Soulmates never die
Real love is once in eternity. It defies time, death, dimensions ...
Everything else is an option.
Obsession, envy, jealousy, desperate parasitic need that grows no matter what, in dark.
Hate...
I know you are not my soulmate,
Because when I look at you face,
Your eyes...
I just see how many times I died.
And soulmates never die.
They never make each other
lesser,
smaller,
miniscule,
invisible,
ugly,
cold,
filthy,
random,
crazy,
dead...
So, you are not.
You,
are,
just,
... nothing.
You are an enemy.
...
You are an enemy.
...
You are an enemy.
...
You are an enemy.
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You are an enemy.
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You are an enemy.
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Soulmates never die.
But, neither the enemies...
Suspended
So, I'm that random person on a sidewalk.
Let go. Just let it go.
Everything inside is shredding apart.
Everything around me is cooling down.
It's not me who is pacing to that little death.
My whole being is just a still image,
a permanent suspended mode.
To move my blood you should,
first, break the void.
Everything you do
I observe with a still wax face
Of a motionless doll.
The cruelest creature who ever lived...
It's never enough
The disappointment is understandable, but
My rage is incomprehensible.
How many times alone
You killed me in your mind.
Your hate ate out my heart
Like a fire.
I substituted it with a rock,
Cold as Arctic.
I had that feeling, yes,
Similar to this,
The clothes filled with empty madness,
Walls one must pretend
Because for real, there is nothing behind them.
I had that feeling, yes,
Through your skin.
It is a commotion of touch, no sound, no pain, no sight.
Not here, not now.
You know it as good as me,
But still, I died how many times.
How many times, how many ways in your mind.
This is a trap and I am not that cruel, you don't deserve the truth.
It's never enough, the only thing to regret is a pity after,
And that strange tension.
Nothing is so diminishing,
to be condemned
By the innocence.
It is the pity after, what stays, and that light.
Reality-dream, dream-reality,
It doesn't matter.
It happened.
My rage is incomprehensible.
How many times alone
You killed me in your mind.
Your hate ate out my heart
Like a fire.
I substituted it with a rock,
Cold as Arctic.
I had that feeling, yes,
Similar to this,
The clothes filled with empty madness,
Walls one must pretend
Because for real, there is nothing behind them.
I had that feeling, yes,
Through your skin.
It is a commotion of touch, no sound, no pain, no sight.
Not here, not now.
You know it as good as me,
But still, I died how many times.
How many times, how many ways in your mind.
This is a trap and I am not that cruel, you don't deserve the truth.
It's never enough, the only thing to regret is a pity after,
And that strange tension.
Nothing is so diminishing,
to be condemned
By the innocence.
It is the pity after, what stays, and that light.
Reality-dream, dream-reality,
It doesn't matter.
It happened.
Twizzle and Rain
It's a heavy burden
to make a living as a shrink,
a kink to an every fool
whose life sums up movies and eating.
Trying to contemplate the sunset,
the reason to everything,
while listening constantly
some stupid kind a champ
whose soul revolves
around self-pity and grieving...
Have you ever heard a person's crying
for being in love with Nutella?
No?
Then you haven't seen it all.
No, you haven't at all.
Have you ever heard a person's trying
to marry a bobcat doll?
No?
Well, then you have seen nothing at all.
No, you have not!
'Sorry boss, it's a twizzle and rain,
again that crazy one who waltzed down the drain.'
'Secretary, please hold all the calls,
till he fizzles 7Up with a pack of
sewerage flavored all-weather balls.'
2 chairs 1 lake
2 chairs, one lake, animal-animal (!!)
your heart is not free,
and your mind - Aw, well -
she is here with me.
I always end up wielding your head
upside down,
I always end up on this peer
somehow...
Beast's a beast, no matter how you turn It,
lock It in a tower put It in a sty,
It's stripped of any purpose, a hilarious
joke paid by misery.
Do you hear that screaming laughter,
inside,
an overlapping song that falls within itself?
It's a sin to be that devious
without a proper sponsorship.
I want nothing, you'll take anything,
let's make a deal;
I be you and you be all me.
2 chairs, one lake, animal-animal (!!)
your heart is not free,
so swim up here grab a seat,
take a fish, do you wish
to live a life in a dream;
drink its blood, eat that flesh,
feel the sun, breathe the air.
I'll make your wish come true,
you'll never be alone
in your fantasy about
the ghosted line towards the Moon.
Don't mind the magnitude,
a sunset, and the rain,
still and quiet it's just that part of a bay,
a Winter brought into the existence
with a soul,
on another side of a spring,
there is nothing to worry or fear.
PICTURE
queen
Any dishcloth can be a queen,
it's the King who rocks the board.
But, the only thing I have to do
is better of all the things you own.
You can
switch the trades with the rooks,
carve the knights in ebony and gold,
send bishops into the religious zeal,
play pawns and upcart any of them,
but all those fools who adopt your rules
have nothing on me, I desire
no prestige, faith, treasure or passion.
From all the crimes you crowned me with
I only want one, to be a Pendragon.
So, Bitch, rock it for me.
Because I'm Golden
There is a half being, in my mind.
It feels so wrong, luckily nobody saw him
because I'm golden.
So should I decorate him,
should I cream it with the glitter?
It feels so bad to say, but he is just like you
- shallow and needy, just like you,
- vain and overbearing, just like you,
- selfish and complicated, just like you.
Everything, everything in this world that
hurt me, blamed me, left me
is 'just like you'. And you are golden.
Not an ideal picture to digress,
but he even has friends.
I keep them all, I grew them as pets,
creepy crawlers and fun flowers,
a menacing dread, little nervous insects
at the back of my head.
I am golden and you're my Golden
- rage - ice age - rage-
and it's this half-thing behind ( my eyes)
that wants your admiration but
the hotter it gets, the colder it ends.
