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vivaldi και oscar peterson (smooth jazz) στη συνέχεια

χθες τα νυκτερινά του Chopin

Τώρα σαν backround Kyle Eastwood από το OST GRAN TORINO για relax.Βοηθά και στο διάβασμα μαζί μ ένα φλιτζάνι κατεχίνες. btw reiki κάνει κανείς?

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Γιατί πρέπει να περνάμε καλά... :splats::splats::splats:

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Συγνώμη για το άσχετο αλλά πώς το κανετε αυτό το μαγικό που ποσταρετε το video....? :withstupid:

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Kill for gain or shoot to maim

But we don't need a reason

The Golden Goose is on the loose

And never out of season

Blackened pride still burns inside

This shell of bloody treason

Here's my gun for a barrel of fun

For the love of living death

The killer's breed or the Demon's seed,

The glamour, the fortune, the pain,

Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain

Don't you pray for my soul anymore?

2 minutes to midnight,

The hands that threaten doom.

2 minutes to midnight,

To kill the unborn in the womb.

The blind men shout "Let the creatures out

We'll show the unbelievers."

The napalm screams of human flames

Of a prime time Belsen feast ... yeah!

As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat and lick the gravy

We oil the jaws of the war machine and feed it with our babies.

The killer's breed or the Demon's seed,

The glamour, the fortune, the pain,

Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain

Don't you pray for my soul anymore.

2 minutes to midnight,

The hands that threaten doom.

2 minutes to midnight,

To kill the unborn in the womb.

The body bags and little rags of children torn in two

And the jellied brains of those who remain to put the finger right on you

As the madmen play on words and make us all dance to their song

To the tune of starving millions to make a better kind of gun.

The killer's breed or the Demon's seed,

The glamour, the fortune, the pain,

Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain

Don't you pray for my soul anymore.

2 minutes to midnight,

The hands that threaten doom.

2 minutes to midnight,

To kill the unborn in the womb.

Midnight

Midnight

Midnight

It's all night

Αφιερωμένο στις αεροπορικές δυνάμεις του NATO στο Αφγανιστάν που βομβαρδίζουν (και σκοτώνουν) απλούς πολίτες. Ζήτω η πολιτισμένη Δύση...

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Μεταφορεῖς καὶ ψεκασταί, ἀρχιεργάτες, γεωπόνοι,

ὅλοι ἐμεῖς οἱ δακοκτόνοι εἴμαστε δολοφόνοι.

Τί τάχα νὰ τοὺς ἔκανε σ᾿ αὐτὴν τὴν κοινωνία

καὶ κυνηγοῦν ἀλύπητα τὸ δάκο μὲ μανία;

Μεταφορεῖς καὶ ψεκασταί, ἀρχιεργάτες, γεωπόνοι,

ὅλοι ἐμεῖς οἱ δακοκτόνοι εἴμαστε δολοφόνοι.

Ὑπάρχουν μεγαλύτεροι ἐχθροὶ για τὴν ἐλιά,

μ᾿ ἀπ᾿ ὅλους ἀσπονδότεροι εἶν᾿ ὅλα τὰ πουλιά.

Μεταφορεῖς καὶ ψεκασταί, ἀρχιεργάτες, γεωπόνοι,

ὅλοι ἐμεῖς οἱ δακοκτόνοι εἴμαστε δολοφόνοι.

Γιατί λοιπὸν σὰν πιάνουμε τσίχλες καὶ μαυροπούλια,

μᾶς κυνηγοῦν οἱ δασικοὶ μέχρι νὰ βγεῖ ἡ πούλια;

Μεταφορεῖς καὶ ψεκασταί, ἀρχιεργάτες, γεωπόνοι,

ὅλοι ἐμεῖς οἱ δακοκτόνοι εἴμαστε δολοφόνοι.

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το πρωτο τραγούδι της ημέρας από το Διφωνο 96,6:

(έτυχε και να μου αρέσει)

Θάλασσα μου σκοτεινή

Ν.Πορτοκάλογλου

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Καλημέρα...

Good Mourning.

Hey, I don't feel so good.

Something's not right,

Something's coming over me

What the fuck is this?

Killer, intruder, homicidal man.

If you see me coming, run as fast as you can.

