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Κι αν στα έγκατα της γης
η κόλαση είναι μύθος












 
εντός μου είναι αληθινή





Malherbe

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Ἐγώ δέ,ὁ ταλαίπωρος,προτιμῶμαι τὸ σκότος

 καὶ μεριμνῶ τὰ ἐν αύτῶ καὶ προστιθῶ τὸν ζόφον,

 καὶ γίνεται παχύτερος τῆ ταπεινῆ ψυχῆ μου,

ἐξ’οὗ τὰ πάθη τρέφονται καὶ ἐν ἐμοὶ ζωοῦνται

καὶ δράκοντές μοι γίνονται καὶ ἑρπετά καὶ ὂφεις

διαταράσσοντες ἀεὶ τῆς ψυχῆς μου τὰ μέλη.

Αγίου Συμεών τοῦ νέου Θεολόγου

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Katatonia

My voice channeling

 A circuit's end
The house we lived in
Stricken with blight

Finding ways to kill the pain
(Kill the pain, kill the pain)
Let the river run wild
Dreams shattering
Aerial sound


Scrape the lacquer
Can't you see it's all tarnished?


Tried the poise
To radiate
Tried my words
To illustrate
Finding ways to end the pain
(Ways to end the pain, ways to end the pain)
Let the river run wild
Dreams shattering
Fixing to die


Scrape the lacquer
Can't you see it's all tarnished?


The levee breaking
I can't live to fight once more
The levee breaking
I can't live to fight once more


The road to the grave is straight as an arrow
I'm just staying around to sing your song, baby
The road to the grave is straight as an arrow
I'm just staying around to sing your song, baby

My voice travelling
Soaring bird above your head
The house we lived in
Ridden with disease


Scrape the lacquer
Can't you see, it's all tarnished?


The levee breaking
I can't live to fight once more
The levee breaking
I can't live to fight once more


The road to the grave is straight as an arrow
I'm just staying around to sing your song, baby
The road to the grave is straight as an arrow
I'm just staying around to sing your song, baby