tak to jest jak bikerzy sie dobiorą do ognia w lesie... xD

foto zrobione przezemnie po zawodach. Słupsk Killer Contest. 

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Life seems to be so easy ... "nothing's what it seems to be "

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Sonata Artica - Fly With The Black Swan

Cry for help...

Once I got caught in an avalanche   
I must have died   
When a Black Swan flew to the rescue and cried   
An offer I could not refuse, now I'm working on the other side   
 
Well, I flew with the bird then, and we flew all night   
And I got to see my prison from a thousand feet high   
Buy me a drink, and I tell you   
'bout the Black Swan   

Must keep those black wings folded until the time is right   
to find the one whom I can steal  
a soul from, to buy more time  

Must keep my secrets untold until the wrongs are right   
the only one I could deceive, I buy my time  
Need you to fly on the Black Swan   

The date is set, we all must face it   
Door to door, seeking salvation   
I must fall, die, I wish not   
My hopes stay afloat when you give in to the   
Silver lining, sharp and so cold   
Anger fades into a weak smile   
You'd see, I'm ready to do it for everyone   
I stabbed you in the back, who will save you now?   

Don't worry, I've done this before   
It'll hurt like hell and leave you sore   
No use escaping, hold on to your ticket of gold and close your eyes   

One day I know you will sell your soul   
And trade all you are for silver and gold   
You'll get an odd advice from a stranger   
Take it from me with love   

Once I was in love with someone like you   
Engaged to be whole   
Got torn out of your memories   
Covered in snow   

I need to find a way to pass on the gift I once received   
I'm ready to face it, I'll take my chances   
If I am returning to the deep dark snow, grey,  
So be it I should not rest now   
But forever I'll feed the ferryman's greed   
With an empty promise for my lost soul   

Must keep those black wings folded until the darkest night   
I steal a soul from you to buy me some time   

Pouring boiling water on your soul, deep frozen flower   
Black nailed finger of the Creator   

Must keep those black wings folded until the time is right   
to find the one whom I can steal   
a soul from, to buy more time   

Must keep my secrets untold until the wrongs are right   
the only one I could deceive, I served my time   
Need you to fly with the Black Swan   

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:* tak. Kocham