sweet sweet jane...

he's a banker.


she's a clerk.

both saved their monies...

villians always blink their eyes.

march of the wooden soldiers,

all you protest kids.

intelligent?

smart music...


mozart, beethoven.

ahhh we could get into a spittin' match.

music is primitive; vibrating deep inside.

starts with voice, then clapping hands...

then the drums.

its all about emotions.

declare independence

dont let them do this to us.


currency.

open our eyes.

dont let them do that to you.

raise our flag,

declare independence.

left alone...

love is in mourning...


i have a pain in my soul,

a pain that hurts.

soul is black.

teknival 2008

hardstyle...


hardcore bass

body pulsating to industrial noise of booming sounds.

mmmmm... love it.

Teknival new year 2008 Italy
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goodbye my lover...

i am here for you...


if you'd only care.

you touched my heart, you touched my soul...

you changed my life and all my goals...

i cannot live without you.

world war ... economy

if i was in world war 3...


they'd call me spitfire.

fire, fire.

cause you know that i can.