Take my pain away with a shot, the pain is inside me, the future is uncertain the wolf is crying to the moon knowing how far is it, 23 night since the start of the nightmare, it can not rain forever is what the song said, the other said I can walk on stormy seas, but nothing is forever, except the legends, except the immortality.


The night hide the worst demons, and few can walk among the light, among the sun, the light is fading in the north, I can stand a mountain my eyes are losing the light, the time is running, as the world keeps turning, what is hope if your future is uncertain, what is hope if you do not have answers, what is hope without pain. go bad,

Is nothing except a word.

The sun is in the horizon one month  or two maybe three, I do not know. one more book.

"Once things go bad, they tend to stand bad"


No way forward or back, in stalemate, we stagnate,
life cycle is an automation, instinctively, we race to get ahead?
And now our virgin minds are raped.

Another insignificance to join the rat race.
Self indulgence within our grasp.

We're taught but torn.

The sanctity of life, so vulnerable,
the world keeps turning - we spin out of control.
Guided, or could this mean misguided, no time for questions,
preoccupied with pressing on, the world keeps turning -
we overdose on overdrive.
Superior species with inferior ideas.

We overload our bodies and minds,
respect this world while committing suicide.
Poison trait.

We're the cause not the cure,
our methods will surly drag us down.
Guided, or could this mean misguided,
our virgin minds are raped -
the world keeps turning -
we overdose on overdrive,
we spin out of control.

In stalemate, we stagnate!

The world keeps turning - Napalm Death

The blind

The blind man took his sword in the silence of the night waiting for his fate, the death was near. A pale women with black long hair as her eyes. When she ask him:

- Are you happy with your live? he answered
-If she is happy, I'm happy in this moment.
-Then you are not happy, Do you have regrets?
-A few but are worthless, the action has been made. I can not turn the time back, the world keeps turning.
-If I kill you could be happy?
-I opened the gates of my own hell a long time ago.
-In other words you are dead. No I am living in the hell I made among the living ones.
-None can made a hell.
-How can you be sure?
-Because to be in hell you must pass the styx.
-The river of the ancient gods.
-The only way to enter to  hades.
-Yes I came here for you.
-Then is an honor for me, may I ask you name of my guest?
-The name are useless but if you want to call me in a sort of name you can call me Macaria.
-The daughter of Hades.
-You know  Greek mythology.
-A little, my name is Greek  but as you said in this moment is useless.
-You know your fate.
-I hope is the tartarus.
-Why did you want to be in the tartarus the deep part of the hades? -
Is the place I belong my sins are great, I had betrayed my friends and the woman I love.
-You are still in love with her?
-Until my soul would be destroyed.  
-Who are you? What are your sins? Why are not you afraid? Why are not you smiling? Why are you looking at me if you're blind? Why I want to understand you?
-Just take me to the hell, I beg you this pain is to huge. The moon is talking to me and the dreams drive me to madness, fear in nothing in comparison to the feeling of emptyness. To the feeling of endless sadness I have in my heart.  -And death took his arm, saying
-Your place is not among the living, but not with the dead.

The moon and the Wolf

Once upon a time when the ancient gods rule this world when the moon shines in the eternity, there was two races who venerate the moon, one was the human kind the other one was the wolves. One day the moon decide to walk among the mortal world and she gets involved with one human, one simple human, he was a writer, a dreamer, a poet, within days he fell in love with the moon, but he start to have dreams about a wolf, a lone wolf who sings to the moon, and he know is impossible to reach her.

Years passed and he realized his true and his fate, he was still in love with the moon, but she was more and more away, she live in other world a world far apart from him, she was a princes and he was a wolf  realized it was a lone wolf, apart from everything he have lieft his friends and family just for her and still she was near him but her soul was miles away from him. He was dying frome inside until he finds a little lamb who confort him with sweet sounds and expressions.

He betrayed the moon and seal his fate he accept he can not make happy a goddess even if she is with him he was just a wolf, a lone wolf, one who walks alone, but he lost everything that was the price, he try to find peace in the words and the alcohol, but nothing works, he was still in love with the moon, he will always be in love with the moon, he hurt the lamb,and destroy jus own soul making a pact with his own demons. 

But as always will be a wolf howling at the moon

6 years after, the story is the same, he is still in love with the moon

--To the moon  (RCMH)

S P

Nothing to lose, nothing to win, there is only sand in the wind, the blows the mind like a star in the infinity that start their oblivion, the wind talks and curses the human kind, are part of myself, I follow the sun path and I am tring to find the end, this is not the end of me, I will find a new path if is necessary

Missing the wind and waiting to end my pain, there is no glory, there is no hope, just loneliness of a broken heart and a cursed mind, who tries to find the power to destroy that body, that soul. there is price, i you are ready to paid for it.

