Showing posts with label lyrics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lyrics. Show all posts

06 October 2009

What Is Our Grand Finale

What is our grand finale?
Our death?

Is death nothing but a flesh devour?
Could be.

Could be something else,
Something or someone beyond this hour.

A soul breath?
Should be.

Is death letting your spirit free?
Is it our final destination,
Or is it just a passing phase,
Where instead of condemnation,
All of us just advance to the next chase?

In a world out of reach,
All you see is yours to bleach.

Give a hand to others,
Help them see what them really bothers.

Human body is a mortal thing,
But not everyone sees what’s really there within.

Many make it better for them and not for the world itself,
But there are many who have felt,
They are just a ring in the chain of mortal shelf,
And not the chain itself.

If one could see,
How distorted the image of the world is seen,
One would feel the chilling bleach,
That threatens to black and white all that has been,
So there be nothing for the next generations to teach.

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The Freezing Winter Breath (Changing Seasons)

The freezing winter breath,
Cools your hot summer sweat.

And instead of walking on a warm sandy cliff,
Your feet find only white snow underneath.

Weather lifting your bronze skin,
And now you have to hide it in clothes within.

Big and little search for shelter,
Where to hide until the spring melter.

Strong and weaker don’t fear each other,
As they know chill is what must them really bother.

Small ones running quick,
Hiding in a wooden brick.

Big ones striding slick,
In their warm leather thick.

Like the sound of a sad violin,
The world sleeps for a better time to spin.

In a moment time seems to have frozen,
Instead of moving, the land has stillness chosen.

But when the first golden sun ray reaches the snow,
It gratefully uncovers the ground and goes.

Transformed into a pure refreshing water,
It prepares the land for another summer.

It's like this,
Changing seasons,
Nature’s bliss.

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Sometimes I Look At People (You Animal, You Beast)

Sometimes i look at people,
And I don't see a single thing worth liking.

Wish I could escape this mindless gamble,
And flee to the wilds striding.

"You animal, you beast!"
I hear them say all the time.

"This house, this land,
The whole world is mine".

Beasts are proud beings,
In their ranks there are no such things.

Like the ones you see all day and night long,
In Detroit, Marseille, Glasgow, Jerusalem and Hong Kong.

No animal teases the weaker,
Or inflicts pain for fun.

And does anyone remember,
When the man versus man slaughter has begun?

Where it goes and where it ends,
In time only one thing is a sure bet.

Beasts world is never gonna be the same again,
With this mighty beast at hand, called man.

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One (Bleeding Heart)

Bleeding heart,
Feeling dark.

Laughing ego,
Losing memo.

Arrogant prank,
Giggling smart.

One face darkens,
While other laughs.

One eye rains internal pain,
While other external mocking.

One hand hangs in the air,
While other holds a laughing face.

One looks distorted by sorrow,
One engulfed by sparks of joke.

One falling to his knees,
One romping out of happiness.

One crushed to see his loved one mock him,
One amplified to see his loved one heart-crippled.

One’s eyes falling down,
Like a broken heart-shaped curtain.

One’s eyes roving up,
Freed of a monstrous burden.

One’s breath holding its last wish,
One’s breath carrying its plea for a new dish.

One yearning for a lightning,
To quickly strike him down.

One languishing,
For this moment to be one out of forever.

One’s trust and love betrayed,
One’s trust and love thee betrayer.

One’s heart and love ruined,
Like a catapult-razed castle wall.

One’s heart and hate resurrected,
Like from a phoenix’s ashes.

One’s dreams and will fading away,
One’s driving force renewed today.

One’s aim and mind gone astray,
One’s purpose resprayed on its way.

One falling deep into the ground,
One arising as a new dawn.

That’s just how this thing goes,
Triumph or become dust n’ bones.

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One Vision Out Of Suspicion (Bloodlust)

One vision out of suspicion,
One mission beyond completion.