You are my golden rage,
I grew it against my top predators,
the dinosaurs and even now (when I told you)
I still want you to treat me like a little prince,
but the hotter it gets, the colder it ends.
Feed the Dragon
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| burning tires, smoke where's no fire... |
Just sit here on my throne of petals and read
bleeding screams I wrote in her mind,
come on, shy and graceful moth
she is driving me off, this is an oil
summit sunset, a painting on a glass
drying up, draining down, down, down...
'What car I am driving, a steering sliding wrong way,
this girl must think I'm so nice and funny,
I want everything today, I don't even wear the makeup
- Montagne Rouge - but wait?!-
where I am, there is nothing in this town,
only the shadows, where are my children?'
It's not a scary kind, it's that ultra-fine dread
that leaves you without a sound or power to defend.
Feed the Dragon, feel the Anger!
You can't kill a god, it happened before.
Big black cold cloud and nothing on the impact
- you, a perfect Muppet - not believing it.
You're believing it!
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Everything that walks with your name,
they need so little, be aware,
when I dust the sand off their clothes and eyes
see the terror when a fairy-tale
substitutes with the madness, this is an oil
summit sunset, a painting on a glass
drying up, draining down, down, down...
I'm already in there, but don't show her my picture.
It's magic, it's a magical being!
And this is a pet cemetery, the hearth is falling,
cracking in the million fragments there and now,
don't forget to call just to be sure.
It's magic, it's a magical being!
It's not a scary kind, it's that ultra-fine dread
that leaves you without a sound or power to defend.
Feed the Dragon, feel the Anger!
You can't kill a god, it happened before.
Big black cold cloud and nothing on impact
- you, a perfect Muppet - not believing it.
You're believing it!
Recommendation, lyrics link to...
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Grinnell Peak in Glacier National Park Montana America
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Plana de magica
This is not a bliss. I can't call it a curse,
because I don't know what and where.
What have you done, you did wrong
- when broken a mirror took everything.
Find that mirror, before it forgets.
even if you do, it won't patch it back,
you can't return it inside
without a permission from another part.
I wish, I wish, make my wish true.
I'm so bored, alone and a fool.
It can't be true. It's a lie.
The mirrors don't talk. They don't blink...
Don't they...?
You never stopped to think,
when you pulled out a thought
from your own reflexion
- it really feels like a dream.
Doesn't it...?
Mirror mirror on the wall,
who is the fairest of them all...
because I don't know what and where.
What have you done, you did wrong
- when broken a mirror took everything.
Find that mirror, before it forgets.
even if you do, it won't patch it back,
you can't return it inside
without a permission from another part.
I wish, I wish, make my wish true.
I'm so bored, alone and a fool.
It can't be true. It's a lie.
The mirrors don't talk. They don't blink...
Don't they...?
You never stopped to think,
when you pulled out a thought
from your own reflexion
- it really feels like a dream.
Doesn't it...?
Mirror mirror on the wall,
who is the fairest of them all...
December, no gravity
Please don't call the Devil, the Devil's in me,
I'm his glittering Hell,
and he doesn't answer my calls, anymore.
Please don't call the God, I don't want to know,
I don't want to hear his voice,
his voice is all over me,
who you are, what I am.
Everything stopped; the air, the planet is slowing, the gravity...
Everything; time is dropping pace,
like the temperature, the curvature,
all the lakes are the perfect reflection of the terror.
The darkness pulls me up, the sky,
his voice is all over me,
burning the dust, the rust
- but there is no stopping, free will, no gravity....
December, I know, when it's over, I'll burn,
in its ice,
because I have no center, everything stops.
I'm the pearly angel, my wings shine high and wide
in an ocean of time,
shine like a pearly line of the burning jewels.
But, it cuts my chest cold,
from the inside out,
and there is a solar flare with my name,
and I am a diamond mountain on its way.
No gravity...
I'm his glittering Hell,
and he doesn't answer my calls, anymore.
Please don't call the God, I don't want to know,
I don't want to hear his voice,
his voice is all over me,
who you are, what I am.
Everything stopped; the air, the planet is slowing, the gravity...
Everything; time is dropping pace,
like the temperature, the curvature,
all the lakes are the perfect reflection of the terror.
The darkness pulls me up, the sky,
his voice is all over me,
burning the dust, the rust
- but there is no stopping, free will, no gravity....
December, I know, when it's over, I'll burn,
in its ice,
because I have no center, everything stops.
I'm the pearly angel, my wings shine high and wide
in an ocean of time,
shine like a pearly line of the burning jewels.
But, it cuts my chest cold,
from the inside out,
and there is a solar flare with my name,
and I am a diamond mountain on its way.
No gravity...
Bloody Sally
Treason is a murder that kills not a body
but a heart, and when your friend
pulls the trigger, there is no way back.
What you have done, for no reason,
all in my name, a blame,
you made a monster
without me knowing it.
But you have lied, nothing of that is real.
I am not coming for your love,
I never wanted it but it took your soul.
That's why you're haunted by me,
you will never let go.
You've lied. Destroyed
everything in madness, it was never me.
How could I be?
You have blackened it.
You wanted to kill it, all my
quantum realities, possibilities,
just to build your cripple little fantasy.
but a heart, and when your friend
pulls the trigger, there is no way back.
What you have done, for no reason,
all in my name, a blame,
you made a monster
without me knowing it.
But you have lied, nothing of that is real.
I am not coming for your love,
I never wanted it but it took your soul.
That's why you're haunted by me,
you will never let go.
You've lied. Destroyed
everything in madness, it was never me.
How could I be?
You have blackened it.
You wanted to kill it, all my
quantum realities, possibilities,
just to build your cripple little fantasy.
