jueves, 6 de noviembre de 2008

The Power Of Suggestion

All eyes on the system placed before you.
no time for an explanation.
Deceitful. Why we dance in (these circles)
if you listen
close enough
Doesn't it feel like a broken record
slicing through the skin?
the sound has been over played and overrated
but the dance sure takes a long time don't it?
We go round and round.
Forget the heart, the life, the scene, the stage, the sound.
We go all round on display
I quess the powers that we will see
it's time to make our decision and if you listen
close enough...
Doesn't it feel like a broken record?
Slicing through the skin
the sound has been over played and overrated
and do I exist to satisfy you
and satisfy nothing
I'm right here and I hoping to be something,
to mean something to somebody at all.
but it's the same old song, one dance
with the same old song.
Same old song...

Doesn't it feel like a broken record, a broken record?
I exist to satisfy you, to satisfy nothing!
Fear steers progress...
but right know I'm hoping to be something
that means something to somebody at all!
But it's same old song.


.- Sinch

lunes, 22 de septiembre de 2008

Snuff

Bury all your secrets in my skin
Come away with innocence, and leave me with my sins
The air around me still feels like a cage
And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again…

So if you love me, let me go. And run away before I know.
My heart is just too dark to care. I can't destroy what isn't there.
Deliver me into my Fate - If I'm alone I cannot hate
I don't deserve to have you…
My smile was taken long ago / If I can change I hope I never know

I still press your letters to my lips
And cherish them in parts of me that savor every kiss
I couldn't face a life without your light
But all of that was ripped apart… when you refused to fight

So save your breath, I will not hear. I think I made it very clear.
You couldn't hate enough to love. Is that supposed to be enough?
I only wish you weren't my friend. Then I could hurt you in the end.
I never claimed to be a Saint…
My own was banished long ago / It took the Death of Hope to let you go

So Break Yourself Against My Stones
And Spit Your Pity In My Soul
You Never Needed Any Help
You Sold Me Out To Save Yourself
And I Won't Listen To Your Shame
You Ran Away - You're All The Same
Angels Lie To Keep Control…
My Love Was Punished Long Ago
If You Still Care, Don't Ever Let Me Know
If you still care, don't ever let me know…

by Slipknot.


viernes, 19 de septiembre de 2008

I am just a worthless liar



There's a shadow just behind me
Shrouding every step I take
Making every promise empty
Pointing every finger at me

Waiting like a stalking butler
Who upon the finger rests
Murder now the path called "must we"
Just before the son has come

Jesus, won't you f**king whistle
Something but the past and done?
Jesus, won't you f**king whistle
Something but the past and done?

Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start this over
Why can't we drink forever?
I just want to start this over

I am just a worthless liar
I am just an imbecile
I will only complicate you
Trust in me and fall as well

I will find a center in you
I will chew it up and leave
I will work to elevate you
Just enough to bring you down

Mother Mary won't you whisper
Something but what's past and done? [x2]

Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start things over
Why can't we sleep forever?
I just want to start this over

I am just a worthless liar
I am just an imbecile
I will only complicate you
Trust in me and fall as well

I will find a center in you
I will chew it up and leave
Trust me [x5]

Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start things over
Why can't we sleep forever?
I just want to start this over

I want what I want [x4]

jueves, 4 de septiembre de 2008

Medio alcoholico melancolico

En estos dias oscuros se me ha olvidado quien soy yo
Si somos mil o somos dos, si somos tu si somos yo
Un tonto en el infinito, llorando deshidratado
Un moribundo tranquilo, un condenado salvado.

Un Loco medio alcoholico, un poco melancolico
Un Lobo solitario, Un animal mal herido
Un tanto paranoico, 100% molido
Un Loco medio alcoholico, Un poco melancolico
Un Loco medio alcoholico Un poco melancolico

En estos dias oscuros se me ha olvidado quien soy yo
Si somos mil o somos dos, si somos tu si somos yo
Un gato solo en el balcon siempre caia parado
Se le olvido como caer de pie se desplomo como un plomo

Un Loco medio alcoholico, un poco melancolico
Un Lobo solitario, Un animal mal herido
Un tanto paranoico, 100% molido
Un Loco medio alcoholico, Un poco melancolico
Un Loco medio alcoholico Un poco melancolico

En estos dias oscuros uohohhhhhh
Se me olvidado quien soy yo!





viernes, 29 de agosto de 2008

The unrequited dream, the song that no one sings, the unattainable.




She seemed dressed in all of me,
stretched across my shame.
All the torments and the pain,
leak through and covered me.
I'd do anything to have her to myself,
just to have her for myself.
Now I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do
When she makes me sad.

