They say at chess you've got to kill the queen
And then you've made it…
Do you?
A funny thing, a king that gets himself
Assassinated…
Hey now, every time I loose…
Altitude…
You took the town by storm
Now the mess you made is nominated…
Do you?
Now put away your welcome,
Soon you'll find you've overstayed it
Hey now, every time I loose…
Altitude…
So divine, hell of an elevator,
All the while, my fortune faded,
Never mind the consequences of my
Wildest time, my fortune faded…
To medicate this state of mind,
You'll find is overrated…
Do you?
You saw it all come down and now
Its time to imitate it…
Hey now, every time I loose…
Altitude…
So divine, hell of an elevator,
All the while, my fortune faded,
Nevermind the consequences of my
Wildest time, my fortune faded…
Come on God, do I seem bulletproof?
So divine, hell of an elevator,
All the while, my fortune faded,
Nevermind the consequences of my
Wildest time, my fortune faded…
So divine, hell of an elevator,
All the while, my fortune faded,
Nevermind the consequences of my
Wildest time, my fortune faded…
la secondan on la posto, mi arrendo al testo 8|
Quit Msg: Sono fin troppo consapevole del fatto che si vive in un'epoca in cui solo gli ottusi sono presi sul serio, e io vivo nel terrore di non essere frainteso
O Fortuna
velut luna
statu variabilis,
semper crescis
aut decrescis;
vita detestabilis
nunc obdurat
et tunc curat
ludo mentis aciem,
egestatem,
potestatem
dissolvit ut glaciem.
Sors immanis
et inanis,
rota tu volubilis,
status malus,
vana salus
semper dissolubilis,
et velata
michi quoque niteris;
nunc per ludum
dorsum nudum
fero tui sceleris.
Sors salutis
et virtutis
michi nunc contraria,
est affectus
et defectus
semper in angaria.
Hac in hora
sine mora
corde pulsum tangite;
quod per sortem
sternit fortem,
mecum omnes plangite!