Regal Majestic
I can take the ugly truth in your press,
shut down like a car tire,
if you let go, I will take it on my shoulders like a bag
and drag it away.
Nobody will see it and I'll unify the truth to doom,
so nobody else ever can.
When a maniac punched my brains out
I've fought off the floor, put him in chair to win broken,
got into cab, drugged, found guts to come around
to the man who took it, to steal back my fate.
The tragedy went on while I crawled
under the shouts and strewn wons in quiet
gliding over razor broken glass at knees
covering my face in a mask while I ran.
With that face I could get only one job,
that semblance I had impressed even a lager waitress.
I walked out with the cash to pay the ceremony
in the church of nothing bribing a cloth of the shame.
I paid that unspoken trash with the money of the filth,
hanged the truth on a hook in a remote abattoir,
pulled water to wash blood of my face
and to silent the words that are meant only for you.
Nobody heard it and I unified the truth to doom
so nobody else ever can.
I took the ugly truth in your press
shut down like a car tire
I took it on my shoulders like a bag
and dragged it away.
Nobody saw it and I unified the truth to doom
so nobody else ever can.
I can take it,
and now nobody will ever can.
That man never found me, in despair his bride flew, away,
a waitress was a man and a maniac is still there,
here in my head, makes the planet stop.
Sky blue serenity, that turquoise peace
between two of his screams.
Violet magical abstract, regal,
majestic heavens that saves
my life from this madness.
I took the ugly truth in your press
shut down like a car tire
I took it on my shoulders like a bag
and dragged it away.
Nobody saw it and I unified the truth to doom
so nobody else ever can.
I can take it,
and now nobody will ever can.
Twist
It's so easy to be a monster,
they are all stupid,
just saying it isn't interesting enough,
so why do you twist under my tin table love?
Have you met a girl plucking flowers
on the meadow in the Woods.
Hey Mr Wolf, it's your little Riding Hood
she gives a stroke over teh bow for free, with her
full basket of the cakes and knives, daily
filling your moma's cupboard ( bitch!)
filling up the sugar and spice,
when you are not there,
when you don't watch.
Hey Mr Wolf, observe and learn your own act
don't let the monsters in playing,
tide is up and the Moon is out.
This disclosure is an art, love that imitates the life
rides my powers.
Don't talk to the strangers, they are all my friends.
They will have the cookies, they make you eat them, they kill you.
Do the twist Mr Wolf, do the twist, woof, woof...
I'm nothing and nobody, but I want a sack full of the power
and I don't give a damn.
Aim
buried deep under my fail.
I sunk only deeper and under my graves
I've found you caged in the ivories;
you've raised all my deaths again.
Out of the shape both humans and demons
all fear of the angels diving down in agony.
There's no point of living the life with no aim.
This shrine is not built for me,
let me out of your temple to fight.
Aim for the agony, break diving down,
the humans and demons will welcome you
in their transgressional embrace.
Armed and aim, dive down with your crown,
don't worry, safe meet the ground.
Your shrine is not men made
I saw, I found you caged in the ivories;
you have been there before everything,
so you know it's not even built for me,
let me out of your temple to fight.
Pay in Blood
Till I sleep on this grave
nobody will dance on it.
Some things money can't buy,
no fame, nor glory to bribe.
On this place I want silence
to drown in my rage and anger.
I paid in blood my misery,
people are things that can be sold
but a hearth even broken can't be bought.
Some pains are terror never forgotten
so I push guilt to marble until it breaks.
From my hands I am paying in blood and
while I live nobody's going to dance on it,
till I sleep on this grave
on this place I want silence.
nobody will dance on it.
Some things money can't buy,
no fame, nor glory to bribe.
On this place I want silence
to drown in my rage and anger.
I paid in blood my misery,
people are things that can be sold
but a hearth even broken can't be bought.
Some pains are terror never forgotten
so I push guilt to marble until it breaks.
From my hands I am paying in blood and
while I live nobody's going to dance on it,
till I sleep on this grave
on this place I want silence.
Hypnos
No sleep will close our mind because we’re the light,
No God of Dream can win the ultimate one, in me,
today, we’ll look at you done with my red empty eyes;
with other beasts you gonna save this earthly ash,
just to save your soul from the other deeds.
We’ll rather kill me dead than let you lift yourself;
I would rather die than help exalt your deamons,
justify so many deaths, no love for the innocence.
Hollow cry, for better life put the wings on the cross;
I’m his core, he won’t let the monsters on the river,
ears deaf for your prayers; I’m letting this house fall.
I look down at you trying to lock me in, in this grave of a body,
in this rotten box of hypnos,
for love, for life, for gold, for silver -
just imagine what I can…
rather pray to a wall because wall will stay standing,
no-no-no, he won’t let you win the will.
I will let go my life climbing staircase, this grave of a body,
this rotten box of hypnos,
for love, for life, for gold, for silver -
just imagine what I can…
no angel will stand up to fight against your fear or anger,
no-no-no, you can’t win the will.
Vigor
The true song brought me from the underworld,
yes I had to fall, this is all your magnitude,
please forgive me my appetites,
I don't know different, my ways are so rough.
The true song brought me from the underworld,
at the end it was all a color of your air,
please forgive me my confusion,
I don't know different, my hearth is still an inferno.
I have found your little music box
on the dump side, seared,
other demons cry out loud, for the dooms sake
leave it until it doesn't break.
It sounded so right, it sounded so nice
it prove me that after all I do have some hearth,
I had to fall, but calm, I am nothing but a vigor,
yet another demon who took a dive.
You know my score, I'll walk outta door.
I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go now.
I have left, I have screamed - I don't need you!!
I will talk and you'll cry - you can't help.
You know my score, I'll walk outta door.
One of us, one of us, one of us is fake.
yes I had to fall, this is all your magnitude,
please forgive me my appetites,
I don't know different, my ways are so rough.
