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6 a.m. Christmas morning.
No shadows,
No reflections here.
Lying cheek to cheek
In your cold embrace.

So soft and so tragic
As a slaughterhouse.
You press the knife
Against your heart.
And say that,
"I love you, so much you must kill me now."

Sain sit duunii vihdoin, eli ei näköjään tarviikaan vaihtaa kämppää :)))) kiva... elikkä must tullee sitten kassatäti :D

What have we done to the world
Look what we've done
What about all the peace
That you pledge your only son...
What about flowering fields
Is there a time
What about all the dreams
That you said was yours and mine...
Did you ever stop to notice
All the children dead from war
Did you ever stop to notice
This crying Earth this weeping shore

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s5GTEwBILk8

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MlUoVt89l98&feature=channel_page

Our dreams not only remind us how amazing life can be but sometimes how beautiful it once was.