Friday, October 15, 2010

I had time to play wow a little and i have to say i just can't say if the patch was good or bad.
Every class feel more powerful than before and leveling a new character is even easier (with a BIG wrinting invading your screen when you level up "Congratulations! you are now level <insert level here>! Your class trainer can now teach you a new skill, go visit him!" that makes me feel an idiot.).
About the new talent system i like how you get the most important abilities the moment you chose your specialization but i dislike the lack of freedom in your build, i could spec my chars without even using a talent calculator to make some tries.
Most of the changes to the skills are cool but they shifted a little the balance, some classes are doing way too much damage.

Anyway this is supposed to be a transition patch applied only to prepare for the expansion that hopefully (leveling to 85) will restore the balance among characters with the introduction of level 81+ skills and gear.

Now that i bored you enough with this wow-crap, some music for you!

Avantasia - The Scarecrow


Lyrics also in the video

(Tobias Sammet)
I'm just a loser in the game of love
I'm just a stray boy in the shade
And how I wish to know what love is like
To find someone to contemplate

There's a voice and a million answers
To the questions I don't ask
A demon I've got to contain
When I'm walking through the fen
Gonna deep into the black
There are whispers that I can't restrain

Don't give in

Rise to fame - time will come
Make your claim - time has come
For the crow to fly away

(Jorn Lande)
So you're an angel meant to walk down here
And you believe it's all divine
And you don't play by all those temporal rules
Watch the world begin to die

Alright - when the lamb's been torn to pieces,
I've been crashing from the sky
Fallen to care for the pray, they put a spoke right in your wheel
I'm the one to dare the weak, to push you all over the pain
You give in - oh

Rise to fame - time will come
Make your claim - time has come
For the crow to fly away

(Sammet)
I close my eyes and I see what's coming my way
He's got treasure in his eyes that he's gonna turn to clay

(Lande)
Hm, I'm a stranger, I'm a changer and I'm danger...
Maybe

(Sammet)
Fallen angel - waiting for the prey
The devil has come to take a maimed away
Penetration of the twisted mind
The evil is out for the weak and blind

I can feel it in your voice
Ever so sweet, no
Do I really have a choice? No, no, no!

(Lande)
Oh, you burn your feet on unholy ground
You roam the barren wicked plains abound
In evil eyes and evil speak
About it all your evil freaks

When you say it's all divine and meant to be
What about your flesh and blood and defires like me?

Their evil eyes are looking down on you
And those who don't are losing sight of you
Face the rage to chase away
The specter of disgrace and shame

Withered roses dying on the ledge
A withered dreamer standing on the edge
You dream of love but you wake up to pain
You're better off to join in my game

Then she'll better off to cry contrite tears
One day she'll wonder why she had to let you disappear,

Rise to fame - your time has come
Time will come - to take the sun
Make your claim - you're drawn to the sound
Time has come - you're leaving ground

Rise to fame - the flight of the crow
Time will come - cross the line
Your time has come - for the crow to fly away

It's a flight to hell
Can you hear the bell
The devil has come
To take your soul away
A flight to hell - alright

I'm a stranger
I'm a changer
And I'm danger
Fallen angel
Waiting for the prey

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Hypocrisy - Weed out the Week



The cryogenic holocaust
Slows down the desease
Give us all a taste of your miracle
We're thirsty for your medicine
The hate burns in your eyes
It's kill or be killed
It's in the nature of the human races' weak mind
To be exterminated by ourselves

Just stab their hearts for nothing
Your greedy souls scream in envy
Kill them all
Release the anger
Weed out the week
You don't need them

Weed out the week

Exterminate the riff raff
No one will miss you anyway
Clean up the world with an iron fist
Start the harvest of the dead
There's no room for you
There's no room for you
There is a new religion coming around the bend
And it's called fuck you

Just stab their hearts for nothing
Your greedy souls scream in envy
Kill them all
Release the anger
Weed out the week
You don't need them

Weed out the weak
Stab them all

Just stab their hearts for nothing
Your greedy souls scream in envy
Kill them all
Release the anger
Weed out the week
You don't need them