I fall away in fields of light
And cast away yesterday's fight
A tempting calling of night I blame
But never walking towards the flame
My fire still burns, but was it ever really gone?
My fire still burns, but was it ever really gone?
My fire still burns, but was it ever really gone?
My fire still burns, but was it ever really gone?
Touching you was easy
A breath we pray to reach the skies
The penalties of drifting
Wash away beneath your eyes
The chaos spinning faster
And a question never answered
Of why the life we calculate fails
The stinking stain of betrayal
And the sin I've never cradled
For now a simple man will unveil
My fire (his fire) still burns, but was it ever really gone?
Really gone (gone)
My fire still burns, but was it ever really gone?
Matytumet, Silentistas online. Viskas regis tvarkoj. Tik metus ne zodzio puslapyj nesurezga, children of bodom ir bury tomorrow 10-ais vertina kasdien.
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Čia galvą naudot privaloma, Strategija – apgalvota.
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Bet jeigu is 48 saliu kur LT reitingu lentelej yra140ieji pasaulyje, ateityje turesim gera komanda, to pasekoje - ir stadijona, as nebetylesiu kaip sirgalis. Reksiu, spardysiu kamuoli, losiu totalizatoriu ir nesirgsiu uz kokia yiponcu komanda kaip snd
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]