The true song brought me from the underworld,
at the end it was all a color of your air,
please forgive me my confusion,
I don't know different, my hearth is still an inferno.
I have found your little music box
on the dump side, seared,
other demons cry out loud, for the dooms sake
leave it until it doesn't break.
It sounded so right, it sounded so nice
it prove me that after all I do have some hearth,
I had to fall, but calm, I am nothing but a vigor,
yet another demon who took a dive.
You know my score, I'll walk outta door.
I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go now.
I have left, I have screamed - I don't need you!!
I will talk and you'll cry - you can't help.
You know my score, I'll walk outta door.
One of us, one of us, one of us is fake.
Polar
I'm stuck in the ice,
a mechanical doll with no heart.
This is not a bubble fantasy to break,
to come into me,
a silent rhapsody of the still mind.
The only sound that fills my time is the clock I hear
when you put your hand on my polar grave.
The snow is as the dust on a globe,
filled your room with lots of toys,
reading books with the frost
hanged on like the love lies bleeding
through the windows into your rebellion.
This is not the courage, to rot until you die alone, to wish
upon a dread frozen beyond and wait until you are gone.
The only sound that fills my time is the clock I hear
and soon, very soon the clock will stop.
a mechanical doll with no heart.
This is not a bubble fantasy to break,
to come into me,
a silent rhapsody of the still mind.
The only sound that fills my time is the clock I hear
when you put your hand on my polar grave.
The snow is as the dust on a globe,
filled your room with lots of toys,
reading books with the frost
hanged on like the love lies bleeding
through the windows into your rebellion.
This is not the courage, to rot until you die alone, to wish
upon a dread frozen beyond and wait until you are gone.
The only sound that fills my time is the clock I hear
and soon, very soon the clock will stop.
Second Life
this is my only super power.
I am going to do my magic, multiply
and win over the tragic.
You are my second life,
my dream diary;
I am listing you with my fails
and with you they are winning.
...all these scribbles with no meaning..
Daughter
On the way up you are dressing one dead
lady making her decent for the grand end.
But when it's all over even the love fails - apart
she's cold, they are all gray.
All your friends skeletons
wanna do, do a dance on your grave.
All dressed up in the silk with the perfect skin,
sweet honey to hold all leveled up with your gold.
Slithering in despair you covered her in curtains
so nobody sees that it's just a matte varnish.
And even the jewels, the worth of her neck;
You've armed her beauty with your bullets.
On the way up there's no more time to run,
there's no more hits to spark,
she's cold and all your friends skeletons
hold her hand without the feelings or the pain.
hold her hand without the feelings or the pain.
In her pink ice they're leaving you no trace to seek
for her the regret, or even the hell.
for her the regret, or even the hell.
You're dying and it's barely the end;
She wanna do it, do all your dread.
Walmart Cherries
Lately, I'm trying really bad have you noticed,
so don't be mad because I work all day.
Cross my hearth, never do it again
I will stay home now and cook for you,
I'll love you like crazy and
You'll be my perfect little pet peeve.
This time, I promise,
you will be my gorgeous doll.
But disaster comes natural to me,
darling I know, I'm no afternoon in a park.
I can't make for that puppy love
and walk on the beach that you've asked for
and all the golden plating I have promised
- because a plane crashed into the Walmart
while I was shopping some cherries,
- while I was running my mouth
I forgot to mention some cardinal matters,
so sorry, see you on the other side.
so don't be mad because I work all day.
Cross my hearth, never do it again
I will stay home now and cook for you,
I'll love you like crazy and
You'll be my perfect little pet peeve.
This time, I promise,
you will be my gorgeous doll.
But disaster comes natural to me,
darling I know, I'm no afternoon in a park.
I can't make for that puppy love
and walk on the beach that you've asked for
and all the golden plating I have promised
- because a plane crashed into the Walmart
while I was shopping some cherries,
- while I was running my mouth
I forgot to mention some cardinal matters,
so sorry, see you on the other side.
Honey
You are so gifted, graduated to manage the life,
you have a big hearth and the secret power
to sanitize a lots of dirty stuff.
I numb in delight when you feed the others
but then, again, here comes the heartbreak.
I'm slowly evolving,dissolving that ulcer,
but my degree of the pain is so high,
maybe I should shot my hearth instead.
I'm a sparkling little cookie and unlike you
I have very long, long moments to kill.
Hold onto your dancing slippers!
- today I'm jumping out of the cake again,
Honey, this is your heartburn speaking
hey now sweety, I give no cuckoo fuck.
Can you let go this rain forecast for a day,
and stop giving a luck charm half price away.
Honey, Wanna swap? Body snatch?
Your stiff for this ultimate ride?
you have a big hearth and the secret power
to sanitize a lots of dirty stuff.
I numb in delight when you feed the others
but then, again, here comes the heartbreak.
I'm slowly evolving,dissolving that ulcer,
but my degree of the pain is so high,
maybe I should shot my hearth instead.
I'm a sparkling little cookie and unlike you
I have very long, long moments to kill.
Hold onto your dancing slippers!
- today I'm jumping out of the cake again,
Honey, this is your heartburn speaking
hey now sweety, I give no cuckoo fuck.
Can you let go this rain forecast for a day,
and stop giving a luck charm half price away.
Honey, Wanna swap? Body snatch?
Your stiff for this ultimate ride?
Sunflower
He's a King, You're a God!
He has the Earth,You have the Sky!
And everything in between is a Sunset
and the Summertime; and
after that end of a day,
a sunflower is taking showers in the rain.
And when the night falls,
the bats go out and owls grow very big
and very old and slow...
There is a Moon behind the clouds
to be watched with the big eyes.
And then the rain looks even bigger in the dark
and melted through with the charade of the moonlight,
everything is surreal on that golden field.
