The clown sat speechless. Looking in his mirror. Unable to remember. How to paint his face. . Staring at the image. Slowly getting clearer. Wondering if his fear or his heart.
I am scared of nothing. I'm a slave, to machines. I live and die a recreation.. of my dreams. It's time to bleed.. it's time for me. The New Slave Nation.
NIDO (Cristina Don). . Resto tra gli alberi. verso l'interno. lontana dagli altri. con una rosa al polso. ci sono luoghi muti, luoghi fermi. dove annusi lo spazio eterno.
Ho riempito d'oro il giardino. Perch tu vedessi. Chiaramente dov' il cammino. E. Quanti sono I passi.. . Io ti guider. Finch tu lo vuoi. E poi.... . ...aprir il giardino.
This is not my day. everything looks like being in slow motion. but I'll try to change my faith today, my destiny today. Take a good look around. What the hell am I doing here?.
Uite cum e: dragostea, inseamna durere. Cand numai unu' da si celalalt o cere. Sunt suparat pe tine,tu te superi ca te-nvinui. Nu pot nici cu tine,nici fara tine.
imagine to set one fire burn out the infection spread the ruin end the tyrrany. I saw you shut out the light tape the black fabric over your eyes. and this is the way you see there's a war going on insde me.
Long ago, a crumbling whole of me was split in two. Spat. forth into darkness and light, like the Birth from the. womb. I live like this in stillborn life. I shed my skin and.
Come a little closer. Come near and you will see. You might find the peace I sense. Out there, almost within reach. . With the headlights on. With a pocket full of stones.
Reality, reflection. I'm the fire-feeding. The world around is built by us. And us is more than all of you and me. . In the end. Nothing is true. What has been and is, will be.
Its been a long, long time. Since I felt that strong hunger inside. My revolutions on the rise!. This round, I wont be denied!. . Cause Im hanging tough.
I feel I'm becoming mechanized. . I feel I'm becoming mechanized. World spinning before me made computerized. . Separate from soul. Giving up control.
Hanging on the CROSS the price was paid. Blood shed for remission of sins. You don't care well that's too bad. There will be a price to pay. HE'S the living GOD.
Hatred rising, hatred of your kind. Reasons denied and your soul lies dead inside. . No salvation. Dig your own grave. No salvation. . Faith collapsing blind eyes for suffering.
Primitive nature of man. Violent. Hatred building within. Opressed. Powerless slaves of the state. Controlled. Sudden explosion of hate. Revolt. . Release from authority.
Years of hatred poisoned lives. Defend, blinded, desensitized. . Open wounds never heal. Cancer grows within. . Dying nation in confrontation. Reckless nation, nation of hate.
Catastrophe!. Now all my happiest memories. bear distance resemblance. to a nations spent shell casings to me.. It's so obscene.. With guns, germs, and steel we march faithfully into war.
It's not the end! Forget what I said that fucking. letter says, I'm not going over. I'm not crossing. oceans for them. It's not defense and I wont let the.
(Bop-bop-bop-bop). (Bop-bop-bop-bop). . I'm gonna tell you how it's gonna be. (Bop-bop-bop-bop). You're gonna give your love to me. (Bop-bop-bop-bop).
if you leave as I close my eyes. I will never sleep again. taste my heart sulphur butterfly. or forever fly alone. . I am your thunderdome. I provide the leper's bliss.