Time will heal all wounds,
Time will erase these scars.
Stuck, going through the same moments,
Over and over again,
Heart left in her hands,
Decisions decisions breaking me down,
No words to explain,
This moment playing again and again.
Time will heal all wounds,
Time will erase these scars.
Bad intentions,
Bad impressions,
On my mind, on my mind,
I hate these games,
I hate your sins,
Denial, denial,
Over and over,
Denial, denial,
Living this moment over and over.
Time will heal all wounds,
Why can't it happen now?
Friday, February 27, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Sevilla: (A lovely city to be in a coma)
*Not meant to make 100% sense. My way of having fun :D*
When every moment seems so bitter,
A boulder rested on our shoulders,
A jealous rage, multiple failures,
Consequently lost in disguise,
Made up words and pointless conversations,
Standing in the corner,
Watching everything go by
So fast, losing every ounce of happiness,
Gaining every inch of pain,
Piece or peace?
Every verbal fight to the bitter end,
Fantasies and desires,
We're locked inside our bodies,
Coma.
Regenerating the strength we had,
Another loss of communications,
Breaking pattern, breaking the line,
Miserable speeches,
But we are speechless anyways,
Quarantine, press record,
Losing hope was not the plan,
Useless letters and endless lectures,
Right or wrong?
Lying here waiting for something,
Something to reappear,
Endless conversations, but lack of love,
Locked, locked inside this body,
Lying, lying to see the stars;
To watch the light flicker,
Spinning out of control,
This coma.
Out, out of control,
Why, why is it hard to breathe?
Pointed pistol pending,
Critical circuit cut,
People peeping pursuit,
Coma.
When every moment seems so bitter,
A boulder rested on our shoulders,
A jealous rage, multiple failures,
Consequently lost in disguise,
Made up words and pointless conversations,
Standing in the corner,
Watching everything go by
So fast, losing every ounce of happiness,
Gaining every inch of pain,
Piece or peace?
Every verbal fight to the bitter end,
Fantasies and desires,
We're locked inside our bodies,
Coma.
Regenerating the strength we had,
Another loss of communications,
Breaking pattern, breaking the line,
Miserable speeches,
But we are speechless anyways,
Quarantine, press record,
Losing hope was not the plan,
Useless letters and endless lectures,
Right or wrong?
Lying here waiting for something,
Something to reappear,
Endless conversations, but lack of love,
Locked, locked inside this body,
Lying, lying to see the stars;
To watch the light flicker,
Spinning out of control,
This coma.
Out, out of control,
Why, why is it hard to breathe?
Pointed pistol pending,
Critical circuit cut,
People peeping pursuit,
Coma.
The World: Part One
This clenched fist in the air,
Angered and tired
Of your constant vision for war,
These annihilation and symbols
That God is on our side,
The millions, the sun and water,
Burning people alive,
Hanging victims for their different beliefs,
A hundred thousand dead bodies
Laying in the streets,
The bombs, the bullets covering our sun.
Glory for war and casualties,
Glory for disasters and genocide,
Glory for hatred and murder,
This world falling to her knees,
Waiting to be guillotined.
Assimilation and heresy,
A public enemy as the scapegoat,
The bridge for civilization
Breaking down; now killers,
A burning desire to inflict war,
Women and children dying,
But the governments hearts
Are in profits and globalization.
Glory for war and casualties,
Glory for disasters and genocide,
Glory for hatred and murder,
This world falling to her knees,
Waiting to be guillotined.
Soldiers fighting for a cause
That doesn't exist,
The cross being used
To approve this war,
In the name of God
They are killing, beating and raping.
A hundred thousand souls
In the hands of a man
Whose running this country into the fire.
Angered and tired
Of your constant vision for war,
These annihilation and symbols
That God is on our side,
The millions, the sun and water,
Burning people alive,
Hanging victims for their different beliefs,
A hundred thousand dead bodies
Laying in the streets,
The bombs, the bullets covering our sun.
Glory for war and casualties,
Glory for disasters and genocide,
Glory for hatred and murder,
This world falling to her knees,
Waiting to be guillotined.
