Die
Die usually refers to the cessation of life.
Die may also refer to:
Objects
Other
Music
Die (integrated circuit)
A die in the context of integrated circuits is a small block of semiconducting material, on which a given functional circuit is fabricated. Typically, integrated circuits are produced in large batches on a single wafer of electronic-grade silicon (EGS) or other semiconductor (such as GaAs) through processes such as photolithography. The wafer is cut (“diced”) into many pieces, each containing one copy of the circuit. Each of these pieces is called a die.
There are three commonly used plural forms: dice, dies, and die.
Images
Single NPN bipolar junction transistor die.
Single NPN bipolar junction transistor die.
Close-up of an RGB light-emitting diode, showing the three individual silicon dice.
Close-up of an RGB light-emitting diode, showing the three individual silicon dice.
A small-scale integrated circuit die, with bond wires attached.
A small-scale integrated circuit die, with bond wires attached.
A VLSI integrated-circuit die.
A VLSI integrated-circuit die.
Die (philately)
In philately, a die is the engraved image of a stamp on metal which is subsequently multiplied by impression to create the printing plate (or printing base).
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References
External links
Podcasts:
Die Atzen
ALBUMS
- präsentieren Atzen Musik, Volume 3 released: 2012
- Party Chaos released: 2011
präsentieren Atzen Musik, Volume 3
Released 2012- Feiern? Okay! (DJ Antoine vs. Mad Mark Construction)
- Schock! Schock!
- Bitte hier nicht tanzen
- Laserlicht
- Wir machen Party
- Ferien auf Balkonien
- Ich scheine
- Lichter der Stadt
- Immer drauf
- Supersonic
- Lassen Sie mich durch (Tatütata)
- Voll auf die 12
- Looki Looki
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- Alles Routine
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- Champions
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- 808 um Mitternacht
- Gelber Smiley
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by Deadsun
Evilution
by: Deadsun(Verse 1)
Do you still remember the first time that you killed?
The shocking and the horror, so plented by the thrill.
The perving surge of power.
The crushing of the weak.
Have mercy on the gentle soul
Soar in our sented meek.
(Chorus)
You can not wash it from your mouth.
The taste of blood just won't wash out.
You feel it coursing through your veins.
You feel it driving you insane.
(Verse 2)
Do you still remember exactly how it feels?
The power, it's adrenaline. So hard you'll grind your teeth.
The lights begin to blur, it burrows in so deep.
We kill and fuckin' fuck and kill.
It haunts you in your sleep.
(Chorus)
You can not wash it from your mouth.
The taste of blood just won't wash out.
You feel it coursing through your veins.
You feel it driving you insane.
(Verse 3)
We're killing in the classrooms
We're killing in the streets.
We're killing in the hospital
To keep our bodies free.
(Chorus)
You can not wash it from your mouth.
The taste of blood just won't wash out.
You feel it coursing through your veins.