Y entonces, un árbol de cicatrices
emerge y se desprende de mi alma.
Rojo, como un sistema circulatorio.
Incandescente con el flujo de dolor.
domingo, 24 de noviembre de 2013
"It is wrong to assume that art needs the spectator in order to be. The film runs on without any eyes. The spectator cannot exist without it. It insures his existence." Jim Morrison
jueves, 26 de septiembre de 2013
I want you I've seen your ways Show yourself Better than what you make believe
All I hear Is the sound of sleep Deafening Comfort in the arms of sweet dreams Now, this won't take long We'll rise up again And rewrite these wrongs
I won't do it I've rushed you Patiently Guarding the life that you deceived
I've crawled for you Or so they say We rise to it Fall again into the same dream
You won't have to wait long They'll show up again Make way for the fall
Wake up There's blood in your sweat when you wake up Coward, bloodsucking liar Who you gonna call when you wake up?
See now What you gonna say when you wake up? Beg, you little fucking liar Your head on this chopping board
If this is entertaining I hope you all enjoy the view
Wide awake And still asleep I'm failing this riddle in my head, I I'm failing to get it Can you say? Honestly? Wide awake And still asleep
Don't leave this too long (It won't take long) Tomorrow will come (Hang around) You won't have to wait long (We'll rise up again) It's your day in the sun
They've shown up again They've shown up again They've shown up again They've shown up again
Please wake up!! Please wake up!!
viernes, 17 de mayo de 2013
Sculpt a monument of the now A servant to no wraith To no master I will serve only my will At my table there's no place for your rituals of grace I will drink to myself for I know there's nothing else Words of faith reflect your fear Thinly veiled but far too clear And if my truth shatters yours then be baptized in it's flame
jueves, 11 de abril de 2013
I want to taste dirty, stinging pistol In my mouth, on my tongue I want you to scrape me from the walls And go crazy like you've made me You, you are so special You have the talent to make me feel like dirt And you, you use your talent to dig me under And cover me with dirt
domingo, 7 de abril de 2013
You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you
You let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you
Help me! I broke apart my insides Help me! I’ve got no soul to sell Help me! The only thing that works for me Help me get away from myself I want to fuck you like an animal I want to feel you from the inside I want to fuck you like an animal My whole existence is flawed You get me closer to god You can have my isolation, you can have the hate that it brings You can have my absence of faith, you can have my everything Help me tear down my reason Help me! Its' your sex I can smell Help me! You make me perfect Help me become somebody else
viernes, 22 de marzo de 2013
It was all just a lie, you were so good at leaving your mark and running away. I no longer admire you, the way you burned them all alive, the fire in your eyes!