About me

DIE KUNST DES LEBENS BESTEHT DARIN EINMAL MEHR AUFZUSTEHEN ALS DU HINFÄLLST!!!!!

and the far away fighters, were the hills forever burn
and the feet of our heros we tried hard to learn but the lesson is lost there
and the smoke in the mind

that we are
one flash, one breath, one life, one blood

i stood by the river that ran ran with shame
i stood in the killing fields were death had no name
i stood with my brothers and i waited flush

and we were
one flash, one breath, one life, one blood

then i felt to the ground
taste ashes on my toung
thinking that only the death are forever young


RIP: 15.11.08
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