Here comes the unsober day
Your day, the night of dreams
Here comes the time for you
The night and day of supremes
It's such a wonderfull feel
to be the one who's loved
to feel the ones you need
To see the sacral dove
All you need is to hear:
we love you and i love you
don't fear your own fear
'cause you have the secret clou.
happy birthday, you crazy child
you're the one who never smiled
happy birthday, we love you
thank you, thank you, love you too.
středa 25. listopadu 2009
neděle 15. listopadu 2009
Stereotype
Every morning hurts me more and more
I can't believe it.
Every evening just extends the pain
In which I refuse to remain.
Nights are the amplifiers of pain.
I've lost control
They are the reminders of all
of pain, disorder and winter fall.
I can't believe it.
Every evening just extends the pain
In which I refuse to remain.
Nights are the amplifiers of pain.
I've lost control
They are the reminders of all
of pain, disorder and winter fall.
pátek 13. listopadu 2009
Tears
The tear glides through the face,
and then, suddenly, disappears without a trace.
Like a porcelain knife it stabs you,
as a poisoned sting it kills you.
Tears are meanings of loyalty,
the crown of all love-royalty
They paint an illusion of your heart,
they hurt you as if you killed them with a dart.
Your eyes become the stage of emotion,
or proof of devotion.
The troops fighting for truth,
the ambassadors of youth.
Faces of good or faces of evil?
Do they lead you or do they kill you?
The legion will fail to win,
the legion will never better lead you.
They tear a hole in your soul,
but they hold together your body.
They are the missiles of consciousness,
they heal you, they kill you, they seal you.
Imagine a man-kind with no tears,
Imagine love with no emotion.
It would be ironic, black and dead.
It would be loyalty with no devotion.
My, tears always beloved, sometimes hated.
You love me, and I love you.
You are my soul-healers
Sometimes loved and sometimes hated.
and then, suddenly, disappears without a trace.
Like a porcelain knife it stabs you,
as a poisoned sting it kills you.
Tears are meanings of loyalty,
the crown of all love-royalty
They paint an illusion of your heart,
they hurt you as if you killed them with a dart.
Your eyes become the stage of emotion,
or proof of devotion.
The troops fighting for truth,
the ambassadors of youth.
Faces of good or faces of evil?
Do they lead you or do they kill you?
The legion will fail to win,
the legion will never better lead you.
They tear a hole in your soul,
but they hold together your body.
They are the missiles of consciousness,
they heal you, they kill you, they seal you.
Imagine a man-kind with no tears,
Imagine love with no emotion.
It would be ironic, black and dead.
It would be loyalty with no devotion.
My, tears always beloved, sometimes hated.
You love me, and I love you.
You are my soul-healers
Sometimes loved and sometimes hated.
pondělí 9. listopadu 2009
My one and only testament
I'm dying.
Lying here and crying.
I'm declining.
thinking of going and leaving.
I don't wanna live in despair
i would rather leave forever.
I never thought it would be fair
but atleast you could pretend to be a feather.
How i wish you could know
what i needed from you,
But you were blind and low
that I could only run away from you.
This is the end of all
this is my last will
my one and only testament
before i take the pill.
Hard enough - i can't tell you why,
but you're still my friend,
my little broken glass of wine
helping me descend.
I am falling apart
the opposite of a jigsaw
I am falling apart
longing for a freefall
Everyone is once broken
but this is not about heart
this is about heaven and hell
about hitting or missing with a dart.
This is the end of all
this is my last will
my one and only testament
before I take the pill
Again I find myslef lying here,
dying and crying.
My one and only testament
I failed to find a settlement.
Lying here and crying.
I'm declining.
thinking of going and leaving.
I don't wanna live in despair
i would rather leave forever.
I never thought it would be fair
but atleast you could pretend to be a feather.
How i wish you could know
what i needed from you,
But you were blind and low
that I could only run away from you.
This is the end of all
this is my last will
my one and only testament
before i take the pill.
Hard enough - i can't tell you why,
but you're still my friend,
my little broken glass of wine
helping me descend.
I am falling apart
the opposite of a jigsaw
I am falling apart
longing for a freefall
Everyone is once broken
but this is not about heart
this is about heaven and hell
about hitting or missing with a dart.
This is the end of all
this is my last will
my one and only testament
before I take the pill
Again I find myslef lying here,
dying and crying.
My one and only testament
I failed to find a settlement.
středa 4. listopadu 2009
Definitions
Give me a definition
of what happiness is.
give me a definition
of what a calm soul means.
Give me a definition
of what depression is
Give me a definition
of what dying means.
You have to tell me,
because I simply don't know.
I have to know
because I'm simply too slow.
Too lazy to switch on and think
Too occupied to walk away and toss my drink.
Too lazy to stop and turn around
Too occupied to listen to the calming sound.
My lonely goddess in a spleen,
tell me what to do...
of what happiness is.
give me a definition
of what a calm soul means.
Give me a definition
of what depression is
Give me a definition
of what dying means.
You have to tell me,
because I simply don't know.
I have to know
because I'm simply too slow.
Too lazy to switch on and think
Too occupied to walk away and toss my drink.
Too lazy to stop and turn around
Too occupied to listen to the calming sound.
My lonely goddess in a spleen,
tell me what to do...
Everlasting Noise
Everlasting noise
Blinds my eyes
My ears are suffering
As the wind slowly cries
Everlasting noise
makes me weep
makes me crawl
And doesn't let me sleep.
Everlasting noise
as it always tries
disposes me of my living
As the wind slowly cries
Everlasting noise
I finally escaped
Sitting inside a little fish
Finally I escaped.
As the wind slowly cries...
Blinds my eyes
My ears are suffering
As the wind slowly cries
Everlasting noise
makes me weep
makes me crawl
And doesn't let me sleep.
Everlasting noise
as it always tries
disposes me of my living
As the wind slowly cries
Everlasting noise
I finally escaped
Sitting inside a little fish
Finally I escaped.
As the wind slowly cries...
úterý 3. listopadu 2009
The Poem
Today i read some lines,
they almost made me cry.
Meanings of all kinds
They almost made me fly.
The tearful and sad meaning
acctually made me smile.
I looked up to the ceiling
they almost made me cry.
Meanings of all kinds
They almost made me fly.
The tearful and sad meaning
acctually made me smile.
I looked up to the ceiling
and smiled, smiled, smiled.
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