Standing tall under the nights' rain
the Sunflower is
taking showers in the darkness,
facing the Moon with the untamed smile
like if it's a summertime, in a bay.
He has the Earth,You have the Sky!
And everything in between is a Sunset
and the Summertime; and
after that end of a day,
a sunflower is taking showers in the rain.
And when the night falls,
the bats go out and owls grow very big
and very old and slow...
There is a Moon behind the clouds
to be watched with the big eyes.
And then the rain looks even bigger in the dark
and melted through with the charade of the moonlight,
everything is surreal on that golden field.
Standing tall under the nights' rain
the Sunflower is
taking showers in the darkness,
facing the Moon with the untamed smile
like if it's a summertime, in a bay.
Requiem for Amadeus
You are of The fragile existence,
One in the Peach Black;
there, the dreams come to fight
with the inner existence, out of the control
Rose in the chaotic manifestations of The Horrid.
Of Me!
I'm the Enemy, your light in the conspiracy,
with the Dark and your fear it.
I'm the pain, your flash, it's a cannibal.
I'm not with you, on the death bed, but with the intensity,
playing the violin of the Phoenix, on The Edge;
down is the grave, down I'm taking your bird of the Flame.
And the only thing that will stay is Me!
You composed the Dream by the oblivion,
I'm playing it, like an angel, you
tortured it and placed me in the half shadows,
you made me, unshaped and undone me,
because of your masterpiece;
you owe it more, and you know it,
Because of (it), my Life, is invisible.
One in the Peach Black;
there, the dreams come to fight
with the inner existence, out of the control
Rose in the chaotic manifestations of The Horrid.
Of Me!
I'm the Enemy, your light in the conspiracy,
with the Dark and your fear it.
I'm the pain, your flash, it's a cannibal.
I'm not with you, on the death bed, but with the intensity,
playing the violin of the Phoenix, on The Edge;
down is the grave, down I'm taking your bird of the Flame.
And the only thing that will stay is Me!
You composed the Dream by the oblivion,
I'm playing it, like an angel, you
tortured it and placed me in the half shadows,
you made me, unshaped and undone me,
because of your masterpiece;
you owe it more, and you know it,
Because of (it), my Life, is invisible.
Mantis ( Heaven Or Hell )
No heaven or hell but I simply am,
a cold stone safe from your acrylic well.
Who needs you the most
makes no prisoners, so take care.
I sleep like a mantis because I pray
to catch you in my dreams;
and I hold my head still to burn my brain
with a heavy crown of the stone silence.
No heaven or hell will go into that,
to vanish in you without the substance.
My escape starter's a rocket launcher,
play out my envy, show me a trick.
I sleep like a mantis because I pray
to touch you in my dreams;
and I hold my head because in there
I can keep you in an absolute darkness.
a cold stone safe from your acrylic well.
Who needs you the most
makes no prisoners, so take care.
I sleep like a mantis because I pray
to catch you in my dreams;
and I hold my head still to burn my brain
with a heavy crown of the stone silence.
No heaven or hell will go into that,
to vanish in you without the substance.
My escape starter's a rocket launcher,
play out my envy, show me a trick.
I sleep like a mantis because I pray
to touch you in my dreams;
and I hold my head because in there
I can keep you in an absolute darkness.
Sunshine
I have to say this much to you,
maybe it's empty
after I left our wagon dead on the road,
my reason is not a quite noble one,
it's more like an apple off a fortune tree.
We all have a hearty soul
that makes us fit one another,
you may fight it just to showcase
to be different,
but only the charm delivers nothing.
It's grand that your brittle star shines blue,
it's meant to last and go with the sunshine blast
and when that moment comes
I loved you enough to keep the glow going around
what once has been known as you.
maybe it's empty
after I left our wagon dead on the road,
my reason is not a quite noble one,
it's more like an apple off a fortune tree.
We all have a hearty soul
that makes us fit one another,
you may fight it just to showcase
to be different,
but only the charm delivers nothing.
It's grand that your brittle star shines blue,
it's meant to last and go with the sunshine blast
and when that moment comes
I loved you enough to keep the glow going around
what once has been known as you.
Stormy Clouds
I need to know
can you love me after all?
The answer is, probably no.
Yeah, I'm not your cherub,
You mistaken me for an angel.
You stand in a glow for the Christmas,
In a cold, to bare my winter,
Don't touch this mist, because
It means a good bye.
This is that part of our dark scripture,
The one who has the huge marvel wings,
And as we fly-fly, so high
Above those stormy epic clouds;
in the night only my eyes shine.
can you love me after all?
The answer is, probably no.
Yeah, I'm not your cherub,
You mistaken me for an angel.
You stand in a glow for the Christmas,
In a cold, to bare my winter,
Don't touch this mist, because
It means a good bye.
This is that part of our dark scripture,
The one who has the huge marvel wings,
And as we fly-fly, so high
Above those stormy epic clouds;
in the night only my eyes shine.
No Battlefield
You were never my battlefield,
I cover you with no fire.
I don't hold my ways for myself
and wait in rows
if the crowd is out there.
You were never my holly quest,
I slay no tigers for you.
I don't fight for no matter what
but if you want me
I will give you my best blow.
I cover you with no fire.
I don't hold my ways for myself
and wait in rows
if the crowd is out there.
You were never my holly quest,
I slay no tigers for you.
I don't fight for no matter what
but if you want me
I will give you my best blow.
Spheric Memories
Cold is a winter that brings you back,
I see our star, it's like a bird
that shares your soul with the light.
Pale and dull it will pass
that high bridge for the heavens,
and I wonder - how did you do it?
Protect my moon
that sheds the light on me,
I'm lost in a gliding boat,
a bad fortune
and the nets of the sea monsters
follow my bright blue star.