Assimilation and heresy,
A public enemy as the scapegoat,
The bridge for civilization
Breaking down; now killers,
A burning desire to inflict war,
Women and children dying,
But the governments hearts
Are in profits and globalization.
Glory for war and casualties,
Glory for disasters and genocide,
Glory for hatred and murder,
This world falling to her knees,
Waiting to be guillotined.
Soldiers fighting for a cause
That doesn't exist,
The cross being used
To approve this war,
In the name of God
They are killing, beating and raping.
A hundred thousand souls
In the hands of a man
Whose running this country into the fire.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Europe
Ticking, ticking down,
Another gin, make it three,
When everything feels numb,
No one knows tomorrow,
Everyone is down,
But we all pretend to be confident,
We know all,
Falling down with nothing left to hide,
We are, falling down,
Every hole, every inch.
Where do you want to go?
Locked in a cage,
Hands in your pockets,
What do you want to see?
Sitting still
Watching life pass you by.
Ticking, ticking down,
We are laughing, laughing hard,
You want times like these to last forever,
Wasting time,
Making bad decisions,
Leaving late,
Arriving too early to meet you,
Tickling, poking fun
At the times we made a fool of ourselves,
Summer is a laugh away.
Where do you want to go?
But your locked in a cage,
Hands in your pockets,
What do you want to see?
Sitting still
Watching life pass you by.
Another gin, make it three,
When everything feels numb,
No one knows tomorrow,
Everyone is down,
But we all pretend to be confident,
We know all,
Falling down with nothing left to hide,
We are, falling down,
Every hole, every inch.
Where do you want to go?
Locked in a cage,
Hands in your pockets,
What do you want to see?
Sitting still
Watching life pass you by.
Ticking, ticking down,
We are laughing, laughing hard,
You want times like these to last forever,
Wasting time,
Making bad decisions,
Leaving late,
Arriving too early to meet you,
Tickling, poking fun
At the times we made a fool of ourselves,
Summer is a laugh away.
Where do you want to go?
But your locked in a cage,
Hands in your pockets,
What do you want to see?
Sitting still
Watching life pass you by.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Virginia
She desperately tries to hide
The black scars on her face,
Sunglasses in the middle of winter,
Her eyes were bright and beautiful,
Now wrecked and full of sorrow,
Her whole life,
Emotions locked and forgotten,
Absorbing the pain,
Until the day she died.
The lies she made
To protect this beast,
Her life was maimed
Because she didn't believe.
Struck and used
To satisfy his pleasures,
Her life covered
With sin and darkness,
Drugs filling her soul
To seclude her pain,
Not refraining; she feels ashamed,
Thinking of dreams and fears
Until the day she died.
More drugs in her system
To fill the void in her heart,
Her life was maimed
Because she didn't believe.
The black scars on her face,
Sunglasses in the middle of winter,
Her eyes were bright and beautiful,
Now wrecked and full of sorrow,
Her whole life,
Emotions locked and forgotten,
Absorbing the pain,
Until the day she died.
The lies she made
To protect this beast,
Her life was maimed
Because she didn't believe.
Struck and used
To satisfy his pleasures,
Her life covered
With sin and darkness,
Drugs filling her soul
To seclude her pain,
Not refraining; she feels ashamed,
Thinking of dreams and fears
Until the day she died.
More drugs in her system
To fill the void in her heart,
Her life was maimed
Because she didn't believe.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Asbury Park, New Jersey
Growing up
To your rhythm and rock,
Little town
Not too far from the city,
Watching you live
Is fresh on my mind,
This heavy wind,
Not strong enough
To keep my eyes off the girls,
The road is long,
But it seems achievable
When i'm listening to you.
Oh, when everything may be in shambles,
It's good to hear your voice,
Oh, when I'm close to getting something,
It helps to hear your voice.
Born to discover myself,
Born to see the world,
From the small town, Ashbury Park,
To the cities in all continents,
Life is grand, life is short,
But I'm still listening
To your rhythm and rock,
When everything is dark,
I'll find the light
When I listen to you.
