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'ADV_ORGANIZER 1.0 | formato, categoria, base, altezza, unico, disposizione, voto, dove, numero,tipo,refresh,output
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'ADV_ORGANIZER 1.0 | formato, categoria, base, altezza, unico, disposizione, voto, dove, numero,tipo,refresh,output
response.write(organize_adv(0,categoria,300,250,,,8,,1,0,1,))
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'ADV_ORGANIZER 2.1 | formato, categoria, base, altezza, unico, disposizione, voto, dove, numero, tipo, refresh, output, IdUtente, TipoAdsense, skin
Response.Write(organize_adv(0, categoria, 120, 600, , , 9, , 1, 0, 0, , , 1, 2 ))
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Gud's Fortapelse - Apenbaring Av Dommedag[God's Damnation-revelation Of The Judgment Day]
Devoted are we To the emperor of the dark The power of the almighty (Which)leads our minds Into battle Against the good and their lies
Though the enemy's army is poor It is big But we shall take them all Gather them up One by one
The hope they saw in God Shall I disappear in an ocean of thorns The thorns their fake messiah Once felt nailed to his skull
Heaven shall be torn And a fucking thunder Shall boulder and roar His powers will go weak Where the front of dark Conquer the plague of light
Eyes will run in sorrow When they realize (that) their god No longer can help The hope they found in God Is gone and so it shall be forever
Now they follow their fake salvator Who still carries a crown of thorns But king he never became |