I see our star, it's like a bird
that shares your soul with the light.
Pale and dull it will pass
that high bridge for the heavens,
and I wonder - how did you do it?
Protect my moon
that sheds the light on me,
I'm lost in a gliding boat,
a bad fortune
and the nets of the sea monsters
follow my bright blue star.
My Lady
Honey, I'm home! I shout from the door. I would kick it, but I'm afraid, who I - who I - gonna find in our bed.
Terrible feeling typical for you, I'm a chapter in your movie, you star in it the zillion times, yes, m'lady you are a fright of the Friday night.
Terrible feelings typical for you, you're a filled blank in my life, you could sit right here and still, be the thousand milles away.
How should I fix my baby, there is no cure to repair a little tramp, hello my lovely indie, can you please just chose another groove.
I don't hear a blond in my head...
Terrible feeling typical for you, I'm a chapter in your movie, you star in it the zillion times, yes, m'lady you are a fright of the Friday night.
Terrible feelings typical for you, you're a filled blank in my life, you could sit right here and still, be the thousand milles away.
How should I fix my baby, there is no cure to repair a little tramp, hello my lovely indie, can you please just chose another groove.
I don't hear a blond in my head...
Witch
Baby, you are a real bitch;
you hit her in a face
and left her with the fake hope
for the true love.
You hit the right spot.
Baby, you are a real bitch;
you took the control right on
and left her with the broken hearth
like a pawn.
You hit the right spot.
But did you kick the bell to keep me away?
Baby, you're a real bitch
but nothing much for the witch from the hell.
you hit her in a face
and left her with the fake hope
for the true love.
You hit the right spot.
Baby, you are a real bitch;
you took the control right on
and left her with the broken hearth
like a pawn.
You hit the right spot.
But did you kick the bell to keep me away?
Baby, you're a real bitch
but nothing much for the witch from the hell.
Between
I stated a broken promise
like if it's not a lie,
it was always between us, it will
burn only you.
Why do you think that you need this?
Another day, small life
- it's your problem, you need so much.
I stated a broken hope
like if it's a Victory,
you can think that you know me,
and that thing will burn me,
it burns me too.
Why do you think that you need this?
Another tie, big deals, none doings
- it's your problem, give so little to us.
like if it's not a lie,
it was always between us, it will
burn only you.
Why do you think that you need this?
Another day, small life
- it's your problem, you need so much.
I stated a broken hope
like if it's a Victory,
you can think that you know me,
and that thing will burn me,
it burns me too.
Why do you think that you need this?
Another tie, big deals, none doings
- it's your problem, give so little to us.
Smacked
I can't control you when I am down,
I'm going to break everything
to the nothing
and just going to lose you.
I can't control you in my own way.
I'll stay alone inside
and you will hide your tears and cry.
I can't see your face
when I stare at your back
and while I'm filling you with the things.
When I set to rest, finally,
you never do, you never do...
I'm going to break everything
to the nothing
and just going to lose you.
I can't control you in my own way.
I'll stay alone inside
and you will hide your tears and cry.
I can't see your face
when I stare at your back
and while I'm filling you with the things.
When I set to rest, finally,
you never do, you never do...
Shelter for Yesterday
I avenged a broken hearth, beat
and won all the enemies,
the ugly little dwarves.
I don't need to fear, to shame,
to be broken ever again.
I just have to set up me.
Now, I need a shelter for the yesterday.
Now,
I need a shoulder to cry
but there is no time machine
and flames never cry.
Now, I can live my life
happily.
Now, I can hurt in the silence
for my victories
but there is no time machine
to bring me back to you.
and won all the enemies,
the ugly little dwarves.
I don't need to fear, to shame,
to be broken ever again.
I just have to set up me.
Now, I need a shelter for the yesterday.
Now,
I need a shoulder to cry
but there is no time machine
and flames never cry.
Now, I can live my life
happily.
Now, I can hurt in the silence
for my victories
but there is no time machine
to bring me back to you.
Far away
Tell me that it was you holding the fire,
tell me it was you smiling from the crowd.
I tried to find you to guide me,
even in my sleep, I was
beyond the real, I was you.
With a part in a dream - I find a way
to apart from this, from now,
I slow down to that far away with you.
Tell me it was you...
tell me it was you smiling from the crowd.
I tried to find you to guide me,
even in my sleep, I was
beyond the real, I was you.
With a part in a dream - I find a way
to apart from this, from now,
I slow down to that far away with you.
Tell me it was you...
Get up
It's a turn down,
get up, or go downtown,
it's so easy to put your hopes down.
I would forget all our dates
and hopefully insult everything
what gave you the butterflies.
It's a turn down,
get up, or go downtown,
it's so easy to be high with you around.
get up, or go downtown,
it's so easy to put your hopes down.
I would forget all our dates
and hopefully insult everything
what gave you the butterflies.
It's a turn down,
get up, or go downtown,
it's so easy to be high with you around.
Outdone
It's over now,
you may chill in a box,
chill out and go with the flow,
who knows, who knows.
It's over now,
drop the line,
chill in a box,
lick it what seems so real,
who knows, who knows.
Are you real, are you a fake?
Who knows, who knows.
Just go down and chill in a box,
all hypnotised and outdone.
you may chill in a box,
chill out and go with the flow,
who knows, who knows.
It's over now,
drop the line,
chill in a box,
lick it what seems so real,
who knows, who knows.
Are you real, are you a fake?
Who knows, who knows.
Just go down and chill in a box,
all hypnotised and outdone.
Theories
The sick changes begin
when you get up for the work,
you get paid to be a vampire
and to drive Batman's car.
In a theory, this should work,
In theory...
The sick changes begin
with the dumb chicks up your ass,
how should I buy your thing
if you are always out of the time?
