Saturday, 29 December 2012

TRZY DNI TRZY NOCE


Może 
wy również jesteście martwa ryba
i tylko patrzę na herbatę

wszystkie moje szklanki
niezaspokojone pragnienia

nie żyjesz więc zawsze 
znikasz bez pożegnania

koszmar wtłacza w ścianę
odcina światło
ciepło zimno

następnego dnia jest wojna
trujące soki
pęka grawitacja

nie ma uciec
nie ma zniknąć

kieliszek benzyny
bez urazy madame
puste kości moich zwierząt

nie zagrają

Friday, 14 December 2012

Gra o tron - Uczta dla wron tom II - Sieć spisków - Jaime


- O kurwa, to Jaime Lannister - wygarnął jakiś posiwiały zbrojny. - Ten cholerny Królobójca,
chłopaki. Niech mnie wyruchają włócznią!
- A kim ty jesteś? - zapytał Jaime.
- Ser zwał mnie Gębosrajem, jeśli łaska, panie.
Splunął w dłonie i wytarł nimi policzki, jakby mogło to w jakiś sposób nadać mu atrakcyjniejszy
wygląd.
- To urocze. Czy ty tu dowodzisz?
- Ja? Kurwa, nie. Panie. Niech mnie wyruchają w dupę cholerną włócznią. - Gębosraj miał w
brodzie tyle okruchów, że można by nimi nakarmić cały garnizon. Jaime nie mógł powstrzymać
śmiechu. Mężczyzna uznał to za zachętę.
- Niech mnie wyruchają w dupę cholerną włócznią - powtórzył i również zaczął się śmiać.
- Słyszałeś go - powiedział Jaime do Ilyna Payne’a. - Znajdź jakąś ładną długą włócznię i wsadź mu
ją w dupę.
Ser Ilyn nie miał włóczni, ale Bezbrody Jon Bettley z radością rzucił mu swoją. Pijacki śmiech
Gębosraja umilkł nagle.
- Trzymaj to cholerstwo z dala ode mnie.

Friday, 23 November 2012

The Rains of Castamere




And who are you, the proud lord said,
That I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat,
That's all the truth I know.
In a coat of gold or a coat of red,
A lion still has claws,
And mine are long and sharp,
 my lord,As long and sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
That lord of Castamere,
But now the rains weep o'er his hall,
With no one there to hear.
Yes now the rains weep o'er his hall,
And not a soul to hear.

Thursday, 18 October 2012

Birdy - Birdy (2011) full album




1. 1901 (00:00)

Counting all different ideas, drifting away,
Past and present they don't matter;
Now the future's sorted out.
Watch her moving in elliptical patterns;
Think it's not what you say;
What you say is way too complicated.
For a minute though I couldn't tell how to fall out.

It's twenty seconds till the last call,
Callin' hey hey hey hey hey hey
Lie down you know it's easy,
Like we did it through summer long.

And I'll be anything you ask and more,
Going hey, hey, hey, hey,
It's not a miracle we needed,
No I wouldn't let you think so.

Fold it, fold it, fold it, fold it...
Fold it, fold it, fold it, fold it.

Girlfriend, oh your girlfriend's drifting away,
Past and present 1855-1901.

Watch them built up a material tower
Think it's not gonna stay anyway
Think it's overrated
For a minute through I couldn't tell how to fall out

It's twenty seconds till the last call,
Callin' hey hey hey hey hey hey
Lie down you know it's easy,
Like we did it through summer long.

And I'll be anything you ask and more,
Going hey, hey, hey, hey,
It's not a miracle we needed,
No I wouldn't let you think so.

Fold it, fold it, fold it, fold it...
Fold it, fold it, fold it, fold it.





2. Skinny Love (04:54)

Come on skinny love, just last the year
Pour a little salt, we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right at the moment this order's tall

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind

And in the morning, I'll be with you
But it will be a different kind
'Cause I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines

Come on skinny love, what happened here?
Suckle on the hope in light brassiere
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full, so slow on the split

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind

And now all your love is wasted
Then who the hell was I?
'Cause now I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?

