sexta-feira, junho 29, 2012



(há golos que nos catapultam para a felicidade. há apitos nos abandonam à tristeza. continuam a haver cabeçalhos que cavam a nossa campa. mas continuam a haver imagens que nos arrepiam.)

segunda-feira, junho 25, 2012

Son Song



"Sometimes I don't
want to face life
Sometimes I feel empty inside
But every moment is precious
And everyone will turn to dust

Dust myself up
and I scream at the sky
It's been so hard
but I can't let it die
Turn my head up,
looking at the stars
So many years,
I still wonder where you are?
Dust myself up
and I scream at the sky
It's been so hard
and I ask myself why?
Turn my head up,
Looking at the sun
Waited so long,
it's time to move on, move on


Look at the sun,
look at the sky
Another day, another sign
And every moment is precious
And everything will turn to dust


Dust myself up
and I scream at the sky
It's been so hard
but I can't let it die
Turn my head up,
looking at the stars
So many years,
I still wonder where you are?
Dust myself up
and I scream at the sky
Every day I ask myself why?
So much pain pouring from inside
Above me I feel the spirit fly."

quinta-feira, junho 21, 2012

Black Tongue



"You own the darkness
And taken my sight
You buried the stars underground
You've stolen the night

You can run to the sea
You can run to the forest
You can hide
But you'll never escape!

You've run out of lies!
You've run out of time !"



 
(a língua preta apodrece nos dentes corroídos de úlceras. tens mentiras reclusas da tua ganância. homem e mulher, santo e besta assistem e riem  do teu volte-face. os filhos do macabro morrerão sem saber que o progenitor beijou os pés do Olimpo)

quarta-feira, junho 20, 2012

homem de cristal

o corpo maciço termina em extremidades frágeis. que se fragmentam quando chocam com a realidade. quando a correm e quando a esmurram. no topo, uma cabeça inexistente, onde deveria existir. como sobrevive é uma incógnita, mas sobrevive. talvez pense com o corpo, talvez sinta com o coração. talvez seja um verdadeiro tanque de sobrevivência. condenado a estilhaçar-se, vezes sem conta, vez após vez, quando choca com a realidade, mantendo inteiro, mas rachado, o núcleo duro. o seu método é o instinto, e não a razão. e por esse instinto reconhece estar condenado pela evolução, pois a evolução, sente-o, faz-se de quem se pode adpatar. e apesar de estar adaptado, não consegue evitar o facto de não ser adaptável. a História, da qual é um produto como a realidade que lhe dilacera os membros, passa por cima de si o seu rolo compressor e não esmagará. deixá-lo-á para trás, maciço, esquecido, amputado e só.

terça-feira, junho 19, 2012

pleased to meet you? who the fuck are you?

"I can't believe how stupid you must be To follow everything that you read, hear, and see You could never walk the path that I walk You're too afraid of the risk involved because I'm - TUI, as long as I'm still alive I live to spite you Realize that I'm not one of your kind I'm nothing like you You shake my hand Say, "Pleased to meet you" Look me in the eye I don't believe you!"

quinta-feira, junho 14, 2012

quarta-feira, junho 06, 2012

Give It All



"Break through the undertow, your hands I can't seem to find,
Pollution burns my tongue, cough words I can't speak so I

Stop my struggling, then I float to the surface,
Fill my lungs with air, then let it out

I give it all, now there's a reason why I sing,
So give it all, and it's these reasons that belong to me

Rock bottoms where we live, and still we dig these trenches,
To bury ourselves in them, backs breaking under tension

For far too long these voices, muffled by distances,
It's time to come to our senses, up from the dirt

We give it all, now there's a reason why I sing,
So give it all, and it's these reasons that belong to me

Breathe (breathe), the air we give (give), the life we live (live), our pulses racing distances,
(breathe) so wet my tongue (give), break into song (live), through seas of competition

So please believe your eyes, a sacrifice,
Is not what we had in our minds,
I'm coming home tonight, home tonight

We give it all, now there's a reason why I sing,
So give it all, and it's these reasons that belong to me

Today I offer all myself to this I'm living for my dying wish,
I give it all, now there's a reason, there's a reason, to give it all"