satanismus zu tun?