She is everything to me, the unrequited dream,
the song that no one sings, the unattainable.
She's a myth that I have to believe in,
all I need to make it real is one more reason.

I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to do
When she makes me sad.

But I won't let this build up inside of me,
I won't let this build up inside of me,
I won't let this build up inside of me,
I won't let this build up inside of me.

A catch in my throat,
Choke,
Torn into pieces,
I won't,
no,
I don't want to be this,
But I won't let this build up inside of me,
I won't let this build up inside of me,
I won't let this build up inside of me,
I won't let this build up inside of me.

She isn't real,
I can't make her real.
She isn't real,
I can't make her real.

lunes, 18 de agosto de 2008

Descontinuacion sin tildes y faltas de ortografia verciculo 1

recaido enun completovacio dentro del canal22 sintiendome cada diamas cansado
soyun caminante sonambulo aquatico con recelos bordados en faltas de tildes y enies.
imaginacion corchadatapadaensuciadabloqueadadada


foxtvsyndrome foxtvsyndrome foxtvsyndomre foxtvsyndorme fox tvsyndorme


preocupaciones calladas con melatonina continua queno me deja soniar
series estupidamente incipidas con savor a vomito de jugodenaranja
nomedejanparar este sentimeinto deculpa ypeso sobreloque es basicamente nulosucioobscuro
migarganta se sientesola misdedosno sientennada masque unlindo axolote
barriga llena barriga contenta se razga con todas estas faltas de ortografia

complacido complaciente complasco lo que se debe, complacido complasco si mecomplace ysinono
dolores descomunales dentroyfuera de miimaginacion
conciertos sobrenaturales de paisajes a mi alrededor
teniendo sentido teniendo sentido teniendo sentido

y
siya
no
tengo que decir
nadapara subir
sobre la tormenta
que se puede auto
concebir?
y siyano tengo un
problema mas para poder
mentir?

medias sucias en polvo de
no dar dosmedios, me pica me
pica el suenio y la enie y el dedo.
sin dormir no se puede masqueun
dia no seppuede masque undia yya

cxitante olor repulsivo me llena con
ganas distantes decuatro lenguas salidas
me enfoco en sensaciones venerias yenun
cargo de conciencia infinito causado por mis
faltas de ortografia. negrita cursiva borrarf






complacido complaciente
complasco lo que se debe, complacido complasco
si mecomplace y si no no
dolores
descomunales
dentro y fuera de mi imaginacion


fuera de mi
fuera de mi
preocupado

aburrimiento y preocupacion semezclan basicamente en el medio de todos los insultos ortograficos dentro deestaobra dictograficamente intelectualizada e ironicamente popularizada con el unico proposito de calmar las ansias anciosas ancioliticas de mi tarde aburrida y constructurlizada enel medio de un millon delapalabras inventadas y sindromes deperrdida de cordura conocimiento digestion y originalidad.




zapatito cochinito zapatito mi piezito, sapatito sapotito, sapo
zapatitocochinito zapatito cochinito zapatito tito.
FOXTVSYNDROME

lunes, 30 de junio de 2008

Morir Matando

La oración del padre
General McArthur



Dame, oh Señor, un hijo que sea lo bastante fuerte para saber cuando es débil, y lo bastante valeroso para enfrentarse consigo mismo cuando sienta miedo; un hijo que sea orgulloso e inflexible en la derrota honrada, y humilde y magnánimo en la victoria.
Dame un hijo que nunca doble la espalda cuando deba erguir el pecho; un hijo que sepa conocerte a Ti... y conocerse a sí mismo, que es la piedra fundamental de todo conocimiento.

Condúcelo, te lo ruego, no por el camino cómodo y fácil, sino por el camino áspero, aguijoneado por las dificultades y los retos.
Allí déjale aprender a sostenerse firme en la tempestad y a sentir compasión por los que fallan.

Dame un hijo cuyo corazón sea claro, cuyos ideales sean altos; un hijo que se domine a sí mismo antes que pretenda dominar a los demás; un hijo que aprenda a reír, pero que también sepa llorar; un hijo que avance hacia el futuro, pero que nunca olvide el pasado.

Y después que le hayas dado todo eso, agrégale, te suplico, suficiente sentido del buen humor, de modo que pueda ser siempre serio, pero que no se tome a sí mismo demasiado en serio. Dale humildad para que pueda recordar siempre la sencillez de la verdadera grandeza, la imparcialidad de la verdadera sabiduría, la mansedumbre de la verdadera fuerza.

