The exodus begins since the king as arrive, some other beasts are following my tracks and I can hear in the bottom of the line what they are screaming, -Someone, anyone…come back and Kill the King before tear our place apart!!-
That forbidden paradise is no longer their home, they prefer the heat instead of a frozen hall, and when the landlord finally baptize his few left slaves; that will be the last day of freedom in where it use to be our unconquered hell, I’m just waiting to hear from a strangers’ voices she’s new name, something sweeter I think, and when that happen she ain’t be a warrior anymore
Their loveless Queen now is under his spell, made of empty and senseless words, everyone in the kingdom feeling betrayal, and I’m still looking forward to the road
-Should come back to kill hem?...I admit that could be a pleasure, to reap his head off and whisper my name in his ear while he just can look right to the floor, I can even barely taste the blood on my lips, but I’m not under his command, Isn’t my emperor anyway, so I’m going to hold back my claws and hide my fangs to wait and see how he ends committing suicide
What you said ain't what you are, show him how quickly can you change your mind, give it the secrets to break your code, to search inside without troubles what he’s looking for, give it the key to open the door or put it a ladder to he don’t have to climb brick by brick to pass the walls
The colorful red of blood will remains through the endless gray, I’m still walking far away from the gates marching surrounded by the dismantle legion of wolves, waiting for a better tomorrow to set in flames another place; I don’t gonna look back to see if what they tell me it’s a truth or another lie...
I don’t care if that king lives to the eternity or if tomorrow dies.
martes, 23 de diciembre de 2008
miércoles, 17 de diciembre de 2008
The Path of Thorns | Chapter VII
-Once upon a time I used to be in the other side of the mirror, seeing the life in colors, tasting the flavor of the breeze, but it’s hard to me to remember, to think about it without miss it
You think I don’t know what it feels like?
I eat pain for breakfast, I been there so many fucking times that I can’t even remember, but even though, I refuse to survive in the valley of deaths, struggling with all that makes us weak and blind our eyes, with or without you I’m going to find the way to get out of here to set again all my demons free
-And then, suddenly a new landlord appears...without fangs to show and howls to heard, without fearless eyes to see, instead of that, he comes to me with his new laws and his manner of speech and brings to my door a piece of paper where I read -"I announce you that your Hell is about to freeze"
-From now on he has becoming in a tasty sheep in a land of wolves, with a sign of “Wanted dead or alive” hanging of his neck-
He still there, looking to the scars on my fists and the big mark of my chest, there’s nothing much to explain, he knows that I’m not just another armless resident
It’s not my problem anymore; I’m packing my bags to hit the road, and even when I know that I could crush his bones with my bare hands, I’m just too tired to fight back and justify my acts, it’s time to let the feast to the shadows who -I believe- still living there, to ripped apart and drink his soul; But there’s no sound, not a whisper at all, I think the stranger got a nice and easy Welcome Home!
Before I forget I let something in the bottom drawer hidden beneath my last and damage hopes; you will find the only demon I left on feet, you know his name and what he eats, it’s there to protect you, he know what to do, like once I used to know it too
I am walking away to this path of thorns, the place where once I called home, passing by the last cloud in the sky, I’m living the last hour of my darkest day to begin the quest for find the pieces what I miss to build my Unfreezing Hell.
You think I don’t know what it feels like?
I eat pain for breakfast, I been there so many fucking times that I can’t even remember, but even though, I refuse to survive in the valley of deaths, struggling with all that makes us weak and blind our eyes, with or without you I’m going to find the way to get out of here to set again all my demons free
-And then, suddenly a new landlord appears...without fangs to show and howls to heard, without fearless eyes to see, instead of that, he comes to me with his new laws and his manner of speech and brings to my door a piece of paper where I read -"I announce you that your Hell is about to freeze"
-From now on he has becoming in a tasty sheep in a land of wolves, with a sign of “Wanted dead or alive” hanging of his neck-
He still there, looking to the scars on my fists and the big mark of my chest, there’s nothing much to explain, he knows that I’m not just another armless resident
It’s not my problem anymore; I’m packing my bags to hit the road, and even when I know that I could crush his bones with my bare hands, I’m just too tired to fight back and justify my acts, it’s time to let the feast to the shadows who -I believe- still living there, to ripped apart and drink his soul; But there’s no sound, not a whisper at all, I think the stranger got a nice and easy Welcome Home!