To your rhythm and rock,
Little town
Not too far from the city,
Watching you live
Is fresh on my mind,
This heavy wind,
Not strong enough
To keep my eyes off the girls,
The road is long,
But it seems achievable
When i'm listening to you.
Oh, when everything may be in shambles,
It's good to hear your voice,
Oh, when I'm close to getting something,
It helps to hear your voice.
Born to discover myself,
Born to see the world,
From the small town, Ashbury Park,
To the cities in all continents,
Life is grand, life is short,
But I'm still listening
To your rhythm and rock,
When everything is dark,
I'll find the light
When I listen to you.
Monday, February 9, 2009
Sydney
The sound of your cries,
The whisper of defeat,
We're lying in the sand,
Looking at the sun,
Moments so blue,
But looking like everything's fine,
Everyone hides something inside,
Everything is fine,
Everything is fine.
Your scent filling this room,
The sparkle in your eyes,
Lying all alone,
Thinking of last night,
Everything I didn't do,
Everything is fine,
The sun in my eyes,
The beauty in yours.
A heart-shaped box,
A heart-shaped box,
A heart-shaped box,
This lust, this attraction,
But there's fear and assumptions,
The coldness outside,
In the month of July,
Nothing is fine,
This heart-shaped box,
This heart-shaped box,
This heart-shaped box,
Filled with emotion,
That sparkle in your eyes,
Just to see you smile,
Just to hear you speak,
Just to be with you,
This heart-shaped box,
This heart-shaped box,
This heart-shaped box.
The whisper of defeat,
We're lying in the sand,
Looking at the sun,
Moments so blue,
But looking like everything's fine,
Everyone hides something inside,
Everything is fine,
Everything is fine.
Your scent filling this room,
The sparkle in your eyes,
Lying all alone,
Thinking of last night,
Everything I didn't do,
Everything is fine,
The sun in my eyes,
The beauty in yours.
A heart-shaped box,
A heart-shaped box,
A heart-shaped box,
This lust, this attraction,
But there's fear and assumptions,
The coldness outside,
In the month of July,
Nothing is fine,
This heart-shaped box,
This heart-shaped box,
This heart-shaped box,
Filled with emotion,
That sparkle in your eyes,
Just to see you smile,
Just to hear you speak,
Just to be with you,
This heart-shaped box,
This heart-shaped box,
This heart-shaped box.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Germany: Part Two
Raid and temptation,
Leaving until the land is conquered,
Death and destruction,
Your interests are the main concern,
While everything ends in tragedy,
While everyone suffers,
You talk about God on your side,
A fiction, a deceit,
Fuck you and your nuclear bombs.
Living in disease,
Contrary to what others think,
Pushed against the wall,
A dozen rounds,
An empty soul,
A burning desire to kill,
A burning desire to seize,
Another empty feeling;
Can we survive?
Leaving until the land is conquered,
Death and destruction,
Your interests are the main concern,
While everything ends in tragedy,
While everyone suffers,
You talk about God on your side,
A fiction, a deceit,
Fuck you and your nuclear bombs.
Living in disease,
Contrary to what others think,
Pushed against the wall,
A dozen rounds,
An empty soul,
A burning desire to kill,
A burning desire to seize,
Another empty feeling;
Can we survive?
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Los Angeles
Everything is sore tonight,
The candle burning,
But it's going to die,
The city streets filled with disappointment,
The darkest days are yet to come,
She sells herself for paper and cocaine,
Drugged in a world of hatred,
No, she doesn't think anyone understands,
The streets filled with dark and deceit.
The morning is just as dark as the night,
Waking to the sound of the child cryin',
Another dose of heroin
To soothe her pain,
Living in dreams,
But living in fear,
Used and abused,
To take care of her child,
A moment to die for,
Light shining,
But not shining long.
The darkest days,
She's lying in the dark alley,
Unconscious,
Her life is a mess,
And deep down she knows,
A cryin' victim locked in a cage,
The streets are never bright,
Never bright enough to live.
The candle burning,
But it's going to die,
The city streets filled with disappointment,
The darkest days are yet to come,
She sells herself for paper and cocaine,
Drugged in a world of hatred,
No, she doesn't think anyone understands,
The streets filled with dark and deceit.
