Apesar do calor lá fora sinto-me gelada por dentro... Paralisada pelo medo fecho-me em mim afastando todos aqueles que se querem aproximar. Como se tivesse sido apanhada numa teia em que, quanto mais me tento libertar, mais me sinto presa.
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Monday, August 28, 2006
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Thursday, August 24, 2006
From the Cradle to Enslave
"Two thousand fattened years like maniacs
Have despoiled our common grave
Now what necrophagous Second Coming backs
From the cradle to enslave?
Sickle constellations
Stud the belts that welt the sky
Whilst the bitter winter moon
Prowls the cloud, dead-eyed
Like shifting parent flesh
Under silk matricide...
Watchful as she was upon Eden
Where every rose arbour and orchard she swept
Hid the hissing of a serpent Libido
In an ancient tryst with catastrophe
Soon the be kept
Hear that hissing now on the breeze
As through the plundered groves of the carnal garden
A fresh horror blows but ten billion souls
Are blind to see the rotting wood for the trees
This is the theme to a better Armageddon
Nightchords rake the heavens
PAN DAEMON AEAON
And what use are prayers to that god?
As devils bay concensus for the space to piss
On your smouldering faith
And the mouldering face
Of this world long a paradise lost
This is the end of everything
Hear the growing chora that a new dawn shall bring
Danse macabre 'neath the tilt of the zodiac
Now brighter stars shall reflect on our fate
What sick nativities will be freed when those lights burn black?
The darkside of the mirror always threw our malice back...
I see the serpentine in your eyes
The nature of the beast as revelations arrive
Our screams shall trail to Angels
For those damned in flames repay
All sinners lose their lot on Judgement Day
We should have cut our looses as at Calvary
But our hearts like heavy crosses held the vain belief
Salvation, like a promised nation
Gleamed a claim away...
This is the end of everything you have ever known
Buried like vanquished reason
Death is season
Drive like the drifting snow
Peace, a fragile lover, left us fantasising war
On our knees or another f**ker's shore
Heiling new flesh
Read, then roared
To a crooked cross and a Holy Cause
What else be whipped to frenzy for?
This is the end of everything
Rear the tragedies
That the Seraphim shall sing
Old adversaries
Next to Eve
Now they're clawing back
I smell their cumming
As through webbed panes of meat
Led by hoary Death
They never left
Dreaming sodomies
To impress on human failure
When we've bled upon our knees
Tablatures of gravel law
Shall see Gehennah paved
When empires fall
And nightmares crawl
From the cradle to enslave....
This is the end of everything"
Cradle of Filth- From the Cradle to Enslave
Have despoiled our common grave
Now what necrophagous Second Coming backs
From the cradle to enslave?
Sickle constellations
Stud the belts that welt the sky
Whilst the bitter winter moon
Prowls the cloud, dead-eyed
Like shifting parent flesh
Under silk matricide...
Watchful as she was upon Eden
Where every rose arbour and orchard she swept
Hid the hissing of a serpent Libido
In an ancient tryst with catastrophe
Soon the be kept
Hear that hissing now on the breeze
As through the plundered groves of the carnal garden
A fresh horror blows but ten billion souls
Are blind to see the rotting wood for the trees
This is the theme to a better Armageddon
Nightchords rake the heavens
PAN DAEMON AEAON
And what use are prayers to that god?
As devils bay concensus for the space to piss
On your smouldering faith
And the mouldering face
Of this world long a paradise lost
This is the end of everything
Hear the growing chora that a new dawn shall bring
Danse macabre 'neath the tilt of the zodiac
Now brighter stars shall reflect on our fate
What sick nativities will be freed when those lights burn black?
The darkside of the mirror always threw our malice back...
I see the serpentine in your eyes
The nature of the beast as revelations arrive
Our screams shall trail to Angels
For those damned in flames repay
All sinners lose their lot on Judgement Day
We should have cut our looses as at Calvary
But our hearts like heavy crosses held the vain belief
Salvation, like a promised nation
Gleamed a claim away...
This is the end of everything you have ever known
Buried like vanquished reason
Death is season
Drive like the drifting snow
Peace, a fragile lover, left us fantasising war
On our knees or another f**ker's shore
Heiling new flesh
Read, then roared
To a crooked cross and a Holy Cause
What else be whipped to frenzy for?