Come on skinny love
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my





3. People help the people (08:16)

God knows what is hiding in those weak and drunken hearts
Guess he kissed the girls and made them cry
Those Hardfaced Queens of misadventure
God knows what is hiding in those weak and sunken lies
Fiery thrones of muted angels
Giving love but getting nothing back

People help the people
And if you're homesick, give me your hand and I'll hold it
People help the people
And nothing will drag you down
Oh and if I had a brain, Oh and if I had a brain
I'd be cold as a stone and rich as the fool
That turned all those good hearts away

God knows what is hiding in this world of little consequence
Behind the tears, inside the lies
A thousand slowly dying sunsets
God knows what is hiding in those weak and drunken hearts
Guess the loneliness came knocking
No one needs to be alone, oh save me

People help the people
And if you're homesick, give me your hand and I'll hold it
People help the people
Nothing will drag you down
Oh and if I had a brain, Oh and if I had a brain
I'd be cold as a stone and rich as the fool
That turned, all those good hearts away

People help the people
And if you're homesick, give me your hand and I'll hold it
People help the people
Nothing will drag you down
Oh and if I had a brain, Oh and if I had a brain
I'd be cold as a stone and rich as the fool
That turned all those good hearts away





4. White Winter Hymnal (12:33)

I was following the,
I was following the,
I was following the,
I was following the,
I was following the pack,
All swallowed in their coats
With scarves of red tied 'round their throats
To keep their little heads
From fallin' in the snow
And I turned 'round and there you go.
And, Michael, you would fall,
And turn the white snow
Red as strawberries in the summertime.

I was following the pack,
All swallowed in their coats
With scarves of red tied 'round their throats
To keep their little heads
From fallin' in the snow
And I turned 'round and there you go.
And, Michael, you would fall,
And turn the white snow
Red as strawberries in the summertime.

I was following the pack,
All swallowed in their coats
With scarves of red tied 'round their throats
To keep their little heads
From fallin' in the snow
And I turned 'round and there you go.
And, Michael, you would fall,
And turn the white snow
Red as strawberries in the summertime.




5. District Sleeps Alone Tonight (14:51)

Smeared black ink
Your face is ashen and I'm barely listening
To last demands
I'm staring at the asphalt wondering
What's buried underneath
Where I am
Where I am

I'll wear my badge
A vinyl sticker with big block letters adherent to my chest
That tells your new friends
I am a visitor here
I am not permanent
And the only thing
Keeping me dry is
Where I am (In this gaudy apartment complex)
Where I am (Explaining that I am just visiting)
Where I am (I was the one worth leaving)
(Why I was the one worth leaving)

D.C. sleeps alone tonight
D.C. sleeps alone tonight
Where I am (In this gaudy apartment complex)
Where I am (Explaining that I am just visiting)
Where I am (I was the one worth leaving)
(Why I was the one worth leaving)

The district sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights
And leave the autos swerving into the loneliest evening
And I am finally seeing why I was the one worth leaving
Why I was the one worth leaving





6. I'll Never Forget You (19:36)

Eighty-Six Charlie came over
He asked me for a favor
Asked me a question
Asked me to make an exception

Eighty-Six Charlie, he came back
Said he'd been thinking it over
Said he's had a change of heart
He thinks he's made a grave mistake

But I, I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
You make things so easy
I'll never forget you

Eighty-Six Charlie, he came back, he came back
Sat down at the table, and for the last time
Said he's finally made up his mind
He wonders if it's not too late
It's not too late because

I'll never forget you
I'll never forget you
You made me so angry
I'll never forget you





7. Young Blood (23:23)

We're only young and naive still
We require certain skills
The mood it changes like the wind
Hard to control when it begins

The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Can't help myself but count the flaws
Claw my way out through these walls
One temporary escape
Feel it start to permeate

