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Hittite mythology and Hittite religion were the religious beliefs and practices of the Hittites, who created an empire centered in what is now modern-day Turkey from ca. 1,600 BC to 1,180 BC.
Most of the narratives embodying Hittite mythology are lost, and the elements that would give a balanced view of Hittite religion are lacking among the tablets recovered at the Hittite capital Hattusa and other Hittite sites. Thus, "there are no canonical scriptures, no theological disquisitions or discourses, no aids to private devotion". Some religious documents formed part of the corpus with which young scribes were trained, and have survived, most of them dating from the last several decades before the final burning of the sites. The scribes in the royal administration, some of whose archives survive, were a bureaucracy, organizing and maintaining royal responsibilities in areas that would be considered part of religion today: temple organization, cultic administration, reports of diviners, make up the main body of surviving texts.
Igor Armaș (Romanian pronunciation: [ˈar.maʃ]; born 14 July 1987) is a Moldovan football defender who plays for Kuban Krasnodar in Russian Premier League.
After a successful season in FC Zimbru, Armaș signed a four-year contract with Swedish club Hammarby IF.
In November 2009 he was elected the club's "Best player of the year" by the fans on Hammarby's official website.
In January 2010, Armaș signed for Russian club, Kuban Krasnodar.In the season 2013-2014 Armas played in the group stage of Europe League and he makes two assists in a match against St. Gallen
House Of Love
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Someone's Got To Love You
Somebody's got to love you
Somebody's got to care
Someone's out in the darkness
So you might really not despair
You can hop amongst the pebbles
You can scratch around in clay
You may kill to find a conscience
But to him that not a way
Oh, someone's got to love you
There's a cannon in your hands
There a history rich in genocide
And a voice to fuel your mind
In a town where cars are diamonds
And hunger is the key
Someone's got to love you
Somebody's got to love you
Somebody's got to care
Someone's out in the darkness
So you might really not despair
In a town where cars are diamonds
And hunger is the key
You may kill to find a conscience