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geschrieben am: 22.03.2004 um 08:17 Uhr
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Jeden Osiem L - Jak zapomniec
dann:
Ibrahim Tatlises - Usta
[gruss an alle, die heute nicht frei haben] ;-) |
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geschrieben am: 22.03.2004 um 10:30 Uhr
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| I will wear whatever and blow whomever I want as long as I can breathe and kneel... |
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geschrieben am: 22.03.2004 um 10:40 Uhr
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geschrieben am: 22.03.2004 um 16:33 Uhr
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zwei hübsche liedchen, da über mir :)
immer noch aufm beatsteaks-trip, 311? :--))
kaliber 44 - miedzymiastowa
dann:
Lalo Schifrin - Sampans |
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geschrieben am: 22.03.2004 um 16:38 Uhr
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schon immer, sweety :-))
gerade hör ich nur das brummen meines computers, inkl. vogelgepiepse und hasenscharren. °J° |
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geschrieben am: 22.03.2004 um 16:43 Uhr
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| Frank Zappa: Billy the mountain |
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geschrieben am: 22.03.2004 um 16:59 Uhr
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(zitat)vogelgepiepse und hasenscharren(/zitat)
immer noch besser als Küblböck oder so! :)
Edith Piaf - non je ne regrette rien
@Ex und danach gleich Bobby Braun? ;-)
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geschrieben am: 22.03.2004 um 19:23 Uhr
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word up, sweety! :-))
save ferris - i know |
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geschrieben am: 22.03.2004 um 20:04 Uhr
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@Ex und danach gleich Bobby Braun? ;-)
(/zitat)
nöö, wenn weiter, dann hot rats, 200 motels oder grand wazoo....aber vielleicht auch einfach n bißchen Randy Newman......short people z.B....... |
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geschrieben am: 22.03.2004 um 22:22 Uhr
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| dmx & camron - we go hard |
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geschrieben am: 23.03.2004 um 19:18 Uhr
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| AC/DC Highway to hell!!!!!!!! |
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geschrieben am: 23.03.2004 um 19:19 Uhr
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| AC/DC Highway to hell!!!!!!!! |
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geschrieben am: 23.03.2004 um 19:57 Uhr
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(zitat)Jeden Osiem L - Jak zapomniec
dann:
Ibrahim Tatlises - Usta
[gruss an alle, die heute nicht frei haben] ;-)(/zitat)
Boah, was hörst du denn? *augenreibt weil denen nicht traut*
Krass.... *nicht glauben kann und den Mund nimmer zukriegt* |
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geschrieben am: 23.03.2004 um 20:02 Uhr
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Achja... hier schneit es natürlich wieder und nur aus Trotz läuft Kevin Little mit "Turn me on".
Das ist auf meiner "Willkommen Sommer"-CD drauf mit anderen netten Sachen. So! Winter, geh endlich weg. |
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geschrieben am: 23.03.2004 um 21:42 Uhr
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Ill Nino - Estoy Loco
Lang lebe Spanischsprachiger Metal! |
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geschrieben am: 24.03.2004 um 08:03 Uhr
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(zitat)(zitat)Jeden Osiem L - Jak zapomniec
dann:
Ibrahim Tatlises - Usta
[gruss an alle, die heute nicht frei haben] ;-)(/zitat)
Boah, was hörst du denn? *augenreibt weil denen nicht traut*
Krass.... *nicht glauben kann und den Mund nimmer zukriegt*(/zitat)
Shinju, was hat dich denn so aus der Fassung gebracht?
Das erste Lied ist meines Wissens ein polnisches Liebeslied. Es ist auf einer CD von meiner Zimmernachbarin drauf.
Das zweite ist orientalisch angehaucht. Arabesk Musik. :)
patrice - no excuse |
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geschrieben am: 24.03.2004 um 09:10 Uhr
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Bruce Hornsby The Way it is
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geschrieben am: 24.03.2004 um 20:27 Uhr
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Iced Earth ~ The Devil to pay
In July 1863
A nation torn in tragedy
A trick of fate,Two great armies merge
Gods of war at Gettysburg
Devastation lies ahead
50,000 bodies litter the land
Hell rages three full days
The reaper sows, there's the devil to pay
The pressure's on and the reb's attack
The yanks must hold, They can't fall back
Just two brigades, 2000 strong
Against 20,000 they can't hold long
General Reynolds makes his way
Expect no mercy from the iron brigade
Until he shows they're on their own
But Buford's men have a will of stone
Bayonets gleam in the moorning sun
Smoke and fire belching from their guns
Another volley and again they strike
Thousands more comin' down the Chambersbourg pike
This tragedy and what it brings
All the devastation
"The reaper has his way"
Men will kill, Blood will spill
To preserve the nation
"There's the devil to pay"
South of town down the Emmitsburg road
The first corps are starting to show
For Buford's men, They're here just in time
The desperate need to strenghthen the line
Bodies dropping the blue and the grey
Muskets fire and cannon blaze
The union fights defending the town
But they're outnumbered and losing ground
From the north and the west more rebels arrive
Thousands more and the fight multiplies
McPhearson's ridge and the black hats strike
A rebel sharpshooter takes Reynolds life
Attack! Attack! General Lee gives command
They're overwhelmed, The situation demands
The federals retreat and rush out of town
But they have fortified and saved the high ground
The day ends in victory for the south
Lee's as convinced as god's will is profound
They are invincible and their cause is just
But Longstreet is cautious and lacking in trust
Across the way the union digs in
The round tops, cemetary ridge and out to culps hill
Their lines are strong, No denying they'll stay
When the confederates strike
There'll be the devil to pay!