We lie beneath the stars at night
Our hands gripping each other tight
You keep my secrets hope to die
Promises, swear them to the sky

The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

As it withers
Brittle it shakes
Can you whisper
As it crumbles and breaks
As you shiver
Count up all your mistakes
Pair of forgivers
Let go before it's too late
Can you whisper
Can you whisper

The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah yeah yeah yeah





8. Shelter (27:29)

I find shelter in this way
Under cover, hide away
Can you hear when I say
I have never felt this way

Maybe I had said something that was wrong
Can I make it better with the lights turned on
Maybe I had said something that was wrong
Can I make it better with the lights turned on

Oh [x4]

Can I be, was I there
Felt so crystal in the air
I still want to drown whenever you leave
Please teach me gently on how to breathe

And I'll cross oceans like never before
So you can feel the way I feel it too
And I'll send images back at you
So you can see the way I feel it too

Maybe I had said something that was wrong
Can I make it better with the lights turned on
Maybe I had said something that was wrong
Can I make it better with the lights turned on

Oh [x8]





9. Fire & Rain (31:14)

Just yesterday morning, they let me know that you were gone.
Suzanne, the plans they made put an end to you.
I walked out this morning and I wrote down this song,
I just can't remember who to send it to.

I've seen fire and I've seen rain.
I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end.
I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend,
But I always thought that I'd see you again.

Won't you look down upon me, Jesus,
You've got to help me make a stand.
You've just got to see me through another day.
My body's aching and my time is at hand
And I won't make it any other way.

Oh, I've seen fire and I've seen rain.
I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end.
I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend,
But I always thought that I'd see you again.

Been walking my mind to an easy time, my back turned towards the sun.
Lord knows when the cold wind blows it'll turn your head around.
Well, there's hours of time on the telephone line to talk about things to come.
Sweet dreams and flying machines in pieces on the ground.

Oh, I've seen fire and I've seen rain.
I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end.
I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend,
But I always thought that I'd see you baby, one more time again, now.

Thought I'd see you one more time again.
There's just a few things coming my way this time around, now.
Thought I'd see you, thought I'd see you, fire and rain, now.





10. Without A Word (34:21)

Hey you can tell the world
That you're leaving
And you can pack your bags
And spread your wings
And you can tell them all
That it's over
But while you wave goodbye
I'll be getting closer

Stand there and look into my eyes
And tell me that all we had were lies
Show me that to you don't care
And I'll stay here if you prefer
Yes I'll leave you without a word
Without a word

And you can tell the world
That you're tired
But your excuses, they won't work
'Cause I'll know that you're lying
Every time that I see your face
I notice all the suffering
Just turn to my embrace
I won't let you come to nothing

Stand there and look into my eyes
And tell me that all we had were lies
Show me that to you don't care
And I'll stay here if you prefer
Yes I'll leave you without a word
Without a word





11. Terrible Love (39:18)

It's a terrible love
And I'm walking with spiders
It's a terrible love and I'm walking in
It's a terrible love
And I'm walking with spiders
It's a terrible love and I'm walking in
It's quiet company
It's quiet company

It's a terrible love
And I'm walking with spiders
It's a terrible love that I'm walking in
It's a terrible love
And I'm walking with spiders
It's a terrible love that I'm walking in
It's quiet company
It's quiet company
It's quiet company

And I can't fall asleep
Without a little help
It takes awhile
To settle down
My shivered bones
Wait til the panics out

It takes an ocean not to break [x4]
Company
It's quite a company
It's quiet company

And I won't follow you
Into the rabbit hole
I said I would
But then I saw
Your shivered bones
They didn't want me to

It's a terrible love
And I'm walking with spiders
It's a terrible love and I'm walking in
It's a terrible love and I'm walking with spiders
It's a terrible love and I'm walking in

It takes an ocean not to break
It takes an ocean not to break
It takes an ocean not to break

