A mai trecut un an...azi se implinesc 8 (opt) ani de cind Chuck Schuldiner a obosit sa mai lupte cu boala si a parasit nemernicia acestei lumi. Pentru ce ce i-au admirat geniul, nu va fi nicicind o data prea mult sa aminteasca data de 13 decembrie ca pe o zi trista, care a vaduvit lumea in care traim de un mare talent.
La 34 de ani, Chuck mai avea enorm de multe de zis in plan artistic, dar si filosofic si uman. Pacat...
Expect The Unexpected
And when life seems to be complete
It comes and knocks us off our feet
The element of surprise
The avengeful attack
Straight on your back it will send you
Into a state of deja-vu
Here it comes one more time
Showing its ugly face
Assaulting the senses
Screaming into the mind
Premeditating master plans
No need to underestimate
Prepare for what you cannot see
Expect the unexpected
And you will save yourself a state of shock
A waiting game, waiting to see
Expect the unexpected
And you will save yourself a state of shock
Another lesson learned to go with the others
That sit and wait to see
A silent voice
It doesn't matter who you are
In this sense we're all the same
To taste tranquility would be ecstasy
I'm holding on with all my might
To this ride we call life
Strapped down to clarity
Suprised no more
Music and lyrics by
CHUCK SCHULDINER (May 13, 1967 – December 13, 2001)
La 34 de ani, Chuck mai avea enorm de multe de zis in plan artistic, dar si filosofic si uman. Pacat...
Expect The Unexpected
And when life seems to be complete
It comes and knocks us off our feet
The element of surprise
The avengeful attack
Straight on your back it will send you
Into a state of deja-vu
Here it comes one more time
Showing its ugly face
Assaulting the senses
Screaming into the mind
Premeditating master plans
No need to underestimate
Prepare for what you cannot see
Expect the unexpected
And you will save yourself a state of shock
A waiting game, waiting to see
Expect the unexpected
And you will save yourself a state of shock
Another lesson learned to go with the others
That sit and wait to see
A silent voice
It doesn't matter who you are
In this sense we're all the same
To taste tranquility would be ecstasy
I'm holding on with all my might
To this ride we call life
Strapped down to clarity
Suprised no more
Music and lyrics by
CHUCK SCHULDINER (May 13, 1967 – December 13, 2001)
RIP Chuck, intradevar 8 ani nu sunt prea multi pentru a uita data de 13 decembrie, cand umbland pe blabbermouth la 3 noaptea am ramas impietrit cu mana pe mouse de vestea mortii lui Chuck.
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