domingo, 4 de janeiro de 2015

Moral Suicide

sábado, 16 de fevereiro de 2008


Leave me Alone

I talked to her on the telephone
She said to me ‘Man, leave me alone’
Well, she knows, life is a gas
Baby, baby, how it runs so fast

I asked her
if she’d want to have a cocktail
She said ‘No, man!’
‘If you touch me
I’m gonna pucha in jail’

I'm Also Lost

In that cold December night
She was on fire
eyed me like a child

She used to hang around with a drug dealer
shared the same bed with her hero killer

Asked me for direction
and I said ‘No’
I’m really done

Laugh at me
Try me
Aim me like a child

I saw her lips moving
didn’t hear what she was talking
I heard no sound of regret
No sounds of sorrow

Laugh at me
Try me
Aim me like a child

quarta-feira, 12 de setembro de 2007

Strictly Business

Living under a totalitarism of my thoughts
Living under a totalitarism of my thoughts

Gimme money I wanna have some fun
I’m gonna hang hang hang hang ‘round the streets
With a bottle of rum

The drops of rain wash my brain
It blows my mind and drives me insane

Living under a totalitarism of my thoughts
Living under a totalitarism of my thoughts

Gimme money I wanna have some fun
I've got fifteen men on the dead man’s chest
And a bottle of rum

The drops of rain wash my brain
It blows my mind and drives me insane


Elementar Collapse

Rest in peace a while
I’ll not forgive you
Naftaleene
Psicotherapy

Wide-awake again
Regard my friend
I need plastic surgeries

So give me nicotine
give me murder cenes
give me magazines
give me golden dreams

‘cause life seens to the news
as the last apearence of a hore
explains the essetial of god

Make me sin
Kiss my scary face
While they flog dead horses away

Wanderer

Don’t let me fool yourself
whatever I say
I won’t be there

Wandering off your mind
I’ll find my way out
I’ll never come back

Time is against the choice
to live on beyond
of not who I am

It ain’t no worth
to explain what I mean
They won’t understand

Hemoglobina 9

as horas passam
os homens passam
as tardes caem
enfim
acabou
o século vinte

se apenas conseguisse comunicar sentimentos sem a lógica dos sentidos como quem ressuscita da semente para dizer adeus e caminhar na tempestade tentativa de atrasar um minuto perdido sonhando com os mitos elementares que ocupam o imaginário das cidades delirantes de tragédias anunciadas e sangue de juventude esgotada sem o princípio de uma nova vida em pleno inverno de pequenos objetos que consomem todo o nosso afeto e distraem direções de olhares para dramas em lâmpadas de querosene comburentes de noites inteiras na sua chama amarela onde vejo minha alma extinta nos braços de um amor que olha para mim e ri como se soubesse que sou cruel e verdadeiro e sempre o mesmo para além do sol que chicoteia meu crânio nas marcas de unha do chão que ficou para trás porque sei que a imagem colossal do mundo povoado pelo homem se baseia em meu reflexo estampado na superfície do espelho apavorado pela existência que contempla a si mesma eternamente até mesmo quando olha outra pessoa e vê o próprio olho nas descobertas retidas pelas mágoas do olhar de quem não mais o ama

(declamado com vigor e demência)

para os olhos
movimentos circulares no sentido horário
para o pescoço
movimentos circulares descendentes
no sentido anti-horário

(urro primal)

ah

Magna Bestia

Magna Bestia Homo Est

Cotton Club

Maybe you’ll remain inside my brain
as the light of a dead star through the laws of midnight
as there’s a ghost inside a cold coffee
I will perhaps forget

I know how to give up instead of wait
but how to recognize a stone
from a god drowned
in a bottle of gasoline
who knows

Mine, you are mine
as this alcohol trust in life

My heart fades like a ghetto
after the rebel’s execution
and yet I wonder

domingo, 2 de setembro de 2007

Doll's Connection


Let me put
a flower in your ear
your brightening eyes
were once petrified
together
we are really here

You are alive
but dawn will kill us
and what we used to know
will become unreal
unbearable
inner voids of nothingness

Oh, mighty dreams

Junkie Girl


Sweetest in the world you’re a junkie girl
Show me what you’ve got in a doggy style

Wasted in the world you’re a dirty girl
Show me what you’ve got with a blowjob

You say you’re gonna be faithful to me
But you gonna fuck everyone you see
But you’re gonna let me down again

