The bird of Hermes is my name, eating my wings to make me tame.
~
atheist
den to kanei autos to live.
Mr Nobody is back
αυτός το κάνει!
The bird of Hermes is my name, eating my wings to make me tame.
~
psaxteite na vreite kales theseis sto live,kai tha sas plasarei gomenakia na ta piasete agalitsa wste na vlepoun kalytera
crack the whip and punish me
ama se lew oti den einai autos...autos einai mprosta omws, ws gnwstos diorganwtis kai kathola agapitos kai ektimitaios.
Mr Nobody is back
oxi oi Cross Denied.stous mayhem tha paiksoun mazi me acherontas.Originally Posted by carheart
Remembrance of Things Past
I swarm deserted away, like glass...
Warm, and as fevers,
I am as flame.
I am death...
For I, I weave our blasphemies...
Wicthes painted me,
Like the mysteries created me...
Like where the poets breathe,
I were woven into blasphemies.
για πες κανα κουτσομπολιο σε πμ, με μπριζωσες.Originally Posted by NihilistikOrder
The bird of Hermes is my name, eating my wings to make me tame.
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o φιλτατος καρχαρτ ελεγε και για θεσ/νικη. Ισχυει?
ΑΕΛ τρακτερ και Love is in the air /
apo oso kserw kai ta 2 live (mayhem kai DHG) tha nai panw katw...twra den kserw an auto tha isxusei telikws. Mexri twra pantws touto lene.
Mr Nobody is back
εγώ άλλα ξέρω!Originally Posted by Moonspellheim
καλά τα λέει το παιδί. (όχι συ)
"we are not evacuating this house, we don't believe in you and your wrecking crew"
mou to pe o S.K sto msnOriginally Posted by phthoggon
Remembrance of Things Past
I swarm deserted away, like glass...
Warm, and as fevers,
I am as flame.
I am death...
For I, I weave our blasphemies...
Wicthes painted me,
Like the mysteries created me...
Like where the poets breathe,
I were woven into blasphemies.