dEUS - via // i break my heart with a frying pan i'm gonna hit it and against the rock i'm gonna hit it and against the clock

Apocalyptica - Hope (vol.2) // Hope is beauty, personified at her feet, the world, hypnotized a million flashes, a million smiles and on the catwalk she flats in style but in the heart of darkness our hope lies lost and torn all flame like love is fleeting when there's no hope anymore pain and glory hand in hand a sacrifice the highest price like the poison in her arm like a whisper, she was gone like when angels fall and in this heart of darkness our hope lies on the floor all love like flame is fleeting when there's no hope anymore like the poison in her arm like a whisper, she was gone like an angel angels fall

Apocalyptica - Hope (vol.2) // Hope is beauty, personified at her feet, the world, hypnotized a million flashes, a million smiles and on the catwalk she flats in style but in the heart of darkness our hope lies lost and torn all flame like love is fleeting when there's no hope anymore pain and glory hand in hand a sacrifice the highest price like the poison in her arm like a whisper, she was gone like when angels fall and in this heart of darkness our hope lies on the floor all love like flame is fleeting when there's no hope anymore like the poison in her arm like a whisper, she was gone like an angel angels fall

Apocaliptica - The Unforgiven // -

Byron - Crossroads // Crossroads fail to decide which road i should take before my time grows old, have to be sure that i am prepared to do what I've been told... but i'm scared of what i might love - tell me, is there no other way? i'm supposed to be my highness and i'm nothing but a slave... leaving it all away... they said that to be good one has to prove that the path is all clean - doing the right thing, helping the poor ones, loving your fine queen… but i'm scared of what i might love - tell me, is there no other way? i'm supposed to be my highness and i'm nothing but a slave... what if your thoughts, your dreams are all wrong? what if my love is just pain on your tongue? what if i spit on your idols when you pray? will you change? try not to worry, cheap is the worst me that you'll ever know, i'm glad i refused your known ways of bleeding, your ways to be sold.

Byron -Crossroads // Crossroads fail to decide which road i should take before my time grows old, have to be sure that i am prepared to do what I've been told... but i'm scared of what i might love - tell me, is there no other way? i'm supposed to be my highness and i'm nothing but a slave... leaving it all away... they said that to be good one has to prove that the path is all clean - doing the right thing, helping the poor ones, loving your fine queen… but i'm scared of what i might love - tell me, is there no other way? i'm supposed to be my highness and i'm nothing but a slave... what if your thoughts, your dreams are all wrong? what if my love is just pain on your tongue? what if i spit on your idols when you pray? will you change? try not to worry, cheap is the worst me that you'll ever know, i'm glad i refused your known ways of bleeding, your ways to be sold.

Air Traffic *NO MORE RUNNING AWAY* // It's people scattered on the floor, Cool war kids are running out of time, It's such a shame to see, It's such a shame to feel the way, The sun comes streaming throught the clouds, Dust and dirt are settled all around, I hear the same old words, I see the same old warning scars, We're out of luck this time, We've fallen apart, We're out of luck this time, Tears are rolling down my face, Feeds the fear that's running through the stream, And oh I don't wanna feel, But I don't wanna feel this way, We're out of luck this time, We've fallen apart, We're out of luck this time, No more running away No more running away No more running away No more running away No more running away No more running away No more running away No more running away No more running away No more running away We've fallen apart We're out of luck this time, We've fallen apart, We're out of luck this time

Deus - Instant Street // You're probably right, seen from your side, that I've been lucky but I've been meaning to crack all week. Yes I've been involved, it never resolved into anything shocking. Pains playing yoyo in my body as we speak. And now I found something to look for, but I can't decide, 'Cause I might find that to stroll behind is better than to score. Just like I did before. It wouldn't be true, not towards you, to say that I'm staying. When on every single impulse, on every other move I react. 'Cause in any old creek, with changing technique, you'll see me playing. After any old motherfucking blow I'll be back. We turned away from instant stuff our cracking codes were breaking up our words were sucked out it made them clean. And after lowness say it and after more let it be known Our codes are grown into something mean. You're probably right, as for tonight, you're making me nervous. What is it you want me to be thinking of? I'll put on a movie, I'll play something groovy as a matter of service And I'll chuckle when you smile as a matter of love. 'Cause you know it's not my style to be giving up now. And this pain in my side, I had enough. This time I go for Instant Street This life's a soulless excuse for all abuse and parenthesis. The flyspecked windows and the stinking lobbies they'll remain all the same, all the same. This time I go. This time I go...

Vinovatii fara vina // VINOVATII FARA VINA (Dorin Liviu Zaharia) Sunt curat la trup, curat la suflet, Vreau sa-i inteleg si sa-i iubesc. Nu conteaza cat de lung am parul, Important e cat de mult gandesc. Simt in trup pletosii daci, comati, Firea mea e saltul omenesc. Nu conteaza cat de lung am parul, Important e cat si cum gandesc. Lume, lume, sora lume, Lume, lume, sora lume, De ce esti rea, rea de gura, De ce ne privesti cu ura? Vinovatii fara vina Cer sa se faca lumina. Vrea sa-nalt castele de gandire, Vreau sa fiu lasat sa simt cum cresc. Nu conteaza cat de lung am parul, Important e cat si cum gandesc. Nu e loc de noi in lumea voastra, Nu-s din noi acei ce ne muncesc Si tin cont de cat de lung am parul, Nu de cum si cat de mult gandesc. Lume, lume, sora lume, Lume, lume, sora lume, De ce esti rea, rea de gura, De ce ne privesti cu ura? Vinovatii fara vina Cer sa se faca lumina. Hei, voi, neatenti la viata noatra, Hei, voi, ce ne credeti pui de drac! Gandurile voastr-s si-ale noastre, Gusturile insa nu ne plac. Hei, voi, care-ati fost odata tineri, Hei, voi, care stiti ce-i omenesc! Nu conteaza cat de lung am parul, Mai presus e cat si cum gandesc. Lume, lume, sora lume, Lume, lume, sora lume, De ce esti rea, rea de gura, De ce ne privesti cu ura? Vinovatii fara vina Cer sa se faca lumina!