К сожалению в наличие рисованной нет сейчас, постараюсь сменить, но не обещаю, поэтому позволь мне оставить эту...

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DarkAltair
у меня уже буратино (С-51), сейчас три фрага чисто на шару взял без сведения шмальнул и попал

Have you heard what they said on the news today
Have you heard what is coming to us all?
That the world as we know it will be coming to an end
Have you heard, have you heard?

He sees them in the distance when the darkened clouds roll
He could feel tension in the atmosphere
He would look in the mirror, see an old man now
Does it matter they survive somehow

They said there's nothing can be done about the situation
They said there's nothing you can do at all
To sit and wait around for something to occur
Did you know, did you know?

As he stares across the garden looking at the meadows
Wonders if they’ll ever grow again
The desperation of the situation getting graver
Getting ready when the wild wind blows

Have you seen what they said on the news today
Have you heard what they said about us all
Do you know what is happening to just every one of us
Have you heard, have you heard?

There will be a catastrophe the like we’ve never seen
There will be something that will light the sky
That the world as we know it, it will never be the same
Did you know, did you know?

He carries everything into the shelter not a fuss
Getting ready when the moment comes
He has enough supplies to last them for a year or two
Good to have because you never know

They tell us nothing that we don’t already know about
They tell us nothing that is real at all
They only fill us with the stuff that they want
Did you know, did you know?

He's nearly finished with the preparations for the day
He's getting tired; that'll do for now
They are preparing for the very worst to come to them
Getting ready when the wild wind blows

He sees the picture on the wall, it's falling down
Upside down
He sees a teardrop from his wife roll down her face,
Saying Grace
Remember times they had, they flash right through his mind
Left behind
Of a lifetime spent together long ago
Will be gone

They've been preparing for some weeks now
For when the crucial moment comes
To take their refuge in the shelter
Let them prepare for what will come

They make a tea and sit there waiting
They're in the shelter feeling snug
Not long to wait for absolution
Don't make a fuss; just sit and wait

Can't believe all the lying,
All the screens are denying
That the moments of truth have begun

Can't you see it on the T.V.?
Don't believe them in the least bit
Now the days of our ending have begun

Say a prayer when it's all over
Survivors unite, all as one
Got to try and help each other
Got the will to overcome

I can't believe all the lying,
All the screens are denying
That the moments of truth have begun

Can't you see it on the T.V.?
Don't believe them in the least bit
Now the days of our ending have begun

When they found them, had their arms wrapped around each other
Their tins of poison laying near by their clothes
The day they both mistook an earthquake for the fallout,
Just another when the wild wind blows...

As the sun breaks, above the ground,
An old man stands on the hill,
As the ground warms,
To the first rays of light
A birdsong shatters the still

His eyes are ablaze,
See the madman in his gaze.

Fly, on your way, like an eagle,
Fly as high as the sun,
On your way, like an eagle,
Fly, and touch the sun.

Now the crowd breaks and a young boy appears
Looks the old man in the eye
As he spreads his wings and shouts at the crowd
In the name of God my father I fly.

His eyes seem so glazed
As he flies on the wings of a dream,
Now he knows his father betrayed
Now his wings turn to ashes to ashes his grave.

Fly, on your way, like an eagle,
Fly as high as the sun,
On your way, like an eagle,
Fly as high as the sun.

The demon in your mind will rape you in your bed at night.
The wisdom of ages, the lies and outrages concealed.
Time, it waits for no man.
My future, it is revealed.
Time, it waits for no man.
My fate is sealed.

If I cancel tomorrow, the undead will thank me today.
Fly in the face of your prophets I mock your morality plays.
The moon is red and bleeding.
The sun is burned and black.
The book of life is silent,
No turning back.

Only the good die young,
All the evil seem to live forever.
Only the good die young,
All the evil seem to live forever.
Only the good die young...
Only the good die young...

Mystery madman a victim of cruel charade
Some innocent pawn in an end game, one more stalemate
Is death another birthday?
A way to kiss your dreams goodbye?
Do the undead live within us
And look through our eyes?

Walking on water are miracles all you can trust.
Measure your coffin, does it measure up to your lust?
So, I think, I'll leave you
With your bishops and your guilt
So until the next time
Have a good sin!

Only the good die young,
All the evil seem to live forever.
Only the good die young,
All the evil seem to live forever.
Only the good die young...
Only the good die young...

Seven deadly sins,
Seven ways to win,
Seven holy paths to hell,
Seven downward slopes,
Seven bloodied hopes,
Seven are your burning fires,
Seven your desires...

Отсутствие Альта вгоняет меня в бездну отчаяния ;)

I am a man who walks alone
And when I'm walking a dark road
At night or strolling through the park

When the light begins to change
I sometimes feel a little strange
A little anxious when it's dark

Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a constant fear that something's always near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someone's always there

Have you run your fingers down the wall
And have you felt your neck skin crawl
When you're searching for the light?
Sometimes when you're scared to take a look
At the corner of the room
You've sensed that something's watching you

Have you ever been alone at night
Thought you heard footsteps behind
And turned around and no one's there?
And as you quicken up your pace
You find it hard to look again
Because you're sure there's someone there

Watching horror films the night before
Debating wiches and folklore
The unkown troubles on your mind
Maybe your mind is playing tricks
You sense and suddenly eyes fix
On dancing shadows from behind

Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a constant fear that something's always near
Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
I have a phobia that someone's always there

When I'm walking a dark road
I am a man who walks alone

кста, такая тема- походу на ранетках будет много пидарасов))) Надо будет точно взорвать здание с ними, что бы избавить мир от этой нечисти....)

Тролололо....