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 Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 11:01 pm
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Yeardley MACRONOS http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e-fA-gBCkj0 Bruno Mars - Locked Out Of Heavenq opinara d este tema Vernion Moonmeadow
Opino... que no es mi estilo. |
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 11:08 pm
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 11:24 pm
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 11:33 pm
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 11:36 pm
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Yeardley Vernion Moonmeadow ¡Ja! No creo que poner Power Metal en una disco sea algo apropiado. aqui hay puesto d diversos generos 3nodding mira macronos siempre nos sorprende, digo hasta cuando el concurso d baile q cancion le puso jeef como se llamaba la cancion q t critico macronos x q segun era d una epoca muy antigua q ni sabia bailar
Bien, si usted lo dice... El esgrimago se va a su casa a por alguno de sus discos. ¿Kamelot, Sonata Arctica, Rhapsody of Fire o Hammerfall? Hmm... estoy entre Kamelot y Sonata. |
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 11:46 pm
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 11:52 pm
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Yeardley Vernion Moonmeadow ¡Ja! No creo que poner Power Metal en una disco sea algo apropiado. aqui hay puesto d diversos generos 3nodding mira macronos siempre nos sorprende, digo hasta cuando el concurso d baile q cancion le puso jeef como se llamaba la cancion q t critico macronos x q segun era d una epoca muy antigua q ni sabia bailar
no me acuerdo creo que era una rumba o merengue rolleyes |
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 12:00 am
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 12:33 am
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Ahora le toca a Sonata:
To Create a Warlike Feel
de Sonata Arctica.
Pinchar aquí para el vidéo.
They've decided to own the world tonight, create the standard, now roll the reel.
Ambush the poor, take what they have to create a warlike feel (turn the page)
One vision, resolution, friends and allies, easy come
The golden moments, our lifestyle depends on your children, we're doomed if
The war is over, all is lost
Down the drain, keep fingers crossed
Hope the World forgets or the World forgives
Charm their minds and hearts, once more,
For me.
Use the time in the public eye
"How we love you so"
Now people, you should know, who's your foe
Who's your friend, your enemy?
The Enemy!
"Yes, you are needed, so badly wanted.
If we wish to live in peace, we need to fight, it demands a sacrifice."
New blood is gathered, donations needed.
Every day, one soul away of your fulfillment, the necessity.
Unplug the damaged toys, all amputated souls
For everything is over for them, we cannot
Use a man, who's lost a hand,
The education paid in full, as planned
Did you hear, they say, the ground they walk's always been holier than mine.
- Oiling the wheels with fire
The only, the righteous, the privileged ones, the law, and the almighty power.
- Burning the fields for one flower.
A:
What was black is now blue, nothing much is really new
On the eve of Hell on Earth you walk the reddish snow.
A chain of command lacks the balls to right the wrong, you proclaim
They always only change the cadency, the song remains the same.
B:
Kaikkivoipaiselta itsevaltiaalta avaimet elämään, kahlitsemme ainoamme oikeudesta turvaan pysyvään. Itsevaltiaamme ääni korvissamme, lainan lunastamme, äideillemme muiston marmoriin.
You made our babies go where no parent can follow.
The song remains the same
"For die we must", our heirs say. Drowning in sorrow forever left hollow...
The bullets you created, shall be used against you, by the people,
All the things you buried will be excavated and re-animated
Fear the future, fear the creed,
We all can see what´s been concealed
Together we stand alone behind the lines
With our bare bones
One, two, three, four, what the hell're we fighting for, now
Five, six, six, six, lucky seven,
Stripmine your private road to hell.
Had we known how this ends in our defeat. I wonder...
Would we still have given you all the children you would ever need.
Always washed their minds, clean and white
Like papers you have signed
And people, a single mind, you feed the beast
Thus create a warlike feel.
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 12:48 am
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 9:07 pm
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 11:35 pm
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Posted: Thu May 16, 2013 9:39 am
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Posted: Thu May 16, 2013 5:54 pm
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