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| Город: | Tervo |
| Место рождения: | Tervo, Finland |
| Возраст: | 58 лет |
| Дата рождения: | 14 января 1966 |
| Знак зодиака: | Козерог |
| Семейное положение: | состоит в браке |
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Обновить профиль| Музыка: | Tarot, Northen Kings, Nightwish, For my pain, Black sabbath, deep purple, iron maiden. |
| Фильмы: | The sixth sense, Lieksa, Fith element, The lord of the rings, Star wars all epiode |
| ТВ передачи: | I dont watch TV, i dont have time for it |
| Игры: | I dont play |
| Книги: | Once upon a Nightwish, The lord of the rings |
| Интересы: | Basss Guitar, Music, Vocal |
| О себе: | Bass and vocal of Finish sympho-metal group Nightwish, I joined the band before the Century child album. Also I play in groups: Tarot, Northen kings, ex-bass of sinergy. |
| Деятельность: | Bass and vocal of Nightwish, Tarot, Sinergy, Northen kings |
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| Политические взгляды: | либеральные |
| Религия и мировоззрение: | Православие |
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| Любимые цитаты: | Beyond the horizon of the place we lived we ware young In a world of magnets and miracles Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary The ringing of the division bell had begun Alone the Long Road and on down the Causeway Do they still meet there by the Cut There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps Running before time took our dreams away Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground To a life consumed by slow decay The grass was greener The light was brighter With friends surrounded The nights of wonder Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again Dragged by the foree of some inner tide At a higher altitude with flag unfurled We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world Eneumbered forever by desire and ambition There's a hunger still unsatisfied Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon Though down this road we've been so many times The grass was greener The light was brighter The taste sweeter The nights of wonder With friends surrounded The dawn mist glowing The water flowing The endless river Forever end ever The end The songwriter's dead The blade fell upon him Taking him to the white lands of Empathica, of Innocence Empathica Innocence II. “HOME” The dreamer and the wine Poet without a rhyme A widow writer, torn apart by chains of Hell One last perfect verse Is still the same old song Oh Christ, how I hate what I have become Take me home Get away, run away, fly away Lead me astray, to dreamer's hideaway I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, the whore for the cold world Forgive me I have but two faces One for the world, One for God save me I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, the whore for the cold world My home was there n' then Those meadows of heaven Adventure filled days One with every smiling face Please, no more words Thoughts from a severed head No more praise Tell me once my heart goes right Take me home Get away, run away, fly away Lead me astray, to dreamer's hideaway I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, a whore for this cold world Forgive me I have but two faces One for the world One for God save me I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries more I cannot die, I, a whore for this cold world Whore for this cold world Whore for this cold world III. “THE PACIFIC” Sparkle, my scenery With Turquoise waterfall With beauty underneath The Ever-Free Tuck me in beneath the blue Beneath the pain, beneath the rain Goodnight kiss for a child in time Swaying blades my lullaby On the shore we sat and hoped Under the same pale moon Whose guiding light chose you Chose you all I'm afraid, I’m so afraid, being raped again, and again and again I know I will die alone, But loved You live long enough to hear the sounds of guns Long enough to find yourself screaming every night And if you want Long enough to see your friends betray you For years have I been strapped unto this altar Now I only have three minutes and counting I just wish the tide would catch me first and give me a death I always longed for IV.” DARK PASSION PLAY” Second robber to the right of Christ Cut in half- infanticide The world will rejoice today As the crows feast on the rotting Poet Everyone must bury their own No pack to bury the heart of stone Now he is home in Hell-serves him well Slain by the bell, tolling for His farewell The morning |
| Источники вдохновения: |
| Hyvölän koulu
начало обучения с 1973г.
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выпуск 1984г.
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Финляндия, Tervo |
| Мобильный телефон: | 80956161072 |
| Домашний телефон: | 233-5671 |
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| ВКонтакте | id42239461 |
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