domingo, 27 de março de 2011

Sobre algo em doze do seis.

“Muda o tempo, muda a cor,você muda
Cai a chuva, cai a noite, você chora
Tudo conforme a humanidade programa
Diante esse tempo dominador
Palavras confusas, conversas ousadas
Idéias completamente difundidas em absurdos completamente normais
Frases, textos e poemas
Risadas, passos largos, você volta
Então se olha no espelho, olha pro mundo
Padrões distorcidos, orgulho ferido
Sentar e não compreender
Voltar a chorar e apenas beber
Mas mesmo diante de tudo isso, seguimos em frente
Olhar para um futuro e quem sabe viver.”
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terça-feira, 15 de março de 2011

Monolith

Stone Sour

Is this wrong of me? I've come so far, so fast
I'm in the dark about a lot of things
Seems so real - TO ME!
I'VE CONSECRATED!
I WISH THAT I COULD HATE IT
I SAW MY BLOODY HANDS COME CLEAN... BEFORE MY EYES!

And I hear my wants and needs again, can you help me?
And I hear a different kind again, someone stop me
And I feel the strain inside my mind, am I crazy?
And I need to shed my skin, reveal this monolith within

Visions plague my dreams - oh God, what beast did this?
I couldn't have... oh Jesus, I just don't know
What's inside - OF ME?
I'VE DESECRATED!
MY GOD, I LOVE TO HATE IT!
MY HANDS ARE BLOODY AGAIN, THERE'S NO REASON WHY!

And I hear my wants and needs again, can you help me?
And I hear a different kind again, someone stop me
And I feel the strain inside my mind, am I crazy?
And I need to shed my skin, reveal this monolith within


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