Before I forget I let something in the bottom drawer hidden beneath my last and damage hopes; you will find the only demon I left on feet, you know his name and what he eats, it’s there to protect you, he know what to do, like once I used to know it too
I am walking away to this path of thorns, the place where once I called home, passing by the last cloud in the sky, I’m living the last hour of my darkest day to begin the quest for find the pieces what I miss to build my Unfreezing Hell.
miércoles, 26 de noviembre de 2008
Farewell | Chapter VI
-I still remember when I saw you with that killer black outfit and the big sunglasses coming down the stairs the first time, I can’t forget your shaking hands and the shy smile.
I still remember almost every encounter we have with so much detail, but now, now my memory starts to fading, a big part of me still wants to remember, but the reason needs to forget, to make me be again what I really am.
I never care of any of my prays, any of them what so ever, till now, till you, and I can’t let that affect me, not now or never, but there’s something about you…something that makes me hold and wait, that makes me want to be there and watch how my kingdom burns to ashes with my consent, there’s something in you, something I can’t explain, a feeling between desire and affection that makes me be in this way, I need to get rid of your spell now when I can, now when it’s to much easier struggle with it, but I can’t kill all the memories even if I want it, I just can’t, It’s not faire, not for me, not for us.
But you have me fighting with the ghost who still lives in you, that big shadow, that rotten memory, that careless and selfish resident who takes all what you have to offer, and left nothing for no one, who doesn’t let you feel again, what sort of power he got in you, to contain all what you are in his fist?, what kind of right he think he have on you to make you worship him and let you fall and fall for him?, I wont waste a tear, even a broken bone for his will, not for him and his selfish will, I’ll do it for you if you ask me, but I know that’s never gonna happen, you aren’t ready yet, and there’s nothing I can do, maybe when you wake up from your deeply nightmare, and leave the shadows who surround you, maybe when you let to this beaten, broken and scarred beast take care of you, maybe when you let me splatter color on your gray…maybe.
Now, I’m gonna reinvent myself, evolve if you want, I’m gonna miss our battles, our “sincere” and armless battles, I still don’t know what it changes, what makes you retreat, what transform what you starting to feel in this, you are already scared of what I maybe could make you feel, I’m not gonna judge you…never, I’m still thinking we are the same thing, we still sharing all what at the beginning makes us speak in the same language, I'll always be your allied and not you enemy, we are the same kind, the same demons in our playground, trying to live in peace and survive to our past, but it’s hard to fight alone with the shadows, try to defeat what you don’t want to be defeated.
From now on I dine alone in hell while it freezes, till you decide to come back and torch the place again like it used to be.
The hunting finally stops, I’m gonna let you recover your breath,
So long my favorite demon, I hope to see you soon, in some point between fantasy and reality I will find you again, fearless and willing to feel.
I still remember almost every encounter we have with so much detail, but now, now my memory starts to fading, a big part of me still wants to remember, but the reason needs to forget, to make me be again what I really am.
I never care of any of my prays, any of them what so ever, till now, till you, and I can’t let that affect me, not now or never, but there’s something about you…something that makes me hold and wait, that makes me want to be there and watch how my kingdom burns to ashes with my consent, there’s something in you, something I can’t explain, a feeling between desire and affection that makes me be in this way, I need to get rid of your spell now when I can, now when it’s to much easier struggle with it, but I can’t kill all the memories even if I want it, I just can’t, It’s not faire, not for me, not for us.
But you have me fighting with the ghost who still lives in you, that big shadow, that rotten memory, that careless and selfish resident who takes all what you have to offer, and left nothing for no one, who doesn’t let you feel again, what sort of power he got in you, to contain all what you are in his fist?, what kind of right he think he have on you to make you worship him and let you fall and fall for him?, I wont waste a tear, even a broken bone for his will, not for him and his selfish will, I’ll do it for you if you ask me, but I know that’s never gonna happen, you aren’t ready yet, and there’s nothing I can do, maybe when you wake up from your deeply nightmare, and leave the shadows who surround you, maybe when you let to this beaten, broken and scarred beast take care of you, maybe when you let me splatter color on your gray…maybe.
