Montag, 22.2.2010, 06:00 > daMax

Die alten Säcke hauen nochmal kräftig auf den Putz:

Motörhead - Terminal Show

Lemmys seltsame Texte sind einfach ungeschlagen:

The golden eyed creature sits back on his throne
Gazes at us in despair.
Six hundred guests, humanity's best
Are wondering why they are there.
All roads lead here, all roads are burned
Have we digested the things we have learned?
Have we a chance when the dead rise and dance?
Have we the time for the final romance?