Sunday, December 26, 2010

You Really Got Me

Put an end to whatever it was, let it go
I was cruel enough, hence I'll forget
Cause it was still good enough for me and you
For that gray-matter has bubbled and het

For I'm no saint, I'm no sinner
I'm no horrid winged creature
And I'm surely not a winner
I'm no blackened ghostly vulture

Losing you is what I needed
I just needed a bad memory
But you were cruel enough not to give me one
And so I remain

This is so a goodbye
To remember not thinking about you!
(And for that matter, think I'm not a loser
I'm just thinking about you)

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Winged Destiny

Spread out the words and see me blacken
It's not the one you knew before,
My blacked wings will make me soar
This darkened winds will get me saddened

Looking out at the mirror
See the redness of my eyes
Feel their redness high
See through their horror

I feel it getting darker, no mood is getting calmer
The night has crept in nigher,
Inside the heart I did not feel

Let this anger burn deeper
Let this pride die dumber
Oil to my soul
Can't get weaker so

It's the weakest that you see

Monday, October 04, 2010

Since I've Been Far Away

Since I've been far away
From you
I guess this little shay
Oh, uh

Since I've been far away
From you
I get this desperation
This gloom

I never knew, I'll never know
I guess I miss you, I'll never know
I'm getting used to, would rather not know

Since I've been far away
Keep in me the yesterday
Choosing faster than I'd know
My own pressure, your glow
It's this time
It's this time
Since I've been far away
I want to get closer than today

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Eggs in Iron Box

The cover stays full
The eggs are broken.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

A Wave.

Another wave will hit the shore
Harder than it did before

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Juvenile

Constructors build based not on blood.
Constructors get pain and angerness and ease it.


Whatever we do, we do for a reason. Whatever happens, there are two ways of facing the outcome.
You can do what you want to do, or you can give in to reason.

Constructors join reason and will.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

The Mercyless Breakdown of my Soul

It came long ago, I was aware it existed
I wasn't aware it was coming
Went down after party nights and joyous dreams
I had eaten too much that day so I couldn't sleep
And all those nightmares stole my dreams
They were far too terrible
Came to haunt me for the days I had forgotten them
How I damned them,
Then myself.

There was no pouring rain.
I went to the bathroom and sticked my fingers into my throat, but nothing came out
They were shouting "You will have to see it to its end"
And as I understood my fate I cried
My mother woke up and came to me and she could do nothing
And I held the tears and gulped down the words that were echoing in my head to say that I had a stomachache
She made me tea, and I drank it, and it was good,
But still the words assaulted my head
Still the images were plundering my sanity
I took all out, at once
My soul diminished in despair
I rose, stood up
And lived the days after
Raising my head when I could

It has been three years now
And I don't know when it's gonna end
It still assaults my dreams with suicidal thoughts
I fight and resist cause it's all I can do for the ones I love
But I'm getting weaker
Night after night I wonder if it isn't better to stick a knife on my chest
But I won't
I will breath deeply and look ahead
Though I see clouds and darkness on the horizon
I pray, I'm sorry God,
Sometimes I pray unfaithful
But there's nothing I can do
I'm hanging on, as I told I would

It has been three years now...
It's hard to believe it.

Monday, March 08, 2010

Somewhere Over the Rainbow

Podemos brigar por religião, porque existem milhões de religiões no mundo.
Podemos brigar por cor, porque existem várias cores no mundo.
Podemos brigar por dinheiro, porque existem diversas economias no mundo.
Podemos brigar por política, porque existem vários interesses diferentes no mundo.
Podemos brigar por raiva, porque existem muitas situações diferentes no mundo.
Podemos brigar por luxúria, porque somos seres falhos como todos os outros no mundo.
Podemos brigar por comida, embora haja tanta comida neste mundo...

Mas só existe um mundo.
E está na hora de brigar por ele.
Rápido.

Lutamos... por muitas coisas.
Lutamos pela paz no Iraque.
Por igualdade social.
Por melhor qualidade de vida.
Lutamos (ou fingimos lutar) pelo fim da fome
Pelo fim do sofrimento
Pelo fim da dor.

