Where I come from, there's no higher authority than me. Being my own god was all I was meant to be.

"It is Ghiscari, the old pure tongue. It means ‘Mother’"

- Missandei, A Storm of Swords (George R.R Martin).

Min nya favoritsoundtracklåt. Gåshud.

At last no reason, a sensation, to slay anymore. The silent hounds are all asleep, and the world it moves forever on.

When things unsaid are piling up. We still can't forgive how we could forget to dare to risk to regret.

You're the ones who have been foreseen. Feeding the flames on the pyre of the reborn one.

Drown the monster. Make all bad dreams go away. Whatever it takes to keep your hands free.

Fears of breakdown, safe appearance. And I will never lose my faith. I'll rise even higher.

Time.

Medans jag stressar mig till döds av hemtentahelvete och krönikor kan ni få lyssna på den här underbara låten som jag både brukar plugga och somna till. Vi ses på andra sidan.

Wide open minds will divine without reason. Cold is the night as you're braving the gale. Wide open eyes and a spectre is breezing.

A distant ship, smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.

Mankind is drowning in a world of lies.

It didn't just come to me to heal it's wounds.

Sinä kuljit jossakin. Eikä tiennyt kumpikaan.

Light the brightest fire from the highest mountain. So the whole world knows that your spirit can't be broken.

We live in a world that's full of lies.

Vanquish the pain, don't want to seek despair.

Walk for now. Endless days alive somehow.

Återknutit umgänget med några gamla vänner från grannlandet i öst, ledda av världens bästa sångare.
Har inte lyssnat på dem på evigheter och jävlar vad mycket känslor som svallade upp.

She's laying there crying, for the truth is stronger than her pain.

I am not afraid to walk this world alone.

NOSTALGI!!

Search for forgiveness, forgetting their weakness.