The morning is just as dark as the night,
Waking to the sound of the child cryin',
Another dose of heroin
To soothe her pain,
Living in dreams,
But living in fear,
Used and abused,
To take care of her child,
A moment to die for,
Light shining,
But not shining long.
The darkest days,
She's lying in the dark alley,
Unconscious,
Her life is a mess,
And deep down she knows,
A cryin' victim locked in a cage,
The streets are never bright,
Never bright enough to live.
United States: Part Two
The privacy of the lives in this country,
Exposed through the lies,
Living in deceit, never exploring possibilities,
Bullet holes tell the story
Of this broken country,
The change and hope
Breathing down our throats,
A severed head,
And a hole full of bodies.
Relations?
You don't give a fuck about your own people,
Wars to seclude the truth,
And sacrifice those who believe your lies,
A million casualties,
A dime a dozen,
Hegemony, full control,
Shaping the world around
Your beliefs, your traditions,
Your policies, your government.
The gun fires a bullet between the eyes,
Is that your democracy?
Invading other countries for profit,
Is that your justice?
Eliminating communism and socialism
To capitalize the world,
And destroy the lower class,
Is that your freedom?
Is that your freedom?!
Is that your freedom?!
Is that your freedom?!
Pull the plug!
Stop living under someone's ideas,
The result of a clear cut below your chin,
Is this justice?
Exposed through the lies,
Living in deceit, never exploring possibilities,
Bullet holes tell the story
Of this broken country,
The change and hope
Breathing down our throats,
A severed head,
And a hole full of bodies.
Relations?
You don't give a fuck about your own people,
Wars to seclude the truth,
And sacrifice those who believe your lies,
A million casualties,
A dime a dozen,
Hegemony, full control,
Shaping the world around
Your beliefs, your traditions,
Your policies, your government.
The gun fires a bullet between the eyes,
Is that your democracy?
Invading other countries for profit,
Is that your justice?
Eliminating communism and socialism
To capitalize the world,
And destroy the lower class,
Is that your freedom?
Is that your freedom?!
Is that your freedom?!
Is that your freedom?!
Pull the plug!
Stop living under someone's ideas,
The result of a clear cut below your chin,
Is this justice?
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Africa
I lost my appetite,
I lost my will to fight,
I am wondering in the wilderness,
With nothing but the clothes on my back,
I got a few change in my pocket,
I don't want to remember who I was,
I am leaving this all behind,
Good, bad, it feels the same,
I lost myself when I woke up,
I am here, I am here.
Nobody else to show me the way,
The way to the promised land,
The way where hope is found,
The calm before the storm,
All broken and cuffed,
I can't find myself,
I don't want to remember
All the mistakes I've made,
I just want to live free
With no regrets,
The sky is dark,
It seems like it's going to rain,
I am wondering in wilderness.
Some moments seem divine,
I don't feel ashamed,
Just wished I took those chances,
Why did I let it slip?
It was in my hand,
It was in my hand,
It was in my hand,
The jungle seems death at night,
A little miracle, light sparkling in the sky,
Beauty in the day,
My mind is spinning out of control,
It was in my hand.
I keep looking at my watch,
I keep still with my head down,
The splash of water,
The feel of freedom wearing thin,
A golden field, a sudden spark,
All alone,
Now how do I set this fire on?
I had it, I lost it,
I lost my appetite,
I lost my will to fight,
I felt it slip at the blink of an eye,
The way you want things to go,
Life itself, so small and delicate,
I'll return.
I lost my will to fight,
I am wondering in the wilderness,
With nothing but the clothes on my back,
I got a few change in my pocket,
I don't want to remember who I was,
I am leaving this all behind,
Good, bad, it feels the same,
I lost myself when I woke up,
I am here, I am here.
Nobody else to show me the way,
The way to the promised land,
The way where hope is found,
The calm before the storm,
All broken and cuffed,
I can't find myself,
I don't want to remember
All the mistakes I've made,
I just want to live free
With no regrets,
The sky is dark,
It seems like it's going to rain,
I am wondering in wilderness.
Some moments seem divine,
I don't feel ashamed,
Just wished I took those chances,
Why did I let it slip?