The bitter rich friends turn me
on the right side to hate my life,
those guys who lost for an excuse,
they hate that prick who cut the odds.
when you get up for the work,
you get paid to be a vampire
and to drive Batman's car.
In a theory, this should work,
In theory...
The sick changes begin
with the dumb chicks up your ass,
how should I buy your thing
if you are always out of the time?
The bitter rich friends turn me
on the right side to hate my life,
those guys who lost for an excuse,
they hate that prick who cut the odds.
Ignore the chances
I don't want to say goodbye
to the things that were yesterday,
it was the best time ever for me;
but if it has to be - let it be.
I will ignore the chances.
My dreams are the food for
all the wrong situations,
you can hide to the safe places
and count the gold;
if it has to be - let it be.
I'll ignore the chances.
The truth is hard to accept,
believe it or not,
my life is a comic game
if you like it - or not.
I'll ignore the chances.
to the things that were yesterday,
it was the best time ever for me;
but if it has to be - let it be.
I will ignore the chances.
My dreams are the food for
all the wrong situations,
you can hide to the safe places
and count the gold;
if it has to be - let it be.
I'll ignore the chances.
The truth is hard to accept,
believe it or not,
my life is a comic game
if you like it - or not.
I'll ignore the chances.
Star Sky
Miles away, you are on your way,
listening almost nothing,
and random songs,
dialing numbers, hits when scores,
and counting children
down the road.
Drops cried over the sky
and you think that snow should fall,
but it never does.
Down the earth is warm
and safe,
and the ice runs away
over the rainbows.
At my place - the rainbows
jump with the wind...
listening almost nothing,
and random songs,
dialing numbers, hits when scores,
and counting children
down the road.
Drops cried over the sky
and you think that snow should fall,
but it never does.
Down the earth is warm
and safe,
and the ice runs away
over the rainbows.
At my place - the rainbows
jump with the wind...
Personal celebration
A celebration passed away;
it was a nice dinner,
it was our first New Year,
above the River all the shine and
all the fireworks
- and where were you?
The rain took away the stars
and a wind blew away the music,
this boat shipped down
with the silence,
into the darkness
- and where were you?
Now, I'm in the charge
of my brand new lifestyle,
I'm tossing pancakes
and minding my own business,
alone
- and where are you?
it was a nice dinner,
it was our first New Year,
above the River all the shine and
all the fireworks
- and where were you?
The rain took away the stars
and a wind blew away the music,
this boat shipped down
with the silence,
into the darkness
- and where were you?
Now, I'm in the charge
of my brand new lifestyle,
I'm tossing pancakes
and minding my own business,
alone
- and where are you?
Fingertips
I have a gun in my hand,
this morning I have no smile,
this sadness of my rage
on my fingertips ready to destroy.
I'm losing all my battles,
I'm failing in all the wars,
without a word to share,
without anyone to ask for a help,
and the time is now...
I have the fire at my mind,
this morning I'm leaving my home blind,
on my fingertips I'm tossing this table
that life has served me to enjoy.
this morning I have no smile,
this sadness of my rage
on my fingertips ready to destroy.
I'm losing all my battles,
I'm failing in all the wars,
without a word to share,
without anyone to ask for a help,
and the time is now...
I have the fire at my mind,
this morning I'm leaving my home blind,
on my fingertips I'm tossing this table
that life has served me to enjoy.
Revenge
My pride is useless to you,
say it's untamed and I have
to learn hard way
because I have a rough face
and hands to swim above garbage.
It's a revenge of your eyes
to hate me from the depth
of your bones.
I can't tell you how much
I think that I can be more,
so much more.
I know that my voice is laud
and you could shut it
if you want to, my faith is
little broken because I'm
an accident of life on my own.
say it's untamed and I have
to learn hard way
because I have a rough face
and hands to swim above garbage.
It's a revenge of your eyes
to hate me from the depth
of your bones.
I can't tell you how much
I think that I can be more,
so much more.
I know that my voice is laud
and you could shut it
if you want to, my faith is
little broken because I'm
an accident of life on my own.
Black Bacarra
With the intro and a farewell in the same day,
You've picked out to get that magical rose
To feed an undying hope that you transpire.
A rare, dusky love, nothing alike a desire.
I wish I had a slower image
Of a schoolgirl you've been on a doorstep,
You were about to star her night,
That velvety black bacarra.
A lightly old fashion in the style,
A blunt boat out of the movement,
At the blank site you knew, it was just
A back road near by, a sideway to your train.
The things that stayed after you've stopped talking.
A deep burgundy step in, as the knitted sheets
To wrap her curves around your feet,
And the vivid plates of a table wood
That you brought home to warm your fire.
You've picked out to get that magical rose
To feed an undying hope that you transpire.
A rare, dusky love, nothing alike a desire.
I wish I had a slower image
Of a schoolgirl you've been on a doorstep,
You were about to star her night,
That velvety black bacarra.
A lightly old fashion in the style,
A blunt boat out of the movement,
At the blank site you knew, it was just
A back road near by, a sideway to your train.
The things that stayed after you've stopped talking.
A deep burgundy step in, as the knitted sheets
To wrap her curves around your feet,
And the vivid plates of a table wood
That you brought home to warm your fire.
Port Fairy
I got to be a port fairy
With the query and a red Barun.
Like a lever quill armed with my flying dust
I landed into some yore; swear that I've said
Senor, this gotta be a good thing now!
Closed my eyes, aw my, have I been
Three sheets to the wind!
Thinking of none, rewind the tape.
Closed my eyes, aw my, it's been a long time
That I was half seas over!
Calling your name, I shouldn't do that!
I got to be a port fairy
With the query and a magic bitter.
I saw it was big for the dark blooms of the night,
To you a little fun; for me it was a line
Of a flavoured shots for the stranger.
