It is our suffering that brings us together. It is not love. Love does not obey the mind, and turns to hate when forced. The bond that binds us is beyond choice. We are brothers. We are brothers in what we share. In pain, which each of us must suffer alone, in hunger, in poverty, in hope, we know our brotherhood. We know it, because we have had to learn it. We know that there is no help for us but from one another, that no hand will save us if we do not reach out our hand. And the hand that you reach out is empty, as mine is. You have nothing. You possess nothing. You own nothing. You are free. All you have is what you are, and what you give.
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eargasmic It is our suffering that brings us together. It is not love. Love does not obey the mind, and turns to hate when forced. The bond that binds us is beyond choice. We are brothers. We are brothers in what we share. In pain, which each of us must suffer alone, in hunger, in poverty, in hope, we know our brotherhood. We know it, because we have had to learn it. We know that there is no help for us but from one another, that no hand will save us if we do not reach out our hand. And the hand that you reach out is empty, as mine is. You have nothing. You possess nothing. You own nothing. You are free. All you have is what you are, and what you give. -
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bestes lied des jahres, period.
grooveshark.com/#/s/Indelible+Mistakes/45BqU6?src=5
liebe, liebe, liebe. so viel schmerz in dem lied. so ehrlich.
I used to care, you were my oxygen, every breath I took, and now my lungs have seen better days,
I have to come to terms that you're not around,
I have to come to terms...
I wish you weren’t so cold,
It’s not my fault you're such an awful liar,
Your lust will come, back to haunt you,
Your lust will come, back to haunt you.
You stole my heart, my heart.
And even though you said you’d stay,
I had to let you slip away...
Even though you said you’d stay,
I had to let you go. Let you go.
Never thought I’d be the same, but I’m fine.
I have come to terms that you are not around,
I have come to terms.
I, am better off now,
It’s sad to say, I don’t fucking miss you,
anymore.
Whore
As the sun comes up, you go down,
*yeah*
must have been a good night,
Goodnight, my love.
MfG
"You wanted life
- I showed you love."
Seraphs Post-Hardcore/Emo/Screamo/Metalcore/Deathcore - Thread (Hell YELL!)
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Boo^ schrieb:
Seraph. Connecting people.
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Heute gefunden, geht gut rein. -
Lang nicht gehört...immer noch saugut -
Heute ist "alter" Schinken Tag -
Wenn wir jetzt schonmal bei ,,alter Schinken sind''
Ich muss imer an Lotus oder Pudge denken wenn ich dieses Lied höre.
Dotavideos prägen fürs Leben
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Dank Noss seit Ewigkeiten mal wieder das Figure Number Five Album.
Gefällt mir aber bisher nach den ersten beiden Songs lange nicht mehr so gut wie früher :/ -
spasten. soilwork best
MfG
"You wanted life
- I showed you love."
Seraphs Post-Hardcore/Emo/Screamo/Metalcore/Deathcore - Thread (Hell YELL!)
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Boo^ schrieb:
Seraph. Connecting people.
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Seraph schrieb:
bestes lied des jahres, period.
grooveshark.com/#/s/Indelible+Mistakes/45BqU6?src=5
liebe, liebe, liebe. so viel schmerz in dem lied. so ehrlich.
I used to care, you were my oxygen, every breath I took, and now my lungs have seen better days,
I have to come to terms that you're not around,
I have to come to terms...
I wish you weren’t so cold,
It’s not my fault you're such an awful liar,
Your lust will come, back to haunt you,
Your lust will come, back to haunt you.
You stole my heart, my heart.
And even though you said you’d stay,
I had to let you slip away...
Even though you said you’d stay,
I had to let you go. Let you go.
Never thought I’d be the same, but I’m fine.
I have come to terms that you are not around,
I have come to terms.
I, am better off now,
It’s sad to say, I don’t fucking miss you,
anymore.
Whore
As the sun comes up, you go down,
*yeah*
must have been a good night,
Goodnight, my love.
MfG
warum kannte ich das nich?
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