Many things you hope, many things you think
Many things you heard, many things you’ve seen

But you hardly know you’re my queen, baby
But you hardly know (ain’t gonna say it twice)

Show me what you’ve got and go fuck yourself

Lost Paradise Temple

You can try to find yourself away from me
By myself at least try to be glad
I’m no longer a coke dope maniac suicide
You’ve been now away for such a long time

And don’t matter how it feels like
And don’t matter how hard we try

Even if you understand I can’t explain
There’re so many things remaining untold
Past and future go through paths of you and I
You have been away for such a long time

And don’t matter how it feels like
And don’t matter how hard we try

We’re apart forever

The Owl

DEATH

Sway beside my rusty sword
Betray beliefs to find relief
The Knights are off to die alone in the woods
where hide the Falling Ghosts

HIGH PRIEST

Let the Owl release my will
Bleed my eyes to heal Thy wounds

WHITE GODDESS OF NIGHT

Thy blood is not enough for me
Thou owed Thy flesh to set me free

DAEMON

Just don’t betray Us

WOOD PRISTESS OF LONELINESS


Thou call my heart in a silent way

Audioblade

Come to my side
and then we’ll go faraway
from this human storm

We’ll see the world
as no one has seen before
everything is lost

So you are my queen
allow me to be your trump
them we will be free

We lost a lifetime doubting everything
now, girl, I want to believe



Toxic Glue

Maintenant il est trop tard, il est toutjour trop tard
le monde interieur est dans un coeur public
Écarte de ma connaissence la notre exception mutuelle
avec l’âme desert je peut hausser les épaules

La notre fin c’etait la fin de l’ideal de l’amour
Je suis ivre, et le tabac est comme dieu vers la perfection
L’amour est mort, tue par un regard
comme un dessin perdu par un trait fait sans hésitation

Qu’est ce que je peut fair, je ne sais pas quoi fair
Le jour seron lègers ; les nuit, blanches
En charge de mes vices, je reigne sur la innocence
Mais je ne suis pas capable de me detendre

Je ne comprend pas
mais il ne faut même ètre vivent pour comprendre
qu’on a perdu la tendresse de la notre jeunesse
en èchange de cette merde existenciel
que tue l’espoir avec le sang de l’oblivion

And now I linger on
alone like a motherless child
Your face is choking my mind
I feel like a toxic glue

I call everyone of my kind
to tear my unholy heroism
of being grazing for the best intentions
instead of giving up my will

CAVALARIA

The Hurricane

Here
comes
the hurricane
so please
join me
now
the hurricane
please

Brain Damage

My mood ain’t the same
and I know
Test myself in a blue painting

My tears are cold rain
and I dare to remain instead
I’m gonna let you down

I’ll jump from your height
‘cause I’m healed from my mind
I’ve got a damage brain

And now we’re done, baby

Again

Look there
Look again
Should we kill our son again?

Trust myself fearlessly
Lead me through your deepest flesh
Again

We’re but loosing strength
for growing old
underground
We’re not fighting back
the beauty claws

Try again

Rise as night from me
Fall in love with someone else
Again

Never look around before you go
don’t think twice
Leave behind the home where you belong
Try again

Die with me here now
Dare the end of everything

Again

Deary


Turn on
turn off all the lights
Tune in
lost among the clouds
Drop out
unleash yourself
from my sight

Get high
let it bring you down
Let go
you won’t free them all
Love and beauty
will be always
on your side

No regret
No regret for anything we did
One last time
I shall face my demons in their eyes

Mushrooms
unblinded our eyes
Visions
were decodefied
I wish I could
breathe your ashes in the sky

The Judgement

Help me light my cigarette
my strength for willing is gone

Face the limits between us
Unbreak my heart in bloom

If we are friends
why the thrill has gone away

we fall sleep
as we were awake in vain

Why do I love you
the same old way I always did
I can’t take no more

I’d like so much
to fight it back

Someday I will

Don’t wanna die

Mystic Purse

Shut the door
I’ll come back

Steal my blood
My cold blood

Stab my heart
Taste human flesh

Rape my soul
Make me feel again your dirt skin

Outside plenty gods redeem

Don’t you dare to love
Reach and Fall
from both sides of the ground

Long ago
the Queen chose the sea

Let go
Absolution is dammed, my love
remake your plans