This is the end of everything
Rear the tragedies
That the Seraphim shall sing
Old adversaries
Next to Eve
Now they're clawing back
I smell their cumming
As through webbed panes of meat
Led by hoary Death
They never left
Dreaming sodomies
To impress on human failure
When we've bled upon our knees
Tablatures of gravel law
Shall see Gehennah paved
When empires fall
And nightmares crawl
From the cradle to enslave....
This is the end of everything"
Cradle of Filth- From the Cradle to Enslave
It Shines
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
In Hell
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Wasted Years
"From the coast of gold, across the seven seas
I'm travellin' on, far and wide
But now it seems, I'm just a stranger to myself
And all the things I sometimes do, it isn't me but
someone else
I close my eyes, and think of home
Another city goes by in the night
Ain't it funny how it is, you never miss it 'til it's
gone away
And my heart is lying there and will be 'til my
dying day
So understand
Don't waste your time always searching for
those wasted years
Face up... make your stand
And realise you're living in the golden years
Too much time on my hands, I got you on my mind
Can't ease this pain, so easily
When you can't find the words to say it's hard to
make it through another day
And it makes me wanna cry and throw my
hands up to the sky
So understand
Don't waste your time always searching for
those wasted years
Face up... make your stand
And realise you're living in the golden years"
Iron Maiden- Wasted Years
I'm travellin' on, far and wide
But now it seems, I'm just a stranger to myself
And all the things I sometimes do, it isn't me but
someone else
I close my eyes, and think of home
Another city goes by in the night
Ain't it funny how it is, you never miss it 'til it's
gone away
And my heart is lying there and will be 'til my
dying day
So understand
Don't waste your time always searching for
those wasted years
Face up... make your stand
And realise you're living in the golden years
Too much time on my hands, I got you on my mind
Can't ease this pain, so easily
When you can't find the words to say it's hard to
make it through another day
And it makes me wanna cry and throw my
hands up to the sky
So understand
Don't waste your time always searching for
those wasted years
Face up... make your stand
And realise you're living in the golden years"
Iron Maiden- Wasted Years
Sunday, August 20, 2006
Remember
"Remember!
Once it was ours
We have waited forever
We are to blame
For once it was ours
Remember!"
Moonspell- Once it was Ours!
Once it was ours
We have waited forever
We are to blame
For once it was ours
Remember!"
Moonspell- Once it was Ours!
It's a Question of Lust
"Fragile
Like a baby in your arms
Be gentle with me
I'd never willingly
Do you harm
Apologies
Are all you ever seem to get from me
But just like a child
You make me smile
When you care for me
And you know...
It's a question of lust
It's a question of trust
It's a question of not letting
What we've built up
Crumble to dust
It is all of these things and more
That keep us together
Independence
Is still important for us though (we realise)
It's easy to make
The stupid mistake
Of letting go (do you know what I mean)
My weakness
You know each and every one (it frightens me)
But I need to drink
More than you seem to think
Before I'm anyone's
And you know...
It's a question of lust
It's a question of trust
It's a question of not letting
What we've built up
Crumble to dust
It is all of these things and more
That keep us together
Kiss me goodbye
When I'm on my own
But you know that I'd
Rather be home
It's a question of lust
It's a question of trust
It's a question of not letting
What we've built up
Crumble to dust
It is all of these things and more
That keep us together"
Depeche Mode- It's a Question of Lust
P.S.- Desculpa o abuso...
Foolish Games
"You took your coat off and stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that.
And I watched from my window,
Always felt I was outside looking in on you.
You're always the mysterious one with
Dark eyes and careless hair,
You were fashionably sensitive
But too cool to care.
You stood in my doorway, with nothing to say
Besides some comment on the weather.
Well in case you failed to notice,
In case you failed to see,
This is my heart bleeding before you,
This is me down on my knees, and...
These foolish games are tearing me apart,
And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart.
You're breaking my heart.
You're always brilliant in the morning,
Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee.
Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you.
You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones
As I clumsily strummed my guitar.
You'd teach me of honest things,
Things that were daring, things that were clean.
Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean.
I hid my soiled hands behind my back.
