cure

(bkz: the cure)

(bkz: a cure)

ilaç, merhem demek.

(bkz: no cure for the pure)

x men 3 the last stand'in tartışmalı öğesi. insanların mutantlarda mutasyona yol açan hücreleri normale döndürmek; yani mutantları insan yapmak için buldukları hede. bu kadar çok tartışılmasının nedeni ise mutantların kendilerini gifted olarak görmeleri, yani tedavi edilecek bir durumlarının olmadığını düşünmeleri. insanlar ise onları cursed olarak gördükleri için bu buldukları hedeye cure adı vermişler.

metallica'nın load albümündeki şarkısı. sözlerini de copy paste'liyim de tam olsun:

the man takes another bullet
he keeps them all within
he must seek no matter how it hurts
so don't fool again

he thinks the answer is cold and in his hand
he takes his medicine
the man takes another bullet
he's been fooled again

uncross your arms
take and throw 'em to the cure, say...
i do believe

uncross your arms now
take 'em too,and say...
i do believe
yeah, i do believe

the lies tempt her she follows
again she lets him in
she must believe to fill the hollow
she's been fooled again

uncross your arms
take and throw them to the cure, say...
i do believe

uncross your arms now
take 'em too,and say...
i do believe
oh yeah, i do believe

betting on the cure
it must get better than this
betting on the cure
yeah everyone's gotta have the sickness
cause everyone seems to need the cure
precious cure

betting on the cure
cause it must get better than this
betting on the cure
yeah everyone's gotta have the sickness
cause everyone seems to need the cure
precious cure

i do believe

betting on the cure
it must get better than this
need to feel secure
yeah it's got to get better than this, this, this
it must get better than this
betting on the cure
everyone's gotta to have the sickness
cause everyone seems to need the cure

i do believe(3x)

akıllara zarar bir tristania şarkısı.

in your web
the threads entangle
your prey is dead
dyed in silence

i'll forever stay with you
at your feet, i will kneel
at your will
dead silent

when i move, i am moved by you
when you rule, all is ruled by you
in your world, there is only you
in my world, there is only you

in your web
the threads entangle
at your will
dead silent

your words are shivers down my spine
i'm numb and shapeless in your web
my blood runs slow and red like wine
the past is shattered forever

i serve your will, for i have been bruised and battered
and covered
i serve your will, for i have been ordinated your lover