The hell awaits, with all my brother there, waiting for this damn soul who walks in the earth trying to find a path between the madness and the sanity. One word could kill me, but now I am deaf, I lost my reason, my hope.

God grant me the SERENITY to accept what I cannot change, the TENACITY, to changes what I may, and the GOOD LUCK not fuck up to often.

Thesis

Life is whatever you want,sometimes sad, sometimes good, but is what you make with it, nothing else,while i was reading about who to make a thesis, you need to find what you want, something that you enjoy, the celestial motion or the spanish literature, everyone has their joys, someone can refer the chaos of the no linear system of four bodies, or the aproximation of function with wavelets in L_2, you only need to decide. Is the same for me, I choose what I thing is the best and I assume consequences of my acts, Is my way.is my path, I will floow the sun in the day an in the night  I will find comfort in the moon I love, an the star that mark my path, I will find the answers even if I die in the process. Nothing is easy if you want or need something you need to fight for it, 

One song to remember one song in one day, just one song, with a guitar solo, one song that hurts just one song, one song that kills slowly or make me stronger, I remember a smile and a lie, the words has been spoken and the actions have been taken, I keep walking, until the night surrounds me and my legs hurt, the muic is my partner, even if my life sucks, I can choose my soundtrack.

One song just one song in the day because this day is different, maybe I am right maybe not, I am not a God to know that answer and I never wanted, Maybe a demon but not a God, I will never want to be a God especially if is the Jew, Christian or Muslim.

Time will leave
And I will follow
You dug my hole while you said you love me
What will we say
What will we be then
When we arrive where we never wanted

I feel dead when I am close to you
And hide from you again
Feel dead
So you can't reach my heart again

Now you're not here to see me crumble
You spit on me and I try not to tumble
Take me away
And bleed me tomorrow
I say goodbye to you and to my sorrow

I feel dead when I am close to you
And hide from you again
Feel dead
So you can't reach my heart again 


"While" . Lacrimas Profundere

A A

Playing with fire, watching the probabilities of success, just the blue fire of a lighter, my eyes are tired,my mouth is dry and my seek for vengeance blind me, the days are so long,the music is so deep, a warcry from Sverige grows, the usic is my soul, maybe this movie i the worst, but I decide my soundtrack, I felt betrayed and disappointed but I did not do anything, the pain was there, myy hate grown with time and my thirst was great, the human kind was there I fell in her arms, like a drug was her lips, her tiny body full of honey, I wish to be free, I wish to stay more than one week, but she have to return to their homeland, wished to go with her, but sand was on my body, the moon was crying her damn name. Why I still love her?, WHY?.

For one night I was free, for three days I flight with her wings, the moon was there, the shades to, her pale skin and blue eyes, deep like the summer ski, full of hope, here in this country where the hell have a name,  so clever, so shy, lisenting "Paradise Lost", taking about the history of the three kingdoms, Battle of the Weser River, and La noche triste, was amazing, she could save me or could kill me but now an ocean is between us. Her evocative curves moving at the rythm of Iced earth, her smile was like be in heaven, watch her sleep with her blond hair in my lap, knowing that she was free to go, but she stays all night long.

It was a night to remember, one night in my past. God bless England.

PiB

The night is so deep so short, the light disappear in the horizon an there is no more lies, no more fake words, I am alone as always, the music sound in my room, old songs that remind me who I am, one beer is my companion, the light fades as my sanity, every song is a sin, every sin is beautiful, the madness stays and the anthem start, as a battle hymn, the angles dance and the demons kills, a whisper for a distant world, dance of fate o just a joke of the gods, who use us as a chess. Just life, just pain, just my solitude, but that is life all and nothing. you can always win or lose.

Find a meaning, to find more questions, try to understand to find what is, everyday trying to find something new, the emotion to find, what is life without the question. For me is nothing. just emptiness. I will find the answer to find mor questions, to evolve or die in the process, I am not afraid the world sucks and is so beautiful like the winter sky and the autumn moon, One professor said me, the freedom leads to madness and looseness to the suicide.

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens every day

I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and must have it painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you

If I look hard enough into the settin' sun
My love will laugh with me before the mornin' comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls go by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

Hmm, hmm, hmm,...

I wanna see it tainted, tainted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it tainted, tainted, tainted, tainted black
Yeah!

Hmm, hmm, hmm,...

"Paint it Black" - Rolling Stones

dance

This night is empty of stars, the remember of the moon blows my mind, to an ancient world, where the hope and forgive exist, just an illusion, just a dream who fades with the dance of the water at the rythm of Bach, thefalvor of the coffe and the heat in my throat, one book in my backpack, a notebook, my laptop and a pen they are the only thing I have now, my house is far away, my illusions are dead, but I am still alive, the water contitnue dancing, with the scent of a women (Por una cabeza) of Carlos Gardel, the people walks and the music continue.

