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The Vitamin String Quartet plays Green Day's Give Me Novacaine from American Idiot. Enjoy!
NOTE: I do not own this music. Use it only to listen.
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The Vitamin String Quartet plays Green Day's Give Me Novacaine from American Idiot. Enjoy!
NOTE: I do not own this music. Use it only to listen.
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This is Prima Donna :)
Glad my video is finally getting some attention! lol...
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Halloween greetings from skary.net! (re-uploaded to fix some issues)
AGONY I am here. I am everywhere Every place youve been I have waited Every face y...
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Halloween greetings from skary.net! (re-uploaded to fix some issues)
AGONY I am here. I am everywhere Every place youve been I have waited Every face youve seen I have worn I have not one name but thousands I come on the wings of an epidemic Of a massacre A lone scream in the night Announced by the distant thunder of a war or the bleat of the slaughtered calf I visit the dying in their burning skin Devour the bodies of the sick I crush the hearts of the hopeful as I dance on the backs of the weak Your greatest fears are my delight With your cries you invite me in I am the betrayal you could not have seen The killer you thought you knew One day I will be your mother or your father or your friend Another day I will be your neighbour, or perhaps Ill work through you There are monsters hiding in your closet There are ghosts beneath your bed The dream you feared was real Was real These are gifts to you from me I love you in my little way With your suffering I am alive! Cant you hear the music on the wind? Dont you recognize the tune? Is it you my friend, your struggling? Your spirit torn limb from limb? But I am not death Death is your deliverer Death looks to me with sorrow in his eyes and asks, Why must you do this? My answer remains unchanged I do what you cannot No end is swift under my watch Mercy is a mistake I correct I am peace destroyed and eyes forced open The ragged ring around your neck. I am your secret wish for others I am their secret wish for you I have not one name but thousands But you... you may call me Agony And I am pleased to make your acquaintance
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ich lass dunkelbunte quergestreifte grüße da
dem Sturz entgegen,
schäumt er unmutig
stufenweise
zum Abgrund.
Im flachen Bette
schleicht er das Wiesental hin,
und in dem glatten See
weiden ihr Antlitz
alle Gestirne.
Wind ist der Welle
lieblicher Buhler;
Wind mischt vom Grund aus
schäumende Wogen.
Seele des Menschen,
wie gleichst du dem Wasser!
Schicksal des Menschen,
wie gleichst du dem Wind!
J.W.v.Goethe
Des Menschen Seele
gleicht dem Wasser:
Vom Himmel kommt es,
zum Himmel steigt es,
und wieder nieder
zur Erde muss es.
Ewig wechselnd.
Strömt von der hohen,
steilen Felswand
der reine Strahl,
dann stäubt er lieblich
in Wolkenwellen
zum glatten Fels,
und leicht empfangen
wallt er verschleiernd,
leisrauschend
zur Tiefe nieder.