It was in my hand,
It was in my hand,
It was in my hand,
The jungle seems death at night,
A little miracle, light sparkling in the sky,
Beauty in the day,
My mind is spinning out of control,
It was in my hand.
I keep looking at my watch,
I keep still with my head down,
The splash of water,
The feel of freedom wearing thin,
A golden field, a sudden spark,
All alone,
Now how do I set this fire on?
I had it, I lost it,
I lost my appetite,
I lost my will to fight,
I felt it slip at the blink of an eye,
The way you want things to go,
Life itself, so small and delicate,
I'll return.
Venice
The night is cold,
But we're still standing,
The pleasant laughter
Still echoing into the sky,
The soft breeze and your gentle lips,
I want to hold your hand,
But maybe it's too much.
Never dream if you're afraid,
The feelings lost in the wind,
Too much time to decide to risk it,
One waits for the other,
And nothing happens.
A walk to remember,
But a hole left empty,
The sun is leaving,
And maybe I should too,
I can't grip on to what I want,
Slippin', slippin' from my palm,
Thinkin', thinkin' about her,
A butterfly on her shoulder,
Why am I speechless around her?
Never dream if you're afraid,
We regret the lost opportunities,
The fire in this heart of mine,
I cannot control this desire,
What happens, happens.
But we're still standing,
The pleasant laughter
Still echoing into the sky,
The soft breeze and your gentle lips,
I want to hold your hand,
But maybe it's too much.
Never dream if you're afraid,
The feelings lost in the wind,
Too much time to decide to risk it,
One waits for the other,
And nothing happens.
A walk to remember,
But a hole left empty,
The sun is leaving,
And maybe I should too,
I can't grip on to what I want,
Slippin', slippin' from my palm,
Thinkin', thinkin' about her,
A butterfly on her shoulder,
Why am I speechless around her?
Never dream if you're afraid,
We regret the lost opportunities,
The fire in this heart of mine,
I cannot control this desire,
What happens, happens.
Friday, January 30, 2009
United States: Part One
Nothing to gain,
Everything to lose,
Standing in the middle of nowhere,
Banged up knees and a bottle of whiskey,
To tired to find my way home,
The black streets, no lights
Making it hard to see,
The blurry side of my right eye,
To dumb to realize,
I ain't in good shape to stand still.
Too much, too much,
Nothing is ever good enough,
Too far, too far,
Small steps caused the fall,
Too long, too long,
I can hardly breathe right.
The lightning strikes the car beside me,
A sudden spark leads to explosion,
I feel this night will never end,
Another bottle to heal the wounds,
Stripped of pride, my mind is floating,
This isolation, an empty feeling,
Stuck in the middle of God knows where,
Too tired to find my way out.
Too much, too much,
Nothing is ever good enough,
Too far, too far,
Everything seems hard to reach,
Too long, too long,
The world is broken, the world is hopeless.
A darkness fills the light we seek.
Everything to lose,
Standing in the middle of nowhere,
Banged up knees and a bottle of whiskey,
To tired to find my way home,
The black streets, no lights
Making it hard to see,
The blurry side of my right eye,
To dumb to realize,
I ain't in good shape to stand still.
Too much, too much,
Nothing is ever good enough,
Too far, too far,
Small steps caused the fall,
Too long, too long,
I can hardly breathe right.
The lightning strikes the car beside me,
A sudden spark leads to explosion,
I feel this night will never end,
Another bottle to heal the wounds,
Stripped of pride, my mind is floating,
This isolation, an empty feeling,
Stuck in the middle of God knows where,
Too tired to find my way out.
Too much, too much,
Nothing is ever good enough,
Too far, too far,
Everything seems hard to reach,
Too long, too long,
The world is broken, the world is hopeless.
A darkness fills the light we seek.
Germany
The lies, these lies,
Filling the minds, these minds,
Of a destructive nation,
Ready to implode,
This gun in his hand,
Ready to go off, ready to explode,
Nobody knows,
Every moment lost in the gun fire,
This genocide.