I want to know the answer, I want to know the question, but nothing is easy, nothing is impossible if we find the facts that explain the problem, that is the hard part. Proof and make sure of the existance, even if it is not real.

The moon in the stars so big for us, so small to the universe, the humans are only particles in the sand of the desert, insignificant, inutiles, but we still want to to be like the stars, to be in the memory, to be free in all the sense.

So

Walking between humans and listening their voices, like whispers in the northern wind, their words are just that my brain explode with images of my past, my soul is screaming for vengeance, I am not fear of the dark becasue I am looking for a rainbow, maybe is just shade but for me the swwetwater is just a lake of tears, in my falling world, but I am broke in to pieces, with a guitar solo in my ears, the music fills me with pain and paision, but this is not the end of me, because I am a metal Machine, full of hate, the forgive is divine and the vengance is mine, I curse the love for you, Fall deeper and deeper, Don't forget what you have done, The words have been spoken may the gods be on my side, maybe not, I Believe in miracles because life is not one, then is a curse, the worst of them. But I born to walk against the wind, in the city who I used call home, where the winds blows all day and the night is always cold, now in my exile, I miss that more than anything, that winds that runs free, that runs wild.

Here where the sun shining and fill the city with light, here where I cannot sleep because my dreams become nightmares, nightmares that used to be dreams, the heat fills my brain, and the beer is the only answer. But I am ready to die, because Life is whatever you make it. Die to defend our principles, our belives, always will be my desire and that is my way, that is my life. Glory to the brave, and the worst of the pains to the the traitors, the honorless dead to them. even if I am the executor, After all I am not afraid of dying. It does not matter if there is a good or a lot of them, or if I have a room in hell, it will be the place I belong.

It offended no-one. No - it simply appears
to me to be discourteous to... to wear
the symbol of a deity long dead.
My ancestors tried to find it. And to open
the door that seperates us from our Creator.

But you need no doors to find God.
If you believe....

Believe?! If you believe you are...gullible.
Can you look around this world and believe
in the goodness of a god who rules it?
Famine, Pestilence, War, Disease and Death!
They rule this world.

There is also love and life and hope.

Very little hope I assure you. No. If a god
of love and life ever did exist...he is long
since dead. Someone...something rules in his
place.

"And When He Falleth"-Theatre Of Tragedy

Stand up

Stand up and fight!
Stand up and look into the light!
Pushing the clouds away,
Stand up and fight!
Stand up and see the sky turn bright!
Fight for a better day!

"Stand up and Fight" - Turisas

The music sounds as if the words were gone in the wind, chords and drums sounds like battle music, the sun is at its best, a smile is dissipated in the horizon. A memory awakens the thirst for blood, and an anion reminds you who you are, the wind from the north, it hits the body, words disappear, people go their way, I seek my own, no turning back, no I take a step back, my legs hurt from walking, my heart stops beating and not again I'm alone, far from home, away from what was my home, now just think of the fear and destruction, the fear of not being able to control myself, fear of not being able to stop. But my way is forward, not if the gods smile at me or spit on me. But I decided my way as there will always be shadows like light, but each person decides what is their way.

Everyone takes the war to land more in your favor, always looking tner advantage, but this is useless if one does not know himself, no matter how powerful you think you are, always your worst enemy will be yourself. But also to know more, you yourself you will be your best ally. Because you'll know who you are and you lack, You'll get your disadvantages and advantages will become your. Today I know that my pride and my eyes are a big disadvantage that I own, but also that my hearing has improved, losing part of visibility. is that trust is a defect that I have and I have been betrayed too many times, I believe those who tell my friends? I do not know and may never have the damn answer. But my friendship is a precious treasure, which should keep when you can, but when you get betray, you must kill the traitor, because he and his lineage are corrupt.

I will wash my hands with blood and fight until dawn.

V \rigtharrow CH

The time is close now, the end is near
My walk through the valley, trails of fear
I feel empty, my penance overdue,
I guess it's too late now to be with you
I'm extremely frightened of what will surely be
I sold myself, the death of me
I know you can't forgive me I know I'm on my own,
I've betrayed you I walk alone

What exactly is the meaning of this
Just pawns in your twisted game
Severe pain for the lie I'm livin'
For a love I never could betray

"Question in Heaven" - Iced Earth

Not every pain kills,sometimes it make you stronger than anything, I will wait until is necessary, waiting to create the hell on earth.