Now, I’m gonna reinvent myself, evolve if you want, I’m gonna miss our battles, our “sincere” and armless battles, I still don’t know what it changes, what makes you retreat, what transform what you starting to feel in this, you are already scared of what I maybe could make you feel, I’m not gonna judge you…never, I’m still thinking we are the same thing, we still sharing all what at the beginning makes us speak in the same language, I'll always be your allied and not you enemy, we are the same kind, the same demons in our playground, trying to live in peace and survive to our past, but it’s hard to fight alone with the shadows, try to defeat what you don’t want to be defeated.
From now on I dine alone in hell while it freezes, till you decide to come back and torch the place again like it used to be.
The hunting finally stops, I’m gonna let you recover your breath,
So long my favorite demon, I hope to see you soon, in some point between fantasy and reality I will find you again, fearless and willing to feel.
Full Moon (The Demon's Playground) | Chapter V
-When I’m starting to miss our last encounter, I find you again in my path, you my favorite demon, my nemesis and my alter ego.
Another full moon was the witness of the struggle of our instincts, nothing to lose in both sides, always teasing and playing with fire, and I must say, till now, I never found a better contender then you, a real goddess with sharp claws and a saucy attitude that makes to hell a very comfortable place to live, and we know how great it is to be residents there.
Our struggle never ends, because we never stop fighting, we never give up and take nothing for granted, we are from the lost ones and always be, there’s nothing to we can lose, that’s why I keep around you, wondering when you gonna let me drink of your warrior soul again, And in the end, we always play the same game, the haunting game, it’s incredible how can you took my animal side and make them fall at your will, feel your claws crawling on my skin and your sizzling meow rumble in my ears it’s the only thing that makes me want to destroy my prison of steel. Let’s make this rough for once, chain me to the wall and start to play, I have nothing to lose, everything is already given and waiting to be taken, Let’s play for real and tumble in our flames, till one of us stops breathing, just for a moment, when the grateful agony begins.
You never be able to kill this kind of beast, sometimes you are just like a cat playing with a hank of thread, but you always leave me wounded and asking for more, that's your power and there´s nothing i want to do about it, I’m still can’t understand why I can’t use all my strong in you, why I can’t just swallow you or crush you in my arms, at the end I always try to protect you like if you need that, never mind, this is another chronicle of our armless encounters, what it happens when two singular demons wants to play.
You leave me howling, like you always do, we are even, there’s nothing to reclaim, or too much I can do about it, you are my favorite pray after all.
There’s only one thing I can promise you,
“Next time come closer…and if you do, make sure to bring a leash or a stronger chain with you, it’s just an advice if you want to walk away with all your parts in the same place, I would bite anything you put in front of my cage”
Don’t be shy honney and give a taste of some goddess flesh to this beaten wolf again.
Till the next encounter…
"Welcome to The Demon's Playground.....Welcome to Hell"
Another full moon was the witness of the struggle of our instincts, nothing to lose in both sides, always teasing and playing with fire, and I must say, till now, I never found a better contender then you, a real goddess with sharp claws and a saucy attitude that makes to hell a very comfortable place to live, and we know how great it is to be residents there.
Our struggle never ends, because we never stop fighting, we never give up and take nothing for granted, we are from the lost ones and always be, there’s nothing to we can lose, that’s why I keep around you, wondering when you gonna let me drink of your warrior soul again, And in the end, we always play the same game, the haunting game, it’s incredible how can you took my animal side and make them fall at your will, feel your claws crawling on my skin and your sizzling meow rumble in my ears it’s the only thing that makes me want to destroy my prison of steel. Let’s make this rough for once, chain me to the wall and start to play, I have nothing to lose, everything is already given and waiting to be taken, Let’s play for real and tumble in our flames, till one of us stops breathing, just for a moment, when the grateful agony begins.
You never be able to kill this kind of beast, sometimes you are just like a cat playing with a hank of thread, but you always leave me wounded and asking for more, that's your power and there´s nothing i want to do about it, I’m still can’t understand why I can’t use all my strong in you, why I can’t just swallow you or crush you in my arms, at the end I always try to protect you like if you need that, never mind, this is another chronicle of our armless encounters, what it happens when two singular demons wants to play.
You leave me howling, like you always do, we are even, there’s nothing to reclaim, or too much I can do about it, you are my favorite pray after all.
