fast (or slow)

nope

frame

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

waiting

cu trenu'

ierburi gigantice

Twelve O'Clock in 53 de limbi.

Am zis! Ho detto! I adı geçen!

sighisoara

Oricine ai fi, gandeste-te
ca locul in care ai intrat
este un CIMITIR!

4:37 a.m.

4:36 a.m.

4:35 a.m.

black and blue

White Moon, White Moon

The Belly Button Of The Moon

halloween