Revenge should be taken cold, as beer. To those who offend me without reason, I ignore them, but who betrays me...

M22N

The sirens make their voices heard, which leads me to a state where time stands still, where the pain is minimized, a place where I feel alive, although my body does not go into a trance parenterally, that clouds my thinking allows me to re-imagine and dream, the songs still sound and the oo alabras roden I seem to disappear, and it makes a slight hum that puerde in time. Fractals that my mind creates dreams that seem dead ideas, imagnes of my past, some have cloudy ue over time, others are more present regardless of the passage of time. My eternal one of which I falls in love with me which I betray, by which I cursed myself, but it was a price I was willing to pay and probably can never stop.

Damn sirens that lead me to my past, damned ghosts do not let me rest. I love the moon more than the widow herself, why I lost my smile it was just for the moon, it was a little price to pay for her, which I have been to be dying slowly, the Moon which I betrays, who I never ceased to love, today only wish her ​​well, as this poor bastard that hurt her does not deserve more than an endless agony.

I was never a hero as she wanted, only it was a wolf howling at the moon a wolf that could never reach it, the silver color that marks the beginning and so the final, 3 days were enough to die three days took me to the agony, a tender lamb was the tool of my betrayal, sacrifice a lamb which for my sake, who play around a game where both lose, a game where no one could do well, not wrapped in a wicked fire, but ultimately she could leave, not without injury, but could leave, I still play to the beat of those flames, I'm still there.

Cursed, still in love with the moon still howling.

H

Alcohol runs through my veins, several days without sleep well, empty word that I do not want to hear, confused, difficult choices to take, actions who will be able to bring consequences that modify the behavior of people, even so I'm not as strong even so I am not so weak, it seems the end is near, but the stars shine never stop as long as I live, now death knocks at the door of my house as I always have people who are worth no other I think if necessary to end their suffering, or may be so magnanimous who able to forgive their lives, do not know, so many times I've been about to do it before, I knew that it was wrong, but now I t seems as coherent , kill the traitors, annihilate the shit, but I wonder what if this time I can not stop. The Blood Of my Enemies.

The chaos rules my mind, science is the only thing that make me consecrated, I still walk among the living even if I Die a long time ago, in this my exile eventually I wake, I'll have to find another place to belong, but for now I am alive, for a moment I can be surrender in to my desires, not as it will last, you really only gods who rules this world are those who can know that, but I don't have to follow its precepts, In my way through dark and difficult who this is universe, that every one who chooses how to live their lives and sometimes death, but in the end the words are only words, word that gone with the wind, despair with paper or a click that can erase forever . And other nations are created but are gone h only few names that have the opportunity to trasender time, heroes, thinkers, tyrants, treason always gives more than honor the pride I have often heard that the good die before, perhaps good faith by others for their stupidity, but who knows what my destiny but will try to make this last, will try to make this not die with my ancestry.

The music makes sense "I do not care if you are death or alive", but as the song said Alice Copper, "It would Have Been easy to die", but that's nothing, today is another day and so the fate may say what the price you will have to pay, what is the price I'll have to pay.

The hell out and I'm ready to see it, is the Stygian river or tartrate will be waiting there and seeketh my enemies for their esntaca ahcer there as pleasant, to be a stay that never can remember, maybe it is I who make the earth a hell for them. today I can control my thirst for revenge, tomorrow I do not know.

Welcome.

I don't care - Apocalyptica

Lyrics to I Don't Care :
(feat. Adam Gontier)

I try to make it through my life, in my way, there's you
I try to make it through these lies, and that's all I do

Just don't deny it,
Don't try to fight this ,and deal with it
and that's just part of it,

If you were dead or still alive
I don't care, I don't care
Just go and leave this all behind
Cause i swear (i swear),i don't care

I try to make you see my side
Always trying to stay in line
But your eyes see right through
That's all they do

I'm getting buried in this place
I got no room your in my face
don't say anything just go away

If you were dead or still alive
I don't care, I don't care
Just go and leave this all behind
Cause i swear (iswear) i don't care

[ instrumental ]
love changing everything
You won't be left for me x2


If you were dead or still alive
I don't care, I don't care
Just and and leave this all behind
Cause i swear(i swear)i don't care

If you were dead or still alive
I don't care(i don't care), I don't care(i don't care)
Just go ahead and leave this all behind
I don't care(i swaer), I don't care
At all...


The only problem is that I still love you, but is enough, the time has come. the winter is coming, whit mi silence as ICE

B

Sunlight blinds me like everyday, I keep thinking I do not stop believing, but I keep moving, because the road is long and difficult, nothing has ever been easy, not now and will not be tomorrow, but I will not stop fighting, I will not stop dreaming, my dreams may have been broken before, but now it does not matter, that words often heard ue, now just seem a bad joke, but there are wounds do not heal with the simple fact of saying, I will continue traveling to moon and thinking that the end I hope will come someday.