Somewhere along the line, I must've gone
Off track with you.
Well, excuse me, guess I've mistaken you for somebody else,
Somebody who gave a damn,
Somebody more like myself.
You took your coat off,
Stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that."
Jewel- Foolish Games
You're always crazy like that.
And I watched from my window,
Always felt I was outside looking in on you.
You're always the mysterious one with
Dark eyes and careless hair,
You were fashionably sensitive
But too cool to care.
You stood in my doorway, with nothing to say
Besides some comment on the weather.
Well in case you failed to notice,
In case you failed to see,
This is my heart bleeding before you,
This is me down on my knees, and...
These foolish games are tearing me apart,
And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart.
You're breaking my heart.
You're always brilliant in the morning,
Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee.
Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you.
You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones
As I clumsily strummed my guitar.
You'd teach me of honest things,
Things that were daring, things that were clean.
Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean.
I hid my soiled hands behind my back.
Somewhere along the line, I must've gone
Off track with you.
Well, excuse me, guess I've mistaken you for somebody else,
Somebody who gave a damn,
Somebody more like myself.
You took your coat off,
Stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that."
Jewel- Foolish Games
Hope Renewed
Há sempre uma esperança renovada com o nascer de um novo dia... É preciso é que a luz do sol brilhe no nosso interior; não tem que ser a luz do dia mas o ânimo que devemos tentar dar à nossa alma ferida. Como a fénix, há sempre uma forma de renascer.
Saturday, August 19, 2006
Mute
"Approach and try to live me backwards
then without looking behind
surviving is somewhat confusing
although I never mind
surviving is somewhat confusing
although I never mind
if only silence could ever talk
how loud will be the voice
of this sincerely yours, violently yours
without you I am mute
without you, raped and nude
(without you) [No] (while you are the) one can touch me like I do
If only you could crawl by yourself
and release me from all your weight
If only you could crawl by yourself
and release me from all your weight
would I still love you to the point of hate?
Cherish my guilt and then juggle with it
that paper Jesus on your bedroom wall
will bleed us to redeem
(will bleed us to redeem)
(will bleed us to redeem)
Without you I am mute
without you, raped and nude,
(Without you) [no] (while you are the) one can hurt me like you do
I want to know how it feels
to proceed without sharing it
your devil disguise is breaking
your face is now so crude
conscious blind and deaf and mute
conscious blind and deaf and mute
it is the only way to be just near of you
it is the only way to show myself to you
Without you I am mute
raped and nude, without you..."
Moonspell- Mute
P.S.- This is how I feel today...
Note: the picture; she also had a secret...
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Desejo
"O desejo profundo, o desejo mais real é aquele de se aproximar de alguém. A parti daí, começam a ocorrer as reacções, o homem e a mulher entram em jogo, mas o que acontece antes - a atracção que os juntou - é impossível de explicar. É o desejo intocável, no seu estado puro.
Quando o desejo ainda está nesse estado puro, homem e mulher apaixonam-se pela vida, vivem cada momento com reverência, e conscientemente, sempre à espera do momento certo para celebrar a próxima benção.
Pessoas assim não têm pressa, não precipitam os acontecimentos com acções inconscientes. Elas sabem que o inevitável se manifestará, que o verdadeiro encontra sempre uma forma de se mostrar. Quando chega o momento, elas não hesitam, não perdem uma oportunidade, não deixam passar nenhum momento mágico, porque respeitam a importância de cada segundo."
Quando o desejo ainda está nesse estado puro, homem e mulher apaixonam-se pela vida, vivem cada momento com reverência, e conscientemente, sempre à espera do momento certo para celebrar a próxima benção.
Pessoas assim não têm pressa, não precipitam os acontecimentos com acções inconscientes. Elas sabem que o inevitável se manifestará, que o verdadeiro encontra sempre uma forma de se mostrar. Quando chega o momento, elas não hesitam, não perdem uma oportunidade, não deixam passar nenhum momento mágico, porque respeitam a importância de cada segundo."
Paulo Coelho- Onze Minutos
Monday, August 14, 2006
Exploding
I feel like my head is exploding! Don't know what to do anymore... Need something for this pain...
