14-03-2011, 11:07 PM
O_O''
In acest caz... gandul meu malefic ar fi sa ma las rapit!
PS: Nota 10, nu s-a mai gandit nimeni sa ma rapeasca vreodata, o idee ingenioasa in a scapa lumea de mine!
In acest caz... gandul meu malefic ar fi sa ma las rapit!
PS: Nota 10, nu s-a mai gandit nimeni sa ma rapeasca vreodata, o idee ingenioasa in a scapa lumea de mine!
Through pain and misery, a new life is born,
Hathread and resentment from all who once thorn,
This young soul apart from its rightfull master;
A whisper of death, a scent of despair, a brink of disaster
Befalls within the place he once called home;
Now that he finally falls to his tomb
There's still nobody who would even bother;
To give a schit on this outcast, diseased and forsaken,
From whom this world has very much taken
His lifespan, his pride, his every right to humanly behave
Leaving him empty as he descends to his grave,
Pure darkness remains, with nothing to uncover,
Only the memory, tormented with anger
Of what's left behind: the love of a brother.