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Lords of the Rhymes!!

Discussion in 'Channel Zero' started by Agt. Adopus, Feb 4, 2003.

  1. Agt. Adopus

    Agt. Adopus Junior Member

    Joined: Sep 30, 2001 Messages: 202 Likes Received: 0
  2. Kr430n5_666

    Kr430n5_666 Banned

    Joined: Oct 6, 2004 Messages: 19,229 Likes Received: 30
    Ach Nacht, wie lieb du mir warest
    Mit deinem milden Weinen
    Wenn Sterne die bittere Vergiftung ausloschen wurden
    Welche dieses abstrakte Leben in mich hineinpumpt
    Wie der erste Schmerz.
    Jedoch trist und still
    Ist der Leichnam
    Der sich aus meinem Inneren davonschleicht
    In die Nacht des Unwesens
  3. Agt. Adopus

    Agt. Adopus Junior Member

    Joined: Sep 30, 2001 Messages: 202 Likes Received: 0
    Alas night, how dearly you were extinguished became me with your mild crying if stars the bitter poisoning
    which this abstract life in me in pump as well as the first pain. However step and is itself quiet the corpse
    of that out of my interior davonschleicht in into the night of the nuisance