Thursday, August 10, 2006
Memories
"In this world you tried
Not leaving me alone behind
There's no other way
I'll pray to the gods: let him stay
The memories ease the pain inside
Now I know why
All of my memories
Keep you near
In silent moments
Imagine you'd be here
All of my memories
Keep you near
The silent whispers, silent tears
Made me promise I'd try
To find my way back in this life
I hope there is away
To give me a sign you're okay
Reminds me again
It's worth it all
So I can go home
All of my memories
Keep you near
In silent moments
Imagine you'd be here
All of my memories
Keep you near
The silent whispers, silent tears
Together in all these memories
I see your smile
All the memories I hold dear
Darling you know I love you till the end of time
All of my memories
Keep you near
In silent moments
Imagine you'd be here
All of my memories
Keep you near
The silent whispers, silent tears"
Within Temptation- Memories
P.S.- Para sempre a actuação dos Within no SBSR ficará na minha memória; esta música em particular (Eye: you know why). Mais uma vez obrigado a todos os amigos que me aturaram no SBSR; eles sabem quem são. Para eles um beijo especial...
There's no other way
I'll pray to the gods: let him stay
The memories ease the pain inside
Now I know why
All of my memories
Keep you near
In silent moments
Imagine you'd be here
All of my memories
Keep you near
The silent whispers, silent tears
Made me promise I'd try
To find my way back in this life
I hope there is away
To give me a sign you're okay
Reminds me again
It's worth it all
So I can go home
All of my memories
Keep you near
In silent moments
Imagine you'd be here
All of my memories
Keep you near
The silent whispers, silent tears
Together in all these memories
I see your smile
All the memories I hold dear
Darling you know I love you till the end of time
All of my memories
Keep you near
In silent moments
Imagine you'd be here
All of my memories
Keep you near
The silent whispers, silent tears"
Within Temptation- Memories
P.S.- Para sempre a actuação dos Within no SBSR ficará na minha memória; esta música em particular (Eye: you know why). Mais uma vez obrigado a todos os amigos que me aturaram no SBSR; eles sabem quem são. Para eles um beijo especial...
Futuro Próximo
O futuro é ainda desconhecido. A vida meia volta apresenta-nos algo inesperado; surpresas boas e más. Devemos aprender com as más e disfrutar das boas intensamente e não podemos perder nunca a esperança... Temos que saber "largar" algumas coisas, seguir em frente e ter coragem e serenidade de fazer mudanças quando é preciso. Renovar a alma e recuperar energias; deixar a janela sempre aberta para permitir a entrada da "luz"!
P.S.- Quase de partida para uma nova aventura... ;) Volto em breve e obrigada a todos aqueles que têm estado presentes.
Wasteland
"There's a crystal view from my window
Heaven and Hell, I know them well
And I can see years to come
I live for the burn and the sting of pleasure
I live for the sword, the steel, and the gun
I can tear down the walls, storm them barricades
Run to the place where the frightened crawl
Desire lurks beyond good and evil
So dance on the graves where the hammer falls
Over this land
All over this wasteland
Over this land
All over this wasteland
You can touch, but please keep your distance
You're innocent and pure and with no shame
The spirit is willing, and the flesh is great
Your teasing your torment with the pleasure of pain
I live for the burn and the sting of pleasure
I live for the sword, the steel, and the gun
I can tear down the walls, storm them barricades
Run to the place where the frightened crawl
Desire lurks beyond good and evil
So dance on the graves where the hammer falls
Over this land
All over this wasteland
Over this land
All over this wasteland
You can touch, but please keep your distance
You're innocent and pure and with no shame
The spirit is willing, and the flesh is great
Your teasing your torment with the pleasure of pain
Over this land
All over this wasteland
Over this land
All over this wasteland
Heaven and Hell, I know them well
But I haven't yet made my choice
I'm feeling dead 'cause I'm shouting loud
And NO ONE can hear my voice
Walking the tightwire, can't look down
Strung out high, above you all
Faithful wind blows through this land
Howls my name, Hell is my fall.
Over this land
All over this wasteland
Over this land
All over this wasteland"
The Mission- Wasteland
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Super Hero
You Are Elektra |
There's really no superhero with more style than you. Because who could beat being sexy assasin ninja? |
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