Sending us in to die,
Making us believe every word
With your threats,
The lies, these lies,
A bullet in the our head,
Is it enough? It is enough!
The line, every wire,
All our secrets exposed.
The eyes, your eyes,
Looking into mine,
The way you feel to your knees,
The hollow feeling inside,
When will we stop bleeding?
No one knows,
Will it ever end?
Sometimes you feel
Thta there is nothing left inside,
Sometimes you fell
Your all alone,
Stuck in the darkness of this hole.
Filling the minds, these minds,
Of a destructive nation,
Ready to implode,
This gun in his hand,
Ready to go off, ready to explode,
Nobody knows,
Every moment lost in the gun fire,
This genocide.
Sending us in to die,
Making us believe every word
With your threats,
The lies, these lies,
A bullet in the our head,
Is it enough? It is enough!
The line, every wire,
All our secrets exposed.
The eyes, your eyes,
Looking into mine,
The way you feel to your knees,
The hollow feeling inside,
When will we stop bleeding?
No one knows,
Will it ever end?
Sometimes you feel
Thta there is nothing left inside,
Sometimes you fell
Your all alone,
Stuck in the darkness of this hole.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Armenia
Buckets of tears filling the streets,
The loneliness of an individual
Driving over the cliff,
Society is dying;
Living on the last breath,
The guilt eating us apart,
The desire to end this fear,
And our tears fill the streets.
The desire in our blood keeping us numb,
A civil war we don't know anything about,
This bad blood keeping us apart,
Of which and why we don't know anything about,
We're living on our last breath,
Hidden deep inside,
Our desires find no hope,
And our tears fill the streets.
Loss of love, loss of hope,
Loss of everything,
Our hearts filled with jealousy,
And we cannot look beyond,
This broken heart,
Killing us inside,
And we wonder why we stay the same,
No desire to change,
And our tears fill the streets.
The loneliness of an individual
Driving over the cliff,
Society is dying;
Living on the last breath,
The guilt eating us apart,
The desire to end this fear,
And our tears fill the streets.
The desire in our blood keeping us numb,
A civil war we don't know anything about,
This bad blood keeping us apart,
Of which and why we don't know anything about,
We're living on our last breath,
Hidden deep inside,
Our desires find no hope,
And our tears fill the streets.
Loss of love, loss of hope,
Loss of everything,
Our hearts filled with jealousy,
And we cannot look beyond,
This broken heart,
Killing us inside,
And we wonder why we stay the same,
No desire to change,
And our tears fill the streets.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Argentina
The ground is shaking,
Everyone's broken; nowhere to go,
The telephone line wired,
Nowhere to run; no privacy,
Streets filled with corpses,
Minds filled with hatres,
Passion and paranoia.
Wounds filled with salt,
Words on the wall
Keeping the faith,
That seems to be disappearing,
The cuts, scars and bullet wounds
On every hard working peasant,
Things will change,
The front office will be gone.
Everything crumbling,
The Majorca punishing
The weak; the opposition,
A line in the sand,
Crossed to many times,
Time to take action,
Destroy injustic and inequality.
Everyone's broken; nowhere to go,
The telephone line wired,
Nowhere to run; no privacy,
Streets filled with corpses,
Minds filled with hatres,
Passion and paranoia.
Wounds filled with salt,
Words on the wall
Keeping the faith,
That seems to be disappearing,
The cuts, scars and bullet wounds
On every hard working peasant,
Things will change,
The front office will be gone.
Everything crumbling,
The Majorca punishing
The weak; the opposition,
A line in the sand,
Crossed to many times,
Time to take action,
Destroy injustic and inequality.
Mexico
Ripping up the system
That's cleansing us from our beliefs,
Open to a war
To destroy these injustices,
They burn down cities
To prevent the uprising,
The barrels full,
And we are ready for change.
Looking at our backdoor
For incoming bombs,
Waiting for the president
To make his last speech,
The bodies laying on the floor
Enough for us to rise,
One magazine after another,
The only way you will realize
The suffering and the poor you have created.
The sounds of a bomb
Dropped a hundred times,
In the middle of societies civilized life,
A hundred grand
In each pocket of a rich man,
And a loaded pistol
In the hands of a peasant.
