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"My fathers land
My mothers tounge
Misleading me so shamelessly
For many years I misbelieved
The hatred is the path for me"

Father I have killed
Many angels, I think.
I will now walk to the sea.
I hope I will someday forgive me
Please moor my empty boat on a pier

I can blame for the blue blood that runs in my veins.
But I seem to forget that we are all the same.

In your own blaze of hate you've spawn the fear in many lifes
You've taken action thinking it was all said on the signs.
You cannot heal the feeling burning deep inside your spine
You now collapse, cave in revealing scabby marks of life

Mother I've seen too much, I hate to live my life.
Forgot every word you told me, stubborn little child, (angel of your life)
I have to find my Eden now, the gates I left behind.
The pain will remain.
No power to gain.

Now I have time to dwell on, self awareness, dreadful crime.
I saw the colors too bright, not knowing that I was blind.
I slayed a man who took a chance and drank the forbidden wine.
The map I draw reveals that I have been complete machine in team.

Father I've seen too much, I hate to live my life.
Forgot every word you told me, stubborn little child, (angel of your life)
I have to find my Eden now, the gates I left behind.
The pain will remain.
No power to gain no.

Mother where's your son?
When has this begun?
Who has been the fool?

No one was born to be a servant or a slave.
Who can tell me the color of the rain?
In the world that we live in, the things said and done
They can well overrun the power of one.

No one was born to be a servant or a slave.
Can you tell me the color of the rain?
In the world that we live in, the things said and done
They can well overrun the power of one.

To live and let die
To give hope and take life
Is that what you're here for?

To think that you are right
To make sure it won't fly
It's a making of a hate crime

In the homes of the brave,
In the homes of the land slaves,
We are all the same

I need to believe.
There's more than the eye can see
All colors of rainbow.

No one was born to be a slave
Seek the past and place the blame
Tell me the color of the rain
No one was born to be a master

In the land we live, we die
praise the oneness, praise the lie
To bind a web around the faker
We will need a true Rainmaker

No one was born to be a slave
Seek the past and place the blame
Tell me the color of the rain
No one was born to be a master

"Children of Abel, Children of Cain
Can live in harmony, without shame.
The keys that I grant thee, The Sacret Land
Are dry desert sand on the palm of your hand.
Without the water, the wisdom of past
Will run through your fingers, forgotten so fast.
Thus now when I leave you, I´m truly blind
This blindness, this blessing, the hope of mankind..."

mr.salaatti on lisätty keskusteluun.

(22:25) Maddie sanoo:
dyyds!!!
(22:25) Maddie sanoo:
rakastan teit <3<4<3<34z3434<34<34
(22:25) mr.salaatti sanoo:
niimäki<3
(22:25) Niku. sanoo:
mäki teit<3<3<1<1<12<2<2<9309<83
(22:31) Maddie sanoo:
...ja se keskustelu jäiki sitte siihe.

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VITTUSATATNAPEKEKLERKAOÖDVITTUVTITUSAATNTAPERKELELVITUTSVITTUVIUTNHOMOVITTUJEESUFPERKELEJVITTU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

mentiin salladen (<3) kanssa jo hyvissä ajoin (=~8:20) oottelemaan salladen sherlockaaman jumbon ylimmän kerroksen jutun ovien aukeemista. edessä oli sellanen kolkytä henkeä. pommiin nukkuneet 'henkeen ja vereen' -metallicafanit hurjastelivat paikalle 197 km/h, ja asettuivat jonon hännille. taaksepäin jonoa ylsi parin sadan henkilön verran.

tarkoituksena oli ostaa lippu itselle (69€), ja toinen myytäväksi (olisi maksanut oman lipun+profiittia ^^). tietysti kenttäpaikat olisivat olleet parhain vaihtoehto, mutta tokihan ne istumapaikatkin olisivat kelvanneet, 8:50 ovet avautuivat ja tallustelimme sisätiloihin.

FAIL! stockmannin oven edessä oli puolisatapäinen joukkio odottelemassa ovien avautumista ennenkuin meidän letka oli edes sisällä. ne rötöstelevät ketkut olivat tulleet toisista ovista, ja asettuivat jonossa roimasti meidän edelle. siinä sitten odoteltiin ja toivottiin.

210€ poltteli käsissäni. rahaa oli varattu kahteen lippuun, ja tarvittaessa vielä yhteen, jos salladen kortti olisi konstaillut. ajan kuluessa hullut metallicafanit, niin coolit risuparta-äijät kuin wnbe97-hewarit (\../.!) jatkoivat jonoa varsin kauas kaukaisuuteen, niin että jonon päätä ei enää edes nähnyt.
ovet avattiin, ja käppäilimme sisään. kaikille jaettiin vuoronumerot, joiden mukaan sitten talsittiin sinne hiton tiskeille. "58. ja 59.! varmaan saadaan liput!"

odoteltiin hemmetin pitkä tovi, ja jo seitsemän minuutin jälkeen kuului huuto "kenttäliput loppuunmyyty". mikäs siinä, ei me sinne ois haluttukkaan. vuoronumerot vuoronumerojen perään paiskivat taululle, ja niinhän siinä (tietenkin) kävi, että viimeiset tiketit vietiin nenämme edestä. nyt niitä sitten myydään 500 € huutonetissä.

no, säästettiinpähä pitkä penni. ei me sinne ois haluttukkaa.

I dreamed I was missing
You were so scared
But no one would listen
Cause no one else cared
After my dreaming
I woke with this fear
What am I leaving
When I'm done here
So if you're asking me I want you to know

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that i've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed
Don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Don't be afraid
I've taken my beating
I've shared what i made
I'm strong on the surface
Not all the way through
I've never been perfect
But neither have you
So if you're asking me I want you to know

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed
Don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Forgetting
All the hurt inside you learned to hide so well
Pretending
Someone else can come and save me from myself
I can't be who you are

When my time comes
Forget the wrong that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed
Don't resent me
And when you're feeling empty
Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest

Forgetting
All the hurt inside you learned to hide so well
Pretending
Someone else can come and save me from myself
I can't be who you are

I can't be who you are

Hyvän vastuksen annat kuitenkin :)

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mis vaiheessa oot tuntematonta sotilasta : )?
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venaas
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mä ohitin sen noin...
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...sivu sitten.