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quarta-feira, 30 de junho de 2010

Desabafo

Falei muitas vezes que eu nunca quis ser possuída
Desejei por vezes que isso nunca durasse
Prazeirosa viagem entorpecente
Palavras tão duras quanto seu significado
Não vale a pena me sujar com pouco sangue
Um corte na garganta a cada grito
Lágrimas ardentes quando escorrem ao rosto
Confissões para o espaço
O céu azul que se torna cinza
Cega para a distancia entre as mãos e estrelas
Tentei tantas vezes explicar, inutilmente
Mas quando os sons atingirem as paredes
Você estará escutando a canção
Marcando a opção "repeat"
Encostado na parede do banheiro, as palavras ecoarão
Tarde demais para ver o quanto foi rápido
Doce, minha doce entorpecência
Que ainda arde em mim
Mesmo que não cause mais efeito
Absolvido superficialmente
O grito rompendo os sentidos, os vidros
O grito que ainda arde
E ainda sim, meu desabafo.

sábado, 26 de junho de 2010

Beneath Me

I must see the end before to born
The fever burns me as the sun is cold
You'll never touch these things I hide
When blood is all so like gold

And as the waves flow
I've seen tomorrow passing fast
I was about to say the name of life
I was about to do it twice

I accept myself as a human
No matter how many gods will possess me
If I can't feel, then they're not real
And I'm waiting for the history beneath me

I've lost myself in the hand you've gave
So fertile as the valleys of the city
Maybe a heart, a face to crave
Something to bring me reality

But the day
The whole pray
Holy heart of loss
The first day
It's a mistake
That you love most

sexta-feira, 11 de junho de 2010

Undecided

I'm hung in a slack rope
Which everyone calls it hope
Thousand feet from your ground
I never lived the way that you live

I never really celebrated the pain
And judgments are wasting me

And as the days goes on, I feel unjustify
I may have lied about my beliefs
The more it's clean, I just can't see
A way to not feel undecided

I've been running with the time
To make it mine forever
From both of us, I became
The more emergencial taste
But maybe you are undecided

I'm walking in a road
Which is also called hope
A dark dead-end street
I wander through wonders
I reach the light when it blinds me
But then again, I don't know your name

I just don't know what to believe it
'cause my faith is already gone
You're running the more you can
Understanding what you can't understand
But still I feel undecided

segunda-feira, 7 de junho de 2010

Evil First Lady


Girl is an iron maiden
And she proved her own faith
On her back, between her legs
Beautiful face with bloodstains
Tell me what Eve has given you
That Mrs. Madalaine would be jealousy
Two thousand years and you're undone
Selling yourself in pieces for some visibility

The whole crowd is feeling ashamed
Of your dirty whips and chains

We have an evil first lady in a chair
Running in despair
Helping Mr. President to spare the pain
Oh, evil first lady what can you give us?
Before you give up
Stupid dreamer looking for a name
Stay away from me

Girl is a dirty moth
And the more she proved her faith
Her back is broken, legs are still open
Beautiful animal bitterly tamed
Eve seems to condemn her womb
But Mrs. Madalaine has a standing ovation
Some months and you're still undone
Your parts are stucked in alienation

The whole crowd is laughing in relief
For the fall of a corrupted belief

segunda-feira, 31 de maio de 2010

Carry On

Long years 'til here
A long and twisted way
Corrupted faith in tears
Blinding the view away

Holy saint with two fates in hand
Suddenly I decided to take what's mine
Torturating pain, I'll breathe again
I pray for my words and eyes

Straight to you
Running straight to you
What made fantasy undo
I'm not afraid of you

I'm just
Moving on, moving along
I may never see the sun
But I'm just
Moving on, moving along
Carrying on

Holy angel with four wings
We're flying free since then
Old season winds of a cold spring
High hopes until I leave them

Straight to me
Running straight to me
A continual sea
I'm not afraid of me

And in a tide of remembering
So sick of swimming in vain
In an ultimate memory
I'm not afraid of pain

terça-feira, 25 de maio de 2010

Devaneio

Por debaixo de sua estupidez
Por baixo mais uma vez
Repetidamente fora do ar
Difícil seria não gritar
Pânico enquanto explode
Batendo as janelas antes que alguém acorde
Mas eu prefiro que isso corroa seus pensamentos
Assim você não me pertubaria com seus tormentos
Repetidamente fora de controle
Esperando que a situação estoure
Vozes dizem que não fui convidada
Mas que se dane, eu estou congelada
Novamente, repetidamente
Intácta
Parada
Estabilizada
Sob controle - Fora
Dentro e fora de um sonho bom
Repetindo aquele mesmo tom
Uma mudança somente minha
Uma flor engolida por ervas daninhas
Martelando e estourando sua, minha cabeça
Algo que está exigindo que eu adoeça
Livre de nostalgia
Insegura para enfrentar o dia
Todos, nada
Fora de casa
Então eu espero que isso te, me corroa
Decapitada por minha própria coroa

quinta-feira, 20 de maio de 2010

Moonshine

It's safe to say the deal was broken
Now that i'm spiting my world out loud
I can't say 'til when the door will be open
Now that faith has never comes around

The warm was made so much deep
The core is saved but the heart will bleed

Please, bring me the moonshine
To cover these damn hard times
If we all are praying for a direction sign
But I'm sure someday you'll break the tide

I think I've never enjoyed the bright days
When the time bited me on my neck
It's too soon to guess what's real or fake
I gotta believe you'll bring destiny back

Maybe you should think twice before let it go
And remember the sun is gone so long ago

Baby, I'm still waiting for the moonshine
It seems fun to go for a nocturne ride
You never told me sleepwalkers could lie
But I'm sure that you'll be fine

Are you still looking for the moonshine
The days won't stop passing by
Then baby, just stare me in the eye
Cause I can't say how you sleep at night