S.P.Q.R.der Gilt...
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geschrieben am: 24.03.2004 um 20:29 Uhr
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und weiter geht es mit part II
Iced Earth ~ Hold at all costs
Just a mile or so away
Is my dearest friend in this world.
He wears the Blue and I the Grey
And god it hurts me so
The last time we were together I grabbed his hand and I pledged
If I ever draw my sword on you may the good lord strike me dead
The union flank's in trouble
To the round top on the double
A bad decision, insubordination
Exposed our line in a dangerous way
The burden lies upon us
Surrender is not an option
We are the flank, and if we break, the union crumbles we could lose the war
Down below's the carnage
The rebels charging onward
Push the slaughter forward, the peach orchard.
Through the wheat field and devil's den
The valour of the Texans
And Alabama's best men
They're Unrelenting
And Devastating
The last full measure of devotion's clear
We'll know what we're made of.
When up against all odds we hold our line
For the cause that we so love
We must hold at all cost
We'll know what we're made of
When our nation needs us
We'll stay the course, for the union we so love
We must hold at all costs!
Wave after wave, they are coming
Their power must be waning!
We're out of ammo, we can't fall back, no !
A desperate measure, a means to end
On their next wave we charge at them
There is no other option
Disconcert them, force submission, on my command, fix bayonets!
We'll know what we're made of
The burden lies with us
When up against al odds we hold our line
We can't fail
For the cause that we so love
We must hold at all costs
We'll know what we're made of
With courage in our hearts
When our nation needs us, We'll stay the course
We won't fail
For the union we so love
We must hold at all cost!!
S.P.Q.R.der Gilt... |
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geschrieben am: 24.03.2004 um 20:33 Uhr
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und nun der dritte und letzte teil eines 32 minütigen eposŽ
das beste was ich in letzter zeit gehört habe ^^
Iced Earth ~ High Water Mark
Lee:
"It was very close, yesterday,
I thought for sure, they would break
But this attack, that I have planned
A massive strike across open land
In the center, they will break (will they break?)
But plan it well, everything's at stake
We'll hit em hard, not a silent gun.
Before the infantry's begun"
"Execute it well, we risk everything"
"It's in Gods hands now"
Longstreet:
"General Lee, I must tell you straight
I beleive this attack will fail.
No 15,000 men ever made,
Will overtake that ridge today
A mile charge over open ground,
With yankee cannon gunnin' us down"
Lee:
"We do our duty, we do what we must
And in my plan, you will trust"
"Execute it well, we risk everything"
"It's in Gods hands now"
The rebel cannon break the silence
One hundred fifty guns make up their cannonade
They must destroy the union center
Before the infantry can launch their grand assult
The yankees are returning fire
In Washington D.C. Lincoln feels the earth shake
What happens here this day
The fate of this nation
In the balance it will hang
Consumed with the pain
The courage of the blue
The valour of the grey
So very sad but true
Consumed with the pain
The virginians are the chosen
In wait behind the trees on Seminary Ridge
Longstreet's slow to give the orders
The lines emerged a mile, 15,000 men
The charge begins in all its granduer
For many of these men, they know it is their last
The slaughter now ensues
Bodies fall like rain
They valiantly pursue
Yet doomed to remain
At the double quick they charge
The canister rips through them
To the mouth of hell they march
Glory, the only gain
Armistead:
"We're almost there my boys
I've never served with finer
We must push forward boys
And bayonet the yankee tyrants
To the copse of trees we charge
To crush the union center
And when they turn and run
An open road leads us to freedom"
Lee:
"It's over now we are retreating
I never thought that we'd be beaten
All this blood is on my hands
The thousands dead due to my plan
I am responsible, all of it is my fault
I thought us invincible
Is this gods will, after all?
I look across this blood soaked land
All this blood is on my hands
God forgive me, please forgive me
It's all my fault, the blood is on my hands"
S.P.Q.R.der Gilt...
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geschrieben am: 25.03.2004 um 15:57 Uhr
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Also im Tv läuft grad:
Kevin Lyttle - Turn me on |
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geschrieben am: 25.03.2004 um 18:52 Uhr
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| Ich höre: Apocalyptica feat. Sandra Nasi - Path Vol.2.mp3 Dauer: 3m23s |
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geschrieben am: 25.03.2004 um 22:17 Uhr
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geschrieben am: 27.03.2004 um 15:02 Uhr
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The Doors - The end
mitsingt:
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end...
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end.
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geschrieben am: 27.03.2004 um 15:52 Uhr
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