huh,
В душе 
Эмоционального Злиться и печалиться тоже полезно иногда Расслабься! -=B1ack_CaT=-,
а потому и не выкладываем, что до конца ниче не понятно, есть обрывочные мысли, но я не люблю кусками трясти
Добавлено (04.12.2008, 15:17)
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Еще пачка новинок живьем:
Kingdom Of Welcome Addiction
http://www.sendspace.com/file/hkiqzb
Nature Of Inviting
http://www.sendspace.com/file/2bnd94
Tear Garden
http://www.sendspace.com/file/0o92ie
I Am Terrified
http://www.sendspace.com/file/pzszym
Eye For An Eye
http://www.sendspace.com/file/ahbu1h
За mp3 cпасибо YoureTheConversation-x с www.iamxinternational.com
Добавлено (05.12.2008, 19:58)
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От делать неча решил набросать то, что мне слышится в последних лайвах KOWA
do you remember
your curling down
forced to take sides
your taunted charm
and your broken smile
touch me unexpectedly
so long
so long
embrace me
you're crushing me and sucking life
so long
so long
you left and arrived
it's time for you to stay awhile
If you chose life
You know what the fear is like
your welcome addiction
This is your kingdom
Your fight for power
For memories
Answer and sings
Will bring you through
The door to life
Clear and redefined
So long
So long
Embrace me
Commercially you're sucking life
So long
So long
You've left and alrrived
It's time for you to recognise
If you chose life
you know what the fear is like
your welcome addiction
this is your kingdom
Добавлено (08.12.2008, 15:59)
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Еще один ОЧЕНЬ недурственный бутлег с новыми песнями. Записан весь концерт без 3-х песен. В конце запись ухудшается:(
И все равно спасибо стоит сказать Elfie-Witch с www.iamxforum.com
http://www.sendspace.com/file/0f7j7d
Добавлено (16.12.2008, 20:10)
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На концерте в Праге раздавали буклеты с текстом Think Of England. Если никто не опечатался, то это вылгядит так:
Quote
In the grip of a winter came love and greed
Insane with faith I took the driving front seat
In the low light comfort of Berlin streets
A calm from emptiness dueted with my body heat
And I was alone at the front line
The message I was taught was the triumph and the
Joy of a lifetime
I just cant think of England
Cant see the picture
Im still running from the fire
In the twilight hours of nervous rest
I bought the peace before believing the threat
In a foreign field I cut all regrets
But the poison stories just repeat themselves in a fucked up mess
And I was alone for the first time
The message I was taught was the triumph and the
Joy of a lifetime
I just cant think of england
Cant see the picture
Im still running from the fire
