29
Jul
2017
Well the years gone by. The forest fell asleep. Remembering elder days. The sewers driven deep. – Svafnir –
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Well the years gone by. The forest fell asleep. Remembering elder days. The sewers driven deep. – Svafnir –
Witness the twilight of the gods. Will they ever return ? A storm will take us. And then wipe us out. There’s no retreat. – Blind Guardian –
Hey you ! Out there in the cold, getting lonely, getting old, can you feel me ? Hey you ! Standing in the aisles, with itchy feet and fading smiles, can you feel me ? Hey you ! – Pink Floyd –
Durch deine Augen siehst du niemand mehr der dich befreit von deinen Qualen… Der Wind streift durch dein Angesicht, dein Haar bedeckt die kalten Tränen, dein Herz ist ach so bitterkalt, hör auf mich: hör auf zu flehen! Deine Worte sind dir längst verloren, dein Geiste selbst nicht zu dir spricht, umgibst dich mit Unendlichkeit, der großen Frage was Verstand zerbricht. Einsam streifst du durch das Leben, hast keinen mehr der zu dir steht. Verloren sind all jene Menschen die […]
Take a walk among these ruins of me See my withheld despair There’s nothing left of me The ruins of me I am hollow Couldn’t light up the blackest sky In this world I am forlorn Couldn’t feel the warmth of the sun Deep down I’m dying inside – Shadecrown – The Black Waltz
Warnings and threats fall on deaf ears. Wilderness screams, it cries for help. And from his throne God is watching the world with empty eyes. – Kalmah –
A deafening sound echoed through the mist. A warm breeze gave the choice of silence to the wind. But the wind grabbed the water to summon the black clouds of the sky. And to open up the eyes of the grieving heaven. – In Mourning – A Vow To Conquer The Ocean
About the year 1200 the monks of Glastonbury discovered the bones of Arthur buried near to those of Guinevere. Beneath the coffin, a stone inlaid with a leaden cross bore the latin inscription “Here lies King Arthur in his tomb with Guinevere his wife in the isle of Avalon” – Rick Wakeman –