Mas ainda não entendo por que não lutamos pelos pássaros.
Não vejo por que não lutamos pelas plantas.
Pelas baleias e golfinhos.
Pela África e pela América, e pela Ásia e Europa, e Oceania, Antártida, Antártica,
Pelas praias, e pelos campos.

Já quase chegou a hora.
Será que estamos prontos?

Monday, March 01, 2010

Cosmo

Gosto de boa parte das pessoas que conheço. Não gosto da atitude de boa parte delas, mas as tolero porque sei que toleram as minhas.

A maioria das pessoas que conheci gostaria de ver novamente. Porém, não seria igual.

Mesmo assim, seria interessante. A maioria delas mudou, mas eu também mudei, creio. Sei que sou o mesmo em essência.

A essência de algumas delas mudou. Ou talvez tenham somente se revelado.

Meus amigos, o cosmo está chamando.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Behind the Tree Where Nothing Shines

Gleaming light behind the tree where nothing shines,
I thought I didn't mind, but I did,
She was there standing in the light,
Behind somewhere, could not believe.
Could not believe how she could shine
Could not believe that I believed
Could not believe, was melting down
Like something else that wasn't me

Still she was there, shining
Like something that she is
I was impressed, not flying
Like I never did

She asked me if I could tell her a story
I asked her if she could tell me hers
She blushed, then started
Some seventeen before.

There is a something I must tell
Yet I find there's nothing left to tell.

Second

She woke up on the world seventeen years ago, in a darkened night (though all nights are darkened these days). There was no moon they say, but it actually could not be seen. It was there.

She was there.

She woke up on the world seventeen years ago, in a place I could not reach. I was reading a book called “Avoiding Suicide” by Kurt Cobain and it was helping me not.

She had woken up already. Moonlit trees were shining on a brilliant night. She was blazing there behind. She was blazing.

Behind the tree where nothing shines.

Enola

Lonesome night
Grey crooked tree
Moonlit girl staring from behind
She's one with me

Closed eye,
Yet she's staring from behind

I'd rather be drunk maybe
Still a lonesome night it is
Yet this girl looked deeper into me
So I guess I'll hang onto this

Cause it's deeper within me
There is nothing I can do

[inspiration]

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Texto

A vida é como música
Você não deve escolher o que é simples ou o que é complicado
Você deve escolher o que sente que é certo
Mesmo que as vezes o certo seja o errado
Assim como uma nota dissonante pode ser a bela de uma música.
O que fazemos importa muito sim
Mas as vezes o que importa mesmo é o modo como fazemos
Como às vezes não importa a mensagem, mas o mensageiro
E se somos luz ou escuro, pode ser importante definir
Mas também aceitar que sempre seremos ambos
E que fazer o bem é importante
Mas que faremos o mal também, queiramos ou não
E que às vezes, essa sera nossa nota dissonante
Que não se encaixa em nossa vida, mas a deixa mais bonita
Mais perfeita, pois a perfeição é o encaixe das falhas
Seus overlaps e suas contradições
Podemos até escolher esquecê-las
Mas é como querer ver abelhas sem seu mel
Flores sem seu pólem
E a luz sem suas sombras
Escolhemos muitas coisas
Todas elas são nosso destino
Que talvez escrevemos, talvez não
Mas que com certeza o melhor jeito de escapar dele
É sermos nós mesmos, honestos
Mesmo sem saber quem somos

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Hope

And even when darkness falls
And light fades away
And all hope turns to dust
And fighting doesn't feel useful anymore

And praying seems losing
And laughing seems stupid
And friendship seems gone
And living seems to be nothing

Remove the veil of night
Turn on a candle light
Fill yourself with green
Give it another fight

And give your God your head
And laugh out for the best
And hold your hands once more
And struggle for life, yeah
Struggle for life

Thursday, January 07, 2010

200 DAYS

200 DAYS
200 NIGHTS
200 DAYS ARE FULL OF FIGHTS
200 DAYS
200 NIGHTS
200 DAYS SO FULL OF FIGHTS

200 days
200 nights
Filled all with greaf
Filled all with fights

Monday, January 04, 2010

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