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Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Bang! Bang!
[Lyrics]
Getadelt wird wer Schmerzen kennt
vom Feuer das die Haut verbrennt
Ich werf ein Licht
in mein Gesicht
Ein heisser Schrei
Feuer frei!
(Whoever knows pain becomes criticized
from the fire that burned up the skin
I throw a light in my face
a hot cry
open fire!)
Bang bang
Geadelt ist wer Schmerzen kennt
vom Feuer das in Lust verbrennt
ein Funkenstoss
in ihren Schoss
ein heisser Schrei
Feuer frei!
(Whoever knows pain is raised
from the fire that burns in desire
a hard thrust (that gives off sparks) into her womb
a hot cry
open fire!)
Bang bang
Feuer frei!
Gefahrlich ist wer Schmerzen kennt
vom Feuer das den Geist verbrennt
bang bang
gefahrlich das gebrannte Kind
mit Feuer das vom Leben trennt
ein heisser Schrei
bang bang
Feuer frei!
(Whoever knows pain is dangerous
from the fire that burns the soul
bang bang
the burned child is dangerous
with fire that separates from the life
a hot cry
bang bang
open fire!)
Dein Gluck
ist nicht mein Gluck
ist mein Ungluck
(Your happiness
is not my happiness
it is my misery)
Bang bang
Feuer frei!
Feuer Frei! - Rammstein
[/Lyrics]
Hey y'all! Wassup? I'm pretty good. And the weather cleared up too... which is good... but also weird... I mean, it was raining pretty bad just a few days ago (saturday) and we still had rain yesterday... oh well.
Anyway, since I had the day off, I didnt do much... I worked on the new layout some more... it's looking pretty good... and it's definitely different from what I had till now... and that's all you're gonna hear from me, heh.
Chapter 220 of Bleach is available for download!
As you noticed, I changed the music... this week is gonna be Rammstein... they rock... Feuer Frei! for now... enjoy.
And that's it for this update... have a nice day everyone!
Shutting up.
Quote:
Reese: Hey, Dewey. You know I never gave you anything for your birthday?
Dewey: Yeah.
Reese: Well. Here. *gives him a backpack* Happy birthday!
Dewey: I already have a backpack.
Reese: Not like this one. See this one has a whistle. Why are you flinching? I'm trying to give you something nice.
Dewey: But I'm not gonna take it.
Reese: Here, just hold it.
Dewey: No.
Reese: *pushes Dewey in his mattress* Why won't you let me do something nice? You're gonna wear this and there's nothing you can do about it!
(Malcolm in the Middle)
Anyways, see y'all
*disappears*
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