quarta-feira, setembro 27, 2006

This is me

She's in love with herself.
She likes the dark.
On her milk white neck.
The Devil's mark.
It's all Hallows Eve.
The moon is full.
Will she trick or treat.
I bet she will.

She's got a date at midnight.
With Nosferatu.
Oh baby, Lilly Munster.
Ain't got nothing on you.
Well when I called her evil.
She just laughed.
And cast that spell on me.
Boo Bitch Craft.

Yeah you wanna go out 'cause it's raining and blowing.
You can't go out 'cause your roots are showing.
Dye em black.
Black no. 1

Little wolf skin boots.
And clove cigarettes.
An erotic funeral.
For witch she's dressed.
Her perfume smells like.
Burning leaves.
Everyday is Halloween.

Loving you was like loving the dead.

Black Nº1 - Type O Negative

Em jeito de "comemoração" por, daqui a um dia, estar um ano mais próxima da morte:
Acho que cada um de nós tem direito de reclamar para si uma música, aquela identificação profunda com palavras escritas por quem nunca nos conheceu. Esta é a minha música, a que reclamo para a minha pessoa. Obrigado Steele por horas de divagação e afago de ego! Por sorrisos solitários e danças de recuperação no meio do vazio.
Diz-me, sou música para ti? Invado-te a lembrança pela voz de outro(a)s?
Aos que me conhecem e aos que não me conhecem, estão à vontade para tentar, digam-me se há músicas que vos lembra de mim e porquê. Bring it on people!!

6 Comments:

Blogger A said...

I find you in the morning
after dreams of distant signs
you pour yourself over me
like the sun through the blinds
you lift me up
and get me out
keep me walking
but never shout
hold the secret close
I hear you say

You know the way
it throws about
it takes you in
and spits you out
when you desire
to conquer it
to feel you're higher
to follow it
you must be clean
with mistakes
that you do mean
move the heart
switch the pace
look for what seems out of place

Yeah on and on it goes
calling like a distant wind
through the zero hour we'll walk
cut the thick and break the thin
no sound to break no moment clear
when all the doubts are crystal clear
crashing hard into the secret wind

You know the way
it twists and turns
changing colour
spinning yarns
you know the way
it leaves you dry
it cuts you up
it takes you high
you know the way
it's painted gold
is it honey
is it gold
you know the way
it throws about
it takes you in
and spits you out

You know the way
it throws about
it takes you in
and spits you out
it spits you out
when you desire
to conquer it
to feel you're higher
to follow it
you must be clean
with mistakes
that you do mean
move the heart
switch the pace
look for what
seems out of place

And now I find
the special kind
you yourself
like sun through blinds
you lift me up
get me out
keep me walking
but never shout

It's o.k.
it goes this way
the line is thin
it twists away
cuts you up
it throws about
keep me walking
but never shout


Look for what seems Out of PLACE... sempre foi o teu lema, não é, minha querida?

Uma Guerreira inconstante, na busca incessante de algo maior, dos amores impossíveis, à entrega de ideais... e não digo tudo o que me apetece.... hoje.

Beijos enormes

27/9/06 10:38  
Blogger Sorrow_Leviathan said...

esta e a musica que considero o teu espelho de alma, por tudo aquilo que viveste este ano, a amargura, o desalento... tudo aquilo a que se resume: AMAR!!!tenho a certeza que melhores dias virao(se ate eu os mereci porque razao nao has de tu tb te-los?vemo-nos daki a umas horitas, mal eu de cabo da historia, sim pk:"voce tira mtos apontamentos....!!!"eheheheh

kamelot-the haunting

Merely the sound of your voice
Made me believe that you were her
Just like the river disturbs
...my inner peace
Once I believed I could find
Just a trace of her beloved soul
Once I believed she was all
Then she smothered my beliefs

One cold winter's night
I may follow her voice to the river

[Chorus:]
Somewhere in time
I will find you and haunt you again
Like the wind sweeps the earth
Somewhere in time
When no virtues are left to defend
You fall in deep

How could that first time recur
When memories linger on
What made me think you were her
Helena is dead to all
Nothing can bring her to life
Don't pretend that I'll be loving you
Once I believed she was gone
But I'm corrupted from within
Leave me for now and forever
Leave while you can

[Chorus]

[Post chorus:]
I was a liar in every debate
I rule the forces that fueled your hate
When the cold in my heart leaves
It comes to an end
And quietly I'll go to sleep

[Ariel]
Follow me into the light
Leave me tonight
I've gone too far to begin all anew
With someone like you

[Marguerite]
Like ice on a lake of tears
I'll take you through
Life fades in anew
With someone like you

ps:ve o post no meu blog:P

abraços neste dia tao especial:)

magda(o centro do galheteiro:P)

28/9/06 05:19  
Blogger Klatuu o embuçado said...

Tens bom gosto, mas isso já sabia.

Dark kiss.

29/9/06 16:29  
Blogger Daniel Lemminkäinen said...

primeiro que tudo parabens, one less year in the way to the end! depois nice songs a e dying angel.
last but not the least, um tema para si... Tiamat - Phantasma deLuxe. bj*

30/9/06 13:03  
Anonymous Anónimo said...

"Can you see the storm getting closer now?
Tell me how it feels being out there

A moment's glimpse of his vignette
As he shone a light on the falling wall
Instant pictures form shattered persons
Whenever he leaves there's a tainted mark
Flashbacks of his stark sleep filter out through smoke
Revoking from the past things less provoked
Any which day, there is no relief
Adhesive words, spoken silently
The shattered man

Can you see the storm getting closer now?
Tell me how it feels being out there
I want to stay with you, and I see it clear now
You are giving me no choice
Let the rain pour down

He's holding for the moment of the fall
Stolen knowledge by minds unformed
Regulate the demolition of annexe for the differing thoughts
Discarded sparks left years ago
Evoked a language much more austere
Reverberating with figments
He left a trace of translucence

Shattered man
There's a shattered man in a shattered land"

(Esta é a música que te me traz, irmã Horus)

1/10/06 16:03  
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