KURA, KTÓRA DUŻO GDACZE - NIE GRYZIE


Wiesz są obrazy
konsekwentnie otwierające oczy nocą
mam swoje pasożyty na głowie
wystarczy pomysleć

słyszałam jesteście zwierzętami
już nie perły już tylko gnój
straciłam kamień mięśni 
i kamienną twarz

planuję przypadkowy pokaz
wnętrzności własnych, ukochanych
głowa która należy tylko do mnie
jest tą wystawioną na strzał

powinnam się gdzieś zakopać
zamiast tak stać kością 
spakować wysłać dostarczyć przed czasem
wyjętą z własnego gardła

czasem czuję jak pękam na pół
często nie potrafię z tobą rozmawiać
i znów mnie to uderza
żarty żarciki i słodycz aż do porzygu

nigdy nie nauczymy się żyć

Tuesday, 16 October 2012

Blood moon is rising above HELL ON WHEELS...




out on the corner with cast iron blood
10,000 more with hearts on their own
the say i might die i maybe cold
I may have no jesus I may have no soul
In prison I hear there's time to be good
but the first thing you see is the last thing you should

Well i've seen the battle and I've seen the war

And the life laying here is the life i've been told
Well i've seen the battle and I've seen the war
And the life I have here is the life i've been sold

they say theres a path soon where i'll stand to judge

but the devils a waiting with christ like a son
when the look comes your way best say was I
for the reasons you hold give reasons to die
the callings impatient but the calls never won
but the last one to say it may last through the flood


Well i've seen the battle and I've seen the war

And the life laying here is the life i've been sold
Well i've seen the battle and I've seen the war
And the life I have here is the life i've been told

and born in the mirror where lifes just begun

and i've roamed from the reasons and roamed to the gun
they say i'm the killer and thy will be done
and the doors won't be open when i finally become

and i've seen the battle and I've seen the war

And the life laying here is the life i've been sold
yeah i've seen the battle and I've seen the war
And the life laying here is the life i've been told 

Sunday, 14 October 2012

Rosyjska fantastyka cz.1: Kira Izmajłowa - Mag Niezależny Flossia Naren




Początkowo może wydawać się zimną, arogancką, cyniczną, złośliwą zołzą której wrażliwość bez większego problemu zmieściłaby się w łyżeczce do herbaty.
Zołzą, która z uśmiechem na ustach splunie Ci w twarz i bez mrugnięcia okiem pośle Cię na śmierć…

Nie daj się zwieść…

Gdy przyjrzysz się dokładniej okaże się… jeszcze gorsza.
Królowa lodu to przy niej pikuś, "cynizm" to jej drugie imię, a gdyby niechcący ugryzła się w język to istnieje spore prawdopodobieństwo że zatruje się własnym jadem.
Jej wrażliwość spokojnie zmieści się na główce od szpilki. Twoje życie? Cóż, poza nielicznymi chwilami słabości absolutnie jej zwisa…

Zakochasz się w niej od pierwszej strony!




Dawno dawno temu. Za górami... Za lasami... Bla, bla, bla...

Pewnie liczyliście na rzewną opowieść o bezbronnej, wiotkiej księżniczce i wybawiającym ją z opresji i potwornych łap, mężnym rycerzu?

…To się przeliczyliście!

Zamiast księżniczki: Mag Niezależny Flossia Naren. Dama bynajmniej nie bezbronna, ani wiotka!
W roli mężnego rycerza: Porucznik Laurinne. Mdlejący na widok zwłok żółtodziób wątpliwego pochodzenia, który sam bez przerwy jest w opresji...
Potwora też nie uświadczycie. W zamian funt dworskich intryg, kopa tajemnic, dwa tuziny sekretów, stara czarownica, tajni agenci, jeden mag bojowy, starożytna magiczna księga i tajemniczy, potężny wróg.
Na dokładkę mendel dobrego humoru, a do smaku porządna porcja błyskotliwej ironii...

Smakujcie i trzymajcie się poręczy, bo fabuła wciąga!
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