A blood thirsty demon who's stalking the street.

I hack up my victims like pieces of meat.

Blood thirsty demon, sinister fiend,

Bludgeonous slaughters, my evil deeds.

My hammer's a cold piece of blood-lethal steel.

I grin while you writhe with the pain that I deal.

Swinging the hammer, I hack through their heads,

Deviant defilers, you're next to be dead.

I unleash my hammer with sadistic intent.

Pounding, surrounding, slamming through your head. Yeah!

Their bodies convulse, in agony, and, pain.

I mangle their faces, till no features remain.

A blade for the butchering, I cut them to shreds.

First take out the organs, then cut off the head.

The remains of flesh now sop under my feet.

One more bloody massacre, the murders' complete.

I seek to dismember, a sadist fiend.

And, blood baths are my way of getting clean.

I lurk in the alleys, wait for the kill.

I have no remorse for the blood that I spill

A merciless butcher who lives underground.

I'm out to destroy you and ,I will, cut you down.

I see you, and, I'm waiting ,for Black Friday.

Killer, intruder, homicidal man.

If you see me coming, run as fast as you can.

A blood thirsty demon who's stalking the street.

I hack up my victims like pieces of meat.

I lurk in the alleys, wait for the kill.

I have no remorse for the blood that I spill

A merciless butcher who lives underground.

I'm out to destroy you and ,I will, cut you down.

It's Black Friday, paint the devil on the wall.

...και καλό σαββατοκύριακο! :)

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Fixxxer

Dolls of voodoo all stuck with pins

One for each of us and our sins

So you lay us in a line

Push your pins they make us humble

Only you can tell in time

If we fall or mearly stumble

But tell me

Can you heal what father's done?

Or fix this hole in mother's son?

Can you heal the broken worlds within?

Can you strip away so we may start again?

Tell me

Can you heal what father's done?

Or cut this rope and let us run?

Just when all seems fine

And I'm pain free

You jab another pin

Jab another pin in me

Mirror, mirror upon the wall

Break the spell or become the doll

See you sharpening the pins

So the holes will remind us

We're just the toys in the hands of another

And in time, the needles turn from shine to rust

But tell me

Can you heal what father's done?

Or fix this hole in mother's son?

Can you heal the broken worlds within?

Can you strip away so we may start again?

Tell me

Can you heal what father's done?

Or cut this rope and let us run?

Just when all seems fine

And I'm pain free

You jab another pin

Jab another pin in me

Jab it

Here come the pins

Blood for face

Sweat for dirt

Three X's for the stone

To break this curse

A ritual's due

I believe I'm not alone

Shell of shotgun

Pint of gin

Numb us up to shield the pins

Renew our faith

Which way we can

To fall in love with life again

To fall in love with life again

To fall in love with life again

To fall in love

To fall in love

To fall in love with life again

So tell me

Can you heal what father's done?

Or fix this hole in mother's son?

Can you heal the broken worlds within?

Can you strip away so we may start again?

Tell me

Can you heal what father's done?

Or cut this rope and let us run?

Just when all seems fine

And I'm pain free

You jab another pin

Jab another pin in me

No more pins in me

No more, no more pins in me

No more, no more pins in me

No more, no more, no more

No, no, no

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Melancholy (Holy Martyr)

Make the sadness go away

Come back another day

For years I've tried to teach

But their eyes are empty

Empty too I have become

For them I must die

A sad and troubled race

An ungrateful troubled place

I see the sadness in their eyes

Melancholy in their cries

Devoid of all the passion

The human spirit cannot die

Look at the pain around me

This is what I cry for

Look at the pain around me

This is what I'll die for

Make the sadness go away

Come back another day

The things I've said and done

Don't matter to anyone

But still, you push me to see

Something, I can never be

Why am I their shattered king?

I don't mean anything

I see the sadness in their eyes

Melancholy in their cries

Devoid of all the passion

The human spirit cannot die

Look at the pain around me

This is what I cry for

Look at the pain around me

This is what I'll die for

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Νυκτερινό Α'

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ocv4LdPYDSA

...Έπιασε να βρέχει ζάχαρη και μέντα,

λιώνουν διευθύνσεις στην παλιά ατζέντα...

(από το ραδιοξυπνητήρι)

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