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"Az Orwell által elképzelt totális diktatúra nem egyik napról a másikra jön létre...
az apró szabadságjogok és a privacy állandó megnyirbálása fog elvezetni hozzá." 
(New Scientist Editorial, 2001. május 5.)

Az idézet 4 hónappal 911 előtt született!

DON'T PANIC!

ZAPHOD BEEBLEBROX

EPICA:We will take you with us

EPICA: Dancing in a hurricane

We are forced to live in silence
Eating dust and breathing violence
Keeping all the suffering within

Let me be the one to hold you
Trying hard, remaining hopeful
Making sure your heart is free of sin

In mother's scorn
Blood was born
Where we belong
Our nation's torn
Passage gone
A war unknown to us all

Waiting to see your conviction
Swallowing proud premonitions
Clinging onto hope that slowly dies

Standing in the ruins of nature
Caused by forces born from danger
Cleaning hands where virtues lived on ice

In mother's scorn
Blood was born
A war unknown to us all

See the rays of light dance in hurricanes
The essence of our life held within cruel chains
Come and see the day's unsolved history
The mirrors in the eyes are reflecting the fear

We can't hide cruel commands
We will see their last stand
From the heart where we belong
Forever blind to the wasteland beyond

Find security
In this misery
Build a world of death
Hear the fallen prey

In the fire we've ignited thoughts of slaying dreams
In the the ashes evil is reborn

Your morality
Is the highest prize
Your mind's intricate
In a labyrinth turned inside out

In mother's scorn
Blood was born
Where we belong
Our nation's torn
Passage gone
A war unknown to us all

See the rays of light dance in hurricanes
The essence of our life held within cruel chains
Come and see the day's unsolved history
The mirrors in the eyes are reflecting the fear

See the sands of time play with prophecies
We always end up losing to life's guarantee
Barren promises feed on your demise
The challenge to be free is a lost enterprise

We can't hide cruel commands
We will see their last stand
From the heart where we belong
Forever blind to the wasteland beyond

John Mayall:Mists of times

Somewhere in the world
Are friends I've missed from long ago
Could be drifting by the wayside
Or even dead - I just don't know
And now my memories are fading
Like melting footprints in the snow

Sometimes a dream will haunt me
And I see a young girl's face
Was she once for real
And did she really share my space
Within the swirling mists of time
It's hard to keep a track of year and place

I thought about my mother
When she was young and on the road
Hanging out with my musicians
Or camping out in forest groves
Like gray mists conceal horizons
I miss those times we'll share no more

So far my life's a journey
And even if I could I wouldn't change a thing
All those years of bold adventures
The highs and lows that make me sing
Within the swirling mists of time
Such sweet memories sitll often ring

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