Eris666

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  • VidarrOdenson

    Hello, thanks for accepting! Super musical taste :D

    22 Abr 7:21 Responder
  • DarkKamikadze

    się nazbierało przez te 6 lat : P

    14 Abr 13:32 Responder
  • DarkKamikadze

    b.dobry gust i biblioteka muzyczna ; )

    13 Abr 18:35 Responder
  • Kiryuu-chan

    Oh, jejku... tak jakoś wzięło mi się na przeglądanie mojego shoutboxa i mi się przypomniałaś. Jak się miewasz? ~ Tak btw. przecudowny Kruczek w "o mnie" :)

    21 Oct 2013 Responder
  • OxygeniumX

    Dziękuję bardzo :-) U Ciebie pięknie - znalazłam parę nieznanych mi zespołów, z którymi chętnie się zapoznam, szczególnie zainteresowały mnie: Ulvens Döttrar i Gunnfjauns Kapell :-) Pozdrawiam

    1 Oct 2013 Responder
  • Shatanka

    *mrooww*

    24 Ago 2013 Responder
  • olog_hai

    good taste ;)

    7 Jul 2013 Responder
  • Mikropark

    Dead Can Dance-Amnesia http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W8vg-FZtG7s

    15 Jun 2013 Responder
  • Shatanka

    *buzia*

    11 Abr 2013 Responder
  • wlodio

    Bardzo interesujący gust muzyczny! Ogromny PLUS przede wszystkim za Camel!:-) Serdecznie pozdrawiam i życzę jeszcze wielu intrygujących odkryć muzycznych!:-)

    12 Feb 2013 Responder
  • Kiryuu-chan

    Czekam na spamik dobrymi zespołami.~ C:

    9 Ene 2013 Responder
  • Kiryuu-chan

    Ja podobnie - nie przepadam zbyt szczególnie za świętami, jednakże kto by się nie cieszył z wolnego? ;) A bardzo chętnie, spam dobrą muzyką nie jest zły. :D

    31 Dic 2012 Responder
  • Kiryuu-chan

    Owszem, zgadzam się. ;) Jak minęły święta? ;)

    28 Dic 2012 Responder
  • Kiryuu-chan

    Zapewne masz rację. W końcu np. w moim przypadku było tak, że zaczynałam od zespołów, do których teraz ani trochę bym nie wróciła. Szkoda tylko, że dla niektórych wszelkie odmiany metalu, czy gotyckiej muzyki nie równają się z pięknem. Lecz cóż począć, każdy ma różne gusta, oraz uprzedzenia. A szkoda. Irytuje mnie trochę, jak inni się czepiają, że 'ta muzyka nie jest trÓ, jesteś pozerem i bezguściem'. :<

    24 Dic 2012 Responder
  • Kiryuu-chan

    To w takim razie jesteś bardzo wytrawną poszukiwaczką nowych zespołów. ;) Ja dopiero niedawno na poważnie zaczęłam się brać za black, death i dark ambient, bo wcześniej tylko kilka zespołów słuchałam, np. Gorgoroth czy Vader. Ale w końcu zima idzie i jakoś tak klimatycznie się zrobiło. ^^

    22 Dic 2012 Responder
  • Kiryuu-chan

    O, dziękuję. ;) Niestety torrentów za bardzo nie ogarniam. Ale jestem zupełnie w lekkim szoku, skąd znasz tyle zespołów, które wydają się być świetne. :3

    21 Dic 2012 Responder
  • Kiryuu-chan

    Woah, nisamowity gust muzyczny. Ile dark ambientu, deathu, blacku i depressive metalu. *-* Małe pytanko ... gdzie mogę ściągnąć "Make a Change...Kill Yourself - II "? Bo nie mogę nigdzie znaleźć. :C

    21 Dic 2012 Responder
  • OkkultaNagelfar

    Ave, Excellent taste here!

    26 Nov 2012 Responder
  • Infinal

    I’d try Winterkälte first, because it pretty much combines all the other albums’ styles.

    20 Nov 2012 Responder
  • Infinal

    Thanks for accepting the request. If you like, I’d recommend checking out Paysage d’Hiver, if you haven’t done so yet. ;)

    19 Nov 2012 Responder
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I'm polish but you can write to me in english, french or norwegian. I like to practice my language skills. :)

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“Whoever wants music instead of noise, joy instead of pleasure, soul instead of gold, creative work instead of business, passion instead of foolery, finds no home in this trivial world of ours.”

I am a dark star rising on the raveous bleaky sky
A black diamond slunning so deep within the night
Maliciously I dwell in a bluish shaded beam
With a stonecold heart into the core of my being
Beyond the candles burning, beyond all minds eye
A vast emperic enigma awaits me as I die
In a graceful dance obscene, in a ring of fire
I obtain my majesty as flames caressing higher
Release my spirit, unleash my soul
From the darkest dungeon, oblivion call
In the phallic halls of ancient forlorn
A cold sanctuary in doom is born
Past, present and future are all the same
While the cosmic wheel is turning
But deaden dwells the eternal flame
Beyond the candles burning








Folding@home Audioscrobblers Against cancer

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You know, you come from nothing
- you're going back to nothing.
What have you lost? Nothing!





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A penny for the Old Guy

I

We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats’ feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar

Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death’s other Kingdom
Remember us—if at all—not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.

II

Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
In death’s dream kingdom
These do not appear:
There, the eyes are
Sunlight on a broken column
There, is a tree swinging
And voices are
In the wind’s singing
More distant and more solemn
Than a fading star.

Let me be no nearer
In death’s dream kingdom
Let me also wear
Such deliberate disguises
Rat’s coat, crowskin, crossed staves
In a field
Behaving as the wind behaves
No nearer—

Not that final meeting
In the twilight kingdom

III

This is the dead land
This is cactus land
Here the stone images
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man’s hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.

Is it like this
In death’s other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone.

IV

The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms

In this last of meeting places
We grope together
And avoid speech
Gathered on this beach of the tumid river

Sightless, unless
The eyes reappear
As the perpetual star
Multifoliate rose
Of death’s twilight kingdom
The hope only
Of empty men.

V

Here we go round the prickly pear
Prickly pear prickly pear
Here we go round the prickly pear
At five o’clock in the morning.

Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom

Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow
Life is very long

Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom

For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.





“For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests and groves. And even more I revere them when they stand alone. They are like lonely persons. Not like hermits who have stolen away out of some weakness, but like great, solitary men, like Beethoven and Nietzsche. In their highest boughs the world rustles, their roots rest in infinity; but they do not lose themselves there, they struggle with all the force of their lives for one thing only: to fulfil themselves according to their own laws, to build up their own form, to represent themselves. Nothing is holier, nothing is more exemplary than a beautiful, strong tree. When a tree is cut down and reveals its naked death-wound to the sun, one can read its whole history in the luminous, inscribed disk of its trunk: in the rings of its years, its scars, all the struggle, all the suffering, all the sickness, all the happiness and prosperity stand truly written, the narrow years and the luxurious years, the attacks withstood, the storms endured. And every young farmboy knows that the hardest and noblest wood has the narrowest rings, that high on the mountains and in continuing danger the most indestructible, the strongest, the ideal trees grow."