There’s only one thing I can promise you,
“Next time come closer…and if you do, make sure to bring a leash or a stronger chain with you, it’s just an advice if you want to walk away with all your parts in the same place, I would bite anything you put in front of my cage”
Don’t be shy honney and give a taste of some goddess flesh to this beaten wolf again.
Till the next encounter…
"Welcome to The Demon's Playground.....Welcome to Hell"
martes, 9 de septiembre de 2008
The Funeral Of My Soul | Chapter IV
-Last night was my last day has a human being,
It remains the basic characteristics of what I use to be,
But not a single, clear, identifiable emotion...
When everything seems to falling apart
I rather became some one else,
Some one how doesn’t care about anything,
Some one how takes all and give nothing,
A reaper if you want…
Cause I’ll never be the way I want,
This old ideal must change, evolve.
And in order to accept my new skin,
I shut my self inside
and try to don’t be able to feel,
I close the gates for anyone how wants to watch,
The freak show it’s over.
This is the funeral of my soul
And everyone is invited,
Come to se how my kingdom burns to ashes,
Come and take what ever you want,
I don’t need anything what’s inside.
And when my time arrive
I’ll be ready for built a new empire.
It remains the basic characteristics of what I use to be,
But not a single, clear, identifiable emotion...
When everything seems to falling apart
I rather became some one else,
Some one how doesn’t care about anything,
Some one how takes all and give nothing,
A reaper if you want…
Cause I’ll never be the way I want,
This old ideal must change, evolve.
And in order to accept my new skin,
I shut my self inside
and try to don’t be able to feel,
I close the gates for anyone how wants to watch,
The freak show it’s over.
This is the funeral of my soul
And everyone is invited,
Come to se how my kingdom burns to ashes,
Come and take what ever you want,
I don’t need anything what’s inside.
And when my time arrive
I’ll be ready for built a new empire.
Catharsis | Chapter III
-I’m tired to be the only one who cares…
Tired of be the one who drinks all their pains and sorrows,
Lots of confusions and ghosts to fight,
I leave to much kindness and sweetness on my way…
For what?
It really matters?
I don’t think so…
Not at all…
Not in this life.
Tired of be the one who drinks all their pains and sorrows,
Lots of confusions and ghosts to fight,
I leave to much kindness and sweetness on my way…
For what?
It really matters?
I don’t think so…
Not at all…
Not in this life.
The Encounter | Chapter II
-!!Breath…I repeat to myself…!!Breath….once again
Something just pass trough me in the silent of the night…
I see that coming…But even though,
I just open my arms and enjoy the attack,
I see her face, just for a moment,
just for a glimpse in my eye.
I’m hurt so badly right now…
I forgot how that feels,
is so delicious…so intense…
I can barely move
but I need some more of that.
Ill be honest, I miss that feeling…
That scary and painful feeling, so full of love and desire.
Hit me,
Tie me,
Bite me,
Burn me,
Kiss me,
Set all my demons free,
Carve your name across my back,
You are free to do with me what ever you want.
And even if I easily could crush you in my arms without a fight,
I rather be the victim this time.
Something just pass trough me in the silent of the night…
I see that coming…But even though,
I just open my arms and enjoy the attack,
I see her face, just for a moment,
just for a glimpse in my eye.
I’m hurt so badly right now…
I forgot how that feels,
is so delicious…so intense…
I can barely move
but I need some more of that.
Ill be honest, I miss that feeling…
That scary and painful feeling, so full of love and desire.
Hit me,
Tie me,
Bite me,
Burn me,
Kiss me,
Set all my demons free,
Carve your name across my back,
You are free to do with me what ever you want.
And even if I easily could crush you in my arms without a fight,
I rather be the victim this time.
The First Night | Chapter I
-Someone or something has unlocked my chains,
that cage is no longer my home.
Now i walk again throug the shadows,
and the howls fill the silence of the night.
I’m your shelter, your secret hide,
you know you can always find
a safe place in my arms.
But I keep armouring myself
to avoid the deadly wounds of your words,
you are my poison and my only cure.
I’m a beast again,
and the time to kiss some wrists has arrived...
that cage is no longer my home.
Now i walk again throug the shadows,
and the howls fill the silence of the night.
I’m your shelter, your secret hide,
you know you can always find
a safe place in my arms.
But I keep armouring myself
to avoid the deadly wounds of your words,
you are my poison and my only cure.
I’m a beast again,
and the time to kiss some wrists has arrived...
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