But there is more truth than you think, it differs from others, or maybe I'm doing now is nothing more than a crime in the eyes of others, but that's my way, so I'm willing to die for, is not easy because there are many times I've wanted to return back and regret, but then I see forward and I think I'm just kidding, I'm only making fool. But this poor man is nothing but a dreamer who knows no surrender and will not back down for anything like that still believes in honor and friendship, but also sometimes think that those ideas are dead, they are not just words hollow, which I just think, why guided me, but at the end of the day, is that every time I am more alone, just as with some friends and that the moon seems to disappear every night and the stars with her.

It can not rain forever, like the stars can not live forever but to the eyes of men this seems to be false and will continue this damn pain maybe not forever, but until the injury heals.

Forgiveness

Not all that glitters is valuable, often as words do and actions are what define people, tell me to forgive, but if I do not think you need to forgive, so that forgiveness from God, not a bastard who is not above his fellows, not think we should ask for forgiveness, because we make them perform actions thoroughly or is what we seem, or at least that's what I try, one must assume the concecuencias of acts, if you ask forgiveness or retract, it means you did not take into account all possible effects that could affect the action, all this is a spectrum of possibilities, everything has a price in the short, medium or long term, perhaps imperceptible sometimes of epic dimensions, but has to assume the liability.

I can not judge because I am the most sinful or who has committed more wrong actions, but I do not regret them, because they've learned more than from my successes, I can not give the brother sorry I caused the damage, my trip is long hard and probably painful, but I do not regret the path I decided to take it is mine, I want to go, maybe my life is not written or sung by minstrels libors, as my great heroes, but I'm in this time where the treason is a widely used currency, as it was in antiquity, the honor is for fools I told a friend, could be right but I prefer to be the biggest fool of all fools, I know that the thirst revenge that runs through my veins has been about to cegarma often, so I decide to exile, decided to get away from the person she loved uqe said she was happy with someone who said my friend at some point in my life, beverages, travel to commit a crime intnetar not for me. Now I'm far from my home, I miss the weather and wind that who spoke to me, giving me the faith that was lost. Today in this place where the sun shines more and at other times between the mountains that allow me to see the stars, I found a place to think, a place where I can dream again.

Seeketh answers to the questions I have in mind, I thought drunk in imaginere around me and the thousands of possible responses you can make, I will choose which suits me and I will not regret for having made ​​that desicion that action.

Irais

Whenever my world is darker, you always show up it so long as I'm about to wake up fully appear, always save me, do not know why, but there are always, your words, they have avoided many things. Even knowing that the darkness around me you've always been there, I never promised you anything you can not comply, your words are water in the desert where I live, words that wash the blood from my hands, even that is not worthy thereof. You make me saved more times than I can pay you in this life and many more of I may have.


I've had more enemies than friends, friends who now are but memories but you've passed the time, others stabbed in the back, but that's what I thought was better, everyone follows his principles, but as I have always thought everything has a price, everything has a beginning and an end, because nothing is forever, I always told you not to have come to suffer if not enjoy, do not know if it's true but I wish that were true only for her smile always, to be happy, I never cared much about my fate, but she deserves to be happy because she is noble, a person of the few that I can respect and admire for her integrity.

Thanks for everything

Sun

The sun shines through the curtains of trees only let through some of its sparkle, the floresque caracteristican spring, a couple of bolletas Joe Daniel's lying on the ground next few articles that talk about antennas, a book on the table, the music continues playing to the rhythm of Doom November and Swallow the Sun, just thinking on my way and not turn back, but that's difficult, nothing is easy in the world except suicide.

Don’t fall asleep
To the breathing of the walls
Don’t fall asleep
In this room of loss
Don’t fall asleep
In the arms of dead air
Don’t fall asleep
In this symphony of the damned

"Don't Fall Sleep" - Swallow the Sun

But I do not like easy exits, I never wanted and now you shall begin nosera day, I mbriagare you with the knowledge and books that make me disappear from this world to return to it, write about science and seeketh reason. It ceases to be me, because at the end I'm alone, I am a traveler in a hotel, I'm just a dreamer who tried to turn them into reality, but eseran seeketh my dreams and create the other, my heart is covered with ice, not I seek forgiveness for that is for the saints, I can not forgive and No I have that do not being a god, not for me to forgive, or someone to be forgiven. I am not a king or been blessed by the gods as kings or sorcerers. I'm just someone who seeks knowledge for the fact that science and truth that is true.

