quinta-feira, 28 de julho de 2011

RITUAL OF LOVE

If you keep awake when you're dreaming
You can hear the noise of the silence squeaking
Reality and dream are the same
Just like the glass and the sand
A drop of water has an universe on its own
The teeth are there thanks to the gum
The skies are always in blues
You cover your feet with your shoes
Our bodies intertwined
The sacred ritual of love
The saddest thing in the world
Is the so called "joyfulness"
It is just an attempt
To hide the life's emptiness.

MISTIC BITCH

Burn in fire pagan slut, blasphemer whore
You despise the words of God, you deserve to die
Repent, and your hands are hacked
Vaginal tissues twitched with a plier
I'll insert the most horrible things into you
A burning candle dripping in your insides
A scorpion to sting the fucking bowels
You'll not bear the brutal pain that will shred your soul
An incision will be made with a scalpel to rip out the guts
Tearing apart, rending the heart
In hell you will burn, never to return
You're laughing now, enjoy the life while you can
Your sorceries won't work, to challenge God is the sure way to lose
Impious soul
Feeble witch
Hateful mould
Mistic bitch

sábado, 2 de julho de 2011

THE SILENCE

The night is coming
To darken my heart
The time is running
To set us apart
I keep my faith in hopeless dreams
Here comes the silence
I wander what all that pain means
I hear nothing but the silence
I will get through that
My confidence has not been slain
The wisdom comes in hard times
The teachings must remain
The winds are blowing
Carrying a brand new age
My soul is burning
Longing to get out of the cage
Here comes the silence
It's time to break away
Here comes the silence
No way to get away