Dj Bounce wrote: KUCKA wrote: dj denko wrote: dj bounce - tonka pozdrav denko ja bi tonku denko, e ovaj put nećeš ! slobodno stavim online nekam ? please ;) pozdrav denko
Svetlek mislio da imaš više pameti nego slušat nekog kretena kojeg je vrijeme prergazilo trenutno slušam zavijanje vjetra oko prozora p.s. ako nekog zabnima sam pao teoriju
-- Edited by Grof Monte Cristo at 09:33, 2006-08-02
Eto samo da vam se javim, iz nekog cudnog razloga ne mogu se logirati na forum.
Rahowa - Might is Right
Pjesma koja je dosta slicna sa mojim nacinom zivota, oni koji me poznaju znaju o cemu govorim.
lyrics: Might was Right when Caesar bled. Upon the stones of Rome. Might was Right when Genghis led. His hordes over Danubes foam, and Might was Right when German troops. Poured down through Paris way. Is the Gospel of the Ancient World. And the Logic of Today.
Behind all Kings and Presidents. All Goverment and Law. Are army-corps and cannoneers- To hold the world in awe. And sword-strong races own the earth. And ride the Conquerors Car. And liberty has never been won. Except by deeds of war.
What are the lords of hoarded gold. The silent Semite rings? What are the plunder patriots. High pontiffs priests and kings? What are they but hold master minds. Best fitted for the fray. Who comprehend and vanquish by. The logic of today.
Cain's knotted club is scepter still . The "Right of Man" is fraud: Christ's ethics are for creeping things. True manhood smiles at "God". For Might is Right when empires sink. In storms of steel and flame. And is Right when weaklings breeds. Are hunted down linke the game.
Then whats the use of dreaming dreams. That "each shall get his own"? By forceless votes of meek-eyed thralls. Who blindy sweat and moan? No! A curse is on their cankered brains- their very bones decay. Go! Trace your fate in the Iron Game. It's the Logic of Today.
The Strong must ever rule the Weak. Is grim Primordial Law- On earths broad Racial treshing floor. The Meek are beaten straw- The ride to power o'er foemen's necks. Let NOTHING bar your way. If you are FIT you'll Rule an Reign. Is the Logic of Today.
You must prove you are Right by deeds of Might- Of splendor and reknown. If need be, march through flames of hell. To dash opponents down- If needs be, die on scaffold high. In the morning misty grey. For "Liberty of Death" is still. The Logic of Today.
Might was Right when Gideon led. The "chosen" tribes of old. And it was Right when Titus burnt, Their Temple roofed with gold. And Might was Right from Bunker's Hill. To far Manilla Bay By Land and flood it's write in blood. The Gospel of Today.
Put not your trust in princes. Is a saying old and true. Put not your hope in governments. Translateth it anew. All "Books of Law" and "Golden Rules". Are fashioned to betray. "The Survival of the strongest". Is the Gospel of Today.
Might was Right when Carthage flames. Lit up the Punic foam-. And when the naked steel of Gaul. Weighed down the spoil of Rome. And Might was Right when Richmond fell. And at Thermoplyae. It's the logic of the Ancient World-and the Gospel of Today.
Where pendant sums in millions swing. Around this whirling earth. It's Might, it's Force that holds the brakes. And steers through Death and Birth. Force governs all organic life. Inspires all Right and Wrong. It's nature's plan to weed-out man. And TEST who are the Strong.
Eto samo da vam se javim, iz nekog cudnog razloga ne mogu se logirati na forum.
Rahowa - Might is Right
Pjesma koja je dosta slicna sa mojim nacinom zivota, oni koji me poznaju znaju o cemu govorim.
lyrics: Might was Right when Caesar bled. Upon the stones of Rome. Might was Right when Genghis led. His hordes over Danubes foam, and Might was Right when German troops. Poured down through Paris way. Is the Gospel of the Ancient World. And the Logic of Today.
Behind all Kings and Presidents. All Goverment and Law. Are army-corps and cannoneers- To hold the world in awe. And sword-strong races own the earth. And ride the Conquerors Car. And liberty has never been won. Except by deeds of war.
What are the lords of hoarded gold. The silent Semite rings? What are the plunder patriots. High pontiffs priests and kings? What are they but hold master minds. Best fitted for the fray. Who comprehend and vanquish by. The logic of today.
Cain's knotted club is scepter still . The "Right of Man" is fraud: Christ's ethics are for creeping things. True manhood smiles at "God". For Might is Right when empires sink. In storms of steel and flame. And is Right when weaklings breeds. Are hunted down linke the game.
Then whats the use of dreaming dreams. That "each shall get his own"? By forceless votes of meek-eyed thralls. Who blindy sweat and moan? No! A curse is on their cankered brains- their very bones decay. Go! Trace your fate in the Iron Game. It's the Logic of Today.
The Strong must ever rule the Weak. Is grim Primordial Law- On earths broad Racial treshing floor. The Meek are beaten straw- The ride to power o'er foemen's necks. Let NOTHING bar your way. If you are FIT you'll Rule an Reign. Is the Logic of Today.
You must prove you are Right by deeds of Might- Of splendor and reknown. If need be, march through flames of hell. To dash opponents down- If needs be, die on scaffold high. In the morning misty grey. For "Liberty of Death" is still. The Logic of Today.
Might was Right when Gideon led. The "chosen" tribes of old. And it was Right when Titus burnt, Their Temple roofed with gold. And Might was Right from Bunker's Hill. To far Manilla Bay By Land and flood it's write in blood. The Gospel of Today.
Put not your trust in princes. Is a saying old and true. Put not your hope in governments. Translateth it anew. All "Books of Law" and "Golden Rules". Are fashioned to betray. "The Survival of the strongest". Is the Gospel of Today.
Might was Right when Carthage flames. Lit up the Punic foam-. And when the naked steel of Gaul. Weighed down the spoil of Rome. And Might was Right when Richmond fell. And at Thermoplyae. It's the logic of the Ancient World-and the Gospel of Today.
Where pendant sums in millions swing. Around this whirling earth. It's Might, it's Force that holds the brakes. And steers through Death and Birth. Force governs all organic life. Inspires all Right and Wrong. It's nature's plan to weed-out man. And TEST who are the Strong.
Daj ti to neni prevedi da bih znala o cemu se radi da nebih dobio malo komican Odgovor pa ce da bude svega
lyrics: When we make a stand they try to knock us down But we are up again, and we carry on We may be down again, but not for the count of ten However they hit us, we'll be back again
The strong survive, the strong survive Look at us baby, we're still alive The strong survive, the strong survive Look at us baby, we're still alive
There's certain people around, who heed the eastern call Who'd like to see our slaughter, like to see us fall We'll here's a message for you, coming straight from the heart It won't be us who's running, when the battle starts
We've gotta join together, gotta act as one We've gotta take action, before the chance has gone As enemies of all kinds fear for their lives For our quest is eternal and the strong survive