With the query and a red Barun.
Like a lever quill armed with my flying dust
I landed into some yore; swear that I've said
Senor, this gotta be a good thing now!
Closed my eyes, aw my, have I been
Three sheets to the wind!
Thinking of none, rewind the tape.
Closed my eyes, aw my, it's been a long time
That I was half seas over!
Calling your name, I shouldn't do that!
I got to be a port fairy
With the query and a magic bitter.
I saw it was big for the dark blooms of the night,
To you a little fun; for me it was a line
Of a flavoured shots for the stranger.
Breaking Your Windows
Hello, my sorrow,
Would you greet me with the new trouble?
Hey, my companion,
Would you open my broken soul?
This rain should never stop,
Let it fall till the last drop.
This dawn that is waking me cold
Should never break anything yet,
But your windows.
In my dreams
When we walk around each other
The nights are too long.
When you're coming in there I wait
Until my days walk away on me
And I'm running away from you...
Would you greet me with the new trouble?
Hey, my companion,
Would you open my broken soul?
This rain should never stop,
Let it fall till the last drop.
This dawn that is waking me cold
Should never break anything yet,
But your windows.
In my dreams
When we walk around each other
The nights are too long.
When you're coming in there I wait
Until my days walk away on me
And I'm running away from you...
You Miss Me Too
I know that you miss me,
Because you are thinking about my birthday,
And you sleep with my love letters.
• I know that you miss me too,
Because you wear my fake pearls like diamonds,
And mix onions with your fingers.
I scream that it's unfair,
And then I write poetry out in the storm,
Until bolt hits me...
• I love all your double deals,
When you march in at the midnight
Like Cinderella. With the cream!
The way you eat and poke your ears,
Drink coffee in the impossible time,
and run around like on the batteries.
•And you're so clumsy, it's an art,
you torched a room with a vacuum cleaner.
Great job! Your secret super power?
I love how you put your colors together
And wear sunglasses while it's cloudy.
Look the Sun! With the nuts!
• I love how you eyeball like a carousel,
And fail so badly in every single gig.
Work's cool! Getting fired's better, Yeah!
CH/
• I forgot when I'm away of this place that
You wait me to call, Your Majesty,
And I have tub to clean,
Never really learned how to check out with the style.
I suspected, that you filled your bed
With the mountain of the stuffed kittens,
My Angel, it's all my fault, and I'm sorry
- for all the blue Mexican cookies.
• I love your funny superstitions,
I miss that foreign accent to wake me up,
and paranoic explosions that will cost me a life.
I know you think that you're fat and ugly
And planning all those diets,
But, baby, I cook all your favorite meals
And I don't care if you reach 300 pounds.
CH/ +
• Baby, on a dance floor you're the winner.
I'm so proud because you're never enough.
You turn and slide all the night,
And make me so glad that I'm with you.
You're my rocket to the Moon.
So! Go, baby go, be my disco ball!
Baby, I cook all your favorite meals,
And sing down the sink in my heals.
I'm a jukebox, put a penny for a song,
Let me put a quarter for the eternity.
You're my Lamborghini.
Go, baby go, be my disco ball!
Because you are thinking about my birthday,
And you sleep with my love letters.
• I know that you miss me too,
Because you wear my fake pearls like diamonds,
And mix onions with your fingers.
I scream that it's unfair,
And then I write poetry out in the storm,
Until bolt hits me...
• I love all your double deals,
When you march in at the midnight
Like Cinderella. With the cream!
The way you eat and poke your ears,
Drink coffee in the impossible time,
and run around like on the batteries.
•And you're so clumsy, it's an art,
you torched a room with a vacuum cleaner.
Great job! Your secret super power?
I love how you put your colors together
And wear sunglasses while it's cloudy.
Look the Sun! With the nuts!
• I love how you eyeball like a carousel,
And fail so badly in every single gig.
Work's cool! Getting fired's better, Yeah!
CH/
• I forgot when I'm away of this place that
You wait me to call, Your Majesty,
And I have tub to clean,
Never really learned how to check out with the style.
I suspected, that you filled your bed
With the mountain of the stuffed kittens,
My Angel, it's all my fault, and I'm sorry
- for all the blue Mexican cookies.
• I love your funny superstitions,
I miss that foreign accent to wake me up,
and paranoic explosions that will cost me a life.
I know you think that you're fat and ugly
And planning all those diets,
But, baby, I cook all your favorite meals
And I don't care if you reach 300 pounds.
CH/ +
• Baby, on a dance floor you're the winner.
I'm so proud because you're never enough.
You turn and slide all the night,
And make me so glad that I'm with you.
You're my rocket to the Moon.
So! Go, baby go, be my disco ball!
Baby, I cook all your favorite meals,
And sing down the sink in my heals.
I'm a jukebox, put a penny for a song,
Let me put a quarter for the eternity.
You're my Lamborghini.
Go, baby go, be my disco ball!
I Gotta Go
I will be gone.
I'm leaving before
I stuck here with you,
Preparing my fava sentence,
Call me baby-you were all, all,
Everything to me.
You are fantastical, incredible, the best,
You are the picture of my dreams,
but I am---- ima-ima-ima...
I am, ima-ima-ima-a broken record,
I am, ima-ima-ima-a rotten flower.
I gotta go, I gotta go
Before I stuck here with you.
She Walks With The Dead
Its nobody there, you're talking to a dead,
that's why, why she walks your dreams.
There with them, in a nightmare walk,
the old times wait to swallow you.
No-no, it's nobody there.
You think all day about her,
At your post, but you should know,
She was rising the heads for a reason,
It's nobody there, you are talking to a dead.
She's not coming back,
Now and forever walks with the dead,
You wished so bad, imagined all in your head
but she is gone and you should let her away.
No-no, it's nobody there.
