PretendingYou, full and complete you, you have become my strength and my talisman for all times...
You, and again you, you let I wrecked just in you…
You, my madness is you, you tie me to your body and do not let me go...
You, inside me, between every atom, between every cell you live among...
I say all the time: fear not, there are songs that will never know who sings...
Those kisses never know who prints them on your lovely lips...
You nail down your dreamy eyes and tenderly ask me: Are you crying?
No, I answer. Dried my eyes are... to the bottom you can look into them.
If you get lost, breathe me and you will find you.
The truth is that I beg you to remember that this that born in my mouth, this awakening in my eyes, will sleep latency in your soul.
Undoubtedly you will become the most beautiful and sad fisherwoman of Stars.
I'm hiding my will to live, of my desire to live for you.
Maybe I can lose myself in the eyes of the person asking for a miracle, but it is certain that, I want to
Even after existenceI too had a love, it was big, perhaps as much as it is today my pain. I also felt the charm of a scented mouth.
I can’t see you sad, because it kills me ... the essence that was the light of my soul.
Your face full of sorrow ... my sweet love ... Today I missed that nothing that was between you and me, subtle and quiet.
It hurts so much those tears that you pour out... it fills my heart with anguish ... and trying to smile, even with closed eyes, I see you perfectly.
I suffer the unimaginable if you are sad ... and it just seems natural to have your lips against mine, against my face and throat.
I do not want that doubt makes you cry. The notes of the violins impose their pace, our pace, the rhythm of your heart.
We have sworn to love us until death, and if the dead love, after death we can love us even more.
Oh ... Women that walk in front of me and never dedicate their glances at me ... So close to my eyes, so far away from my life...
And she, the special one, always smiling, l
The Family Has Been InformedBullets that are too far away to hear back home
But words that will forever ring just as loud in my ears
Delivered from the lips of a uniformed man
The sympathetic sentence any mother fears to hear
I turn away as if ignoring his presence
Will make this unwanted reality go away
But he repeats that he is sorry for my loss
Those words are the last thing I remember of that day
I find myself looking out of the back yard window
On the swings in the garden I still see my boy play
I am bringing drinks out to him and his brothers
Under the sun, on the grass, on endless summer days
Those memories like photographs in frames on the wall
Now show my son with a wife and child of his own
A husband and father torn from their loving arms
In to the mass grave-in-waiting of a war zone
His old bedroom was already a shrine to him
Even before his blood soaked deep in to the desert sands
We waited for him to return from his first tour
Knowing the boy we’d said goodbye to would come home a man
Love in Her DreamsHe watched her while she slept, drinking in her qualities, like how her mouth was slightly open and she made little noises as she dreamed.
He marveled at the fact that even though she was peaceful in her sleep, the woman she actually was had an unbreakable will. She'd been through so much in her life, and he'd been there every step of the way holding her hand while she held his heart.
He told her he loved her every day without fail, but it was so much more than that. He craved her, thirsted for her. Sometimes his hand felt empty because her fingers weren't linked with his. He always kissed her like he meant it and held her close to his heart, hoping she would never leave him.
She stirred in her sleep and whispered his name from her dreams. He took her hand and settled beside her, closing his eyes and knowing that in a little while, he'd be dreaming of her, too.
Hospital HoursHospital Hours
Some of the beds were big enough for two
Some were merely stretches and you would have to
Sit beside me sometimes in a compelling silence
Only interrupted by the beeps of the IV.
You would hold my hand when the needle broke my skin
Shhh-ing me and bringing with your breath a calm.
I was so terrified of the tiny sharp poke
But you held me steady and I let the nurse strike.
We ordered hospital food served by waiters in a tie
Bringing our vittles under domes of perfect plastic
I had a brownie, you had the short cake
And sometimes the pizza, but mostly the salad.
The nurses knew us by name and made pleasant chit chat
While changing saline bags and pushing drugs into my tubes
You were concerned when the supposed panacea
Left me in the pain we tried so hard to stave away.
How many hours have you sat beside me?
Each minute more a testament to your love.
How many doctors did you berate on my behalf?
Trying only to give me the cure that I deserved.
