I like art, fashion and bitchin'. You can call me Simona. Or Eva 'cause it's shorter and I like apples.
I also like Pink Floyd and Jaime Lannister. Deal with it.
To Die Among Strangers - Rome
the whores of rome and the kings of france
have tried to brave my fire
now the snakes curl up, the curtains part
will you try to brave my fire?
Ride On - Cruachan
I fell in love with this song. Again.
(Therion - Asgard)
[Upon a mountain in the middle of the universe, high above the world of man, rises the abode of gods. The shining halls of the gods circle in the sky like the stars and the twelve signs of the zodiac. Only those who are brave and pure of heart will be brought up in the air to the palaces of Asgard. They will ride upon the rainbow and fight side by side with the gods on the end of days.]
Riding on the rainbow and they’ll pass the gate of Heimdal.
Open up Gladheim and the Walhall!
In the house of Odin the fallen one is standing
With all Einherjar, ready for war.
When the seal is broken up in the midwinter sky,
all the dead will follow Odin and they’re coming by the storm
In the middle of the world the rock of Gods stand high.
On the dark yule-night
The gods will descend with the dead of the brave.
Take us to Walhalla
when we’ll pass the gate of Heimdal.
Let us meet gods (and) follow their ride.
If you watch the nightsky you will find their dwelling
in the stars they live (as the) zodiac signs.
When the bridge will make a way for all the northern gods
all the dead will ride on Bifrost and they’re coming by the storm
Sagas from the ancient days are written in the sky
When you read the runes again Walhalla and Asgard are reborn.
Pink Floyd - Dogs (Animals,1977)
You got to be crazy, you gotta have a real need
You gotta sleep on your toes and when you’re on the street
You got to be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed
And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight
You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking
And after a while, you can work on points for style
Like the club tie, and the firm handshake
A certain look in the eye and an easy smile
You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to
So that when they turn their backs on you
You’ll get the chance to put the knife in
You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder
You know, it’s going to get harder, and harder, and harder
As you get older
Yeah, and in the end you’ll pack up and fly down south
Hide your head in the sand
Just another sad old man
All alone and dying of cancer
And when you lose control, you’ll reap the harvest you have sown
And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone
And it’s too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw around
So have a good drown, as you go down all alone
Dragged down by the stone
Gotta admit that I’m a little bit confused
Sometimes it seems to me as if I’m just being used
Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise
If I don’t stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze
Deaf, dumb and blind, you just keep on pretending
That everyone’s expendable, and no one has a real friend
And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner
Everything’s done under the sun
But you believe at heart everyone’s a killer
Who was born in a house full of pain
Who was trained not to spit in the fan
Who was told what to do by the man
Who was broken by trained personnel
Who was fitted with collar and chain
Who was given a pat on the back
Who was breaking away from the pack
Who was only a stranger at home
Who was ground down in the end
Who was found dead on the phone
Who was dragged down by the stone
Who was dragged down by the stone
17 minutes of pure eargasms, enjoy! (:
yes, good, one of my favourite songs ever. xD
(Source: sleeplessinstinct)
Hold on - Kansas
One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer - John Lee Hooker
Gethsemane - Nightwish
… and back to the classics. This song was my favourite for years and I haven’t listened to it since I don’t even know when. And now I can’t stop and well my tearducts can’t stop either... so many memories. MEH. I don’t know what’s with me today.
Enchantment has but one truth:
I weep to have what I fear to lose
We Will Rise - Arch Enemy ( live )
I don’t need feminism because I have Angela Gossow.