viernes, 19 de marzo de 2010

Victory, Defeat and Pain

Who's your next victim? I'm just waiting to see how you'll kill it
Because you don't know to play another game
Because the only kiss you know to give is the kiss of death

Who is the next victim? Who is next discovering the hell you can raise?
She will look you straight in the eyes and you’ll fall
She will give you her lust but you’ll give her your last breath

Our lust will seal our last thought, a living dead in her planet we’ll become
A devil inside her soul will mesmerize your eyes
You won’t win the game, you’ll lose. Everything has been set

Behind that face that fakes innocence a kingdom of sins dance and fly
She is a drug, a tornado of souls, an ash in the fall
She is your desire but is also the one who will play with your blood

Behind that kiss there’s a gallon of venom destroying slowly your veins
She is the victory, the defeat and the pain
Once you're there you won’t escape and you’ll die in your mental flood

Our lust will seal our last thought, a living dead in her planet we’ll become
A devil inside her soul will mesmerize your eyes
You won’t win the game, you’ll lose. Everything has been set

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lunes, 15 de marzo de 2010

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Cayendo en inevitable caos
Cayendo en inevitable incertidumbre
Cayendo en inevitable existencialismo
Cayendo en inevitable pesimismo
Cayendo en inevitable amargura
Cayendo en inevitable escepticismo
Cayendo en la inevitable realidad

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martes, 9 de marzo de 2010

Lo hize y lo haria otra vez

Después de: llevar frio, calor, pasar hambre, dormir en la calle, hacer amigos, tomar guaro, oler drogas, crucificar muñecos de nieve, leer bajo la sombra del estadio, ser cagado por palomas, despertar con un sabor a mierda en la boca, quemar muñecos de nieve, hacer una procesion de gritos a la 1 am, estar en situaciones extrañas patrozinadas por el alochol, correr, buscar cartones, ser requisado por los pacos y perros antidrogas, dormir intranquilo por el pinta caritas nocturno, decir "SI BEBÉ", ir a buscar comida a donde el chino o cualquier cosa q el bolsillo pudiera apenas costear, cagarse en flory, joder a "mantequilla", joder a la cuadrilla, oir metal a todo volumen, hacer headbanging, ser cagado, ser jodido por la prensa y la televisión, admirar a los q estuvieron mucho más tiempo, llevar lluvias, preocupaciones, ilusiones, sustos, alegrías, ver gente medio rara, dar "toures" y otros durante 8 días para ver a uno de las legendas: METALLICA...digo con orgullo y sin miedo...LO HIZE Y LO HARIA OTRA VEZ!!!!!!

jueves, 18 de febrero de 2010

No es culpa de nadie

No es culpa de nadie, como culparse de estar atrapado en una via sin sentido disfrutando casi sadisticamente de la tortura mental. No es culpa de nadie, como culparse de quere pintar de rojo y negro las paredes una vez mas. No es culpa de nadie, como culparse de querer escupirse en la propia cara para liberar al demonio interno. No es culpa de nadie, como culparse de sentir un despliegue de adreanalina al oir una cancion y querer golpear algo sin ninguna verdadera razon.

"I'm on my way, Can't settle down, Stuck in ways of sadistic joy, and my talent only goes as far to annoy" - The Hives - Main Offender

lunes, 8 de febrero de 2010

...Solo...me doy cuenta

Busco en archivos perdidos de la computadora...oraganizo un poco el desastre y encuentro la fuente donde toooooodas las letras q he escrito han ido a parar...desde aquellas en mi idioma, hasta aquellas en lengua anglosajona...(las q me heche en ingles...q son la mayoria) y las leo todas, lentamente, una a una, me fijo en la esencia de cada una y llego a una conclusion que almenos aplico para mí y les digo:

Talvez un amor correspondido te de la inspiración para hacer 1 hermosa cancion de amor, pero el amor no correspondido te dara la inspiración para 1000 canciones de amor, ira, existencialismo, felicidad, infelicidad, amargura, locura, irreverencia, libertad, sueños y frustración y su esencia siempre es sincera, no mienten, fueron hechas con una parte del ser de su escritor, por que busco desahogar su alma en ellas, por que busco lograr un poco de paz mental dejando su insanidad en tinta.

domingo, 7 de febrero de 2010

Una canción

Bueno...estaba aburrido...asi q me puse a escribir una letrica...mmm...no se como decir de que trata...asi q cada uno interpretela como kiera...no se... me parece divertida : D

Well I guess this is the price that some of us have to pay
Well I guess that is not really my fault I can’t control myself
Well I guess I want more poison that I fuckin’ deserve
And I can keep guessing all fuckin’ night, but it takes me nowhere

And what happens in sinner’s land stays in sinner’s land
Trapped in an Alcoholic and semi suicidal everlasting life
Don’t take my hand please because I’m afraid of never coming back
And if the sun is black, let’s dance and dance until we can’t

Well I guess that this girl knows that she can kill whoever she wants
Well I guess she knows she got deadly weapons in her hands
Well I guess that beautiful insanity is for what we live and die
Well I guess this uncomfortable silence is gonna kill me pretty fast

