no představte si. Dneska sem se "šprtala" finštinu. Jak asi víte, naše přezdívky jsou trochu finské. Jako asi to nic neznamená, ale ty přezdívky jsou odvozeny od přijmení... No je to šíleně složitý vám to tu vysvětlovat... No, možná jste si všimli, že Kivilaaksince někdy říkám Kivi. A teď přijde to co sem vám také chtěla říct. Asi nevíte, že slovo KIVI znamená ve finštině..KÁMEN. Nechci tím naznačovat, že Kivi má nějakou vlastnost kamene, ale prostě mám ráda zdrobněliny...Jedna "kamarádka" si také myslela, že moje přezdívka(Toppinka) je odvozena od toho jídla.. A dokonce prohlásila: "Topinky nesnášim..!"=)
Letos je finská kapela Apocalyptica v tvůrčím stadiu k novému albu, které by mělo vyjít v příštím roce a navázat tak na úspěch Worlds Of Collidez roku 2007. Celosvětově proto skupina vystoupí pouze na šestnácti exkluzivních koncertech, z nichž hned tři připadnou na Českou republiku.
Apocalypticu v čele s trojicí "metalových violoncellistů" s klasickým vzděláním, jejíž předchozí koncerty v Česku byly beznadějně vyprodány, bude hostit nejprve 18. dubna zlínská hala Novesta, o den později ostravská Bonver Arena a závěrem 20. dubna pražská Incheba Arena na holešovickém Výstavišti.
Finally the hills are without eyes They are tired of painting a dead man's face red With their own blood
They used to love having so much to lose Blink your eyes just once and see everything in ruins
Did you ever hear what I told you? Did you ever read what I wrote you? Did you ever listen to what we played? Did you ever let in what the world said? Did we get this far just to feel your hate? Did we play to become only pawns in the game? How blind can you be, don't you see? You chose the long road, but we'll be waiting
Bye, bye, beautiful! Bye, bye, beautiful!
Jacob's ghost for the girl in white Blindfold for the blind Dead Siblings walking the dying earth
Noose around a choking heart Eternity torn apart So toll now the funeral bells
"I need to die to feel alive!"
Did you ever hear what I told you? Did you ever read what I wrote you? Did you ever listen to what we played? Did you ever let in what the world said? Did we get this far just to feel your hate? Did we play to become only pawns in the game? How blind can you be, don't you see? You chose the long road, but we'll be waiting
It's not the tree that forsakes the flower But the flower that forsakes the tree Someday I'll learn to love these scars Still fresh from the red-hot blade of your words
...How blind can you be, don't you see...(x3) ...that the gambler lost all he does not have...
Did you ever hear what I told you? Did you ever read what I wrote you? Did you ever listen to what we played? Did you ever let in what the words said? Did we get this far just to feel your hate? Did we play to become only pawns in the game? How blind can you be, don't you see? You chose the long road but we'll be waiting
For whom the gun tolls For whom the prey weeps Bow before a war Call it religion
Some wounds never heal Some tears never will Dry for the unkind Cry for mankind
Even the dead cry - Their only comfort Kill your friend, I don`t care Orchid kids, blinded stare
Need to understand No need to forgive No truth no sense left to be followed
"Facing this unbearable fear like meeting an old friend" "Time to die, poor mates, You made me what I am!"
"In this world of a million religions everyone prays the same way" "Your praying is in vain It`ll all be over soon" "Father help me, save me a place by your side!" "There is no god Our creed is but for ourselves"
"Not a hero unless you die Our species eat the wounded ones"
"Drunk with the blood of your victims I do feel your pity-wanting pain, Lust for fame, a deadly game"
"Run away with your impeccable kin!"
"- Good wombs hath borne bad sons..." Cursing, God, why? Falling for every lie Survivors` guilt In us forevermore
15 candles Redeemers of this world Dwell in hypocrisy: "How were we supposed to know?"
They came for him one winter's night. Arrested, he was bound. They said there'd been a robbery, his pistol had been found.
They marched him to the station house, he waited for the dawn. And as they led him to the dock, he knew that he'd been wronged. "You stand accused of robbery," he heard the bailiff say. He knew without an alibi, tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom.
Over the hills and far away, for ten long years he'll count the days. Over the mountains and the seas, a prisoner's life for him there'll be.
He knew that it would cost him dear, but yet he dare not say. Where he had been that fateful night, a secret it must stay. He had to fight back tears of rage. His heartbeat like a drum. For with the wife of his best friend, he spent his final night of freedom.
Over the hills and far away, he swears he will return one day. Far from the mountains and the seas, back in her arms he swear he'll be. Over the hills and far away.
Over the hills and, over the hills and, over the hills and far away.
Each night within his prison cell, he looks out through the bars. He reads the letters that she wrote. One day he'll know the taste of freedom.
Over the hills and far away, she prays he will return one day. As sure as the rivers reach the seas, back in his arms he swears she'll be.
Over the hills and far away, he swears he will return one day. far from the mountains and the seas, back in her arms is where he'll be.
Over the hills and far away, she prays he will return one day. As sure as the rivers reach the seas, back in his arms is where she'll be.