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Door to future is out of order
Hinges are rust in place
There is no window to look through
And the wood is unbreakable

Lock is jammed and frozen
From the cold winter nights
It looks like thereÂ’s no future
For anyone

Knocks remain unanswered
And knuckles are getting sore
Banging helps nobody
Because thereÂ’s no one home

Who will save us now?
How can we get to the other side?

Road to success is under construction
And the workmen are on a holiday
It seems there is no detour
And the heat is unbearable

You can't drive thru the road blocks
And your engine is starting to fail
It looks like there is no success
For anyone

Calls come back with a nasty delay
And your throat is filling with dust
Yelling helps nobody
Because there's no one home

Who will save us now?
How can we get to the other side?

-LateShades

Joo, jänistin lävistäjältä. Ehken jänistä huomenna, ellen sitte jää ylitöihin. Se on kylläkin paljon mahdollista. Olen nykyään työnarkomaanikko. Diidididii.

Maanantai-iltapäivänä käyty suuriääninen keskustelu:

Työkaveri1: Late! Mitä te oikein teitte siellä varastosa???

Työkaveri2: Me harrastettii sielä poikarakkautta!

Työkaveri1: Jaa. No miksi se Työkaveri3 oli sielä, ku se on tyttö. Onko seki muka poika?

Late: Ei oo kö se kuvas kaiken videolle. Seo huomena youtubesa.

Työkaverit 4,5,6,7,8,9 ja 10: MITÄ VITTUA?!!!

Hahaha!

Apinatarha kuittaa. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P2kIQ0wGFGk

xDDDDD

I swallowed the venom
Not because I knew the danger
But because I never felt its bitter taste
I wandered in depths
I wanted to see the crossroad
Where the fir forests turn pale in moonlight

My heart bounced out and laughed
With a burned voice right to my face
From the bridges behind I heard someoneÂ’s weep

YesterdayÂ’s shadow asked with a whisper
If you go down this road
Will you lose yourself?
Or will you find yourself?

Do I know the answer, or do I really know?

Wisdom. After all itÂ’s just a word
Sin. After all itÂ’s just a thought
That I invented to replace what feels pure
Was my soul a whisper in the dark after all?
If I take this road, will I lose myself?
Or will I find myself?

I burned the bridge, the screams echoed far behind
I heard them, but just ignored and didnÂ’t care
I crushed my heart for the joy of picking up the pieces
I sealed my mouth to hear myself
I drained my blood into fir forests
Just to see how long it takes until IÂ’m dry

And death will reap, I know
But where does it lead?
Will the world come to the end?

The road of questions is calling me
The wave of junctions is drowning me
The road of answers is claiming to be mine
And the road wonÂ’t stop even if IÂ’d die.

-LateShades

Joo, julkkarit oli ja meni. Lavalla oli menoa ja yleisöä riitti. Bileistä kehkeytyi aika unohtumattomat, vaikka todettakoon kuitenkin että se kadonneiden mustikuvien järvi nostatti pintaansa taas äynän verran.

Nyt on paikat kipeenä, niska jumissa ja kurkku paskana. Vaan oli se sen arvoista!!

Kiitos kaikille paikalla olleille!