Whisper your name in an empty room
You brush past my skin
As soft as fur
Taking hold
I taste your scent
Distant noises
Other voices
Pounding in my broken head
Commit the sin
Commit yourself
And all the other voices said
Change your mind
You're always wrong
Come around at Christmas
I really have to see you
Smile at me slyly
Another festive compromise
But I live with desertion
And eight million people
Distant noises
Other voices
Pulsing in my swinging arms
Caress the sound
So many dead
And all the other voices said
Change your mind
You're always wrong
whisper your name in an empty room
you brush past my skin
as soft as fur
taking hold
i taste your scent
distant noises
other voices
pounding in my broken head
commit the sin
commit yourself
and all the other voices said
change your mind
you're always wrong
come around at christmas
i really have to see you
smile at me slyly
another festive compromise
but i live with desertion
and eight million people
distant noises
farther voices
pulsing in my swinging arms
caress the sound
so many dead
and all the other voices said
change your mind
you're always wrong
____________________
I am the unmaker... I bring death to the beautiful dawn.
R.I.P. Brant Hinds (ex-Mastodon). Kai Joe Duplantier pasakė šią naujieną per Gojiros koncą, negalėjau patikėt. Žmogus tik išėjo iš grupės, galimai norėdamas pasidžiaugt gyvenimu, ir buvo su motociklu nudaužtas sankryžoj. Life is a bitch.
Atsirado šviežias kito žmogaus postas fb evente, kad 19:00 Neckbreakker ir 20:15 Gojira. Pačiu laiku sužinota. Ypač tiems, kas iš kitų miestų važiuoja.
Vėl Live Nation komunikacija yra šūdų krūva. Bus Neckbreakker apšildymas, ko orgai iki šiol nepaskelbė (info ateina per atskirus komentuotojus ir pačios Neckbreakker profilį). Laikas neaišku, ar 20 h apšildymas, ar jau Gojira
Man nuoširdžiai baisu, kas bus tam Lukiškių kalėjimo kiemelyje... man atrodo baisiai per maža erdvė, jie sold out'ino ir po to dar 100 bilietų paleido. Avenged Sevenfold berods nebuvo sold out'o ir jau buvo per ankšta.
2008 m. rugpjūčio 14 d. 22:18:57
you brush past my skin
as soft as fur
taking hold
i taste your scent
distant noises
other voices
pounding in my broken head
commit the sin
commit yourself
and all the other voices said
change your mind
you're always wrong
come around at christmas
i really have to see you
smile at me slyly
another festive compromise
but i live with desertion
and eight million people
distant noises
farther voices
pulsing in my swinging arms
caress the sound
so many dead
and all the other voices said
change your mind
you're always wrong
____________________
I am the unmaker... I bring death to the beautiful dawn.