Порчу жизнь другим людям, при этом не желая им зла((. А вообще я (уже бывший) злобный импресарио (дурацкое слово, правда) группы BLOODRUSTES

Власть, богатство и женщины (это если кто не понял такая, типа, заумная и злая самоирония). А если честно - вся человеческая культура во всех ее невсегда положительных проявлениях

Музыка, имеющая смысл, честная по отношению к слушателю, невиляющая за сиюминутной модой кича (Да, я еще и зануда)

And I forget
Just what it takes
And yet I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard
Its hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind

Am I Evil? Yes, I Am!!!
Am I Evil? I'm Man. Yes, I Am!!!

I'm so happy
Cause today I found my friends
They're in my head
I'm so ugly
That's ok, cause so are you
Broken mirrors
Sunday morning
Cause everyday for all I care
And I'm not scared
Light my candles
In a daze cause I found god

For my dreams I hold my life
For wishes I behold my night
The truth at the end of time
Losing faith makes a crime

Like was like a fantasy
Taken by reality
Does anyone remember me
You once knew me

Flashes of the day
I knew I was here to stay
But no one

Well baby I’ve been here before
I’ve seen this room and I’ve walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew ya
I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah

Don't talk to strangers
Cause they're only there to do you harm
Don't write in starlight
Cause the words may come out real
Don't hide in doorways
You may find the key that opens up your soul
Don't go to Heaven cause it's really only Hell
Don't smell the flowers
They're an evil drug to make you loose your mind
Don't dream of women cause they only bring you down

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How ev'rything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.
And she'buin a stairway to heaven

No one but me can save myself, but it to late
Now I can't think, think why I should even try

Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death Greets me warm, now I will just say good-bye

Я не люблю открытого цинизма,
В восторженность не верю, и еще —
Когда чужой мои читает письма,
Заглядывая мне через плечо.

That the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just a freight train coming your way

When a Man Lies He Murders
Some Part of the World
These Are the Pale Deaths Which
Men Miscall Their Lives
All this I Cannot Bear
to Witness Any Longer
Cannot the Kingdom of Salvation
Take Me Home

That one last shot's a permanent vacation
And how high can you fly with broken wings
Life's a journey, not a destination
And I just can't tell just what tommorow brings...

This is who I am
Escapist, paradise seeker
Farewell now time to fly
Out of sight, out of time, away from all lies

откуда это все писать смысла не имеет , свои - знают, а чужим тут делать нечего...