Sweet fall, come and take me away from this pain
Towards the dark womb of winter
Beautiful fall, kill the light of summer
And bless us with your shades

"To Cold For Tears" - Swallow the Sun

Shade

Washing my hands with blood, Getting my pain, letting the alcohol flow through my veins, swallowing my hate and sadness, only the clouds of my city, nothing amuses me, nothing pleases me, I feel hungry I feel nothing more than pain, my mind is in chaos, and beer is not enough, the music does not fit into my system, and the only time passes slowly, the books do not make sense, the news seems ephemeral, so distant and unreal, are only framed plalbras by a fund and advertising.

The shadows, drawing under the influence of alcohol, time will only be as slow as time low honey jar, or as fast as the whiskey running down my throat, the perspective changes everything. I hope maybe that's what I tell myself, time and the days go by, people atravesan on my way to some good some not, but in the end I feel lonely, alfinal just me, the ending leaning the wall of my house drinking and thinking, plunging me in my mind, characters are drawn in my mind most stories I've read, thought of as hubuera been living in them. But it is so alive here in this time and now, perhaps away from me this time but my time, shall see people die, live, betray, promise, but it matters that humans are what they are, there is no exception.

I often recall and I have wanted to kill, but not worth it, is it will not be satisfactory to me, but me you want more human, even knowing the outcome. blood calls for revenge, but my will power not to let her go or so is what I expect.

I am going to make true my own Veritas.

Solitude

Another year, a few more days that matters, time is fickle and life goes on. Time teaches you and takes away all succumb to its power, there is no god or demon who knows about it, time will make their own, nothing, just nothing to stay, or will be an endless cycle, how many thousands of million, how many billions of humans have succumbed to the time compared to eternity, every day is a new battle we must fight, every day there is the possibility of dying, I've lived long enough and may live longer but only time will sabra, 26 thousand years or more simply I know I will not be a happy end, but what interests me live as long as I can wish, a smile or a curse, a sarcasm, the coldness of the ice, everything has a price, nothing is always an advantage or everything is always a defect.

But I have to live what is necessary, I may sum in the dark as I must have been in or out of it, may still looking for a place to belong, a place in which to feel at home, but now I'm in the place which I used to call home, today I feel as a foreigner, I will continue looking, I have to keep fighting, by the way I have chosen is the one I create myself to be among the mountains or speed, whatever the path have to take I will do my best to do.

I long for my time to come
death means just life

"Soltitude" - Candlemass

DRM To NGTMR

Two nights without sleep, something that some time would have been a beautiful dream is now one of my worst nightmares, I will fight if matter how long I will not stop because there is no place to which to return, now I only see numbers and models, books are a shelter for my thoughts of destruction, not to do today, today that dream only annihilate me, but still is not give in and return me to raise my sword, I will not be that damn leaves to fight regardless of the enemy, that clemency can only give the gods and I am only unsuited in this society, but perhaps I do not care if he was born about 200 or 300 years would be nice, but it was not, live in this era where treason is the daily bread and honor rlatado only in books written many years ago, I curse the day that I wanted to be human, that only brought me pain and sufrmiento, I died so I vecs forget what really went, giving way to what I am today.

Every night I die with that damn dream, because my brain still misses you, even if it is better without me, because my mind still loves you because I could not forget or in the slightest, because I am only a poor bastard who can not win, I curse and curse back at night, but the path I chose, is the way that I will continue, every morning when the alarm sounds, turn on the coffee, while taking a bath, go out and see the books that are next to my bed, novels and control, get dressed and took a couple of them breakfast a cup of coffee and a beer, so I could plunge into that world where pain is minimal and that science covers my wounds with equations and theorems, look for a model that solves my job more books document until nightfall, and I want to rest, I hope to Domir quietly, but not that damn dream, that curse which is perched on my shoulders. I curse, because there is more to do.

Deprived of my treasure, my "aye" to life;
My peace of mind after sunset's occurrence
Away I walk to ye doleful masquerade;
My ravening and my words becometh aghast

The sun rises high, my feelings they die
Daylight misery... (leave me be)

Another day will go astray...
Another tear in this life so grey
If you ever saw me smile
You should know I felt sick inside

"Daylight Misery" - Draconian

Time

Time is only unstoppable, unstoppable time, people have the as if it were not important, the people live enslaved to it, but few who understand and none that I know has mastered, have always said that the time heals wounds, sometimes it seems that acrecenta, ghosts that seem to eat away the living, that feeling that only shows how weak is man that fears before ss, to his past, which is there in between the vaults of the great churches built based on the labor of slaves and natives alike, beautiful stunning, as if defy time, as if this did not affect, how many lives are lost to those monstrosas pardes, how great must be the vanity of hobres to worship is a god or gods do not even know they exist. But these buildings but to exalt men and their desire to achieve forgiveness or sometimes show the world what they are magnanimous. Temple to house the servants of God or gods that governed everything and show where you should worship the same no matter what religion they say in all there will always be a site for realizr worship, churches, cathedrals, temples, mosques, synagogues all with unique beauty, many of them covered with blood and full of tears.