Touching scars by teeth craven,
Facing pain long forgotten.

Drawing images from a secret passion,
Blood-painted in a dark mansion.

A twisted wicked smiling wide,
A lunatic grin screaming loud.

Bursting into the fire maw,
Reach and catch the fading myst-plagued dawn.

A fan of knives filled with rust,
Kiss this throat, just for lust.

Driven by vampire cold bloodlust,
Sucking blood is a lifesaving must.

A blood-red oyster cult,
What in the hell demon's name will result?

Cutting teeth,
Like a red razor-sharp edge past a white silken vest.

Running free, chasing frenzy,
Throats like a tattoo on a corsair's chest.

Ha, its like a mouse-catch game,
All my victims behave the same.

I start to feel their nails on my back,
Its their dying grasp.

Foolishly thinking they could release the shack,
Knowing not this drop of blood will be their last.

Their eyes scream:

“Why meee?”
“What the fuck!?”
“This cannot beee!”
“This isn’t happening!”
“Set me freee!”

Then I hold their head,
Stare at their terrified eyes and say:

“I'm the one you call bad, but hey,
Now you know what it feels like to be the prey”.

And all they say is “please, help me!”.
How smart.

What stupid things do these humans,
When they are on the brink of their peril,
All they can do is beg for mercy to the very same devil,
Who is ripping them apart.

But there are ones,
Strong and stalwart,

Who laugh in the face of Death,
And Death laughs them back.

And their biggest joy is when they know,
There’s no such thing as an end row.

And all they do is advance to the next level,
Where everyone they loved and lost will be present.

As of me,
I’m just part of the messenger fleet.

I just help them get where they will finally see,
What are they really meant to be.

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Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time,
In a land of fire and ice,
A chilling winter breeze,
Shivered from the mountain hills.

A distant cry,
Heard somewhere underneath the sand.
An epiphany of unseen wisdom,
Hovering above the land.

You try to catch the roaming voice,
Like this act is a freedom of choice.

Learning to be in a world of broken dreams,
Learning to live like it seems.

And then it comes,
A vision floating with the wind,
Like a flying memory, trapped within.

Simple truth it tries to say,
Wind of death foresees slow decay.

An eyeless sadness, bound to eternity,
A mindless piece of thought,
Brought from the corners of sanity.

Infanity,
Caught in the footsteps of vanity,
Silence,
Brought here by blatant violence.

Bound to my own denial,
Chained to my own distrust,
Wishing for that revival,
Of a death sparing lust.

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One Of Those Days

It's one of those days,
When the world is full of delays.

Trains, paychecks, rest, love,
All delayed and relayed to another day or one.

What you can do,
When the gigantic gray mantle of the world,
Falls over your shoulders?

It must have been you,
When in years back a happy kid thought,
Of life's troubles as if they were toy boulders.

Rolling on the streets, never on the sidewalk,
Like a tired sky-flying dragon-hawk,
The kid was sick of playing,
And all he did was close his eyes and start dreaming.

Of knights, dragons, space stations,
Bravery and courage, honor and valor.

But when the kid grew older,
He also got wiser,
And thought if there weren't child dreams,
Where would he hide from the cold-blooded social beams,
That the world projects over every human's face,
Binding him down to our home sweet lone society at stake.

But, hey, you, come on,
Don’t read this shit and tag along.
Remember it’s only Wednesday,
Like it was called in the Mickey Mouse Box Set,
“The anything-can-happen day”.

So follow up the river flows,
And see where this day goes.

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I Had A Girl In My World (Silence, Sadness, Loneliness)

I had a girl in my world,
And my heart is still with her.

But she is not with me anymore,
Seems like a dark void is to make our love undone.

She couldn't live where I would be,
I couldn't be where she should need.

Silence stilled the air,
Words and voice made us sit the angry chair.

Why we have to live somewhere,
Couldn't we live nowhere, anywhere?