And I am not me, NO, NO not anymore; I am just a mistake in this land
And I’m gonna show you I’m not good at all, and this is what we want
I’m not changing; I’m just learning new tricks to enjoy more this life
And I bleed and I bleed my arms, but I always look at the funny side

Well I guess I have to swallow all I want to say to you
Well I guess I have to carry on with these strange ups and downs
Well I guess that we know I wish this is not fuckin over yet
Well I guess I have to thank life for the people with a pretty open mind

And I have discovered that this is some kind of beautiful curse
That you’re creating slaves and you slay them in strange ways
And all this lust flying around and around, just around
Just flying, so free, the temptation so close, that you can see it
And all this lust just remembeingr you that it's real
You can watch all day but you can’t have it
You can watch all day but you can’t have it
You can watch all day but you can’t have it
YOU CAN WATCH ALL DAY BUT YOU WON’T HAVE IT
IT’S A MENTAL TORTURE …AND YOU CAN’T ESCAPE!!!

Well I guess I’d better end this fuckin song right now
Well I guess I’ll be fine, soon or later, and somehow
Well I guess that you can run and run but hiding is nonsense
Well I guess and fuckin’ guess, but let’s face it, in the end all of this is bullshit.

jueves, 28 de enero de 2010

La Sabidura del Rock Parte 3: Asuntos Varios

Bueno...ya saben de que tratan estos post y este solo viene a agrandar la saga...aki viene aki viene



"He who makes a beast out of himself. Gets rid of the pain of being a man" - Avenged Sevenfold - Bat Country



"Sometimes I don't know why we'd rather live than die, we look upwards to the sky for answers to our lives. We may get some solutions but most juss pass us by. Don't want your absolution 'cause I can make it right" - Avenged Sevenfold - Bat Country



"In the beggining, back in 1955. Man didn't know 'bout rock n roll show. 'N all that Jive. The white man had the Schmaltz. The black man has the blues. No one knew what they was gonna do" - AC DC - Let there be rock



"Now I can see is a comfort to you hammer my bones with the anvil of daylight" - Beck - E-Pro



"We always feel the same, We just saw it from a different point of view" - Bob Dylan - Tangled Up in Blue



"There's a long road, I've got to stay in time with. I've got to keep on chasin that dream, though I may never find it" - Boston - Foreplay / Long time



"We are agents of the free. I've had my fun and now it's time to serve your conscience overseas" - R.E.M. - Orange Crush


"It isn´t you, isn't me. Search for things that you can't see, going blind, out of reach somewhere in the vasoline" - Stone Temple Pilots - Vasoline


"I'll tip my hat to the new constitution. Take a bow for the new revolution. Smile and grin at the change all around me. Pick up my guitar just like yesterday. Then I'll get on my knees and pray. We don't get fooled againg. Don't get fooled again" - The Who- Won't get Fooled Again

"Thought it all over now I spit it out, and when I spit I spit on those I care less about" - The Hives - Main Offender

"Freak out and give in. Doesn't matter what you believe in. Stay Cool and be somebody's fool this year" - The Smashing Pumpkins - Cherub Rock

"No his mind is not for rent to any god or goverment. Always hopeful, yet discontent. He knows changes aren't permanent. But change is" - Rush - Tom Sawyer

"How Can I be sure I'm Here? The pills I've taking confuse me I need to know that someone sees that. There's nothing left I simply am not here" - Porcupine Tree - Fear of a Blank Planet

"Head like a hole, black as your soul. I'd rather die that give you control" - Nine Inch Nails - Head like a hole

"Cause and effect And ignorance is bliss Words can be weapons if that is what you wish" - Abnormality - Visions

"Jealousy turning saint in to the sea Turning through sick lullabies choking in your alibis But it's just the price I pay Destiny is calling me Open up my eager eyes. 'cause I'm Mr brightside" - The Killers - Mr. Brightside

"No hay nada bajo el sol que no tenga solución, nunca una noche vencio a un amanecer" Warcry - Tu mismo

"Y aunque se que mi ser jamas la alcanzara, me da igual, pues con solo saber que mañana la vere, me basta" - Avalanch - Antojo de Un dios

"How can I feel abandoned even when the world surround me How can I bite the hand that feeds the strangers all around me. How can I know so many Never really knowing anyone" - Dream Theater - Misunderstood

"And I don't really care if you think I'm strange, I ain't gonna change. And I'm never gonna care about my bad reputation" - Joan Jett and the Blackhearts - Bad Reputation

Bueno y para finalizar una frasesilla bonus de una pieza q creo q la letra merece ser leida completamente asi q voy a dejar el link...una de las mejores letras nunca escritas si me lo preguntan:

"I say William Shakespare had the right idea, put your passion into a poem that she won't hear. If your heart is whole again you can publish it next year./ And I've been in my head too long to know that what I think is wrong But I can write another song And I can stick around and see you as you sing alone" - Honest Bob and the Factory-to-dealer Incentives - I get By.

y aki esta el link: http://honestbob.net/lyrics.php?name=igetby

Bueno...Hasta luego escaza pero kerida gente q lee mis idioteces...enjoy : D