That's cleansing us from our beliefs,
Open to a war
To destroy these injustices,
They burn down cities
To prevent the uprising,
The barrels full,
And we are ready for change.
Looking at our backdoor
For incoming bombs,
Waiting for the president
To make his last speech,
The bodies laying on the floor
Enough for us to rise,
One magazine after another,
The only way you will realize
The suffering and the poor you have created.
The sounds of a bomb
Dropped a hundred times,
In the middle of societies civilized life,
A hundred grand
In each pocket of a rich man,
And a loaded pistol
In the hands of a peasant.
Bosnia
Peace at sunrise,
War at sunset,
Gather your arms
Because nothing feels right, ever,
The land seized for profit,
Slaughtering cattle's,
Slaughtering human beings,
Peace at sunrise,
War at sunset.
The disguise of brutality,
The sound of harmony dying,
No more smiles; no more equality,
We'll never be; who are we?
Take up arms, take on life,
Anything to survive, anything, anything,
Peace at sunrise,
War at sunset.
Light shining bright,
Suddenly turns to darkness,
The hole is closing,
The eyelids struggling to stay open,
Your mouth filled with blood,
No one alive to save you,
No sun shining today,
War at sunrise,
Death at sunset.
War at sunset,
Gather your arms
Because nothing feels right, ever,
The land seized for profit,
Slaughtering cattle's,
Slaughtering human beings,
Peace at sunrise,
War at sunset.
The disguise of brutality,
The sound of harmony dying,
No more smiles; no more equality,
We'll never be; who are we?
Take up arms, take on life,
Anything to survive, anything, anything,
Peace at sunrise,
War at sunset.
Light shining bright,
Suddenly turns to darkness,
The hole is closing,
The eyelids struggling to stay open,
Your mouth filled with blood,
No one alive to save you,
No sun shining today,
War at sunrise,
Death at sunset.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Washington, DC
The numerous witness
Of a hundred lies,
The profit and power
Their only goal,
The people deceived,
The people struggling for glory,
Homes bursting into flames,
Thorns through the hearts of a nation
While the President declares war.
Praise the lord
And pass the ammunition,
The country losing the faith of its people,
Look the leader in the eye
His clenched iron fist,
A hole in the sky,
Take a closer look at his lies, I insist,
Destruction beginning in your second home
In Washington, DC.
Of a hundred lies,
The profit and power
Their only goal,
The people deceived,
The people struggling for glory,
Homes bursting into flames,
Thorns through the hearts of a nation
While the President declares war.
Praise the lord
And pass the ammunition,
The country losing the faith of its people,
Look the leader in the eye
His clenched iron fist,
A hole in the sky,
Take a closer look at his lies, I insist,
Destruction beginning in your second home
In Washington, DC.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Ireland
I'm embraced by your smile
At ten in the morning,
The way you look at me,
With those beautiful round brown eyes,
Stay with me tonight,
Let's watch the stars glow
And the sunsets (while the sunsets).
Fuck misery,
Let us be where we belong,
Together in each others arms,
And we'll run free
To where there's no limits,
Together.
The way you smile,
The faster my heart beats,
Well I just know
That everything's fine,
When I'm with you,
The spark in this heart
When I see you.
Fuck thinking too much,
I'm taking my chances,
I don't feel the same
When your not there (this empty feeling),
Holding hands is good enough,
To feel your warmth,
To kiss your pain goodbye.
And this is where I want to be,
With you Ireland.
At ten in the morning,
The way you look at me,
With those beautiful round brown eyes,
Stay with me tonight,
Let's watch the stars glow
And the sunsets (while the sunsets).
Fuck misery,
Let us be where we belong,
Together in each others arms,
And we'll run free
To where there's no limits,
Together.
The way you smile,
The faster my heart beats,
Well I just know
That everything's fine,
When I'm with you,
The spark in this heart
When I see you.
Fuck thinking too much,
I'm taking my chances,
I don't feel the same
When your not there (this empty feeling),
Holding hands is good enough,
To feel your warmth,
To kiss your pain goodbye.
And this is where I want to be,
With you Ireland.
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