Sadness engulfed like a burning flame,
Can this be love instead of a painful game?

Two hearts yearning for each other,
Two minds trying to take cover.

Two or one?
What happened, what shall be done?

Loneliness flying sky high towards distant lands,
Painful words piercing us like venomous darts.

Will this be the anguishing end?
Will there be nothing but mocking and urge to defend?

Curious situation,
Instead of playing the strings of salvation,

From this world of cold embrace,
We pulled the mimics of our own affiliation,

Running away alone instead of standing side by side,
Against whatever we could face in this vivid rotation.

"C'est la vie", they say,
But this will not make me find my way.

Loneliness is a freedom of choice,
Some choose it, instead of rejoice.

Can you blame them for this trust,
They pay to their love lust?

No one can say,
Why it happens this way.

All man can do,
Is say, "life goes on",
"I better hold my own",
"And let no one tear me down".

Will this happen to be,
No one can really see.
You just look in the air,
And choose whether to sit the lonely chair.

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I Am The Sun And The Air

I am the sun and the air,
Of nothing in particular.
I am the fun and the despair,
Of a chain so reticular.

I am the fire and the ice,
Of this god forsaken land.
I am the bad and the nice,
Of this craven world at hand.

I am the light and the shadow,
Of a life so interrupted.
I am the freedom and the gallows,
Of a society so corrupted.

I am the touch and the smack,
Of a hand in a velvet glove.
I am the front and the back,
Of a slow-spinning globe.

I am the key and the lock,
Of an iron-shaped shackles.
I am the salute and the mock,
Of a long enduring tackles.

I am the sorrow and the mirth,
Of a man so bold.
I am the purity and the filth,
Of a mind so cold.

I am the peace and the violence,
Of something so corporeal.
I am the voice and the silence,
Of anything not so ethereal.

I am the luck and the misfortune,
Of a shade so wretched.
I am the affliction and the absorption,
Of a great suffering so entrenched.

I am the mediocrity and the excellence,
Of a thought so cunning.
I am the passion and the indifference,
Of a desire so violently burning.

I am the stride and the prowl,
Of a great beast wandering.
I am the bite and the growl,
Of a creature so staggering.

I am the beginning and the halt,
Of something so excruciatingly stalled.
I am the last and the first,
Of a never-ending thirst.

Ending, never-ending,
Bending, descending.
I have many names,
All seen in the flames.

I am the one you see in the mirror,
What you see, may leave you in terror.
Call it fame, call it insane,
Is it just a game, is it all in vain?

Is it me, or is it you?
Am I here, or am I in you?
No one can tell you the answer,
Asking the question is all you can ponder.

As for now,
Take a deep bow,
Stand up and fly away,
Far and far, without dismay.

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For A Man To Be Free (Man-tarded)

For а man to be free,
Is to find where to live.

For the land to be free,
Is to live at peace with all who walk on her sleeves.

Strange how man cannot see,
How deeply scarred is the land beneath his feet.

He cannot see that by making more asphalt room,
He only rushes towards his own doom.

It's sad to see how man thrives for distant stars and planet rims,
Forgetting what the very same land once gave to him.

But there will come a day,
When the land will take what it gave.
And then the land will become the butcher,
And man will be the prey.

All the scars man made,
Shall be reflected back on his back.
All the trains of thought gone astray,
Will be pushed right on track.

It's sad to see how blind had become the man's mind,
Seeing only profit, career and belongings race.

And the land is slowly decaying,
Creatures and plants disperse beneath machines raging.

The land has caught lounge cancer,
From this tobacco called man.
Like a strong, armored lancer,
He’s drawing the breath out of the land,
As fast as he can.

When will come the final battle,
One critical strike,
And the mortal wound will occur.

Then history pages will be filled with mysty angels,
Running devils will roam all levels.

And should man forget where he started,
Land itself will name him man-tarded.