Currently they are developing the art for the people where not long ago were allowed only to the clergy, see indomitable rock walls, fountains and large internal courtyards, art today is grown there, the crowd of ladies seguen high society enjoy strutting, with support for such institutions as was hce thousand years and will continue to be patrons, benefactors, its name has changed but its function is to mimsa be somewhere in that society, think about them. Characters trying to make people Leean, one that perjured men, enslaved the women, that mistreat and trashed, they are merely victims, I think the world has changed since she has come to the same I do not deny that women have been battered by some men, but also by women themselves, but I think they are beautiful, strong and indomitable as the time, which can not be contained.

Spring

Time seems to move and alcohol runs through my veins and ideas flow right through my fingers, the wind hits the disk, the clouds do not appear in the sky, there is only loneliness, but the sun that blinds men, there is at its best showing as spring progresses, forgetting the winter, I miss the wind in my anciente home speaking to me, like whispers in my fucking time I there alone, my fucking hope. Today I die in the arms of this fever choking me, fills me with so many thoughts, it does seem that the time is composed of just meaningless words.


But nothing else matters I shall not die without a fight I will not lose what little I've won, now no more sounds in my head it's in German song that had long forgotten, one that gives a little faith in this shattered heart this heart broken by the words, like thorns, are stuck in the depths of my being slowly bleeding I have left, that's called humanity, smiled falsely, falsely believe in salvation and renounce the pursuit of forgiveness. I just wish my vengeance that they cut me, but my hearts is proud and my soul no more answers.

Alcohol will be my best sleeping pill, now volvere to want not to dream about you, for my soul is broken and my wings have been removed for your actions, just howl for the moon now seems dead, wishing not to fulfill my revenge, for it invoking the gods that has given me their back.

Mit blutverschmierten Handen
Mit einer Träne im Gesicht
Einem Lächeln auf den Lippen
Und der Hoffnung tief im Blick
Aufzustehen auch aus dem Dreck
Tief beschmutzt und stolz im Herz
Dem Leben neu erwacht
Und erwacht ganz neu im Leben

"Stolzes Herz" - Lacrimosa

Deer

A small deer hoba running through the forest when an arrow found him, his life ended slowly, breath escaped from his mouth when he saw a stranger approaching with something shiny to sunlight, this was the last thing he saw.

Life ends in a sigh and takes thousands of moments to give way, life is only life, death is an endpoint that kills histroia we have created. Today I am thinking and just think, one day plus one day less, a beer at my side more with cold to cool weather. I'm alone and I do not care.

Sitting in a corner all alone,
staring from the bottom of his soul,
watching the night come in from the window window

The rain has stopped falling, but does not imply that the sun never will leave, one day has to end like everything else, the night will cover my movements and the rain washed my steps. I'll see water dancing along in front of my head forgotten that I have my way there I started there the site of a new chapter. Where the blood will run and perhaps find an end, perhaps that deer will be me, or perhaps the hunter who killed him. we all have that role at some point in life. ALL without exception.

Water

Watching the water dance to the beat of a tragic song, exiled like my own need, away from the city I grew up where I was born, out of town thinking about the ghosts that I whisper in your ear names that draw pictures, I see people full of grace, remembering that at some point I was happy, but that was left behind, there is no turning back, now I've forgotten my smile, no fear for me dead since the day I was born, is what only in or I have certainly not if in the future I will have glory or shame, I left if there will be no happiness or sadness of those around me, I hugged to death since I have use of reason surrounded by it, do not fear for I fear that the only thing certain in this life I have cursed, but what I fear is a life, as not to fear something as stochastic, raw and unexpected, which do not know who stabbed you in the back or who will your friend, a true friend, I'm here if you know anyone but a handful of people looking to start again, wanting to forget the first time, trying to create a new life away from the old, looking for answers where there are only questions now that the clouds cover the sky and fly I think, wanting to do so because such thoughts eat away my mind, hanciendo more damage, but the chips are down and I with her, laughed with her, sometimes by as many of desperation, the resignation, by those false smiles deceived me with a broken spirit, wings eaten by fears and a dead smile in this infinite and superfluous time, as the song says "This wound in my soul I fail to heal."

So today I am silent, because my words will not be more than sarcasm and insults to that damned fate that cursed me more than once over that fucking unstoppable time.