Entonces, yo, su padre, me atreveré a murmurar: `No he vivido en vano’

miércoles, 4 de junio de 2008

Freak on a Leash




Something takes a part of me.
Something lost and never seen.
Everytime I start to believe,
Somethings raped and taken from me... from me.
Lifes got to always be messing with me. (you wanna see the light)
Cant they chill and let me be free? (so do I)
Cant I take away all this pain. (you wanna see the light)
I try to every night, all in vain... in vain.
Sometimes I cannot take this place.
Sometimes its my life I cant taste.
Sometimes I cannot feel my face.
Youll never see me fall from grace
Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
A cheap fuck for me to lay
Something takes a part of me.
Feeling like a freak on a leash. (you wanna see the light)
Feeling like I have no release. (so do I)
How many times have I felt diseased? (you wanna see the light)
Nothing in my life is free... is free
Sometimes I cannot take this place.
Sometimes its my life I cant taste.
Sometimes I cannot feel my face.
Youll never see me fall from grace
Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
A cheap fuck for me to lay
Something takes a part of me.
Boom na da mmm dum na ema
Da boom na da mmm dum na ema
Da boom na da mmm dum na ema
Da boom na da mmm dum na ema
Da boom na da mmm dum na ema
Da boom na da mmm dum na ema
Da boom na da mmm dum na ema
Da boom na da mmm dum na ema
Da boom na da mmm dum na ema
Da boom na da mmm dum na ema
Da boom na da mmm dum na ema
Da boom na da mmm dum na ema
Da boom na da mmm dum na ema
Go!
So...fight! something on the...
Fight...some things they fight
So...something on the...
Fight...some things they fight
Fight...something of the
No...some things they fight
Fight...something of the...
Fight...some things they fight
Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
A cheap fuck for me to lay
Something takes a part of me.
Part of me...
Part of me...
Part of me...
Oh...

martes, 3 de junio de 2008

WHATS UP PEOPLE



Benribenri banzai benribenri banzai
Benribenri banzai ningen
Benribenri banzai benribenri banzai
Benribenri banzai ningen

Hora biribiri ikarasuka? biribiri ikarasuka?
Biribiri ikarasuka? ningen
Hora biribiri ikarasuka? biribiri ikarasuka?
Biribiri ikarasuka? ningen

What's up fuanzai ippai
Hanzai kienai towani
What's up fuanzai ippai
(uramini wana dare down?)
What's up fuanzai ippai
Hanzai kienai towani
What's up uanzai ippai

Ikiru imi tsumaranka? ikiru imi tsumaranka?
Ikiru imi tsumaranka? ningen
Ikiru imi tsumaranka? ikiru imi tsumaranka?
Ikiru imi tsumaranka? ningen

Hora biribiri ikarasuka? biribiri ikarasuka?
Biribiri ikarasuka? ningen
Hora biribiri okarasuka? biribiri ikarasuka?
Biribiri ikarasuka? ningen

What's up fuanzai ippai
Hanzai kienai towani
What's up fuanzai ippai
(uramini wana dare down?)
What's up fuanzai ippai
Hanzai kienai towani
What's up fuanzai ippai

Hey hey ah ningen sucker ah nigen ningen fucker?
Hey hey ah ningen sucker ah nigen ningen fucker?
Hey hey ah ningen sucker ah nigen ningen fucker?
Hey hey ah ningen sucker ah nigen ningen fucker?
Hey hey ningen sucker!! Hey hey ningen fucker?
Hey hey ningen sucker!! Onorera eien ningen fucker
Ah ningen...

Bunmei yande huantei
Mirai ha sukuwaren white house
Zensekai ni warning!!
Issaigassai ni kaikaku life

Benribenri banzai benribenri banzai
Benribenri banzai ningen
Benribenri banzai benribenri banzai
Benribenri banzai ningen

Hora biribiri ikarasuka? biribiri ikarasuka?
Biribiri ikarasuka? ningen
Hora biribiri ikarasuka? biribiri ikarasuka?
Biribiri ikarasuka? ningen

What's up fuanzai ippai
Hannzai kienai towani
What's up fuanzai ippai
(uramini wana dare down?)
What's up fuanzai ippai
Hanzai kienai towani
What's up fuanzai ippai

Hey hey ah ningen sucker ah nigen ningen fucker?
Hey hey ah ningen sucker ah nigen ningen fucker?
Hey hey ah ningen sucker ah nigen ningen fucker?
Hey hey ah ningen sucker ah nigen ningen fucker?
Hey hey ningen sucker!! Hey hey ningen fucker?
Hey hey ningen sucker!! Onorera eien ningen fucker
Wameku saga
Henken inken ningen
Kusoda ugokidase ore fight

