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Postitatud: 14:34 21. Sept 2003Paneks siia üles ka mõned oma luuleread.. loodan et kedagi ei pahanda luuletuste võõrkeelsus..
'fallout'
over the land the silence flows
so quiet, in the same so loud
the earth remembers, it still knows
the pain and horror of a darkened cloud
the ground still cries for life it held
once so green, now dark and gray
no one knows, what it must have felt
seeing life, all swept away
sensing oceans flowing empty, turn to dust
feeling forests die, then burn to ashes
no life made it, survived the blast
nothing, but itself saw earth in pieces
so radiated, all dead and black
smell of death is all that lays
no life could return, never come back
mother earth now falls and dies
'them'
far away you notice riders on their horses
they ride on the old deserted roads
where have they been on their courses
their travels, their quests, who knows
covered by dust and by cloaks and by age
from their old and tired faces nothing you shall know
you cannot see their happiness, their hatred or their rage
what do they carry, they think, they know, nothing does show
you stop them and ask them for whatever's their story
silently they look at you, but nothing do they say
for a moment in their eyes you catch their power and their glory
silently they turn and they start to ride away
'last days of humanity'
lost is way and lost is hope
lost is all but life we hold
how long we'll have it in our hands
how long until theres none who stands
to hold our flag up real high
to see the sun come back to sky
but maybe there is hope for us
maybe we wont turn to dust
could we try to change the fate
or is it really just too late
if we'd get back times we had
then would we not do that much bad
'Ancestors'
centuries have passed, forgotten
many kingdoms down have fallen
since our ancestors so brave
in the battles found their graves
for years our history did fade
when evil came with iron blade
for our freedom then they fought
with their blood it has been bought
//muutsin veidi ühte luuletust
'fallout'
over the land the silence flows
so quiet, in the same so loud
the earth remembers, it still knows
the pain and horror of a darkened cloud
the ground still cries for life it held
once so green, now dark and gray
no one knows, what it must have felt
seeing life, all swept away
sensing oceans flowing empty, turn to dust
feeling forests die, then burn to ashes
no life made it, survived the blast
nothing, but itself saw earth in pieces
so radiated, all dead and black
smell of death is all that lays
no life could return, never come back
mother earth now falls and dies
'them'
far away you notice riders on their horses
they ride on the old deserted roads
where have they been on their courses
their travels, their quests, who knows
covered by dust and by cloaks and by age
from their old and tired faces nothing you shall know
you cannot see their happiness, their hatred or their rage
what do they carry, they think, they know, nothing does show
you stop them and ask them for whatever's their story
silently they look at you, but nothing do they say
for a moment in their eyes you catch their power and their glory
silently they turn and they start to ride away
'last days of humanity'
lost is way and lost is hope
lost is all but life we hold
how long we'll have it in our hands
how long until theres none who stands
to hold our flag up real high
to see the sun come back to sky
but maybe there is hope for us
maybe we wont turn to dust
could we try to change the fate
or is it really just too late
if we'd get back times we had
then would we not do that much bad
'Ancestors'
centuries have passed, forgotten
many kingdoms down have fallen
since our ancestors so brave
in the battles found their graves
for years our history did fade
when evil came with iron blade
for our freedom then they fought
with their blood it has been bought
//muutsin veidi ühte luuletust