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Dark & White

When you can no longer feel the stalled shadow,
When there's no one to call you hollow,
When the clouds of hope cover your mind,
And when you’re unsightly becoming blind.

Hold on.

Enrage your sight and close your eyes,
Let not the light reach your soul cries.
Through the portal of the very same open minds,
It’s way better then watching how the night flies.

Night dies.

The burning flame of thee heart disappear,
The heavy sword makes its way to the field.
The lust is gone shining like a blue sapphire,
Crawling forth towards the sun like a blossoming zephyr.

Stride on.

Thou shall make your way to the furious mound,
Where wind-blown whispers is the only sound.
And stride out of darkness, towards the light,
Where all but madness is thought as might.

Ride on.

Shining light pales your skin,
Nature visions impale your blackened eyes.
A soundless shout trapped in a guile,
Telling not what dwells within outside.

Look at,

Eagles in the sky flying,
Searing gorge brimming,
Earth shattering timbals drumming,
Stormrage battle hymns rumbling.

Free from,

The vision of life seeking path to your black soul,
Trying hard to free you from shackles of old.
Come, get ready for the last stand,
The last push, dark versus lightness is at hand.

Stand on,

When you’re pinned to the wretched gallows,
Should you try to overcome the cutting rope?
Cause nobody knows what then follows,
Should you ignore the lingering hope?

Nope.

Your true nature will break,
And a new beginning it shall make.
Spirit and will shall bind,
And free your tortured mind.

Break from,

A psychic scream will blast out,
A lifeless, deathless shout.
Is this entrapment, is this freedom?
Mind can’t tell if this is valor or wisdom.

Put on,

Hold still of your hand,
Shivers of joy swing across the burned land,
Hoping to put an end to the cursed sight,
And draw the day out of the chilling night.

Draw on,

Dark and white shall come as one,
to restore balance for just once more.
Darkness yearning for a single ray of light,
To measure what’s really there within the white.

Walk free,

Out of darkness, into the light,
Behold the tale of the dark and white.
Out of lightness, into the dark,
Just a fracture of what dwells within inside.

You.

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Round And Round

Ask me if I like it cool,
Ask me if I want it too.
Tell me if you like it warm,
Tell me if I should ring the warn.

Round and round,
Spin the world around,
Up and down,
Blue and brown.

Maybe I say “yes”,
maybe I say “no”,
Maybe I say “stay”,
maybe I say “go”.

Round and round,
Spin the world around,
Up and down,
Blue and brown.

You don’t search for something,
You’ve already found.
And if you don’t wanna lose it,
Don’t turn the world around.

Round and round,
Spin the world around,
Up and down,
Blue and brown.

Maybe I say “yes”,
maybe I say “no”,
Maybe I say “stay”,
maybe I say “go”.

Round and round,
Spin the world around,
Up and down,
Blue and brown.

It goes like this,
Get ready for a kiss,
Take your sexy stance,
And score with the last chance.

Round and round,
Spin the world around,
Up and down,
Blue and brown.

Maybe I say “yes”,
maybe I say “no”,
Maybe I say “stay”,
maybe I say “go”.

Round and round,
Spin the world around,
Up and down,
Blue and brown.

And if you don’t want it,
Tell me I can’t have it.
Close your eyes in this dream,
And wake up with a stone cold self esteem.

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Walking Through The Light (I Can't Look At You When)

Walking through the light,
Searching for the night.
Dreaming all the night-mares,
Asking, does anyone care?

I see your fun fading,
Love no longer burning.
With a fire, full of desire,
As if my pain is all in vain.

Something happened inside you,
And you try to hide it behind you.
Maybe it's the best way for you,
But maybe it's not the best for us two.

Try calling out my name,
But you should know, this is not a game,
No, this is not a game, no, not a game, not a game.

I can't look at you when,
You're holding hands with someone else.
I can't be a happy man,
When you're acting blind when I'm around.

