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Fifty Years Later


Asylum Pyre


Patinka? Spausk ir pridėk prie mėgstamų! Man patinka!

Stilius: Sunkioji muzika
Data: 2012 m.








What might happen

I wander through ruins
The land where we were born
Has been trashed and torn!

The magic of the rainforest
The smiles of its residents
Victims of an incest
So-called “Accidentsâ€
Religions and men
Euros, Dollars, Yen
Have written “The Endâ€
With their bloody pen

We thought we were kings
With endless futures
Everything’s falling
Fifty years later

The mines are empty
And so is the sea
Bees and flowers have passed

Everywhere people are walking aimlessly
Trying to live without trees
How long will it last?

Lands have been drained
On their skins nothing will ever grow again!

Religions and men
Euros, Dollars, Yen
Have written “The Endâ€
With their bloody pen

We thought we were kings
With endless futures
Everything’s falling
Fifty years later

Eternally
We’ll regret our history
The last snow and the last tree
Will live in our memories
Till we die

God if you’re here
Oh please please: “Take me – take me
Far from this cemeteryâ€
In deep space will ring loudly
Eternal cries

Looking around
Sometimes we call all this an “Act of Godâ€
It is one way of not feeling guilty
Then you just have to accept it and nod
But do we believe it sincerely?

These acts, these disasters have multiplied
Like as many signals that we have missed
Incredulous when the fisherman died
Paris, Tokyo, New-York, Pompeï, Atlantis
We’ve been jesters
We’ve wasted it
We’re sorry mother, if
We’ve forced you to call it quits

Religions and men
Euros, Dollars, Yen
Have written “The Endâ€
With their bloody pen

We thought we were kings
With endless futures
Everything’s falling
Fifty years later

Eternally
We’ll regret our history
The last snow and the last tree
Will live in our memories
Till we die

God if you’re here
Oh please please: “Take me, take me
Far from this cemeteryâ€
In deep space will ring loudly
Eternal cries

The end
I’m just asking for a little breeze
Just to dry an old man tears
But the wind has gone with all the trees
I’m left with all my fears

Alone in fifty years

Tell me I am wrong
Prove to me I am wrong

Give me some reason to hope




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What might happen

I wander through ruins
The land where we were born
Has been trashed and torn!

The magic of the rainforest
The smiles of its residents
Victims of an incest
So-called “Accidentsâ€
Religions and men
Euros, Dollars, Yen
Have written “The Endâ€
With their bloody pen

We thought we were kings
With endless futures
Everything’s falling
Fifty years later

The mines are empty
And so is the sea
Bees and flowers have passed

Everywhere people are walking aimlessly
Trying to live without trees
How long will it last?

Lands have been drained
On their skins nothing will ever grow again!

Religions and men
Euros, Dollars, Yen
Have written “The Endâ€
With their bloody pen

We thought we were kings
With endless futures
Everything’s falling
Fifty years later

Eternally
We’ll regret our history
The last snow and the last tree
Will live in our memories
Till we die

God if you’re here
Oh please please: “Take me – take me
Far from this cemeteryâ€
In deep space will ring loudly
Eternal cries

Looking around
Sometimes we call all this an “Act of Godâ€
It is one way of not feeling guilty
Then you just have to accept it and nod
But do we believe it sincerely?

These acts, these disasters have multiplied
Like as many signals that we have missed
Incredulous when the fisherman died
Paris, Tokyo, New-York, Pompeï, Atlantis
We’ve been jesters
We’ve wasted it
We’re sorry mother, if
We’ve forced you to call it quits

Religions and men
Euros, Dollars, Yen
Have written “The Endâ€
With their bloody pen

We thought we were kings
With endless futures
Everything’s falling
Fifty years later

Eternally
We’ll regret our history
The last snow and the last tree
Will live in our memories
Till we die

God if you’re here
Oh please please: “Take me, take me
Far from this cemeteryâ€
In deep space will ring loudly
Eternal cries

The end
I’m just asking for a little breeze
Just to dry an old man tears
But the wind has gone with all the trees
I’m left with all my fears

Alone in fifty years

Tell me I am wrong
Prove to me I am wrong

Give me some reason to hope

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Girdejau, kad Voveris paliko Voveris,
19:43 - Very_crazy_enough
Matytumet, Silentistas online. Viskas regis tvarkoj. Tik metus ne zodzio puslapyj nesurezga, children of bodom ir bury tomorrow 10-ais vertina kasdien.
19:39 - Very_crazy_enough
Jei man taip kirstu kamuolys kaip belgui Lukakui ir as jam, tai iskart analphabetas patapciau, ir grafofobas dar : D
19:27 - Very_crazy_enough
uolys lekia į vartus, Nors kartais kojos, smūgiai – trankūs,
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19:26 - Very_crazy_enough
2 sportai, kur kartais reikia galvos.
Balti, juodi laukeliai. Karalius, bokštas, pėstininkas...
Čia šachmatų žaidėjai Mintis į priekį gena tinka.
Čia galvą naudot privaloma, Strategija – apgalvota.
O futbolo aikštėje, žiūrėk. Kova verda beprotiška!
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Ka reik daryti kad nemiegotu ant zemes kamuoliai? Reik juos spardyt metyt ar kitaip gniauzyt, nes apkerpejes daiktas sukiuza, sudziuna, nebestangrus - ypac vasara! Kick de bol ;7]
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23:20 - Very_crazy_enough
Keisti futb komentatoriai. Tai jie abu palaiko belgus, paskui abu iskart - egiptiecius! Hipokritikai!
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