I felt tremendously
Night thoughtsLying on the floor
Wrapped in darkness
Dreaming about life
About the past
About the future
Thinking about happiness
And about hate
All at once
In the black pit
That is my mind
OrchestraFour a.m is uneasy -
time purloined and left
hanging on the bed posts.
You said I crowd your sleep,
feet and hands slipping cotton,
pulling dreams in paper streams
like the nest of wasps
growing restless in the tree.
Your legs make room for me,
for the sound of weather
happening on the roof,
and warm the space above us,
setting fire to the drapes again.
Just let me feel your clavicle
press under my hips
where daylight squeezes in
and hinges us.
So we both can waken slowly,
you know, like kids in summer
who long for everything to never end
and the sky to be an orchestra
I Am My EnemyScream again.
I can't contain the pain.
I need the bite of blade,
need to see the blood.
Trapped inside my head,
screaming never stops.
I need to get away.
Can't escape myself.
I find me wherever I hide.
I can't keep it in.
I can't let it out.
Letting go doesn't grant release.
My monsters hold me down,
hold me back,
lock me away.
I can't come back.
Trembling with emotion,
I reach desperately.
Reach for the unknown.
Even the silent air can't quell my screaming.
Shatter all my shackles,
shatter all my chains.
Break the doors and walls apart.
I'll release my demons.
All I need to do is let everything out.
Every last vanished self,
all my shadows, fears, and my memories.
If I could break the restraints,
the social repercussions,
I'd scream out loud.
Shattering all the windows,
I'd break every single glass.
Desperate to find what I have lost,
I know I will never have it again.
I will never be free of what I have become.
Let me dieGo away
Leave me alone
And let me die
Of this world
I don't want to live
Because there's no light
At the end of this tunnel
So I'll just end my life
Don't try to stop me
And we'll meet again
On the other side
Outside this dark tunnel
ImmortalThe soul is strong.
The soul is always seeking.
It does not cower in spite of fear.
For that is but the emotional dissonance
Between the heart and the mind.
Where the mind is subjected to bend and break
Through any matter of malevolent or ill will,
Or where the heart is easily starved by negligence...
The soul never dies.
It is loved.
It is cherished.
It is a reminder of who we are.
Our souls are never to be forgotten.
For we are immortal.
BloodlustIn our private heaven
We satisfy our bloodlust
By breaking each other's skin
With a shinny blade
And tasting the crimson flow
The flow of life
A life of lust and love
The love we feel
For each other
A bloody and guilty love
Of voluntary wounds
And beautiful scars
Our reason to live
Our dirty secret
A secret we both carry
With great pleasure
The only way
We can feel happiness
¿Dónde están todos?
El humano hizo su trabajo
Matarse entre sí
Fría y cruelmente
Plantó una bala
En su vientre.
Caracas, Tokio, Madrid
Sídney, Londres y Bogotá
Son polvo en el viento
Acompañando el lamento
De razas enteras.
El martillo cayó
Erradicando el amor
Me oculté del genocidio
No quería ser un asesino
La violencia no soluciona
Al parar el crepitar
De los huesos
Salí de mi cueva.
Camino solitarios rumbos
Los únicos que conoceré
Porque más nada nacerá.
No más contacto humano
No más sol
No más amor
No más palabras
¿A quién se las daré?
Soy el último de todos
El más arrepentido.
No RemedyPopping pills
Won't make the
Wrists and arms
Won't make you
Getting in bed
Make you hollow.
Drinking your weight
Won't make you
Forget the pain.
Don't you think
For one second
Will be of any help.
...VerdadSueños y Verdad
Soñar junto a la eternidad,
dormir, dormir y poder sonreír.
Ahogándome en la nieve, el cometa explotó,
fuego, hielo, destellos y lluvia de sombras,
el azul parcial dio paso a la sangre y las risas,
nació en mí un océano de sirenas muertas.
Necesito escuchar las palabras,
el canto de paz, el canto de la verdad.
Verdes ojos, fijamente, me observó el lobo,
frío, viento, lágrimas y silencio,
desapareció en la oscuridad de la noche,
y entonces observé las estrellas durante eones.
-Solem Nocte Infinitus-