For the desperately bought netbook for work... so, lets celebrate by showing u 2 replays of my recent war in Battle Stations.
Background: I am Musica Valen, a defender of my clan... so I get hit first before our forts got hit.... these replays are taken from the recent war. (The ships look weird coz I had a ship skin on).
Replay A: Another fish is attacking me (a fish too)
Replay B: Then, seconds later, this guy attacked my fish....
-like doing everything all over again, but that would make me not the me I know today. -that I might not be worth it for the standards, but my own. -like I'm just the bushes, canopied by the large greens. -afraid of things to come. -clueless of my next step. -that its as if I dont have any other options anymore. -that what I feel seems to be invisible for others to feel. -that my feelings is overwhelming that I cant concentrate on anything. -like quitting this job and just wander around the face of the earth. -like to continue this noting another day, another time. -like searching for the book again.
And there are things that I could see that many could try but couldn't be that some might have the slightest feel that little could do much to understand me understand how I stand, how I walk understand how I create and how I talk accepting what I want and what I need it's like a sun to a seed. That little seed That weak little seed All it wants is to grow Tall, big and green Like a big old oak Piercing the sky, being a roost Shading the shy, giving them a boost But that little seed is little So tiny that many belittle And it will grow to be Something that people make use of, you see And I am that little seed getting belittle at, getting stomped getting slow at getting bigger trying to grow to be greener just like a simple tree but can protect my baby even if it cost my body, dearly or my life as the price no, this aint no dice I would literally give my life away, so that they can get a nice smile to give me back give me their happiness and peace, in fact let them babies of mine wear something nice and fine that others awed at while they dine in jealousy and envy Coz I'd do anything for my baby.
Its too hard to bear When an S is negating another S even when the both of them are the same entity. Its too hard to see when an S fits an N even when the both of them are different entities, when they shouldn't be as one. Its hard to swallow the irony of the words. Its hard to comprehend the idea of the idea. And its hard enough to make others see. What I see.
It makes wonder what's the craze about this Maher Zain guy all over my friends' facebook. And I went to youtube to find this video. Not much of a video though. But you tell me. Is it a great song or what.
Lyrics:
We were given so many prizes We changed the desert into oasis We built buildings in different lenght and sizes And we felt so very statiesfied
We bought and bought we couldn't stop buying We gave charity to the poor cause we couldn't stand their crying We thaught we paid our dues but in fact To ourselves we're just lying
Oh...I'm walking with my head lowered in shame from my place I'm walking with my head lowered from my race Yes it's easy to blame everything on the west When in fact all focus should be on ourselves
I'm walking with my head lowered in shame from my place I'm walking with my head lowered from my race Yes it's easy to blame everything on the west When in fact all focus should be on ourselves
We were told what to buy and we'd bought We went to London, Paris and Costa del Sol We made show we were seen in the most exclusive shops Yes we felt so very statisfied
We felt our money gave us infinit power We forgot to teach our children about history and honor We didn't have anytime to lose...when we were(were) So busy feeling so statisfied
I'm walking with my head lowered in shame from my place I'm walking with my head from my race Yes it's easy to blame everything on the west When in fact all focus should be on ourselves (2x)
We became the visuals without a soul despite the heat Our homes felt so empty and cold
To fill the emptiness we bought and bought Maybe all the fancy cars and bling will make us statisfied
My dear brother and sister it's time to change inside Open your eyes...Don't throw away what's right aside Before the day comes when there's nowhere to run and hide Now ask yourself...cause Allah's watching you
Is he statisfied?...Is Allah satisfied?(3x)
Oh...I'm walking with my head lowered in shame from my place I'm walking with my head lowered from my race Yes it's easy to blame everything on the west When in fact all focus should be on ourselves(2x)
