| Hei there My name is Sandra. I'm 18 years old and from Germania. I'm a student and a metalhead aka Metal lover. *the music genre >.>* Thanks for visiting my site |


Master Passion GreedThe sky changes to color grey againMaster Passion Greed
It feels like everything is damn wrong
There is the emptiness nothing to gain
It seems so endless and painfully long
Above you, the clouds keep moving faster
It is showing, death screaming and calling
Time to meet your almighty master
It keeps you to spiral downward falling
Your face is hitting thr dirty, cold floor
It is keeping, building up timeless fear
There is the lifetime locked up metal door
The ending of disbelieve is so near
Everythin
| Hei there My name is Sandra. I'm 18 years old and from Germania. I'm a student and a metalhead aka Metal lover. *the music genre >.>* Thanks for visiting my site |
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" We Lived On Sunshine And Chocolate Bars "
~Candy.
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fuck yeah, the earth.
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~*The road to hell is paved with good intentions...*~
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"Might controls everything. And without strength, you cannot protect anything. Let alone yourself."
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~* The night air never hurt so deep
As it whispered praises of despair
To keep in this lonely heart *~
^ That's probably something to be depressed about.
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~*The road to hell is paved with good intentions...*~
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"Might controls everything. And without strength, you cannot protect anything. Let alone yourself."
sorry for the late reply, i just logged in...
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"You guys are the best fucking group of people I ever fucking met in my life!" - Chester Bennington to us.
click for Shinoda.
It's okay
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~* The night air never hurt so deep
As it whispered praises of despair
To keep in this lonely heart *~
btw, bare with my late replies...please, I don't check this very often. xD
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"You guys are the best fucking group of people I ever fucking met in my life!" - Chester Bennington to us.
click for Shinoda.
I'm pretty good ^_^ stressed out by school too and super busy with my boyfriend <3
So anything new?
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~* The night air never hurt so deep
As it whispered praises of despair
To keep in this lonely heart *~
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