No, I can’t look at you,
You’re holding hands with someone else.
I’m not a happy man,
And you’re acting blind when I’m around.

You say I torture you,
You say I am killing you,
You say you can’t take it anymore.

But you don’t have the guts,
To look me in the eyes and say,
“That’s it, I’m done with it”.

All there is to decide,
You decide it only by your side.
I wouldn’t do it all the same,
I would try calling out your name.

Sometimes,
Like Israel Kamakawiwo`ole once sang:
“Somewhere,
Over the rainbow”,

And I continue with a heart-breaking bang:
"Love alone is not enough".

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Sometimes I Wanna Sleep At Night (Blown Kiss, Sleep Missed)

Sometimes I wanna sleep at night,
And have a little moment beside you,
Without you.

Some nights I wanna let your sleep be bright,
Without me to hold you,
Kiss you.

When I lay next to your side,
I can’t help seeing home,
With the corner of my eye.
A wave goodbye.

And when you roll in my arms, deep in your sleep,
I hope this beautiful vision my soul to keep.

From crazed spirits,
Drawn from some mad man's lyrics.

It's just like this,
Like going for a kiss,
But you inadvertently miss,
Preserving this awesome sleeping bliss.

Blown kiss, sleep missed.

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One Love Can Only Be Replaced By Another (Stare At The Sun)

One love can only be replaced by another,
A new feeling the space in the heart to cover.
I wonder whether it goes like this,
If a heart could find something new for the others miss.

Can a loss fade so easily,
Can a change of heart occur so gently?
How can a pain so vast,
Be extinguished so fast?

Can something as strong as a memory of a kiss,
Be silenced by another, different lips?
Can a bliss so yearned before,
Be forgotten with no pity or remorse?

No heart can get through it,
Painlessly.
Some hearts never get over it,
Completely.

They just stare at the sun,
And yearn for what has begun.
Long ago and long gone,
Just like a lyric that lost its tone.

Like a blowing fan without making wind,
Like a marvelous bird that lost a wing.

Like a soul that lost its will to live.
No more love to give?

No, there is still some under the sleeve,
But there's no one to receive.

Call it bleed,
Call it lover's creed.
You either live through it,
Or fall beneath.

And you just stare at the sun,
And yearn for what has begun.
Long ago and long gone,
Just like a lyric that lost its tone.

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Love Conqers All (I Just Want To Be With You)

Once they said love conquers all.
I hope this will be the case after all.

I can’t imagine life without you my love,
Like a park statue without its dove.

Say you want me,
Nothing else matters to me.

Like an ice block shattered with a single blow,
Now I’m ready to give you my all.
Should you receive it and reflect it anyhow,
This will be love conquering all.

Twisting my knees to the ground and my arms to heaven,
A heart to be found in my hand for you is given.

And the world just can't stop turning,
And my ice heart can’t stop yearning,
For your gentle loving, eyes burning.

I love you and if you love me too,
Give our love a chance to reach me and you.

Let us be one to be,
One that no one could really see.

I just want to be with you,
No matter what I have to do.

Let us two rise through the darkness zoo,
To a shiny daylight view.

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I Gave You My All (I Don’t Know When, I Don’t Know Where)

I gave you my all,
But perhaps it wasn’t quite enough after all.

Glimpse by glimpse, day by day,
I feel your love fading away.

Breath by breath, touch by touch,
The feeling changes less or much.

They say hope keeps the world from falling,
But you can always find someone to hand a little pushing.

Love and happiness gone astray,
Tomorrow, the day before and today.

All of them are one, filling the emptiness,
Silent, chilling, noiseless, flawless.

Still, hope is all I got,
I just hope hope's not up to let me rot.

And I don’t know when, I don’t know where,
I just hope I’ll see you some day standing there.

In front of me,
Smiling all the love there shall be.

And if it is not meant to be,
Find your freedom where your eyes can see.

I love you, my little burning fire,
Be happy, even without me and my scorching desire.

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