Author of quotes: VI Les Torres

And I smile on the way to hell
like charisma
ride...
Someone from the bottom of nowhere
fall
and I try it again
to fly...

And somewhere between Sodom and Gomorrah
still was probably a little bit of love...
But people protect each other by fences,
and want bread and circuses, it is war...

Concrete jungle
continue
your call
in them the top of the world - for
sinners...
As I write : "the World
rules
love"
people want bread and
circuses...

This world has become one with the pain?
Everything here is meat for someone's food...
Not born without blood...
Don't live in the country without animosity...

... And from alcoholism anyone Hagrid saved,
taking discount card and giving the letter...

Me if the Devil himself whispered : "Leave for later
tearful drama, now sin and do not repent"...

I know we're holding hands do not return
to look for love in a hopeless place...

If you betray love, let
it will be so...
We had enough that we
you
different...

your heart is probably blacker than night October
my faith in love falter, though, and hard
still standing, type not killed, but wounded...

Us: no turning back
there ash and breakage.
And if you even fall,
it was only the body cooled down.

We're now like the butchers...
Who is ready to slash off the shoulder?
To survive without injury, come learn how
to look forward without despair...

Don't hold onto thin white thread
on the edge of danger on a volcano
to hell with such attempts as torture.
A quick death is better than the wound... wounds...

Keep no one stands
who wants to be around those close...
Just let all remember:
traitors do not need to be...

Concrete jungle
continue
your call
in them the top of the world - for
sinners...
As I write: "the World
rules
love"
people want bread and
circuses...