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Sign in to rate and write review Write a Review. No Rating Available Tell a Friend. She wakes up only to realize that she has become another person in the past, a high school girl who will soon die. She meets a classmate who looks like Chuan Sheng but has a different identity.
The song constantly takes her back and forth between the two timelines and identities as she uncovers the truth and tries to change their fates. This edition comes in a collection box set with serial numbers , a lyrics poster and a cassette tape of Wu Bai's classic best-selling album The End of Love.
All rights reserved. This original content has been created by or licensed to YesAsia. Also, the singer adds more depth and colors to her trademark vocals by branching out of her usual pop balladic sounds and exposing herself to a wide variety of genres such as modern rock, progressive rock, rock ballad, electronica, and jazz. Some of the best highlights of the album include the upbeat pop number Telepathy Track 3 , the fast-paced rock Hero Track 1 , and the dazzling jazz number Bitsori "The Sound of Rain" - Track 7 which features a delicious concoction of Younha's captivating vocals and smooth piano performed by pianist Song Young Joo.
Younha also pitched in her songwriting skills in the touching ballad Miwuhhada "Hating" - Track 11 and For Catharina Track Also look for Tablo's sensational rap contribution in the electronica dance Gi uk "Memory" - Track 5. All rights reserved. This original content has been created by or licensed to YesAsia. Hero Someday Strawberry Days Rainbow Best Friend For Catharina Gossip Boy My Song and Additional Information may be provided by the manufacturer, supplier, or a third party, and may be in its original language.
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Yearning for consolation, some turned to God. To the loving, merciful God. To the stern and righteous God. To the Gods of Old. Preachers with clear voice and cause in their eyes send their flocks on holy pilgrimage, on quest to find suitable offering to quell the godly wrath, on search of God in their own hearts.
They told their flocks that Good Shepard will not, could not herd them to extinction. They spoke of Great Trial each and every pious human soul must undergo, as to survive Great Trial of all humanity. They appealed to hearts, telling everybody willing to listen that it was human mind that brought Death on every doorstep. Yearning for undestanding, some turned to science. Analyzing data, finding correlations, applying models to predict the tide.
Models of animal migration, models of sea currents, models of glacial pressure on mountains. Developing theories, which proved with absolute certainty that the mountains builds by generations after generations will withstand, that currents will eventually disperse, that no animal can sustain such pace, no animal can feed itself in such numbers, such conditions.
Using psychology to prove there is a deeper psyche breaking point Black Legion will reach and crumble, using meteorology to prove winter cold enough will freeze Black Legion, using medicine to prove leg joints cannot withstand Black Legion march tempo and length.
They appealed to minds, telling everybody willing to listen that it was human hearts that brought Death on every doorstep. Yet every breaking point was moved again and again in time, and soon there was noone to move it once again. And so devoid of light from above, or from the measurement of the world around them, they chose a light from below.
Every religion has its enemy, the shadow in its splendor, the cruelty in its kindness. The Enemy, be he of fire, darkness, or cold was who men turned to as the Black League grew stronger, and hope grew dim. He, if he was a He, did not offer them meaning.
He had no promise of glory, no life after death except that of eternal pain. But He could give His followers what they most wanted: blood for their thirst, the fulfillment of their basest desires.
Across the globe, the followers of Satan, of Shiva, of Shaitan and others became of a multitude. They had no goals, no grandiose ideological ideas, only sin, and insanity.
Though many tried, the Black League, the Soldiers of the Black Sun, the Cult of the Elephant and the Cult of the Donkey, the Zulu Mechanists and others, they could not stamp out the so-called "new religion".
Frantically reinforcing existing nuclear shelters, refurbishing old mines, digging deep and fast. Those who had currency that was still worth more than fire kindling had thrown all of it, those who had fortitude and skill picked up their picks and sticks of dynamite.
All of them hoped to finish their work, their salvation in time. Some of them even managed to. It was one thing to build shelter, gather supplies and prepare means to establish order after the doors were sealed, another to ensure noone on te surface will know were to find them, or even know that someone managed to hide. Groups that didn't meet their demise by starvation, fighting among themselves for petty reasons, succombing to plain old claustrophobia were stormed by tides of refugees, cultists or worse.
Seals were broken, earth was moved again, deep craters were created. So like the pharaons of old, all builders of their underground tombs were killed, since even one man spared could lead to their demise. Or by working hard and without breaks, ignoring fatigue and accidents, managed to get all the workers, all the families inside in utmost secrecy.
In the end the sheer weight of guilt finds a way to worm inside idle minds, and supplies can last for long, but not forever. Critical equipment breaks, hope appears that surface is safe once again. Clocks start losing seconds, then minutes and finally concept of passing time is meaningless. But above, Earth was heavily marked by the passing of Black Tide and the desperate means used to stop it. Rivers were poisoned, forest were burned, sky was turned to ash.
A handful of people chose the opposite of Below, hiding by chance or by accident among the Stars. Their end came quicker and in silence and in front seat to the Last Grand Spectacle of Mankind. You could try to fight the Black Tide, but to win you had to fight forever.
You could try to run, but to evade you had to run forever. You could hide, but to survive you had to hide forever. The League had been better prepared than its many enemies for The End. It had trained thousands of technical specialists, and tens of thousands of workers for the time After, but it could not outrun fate.
Though its borders never stopped expanding, the All Russian Black League was failing from the inside-out. The flag of the black league flew above the ruins of the Gibraltar Dam, the mountains of the Himalayas, the wet forests of British Columbia and the Frozen pole, but it was a tattered thing. Worn through, and spotted with mold.
Fear had brought the old world down, but it could not build a new one. Fear had torn down the idols of Rome, Mecca, Varanasi, and Beijing, but it could not stop men from worshipping their ruins. Fear was the blood of the Black League, but it was its poison as well. The technical experts died, and none could replace them. The Redemptionary Battalions harvested all those unloyal for the endless wars but left no one behind to make the food or weapons they needed.
The Black League scoured the lands it conquered, but from whispers and hopes there grew an opposition, born from stories of the men of the Urals so long ago, and the faith that sustained them. The White League was everywhere.Diese Interpreten haben den Song "Someday" auf ihren Alben gesungen.