Soak a white rose with my crimson blood, the only time the red rust that had, causing it to take a color so grotesque that was painful to see her, as that person that a dagger in my back nail. The rain washed my wounds and time will heal them.

Begin

The wind blows and the sun is shown, the birds fly in flocks on Friday begins the new theater, but now see the sky, halfway between the bush, wishing, thinking and imagining what lies away from the people listening to what the nature says, far from the forests where I always wanted to live, today are far, far away is a small town, something almost impossible when the mountains around you in this world just want to see and learn, I felt too much, today I read and reread novels I've left behind, it's time to move on.

New theater is not that work is interpreted or who the actors, the stage has been set, but do not know what the final, a one-act play, perhaps a tragedy or a comedy, you never know what lies ahead., the fight has to start soon. The blood and sweat will run because nothing is easy, because nothing is forever, for always there is an end to everything, sometimes we see so many not. boil the blood stream, injected eyes, as in any fight you can not earn as if it be granted to oneself and foe alike. I learn of my victories, my mistakes, learn from them more than the victories.

The prayers have been spoken
may the gods be on my side
may they join my way to bring me victory
seven at one stroke
my triumph and my pride
they will be history
but behind my enemies eyes
a soul in disguise
not only lies

We live to fight the hand of doom
we got the pride to strike a fool
vain glory be my wicked guide

what`s hell without a paradise
what`s the night without a day
we would think it`s bright
what`s a fall if we can`t rise
what`s a hero at a play
without a fool to fight

but behind my enemies eyes
a soul in disguise
not only lies

but behind my enemies eyes
a soul in disguise
not only lies

"Vain Glory Opera" - Edguy


We do what we must.

Falling Heart

Love hurts and the pain is so great that the tears do not come out, sometimes you only think of the happiness of others, of the beloved, a curse or a blessing depends on the time, smiles disappearing into images that are built in the subconscious, miles away I still do not heal my wounds, perhaps never will but if it's that way, I have to live with them, proud of them because they show that at some point was a very foolish man or perhaps lonely and crazy, always a lone wolf on the road traveling alone and not knowing anyone, looking for a hotel or sleeping on the road, forgetting that society exists for a long time, months away from my home and my friends, returning only by circumstances that were urgent, always listening to music, always looking for a song for every moment, waiting for the dawn that hid the stars I've always admired, often sleeping in the day waiting for the sun to reduce their power to get out by my damn eyes, but that never prevented me from knowing my country and sometimes others. Love twice both times I lost something, but I was happy, really happy.

Winter Clouds in the sky fall down once reminding me that love, dark images are plotted in my eyes, the stars no longer shine as before on the road today I see that families return to their homes and I think I'm going has done, not what you look for a house tomorrow I start again soon classes and responsibilities, something that was never very good, always preferred to go anywhere to be in the classroom, but this time I think I need peace and quiet, to refocus my mind.

One night it happened
The morning never came
It has been snowing ever since
The plague of cold harvests the land
And only few still wait for the sun

Cities are buried under white curse
Remains of the man lay on the glacial ground
The monuments of ice curve upon us
Leading our way to the bitter end

One night it happened
The morning never came
The clocks tick anew this same hour of dark
And if we had only known
That it would last forever
We would have forgiven ourselves
And let the snow bury us together

One night it happened
The morning never came
Now it's been seven years ever since
The season of dark fell upon us
And only few still wait for the sun

"The morning never came" - Swallow the Sun

New Year

A new year begins with clouds over the city, the sun sets on the horizon and words abound, good wishes and purposes as each year, long ago that even I do, tomorrow the sun will come out or maybe not many times I have heard that this will be the last year, the birds are still flying and dogs bark when I walk, I'm not interested in an angel, nor want to be, smiled and sometimes I cry I'm human, I have loved and hated, but our actions and our personalities are what make us, nothing is perpetual people develop for better or for worse. It is the beginning of life are not the same as when we are born, housed by necessity or taste, but we do sometimes wish me back again but time does not forgive, there are people worthwhile and others not, some people do not worth the ground they tread and others who have been enlightened, I'll see what kind of people encounter and what kind of person I turn over this year.

One day to remember, a lot of days to forget, betrayed and punish was the record of my year, the last day one the best among my life, thanks Raven, my little crow, because today and every day, is a good day to die, the shadows are only shadows and the light is only light, every day could be the last one try to enjoy this as th last one, we do not know the future.

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Goin' nowhere, goin' nowhere
Their tears are fillin' up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

[Chorus]
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dyin'
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
'Cause I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very
Mad world, mad world
Mad world, mad world

Children waitin' for the day they feel good
Happy birthday, happy birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sits and listen, sits and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson?
Look right through me, look right through me

[Chorus]x2

"Mad world" - Gary Jules