Suteki na seisai no kiba kara
Tenteki no sonzai wo tatsu
Tenkeiteki na mesaki no yoku kara
Change dekinai koku

Manuke boke no sensouron hibou ni kenasou
Manuke boke no sensouron hibou ni kenasou
Manuke boke no sensouron hibou ni kenasou
Manuke boke no sensouron hibou ni kenasou

Hey hey ningen sucker
Ah ningen ningen fucker

What's up people?!

viernes, 30 de mayo de 2008

SOBER


There's a shadow just behind me
Shrouding every step I take
Making every promise empty
Pointing every finger at me
Waiting like a stalking buttler
Who upon the finger rests
Murder now, the pattern called "must we"
Just because the son has come

Jesus,wont you fucking whistle ?
Something but the past and done
Jesus, wont you fucking whistle
Something but the past and done

Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start this over
And why can't we drink forever?
I just want to start this over

I am just a worthless liar
I am just an imbecile
I will only complicate you
Trust in me and fall as well
I will find a centre in you
I will chew it up and leave
I will work to elevate you
Just enough to bring you down

Mother Mary, won't you whisper?
Something but what's past and done
Mother Mary, won't you whisper?
Something but what's past and done

Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start this over
And why can't we sleep forever?
I just want to start this over
And why?

I am just a worthless liar
I am just an imbecile
I will only complicate you
Trust in me and fall as well
I will find a centre in you
I will chew it up and leave

Trust me
Trust me
Trust me
Trust me
Trust me

Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start things over
And why can't we sleep forever?
I just want to start this over
And why?

I want it when I want it
I want it when I want it
I want it when I want it
I want it when I want it

martes, 20 de mayo de 2008

Gol

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lunes, 5 de mayo de 2008

lunes, 28 de abril de 2008





Mi caramelo

Que linda que estás, sos un caramelo
te veo en el recreo y me vuelvo loco,
todas las cosas que me gustan, tienen tu cara
y espero los asaltos, así juego a la botellita con vos,
mi bomboncito.

Que excitante que estás, tendrías que saberlo
esa cola es la manzana mas buscada,
y esos senos el alimento de mi creación,
quisiera arrancarte un día y morirme en un telo con vos...
o quizás en un auto.

Han pasado cinco años, asumiste las cosas
hace tiempo que estoy buscando mi verdadero yo,
hay una especie de simbiosis, lo dijo mi psicóloga
haría bien a la terapia alejarme un tiempo...
unos setenta años.

Como estás querida tengo esposa e hijos
de ves en cuando hablo con ella y hasta hago el amor,
no es que quiera molestarte, pero me es imprescindible
sentarme en un café, y soñar un poco...
y tal vez amarnos.

Y ha pasado mi hora, quién robo mis años,
cambio a toda esta familia por un segundo con vos,
si te veo ahora, aunque termine en un hospicio,
tomo una botella...y juego a la botellita con vos.

domingo, 13 de enero de 2008

Cuento

¿Cuanto se puede?
quiero saber
¿Quien tiene menos para comer?
y te convido y pido que no tengas sed
la emocion mece, crece y te quiero ver

Puede que te quiera secuestrar
y despues te vaya a torturar, no sé
pero solo quiero contemplar
cuantas de tus pecas puedo yo entender
porque ya no puedo esperar
quiero que te vengas a tomar un te
y entre todo este bienestar
me acuerdo que ya despegue los pies

Me encimo, afino, termino
y descubro que
el cuento, que cuento, no siento que
quiera ser
y el humo consumo que imagine
enciendo y entiendo que no te conozco bien

Puede que te quiera secuestrar
y despues te vaya a torturar no sé
pero solo quiero contemplar
cuantas de tus pecas puedo yo entender
porque ya no puedo esperar
quiero que te vengas a tomar café
y entre todo este bienestar
me acuerdo que ya despegue los pies

sábado, 5 de enero de 2008

La Vida

Luchando por estar distantes

De aquellos que buscan nuestro bien

Deseando estar cercanos

A quienes nos dejan caer

Lanzando a un lado

Aquellas cosas que nos hacen bien

Buscando angustiados

Otras que no necesitamos tener

Huyendo silenciosos

De situaciones que nos hacen crecer

Corriendo ansiosos

Tras sueños que nada nos van a traer

Destrozando los corazones

De aquellos que nos enseñaron a querer

Hundidos en el recuerdo

De aquellos que jamas nos van a corresponder