Monday, November 27, 2006
Sentenced - End of the Road
Here we are, now lay the burden down
We're coming to the end of our road
Sorrowful yet glorious somehow
To be humming this one last ode
So calm and still... it wasn't all that bad, or was it now?
Fulfilled... it doesn't only hurt to end it now
The funeral
The memories beneath the dust of years
They seem like those of someone deceased
There's no more to be done, or hoped or feared
Just waiting for the final release
So calm and thrilled... it wasn't all that bad, or was it now?
Still it doesn't only hurt end it now
Is life over, this life's over?
Or has it only just begun?
It grows colder, starts to moulder...
Coming apart yet still not done
Forever one
(Please) Calm my cries
Why is it that when everything is perfect nothing is perfect?
Porque é que quando tudo é perfeito nada é perfeito?
Why is it that when you most expect it you never get it?
Porque é que quando mais esperamos nunca o temos?
Why is it that we always aim to what is impossible?
Porque é que queremos sempre o impossivel?
Why do we always end up being hurt?
Porque é que acabamos sempre magoados?
Why do we never realize that we should not complain?
Porque é que não entendemos que não nos deveriamos queixar?
I could go on with this...
Poderia continuar...
Porque é que quando tudo é perfeito nada é perfeito?
Why is it that when you most expect it you never get it?
Porque é que quando mais esperamos nunca o temos?
Why is it that we always aim to what is impossible?
Porque é que queremos sempre o impossivel?
Why do we always end up being hurt?
Porque é que acabamos sempre magoados?
Why do we never realize that we should not complain?
Porque é que não entendemos que não nos deveriamos queixar?
I could go on with this...
Poderia continuar...
Friday, November 24, 2006
rΣmnanT δf lifΣ
I just want to kill this pain
Can't stop this madness
I fall prey for this feeling, ignore it in vain
For this is what brings my sadness
Usually at night is where it thrives
Making me mad, leaving me in despair
It whispers in my ear, it shrives
I try to ignore it, finding it hard to bear
It's no use trying to break free
I have created my own wall
Created from remnants of my debris
From which alongside I cannot stroll
I hope that this can stop
For I fear my head might pop
Friday, November 17, 2006
And with the last rays of the setting sun...
(whispers)
Enjoy the view while it lasts,
for you should, let it haunt you,
this moment...
Think about what you became
What about all of those surrounding you?
Don't you ever think about them?
Don't you ever think about what they think about you?
Enjoy the scenery...
Haven't you noticed that black spot?
Just over there...
Doesn't that remind you of something?
I bet you it does..
I find it ironic, the way you deal with your shit!
Try to be a man will you?
Life has given you much,
yet I thought you would be able to learn.
Last warning...
..........................................................
SHUT IT! GOD DAMN IT!
Friday, November 10, 2006
In remembrance of a near past
Now when I look back I see that change was not what I really wanted. That feeling without any name now gets me angry, sad, worried.. Still cannot tell how I felt when I first knew... Now days pass by and all seems so dampened. Why this... ?
There are still a lot of things that I cannot explain about me and my life.
My manner, my selfishness...
You will always be present.
Farewell, you will always be missed...
There are still a lot of things that I cannot explain about me and my life.
My manner, my selfishness...
You will always be present.
Farewell, you will always be missed...
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
In your eyes
As you see me across the room,
you notice that I'm nothing
but a blurry picture.
See... that aura that surrounds me?
Relax... There's nothing you can do.
There are certain things that I need to solve.
There are subjects in which you shouldn't meddle.
As you see me walk away,
you start to wonder:
"Why is he in such a mess?"
These days I'm nothing
but a blurry picture.
you notice that I'm nothing
but a blurry picture.
See... that aura that surrounds me?
Relax... There's nothing you can do.
There are certain things that I need to solve.
There are subjects in which you shouldn't meddle.
As you see me walk away,
you start to wonder:
"Why is he in such a mess?"
These days I'm nothing
but a blurry picture.
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