vineri, 11 decembrie 2009

The way music shows us what we feel



Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear
And I can't help but ask myself how much I let the fear
Take the wheel and steer
It's driven me before
And it seems to have a vague, haunting mass appeal
But lately I'm beginning to find that I
Should be the one behind the wheel

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there

So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive
Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive?
It's driven me before
And it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around
But lately I'm beginning to find that
When I drive myself my light is found

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there

Would you choose water over wine
Hold the wheel and drive

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there.

P.S.:
I miss my childhood,
I miss last summer,
I miss the sea,
And with it,all the tears i left on the sand.

joi, 10 decembrie 2009

Mirage of the sunset



In the howlin' wind
Comes a stingin' rain
See it drivin' nails
Into the souls on the tree of pain.

From the firefly
A red orange glow
See the face of fear
Runnin' scared in the valley below.

Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue.

In the locust wind
Comes a rattle and hum.
Jacob wrestled the angel
And the angel was overcome.

You plant a demon seed
You raise a flower of fire.
We see them burnin' crosses
See the flames, higher and higher.

Suit and tie comes up to me
His face red like a rose on a thorn bush
Like all the colours of a royal flush
And he's peelin' off those dollar bills
One hundred, two hundred.

See across the field
See the sky ripped open
See the rain comin' through the gapin' wound
Howlin' the women and children
Who run into the arms,
Of forgetfulness.

Inspiration:
Sepultura-Refuse resist

P.S.:
Don't you just hate it when people pretend,
And don't we all wish for a friend.
IN TIMES OF NEED WE ALL SEARCH FOR ONE,
ONE TO MAKE IT HAPPEN,MAKE IT DONE.

Deserted world




This life is growing shorter,
And all that mortals do is scream and fight.
Hatred reaches the border,
We are doomed to surrender and die at night.

Lovely as it is,to just stop and breathe,
All others seem to run and flee,
Forgetting what they want and need,
Loosing their passion,they fall and knee.

Yet how could I ever repay faith?
How could I be gratefull for the gift of gods?
Is it me or do the stars shine brighter,
Is it Apollo,or can I trully feel the sun in winter's cold?

P.S.:
Like sugar and spice,
Like sushi with rice,
Like cheese to mice,
I think of you as being more than nice.

luni, 7 decembrie 2009

An angel's tear


It seems I can not remain on Earth for too long,
For I have shred the skyes with tears,
And inside,they have awaken...
My fears!

I have been sent to protect those that are in love,
Sent by those beings way above,
To give and to serve,
From the very deeps of my nerve.

Once an angel,now alone,
My heart alive,now covered in stone.
I am just a ghost,
The one that loved the most.

My message to you,sibling of humans,
Is follow your wife silently as time passes,
And heed not,the words of the masses,
Just give in your emotion,let your spirit be free,
Like...me!

Inspiration:
Chop Suey

To die or not to die? (for another)



Today,was a day unlike any day.
It seems that Faith wished to remind me,
Of what is close and how should I feel,
Melting my heart,once made of metal and steel.

I realize that we are all born,
With a sun and a shadow on our back.
Faith gives us the liberty of choosing,
Which ever we want to use and torn.

I do not know whether you,dear reader,
Understand the meaning of obsession or adoration.
If you can tell the difference between these two,
Then tell me which is how and who is who.

P.S.:
I am that mad of this feeling so new,
That i would kill for you.
(My dear)

Inspiration:
Helloween-If i could fly

sâmbătă, 5 decembrie 2009

The beggining(part 2)



I have seen a lot in these 18 years of life.
Also I have felt and loved alike.
Yet never has my body felt such a sun,
Feel it close,making the heart burn.

I'm sick of talking and lies,
Sick of all the people I dispies.
Too few wish to enter maturity,
And even fewer know the limits of absurdity.

Thus,
I ask of you,
Dear reader,
Do you trully know me well,
Or think that I conquer using the same spell?

Do you hate me out of emotion,
Or fear of my devotion?

...

I have thought and rethought all that has past,
I find and curse all of my mistakes,
"We should cherish our mistakes,
Because of them we are what we are now."
(someone recently told me with kindness.)

"I am glad to have ever met you and...
If it were after me,
I'd never want to go home."
(the same person told me)

What I have learned from life,
In 18 years and a half,
Is that love comes and goes,
And that some like giving names to their toes.

P.S.:
Go figure:P

Inspiration:
Soko-Take my heart

marți, 1 decembrie 2009

The begging(part 1)



Time...
Well...time changes.
Time changed the shape of the Earth a couple of times,
It made the monkey be a man,
It made dollars and euros grow high or stand,
And now it's attention falls upon two souls.

Will time rip them into bits and pieces,
Or will they chose to oppose,to refuse,to rezist
The passage between day and night?
Whatever choice they make,
They were cursed at first sight,never to be fake.

This is trully the beggining of a new Era.
Miracles and unseen wonders are bound to appear,
Oracles are held shut,for the future,not even they can hear.
I bring faith inside,and a light filled with hope,
With your essence...I hold on to OUR rope.

Inspiration:
The fray- You found me

P.S.:
A voice in my head,
The voice that thinks he's bread,
Always tells me that time will come,
When all shall be revealed,and she shall be the one!