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| | The Cursed One | |
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Rock Bird Ghost
Numarul mesajelor : 4 Varsta : 32 Localizare : Arad Joburi/Distractii : AMV Editor Data de inscriere : 07/12/2008
| Subiect: The Cursed One Dum Dec 07, 2008 3:42 pm | |
| The Cursed One
One day or another, when I'll become a bother,
Searching for my brother, that's lying next to me
I will realise, that I must memorise,
That I must keep inside, the answers from between.
One day or another, when I will obtain the other
It won't become a bother, a bother to forget.
Forget the other, forget the brother,
It won't become a bother, a bother to forget.
One day or another, when I will find my brother,
When I will find the other, when I won't be a bother
When I will control my anger, when I will help the other
You will become another, another curse to me.
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The Letter
The letter or the matter, The matter of the latter, Why does it even matter, If I lose that letter?
The lesser thing than anger, The center with the dagger, Which dagger in the center, It's the bitter from the letter?
The faster thing than ever, The hacker of the matter, Will see the letter But this doesn't matter.
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croNous
~ part 1 ~
Everywhere and nowhere, I'm looking there At all those things that I have to bear, A vivid light, searching from where The darkest voice that only I hear Tells me I shouldn't be here, And then it shouts into my ear "Kill your soul and die, my dear!"
And it took me everywhere, starting from where The nature and the nightmare at which I glared The unsecured rasure started to revere While the rare rapture began to sere And the vampire started to fear Unaware of his own sphere, when settled the umpire Is he going to be free, or will he no longer be?
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Wind's Road
In the end, with no one near, The almighty has appeared Softly speaking into my ear: "You must now choose your road, my dear.
Choose the left road over here, And the dark voices that you will hear The things that slightly disappeared, They'll make you kill yourself, my dear.
Stay on the road where you are now, And things will continue to go how They did before, repeating and you know, Till the suicidal thought will start to grow, Devouring your soul till you'll be gone.
But rise your head and look at right, There's your first path full of light; There's where your future can be bright The wind's road full of might.
What do you choose? "
"What I choose it's my choice, So wind, listen to my voice Listen to it as you always did And tell me what I should do.
What should I do?"
" To stay and not to stray, Because, as you saw today, After you realised yesterday And the day before it and so on.
Your road is not the same The same with different names Come back to the origins, And even before that,
Because when you come with us You have to stay with us Forever. "
"Then so be it, as you say: Gone with the wind, on the Wind's Road In the places where I will grow, Fly with my wings, like I did before And I will stay on the good wind's side FOREVER. "
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croNous
~ part 2 ~
The voices are gone, and I can't get back home My friends are back, but nothing's on crack Not anymore, I just don't want it like before And so my gain, won't go like rain. While I opened the door, in search for more You locked it back, now I'm back on track. I want fear gone, I don't want home.
Fear is still here, fear is still near It turns our hearts, into games of darts; When you two meet, or when you speak It makes you weak, when it's too deep. Covered in fear, afraid of losing someone dear Hiding behind masks, these are the real facts. Now on the inside, you must have realised: You want fear gone, or else you're done.
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The Spark
~ part 1 ~
He wanted to kill, that was his will To pay the bill, in order to fulfill In feeding his pill, unable to stay chill All this nonsense till, he felt down hill. Hurt, he got ill, sitting under a grill Running from his will, consumed by that pill.
She wanted to stay, but maybe she may Have tried to say, that he can relay On her every day. No need to pay Or, to be at bay, because their way Is like running away, on a big highway But then you stay, and down you lay.
He's an undead, and he's in my head When he was mad, I began seeing red; We wanted her dead, that's where it led Thoughts that were bad, stupid I could add She was so sad, while crying in bed... There's where it led; what was in my head?
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| | | Rock Bird Ghost
Numarul mesajelor : 4 Varsta : 32 Localizare : Arad Joburi/Distractii : AMV Editor Data de inscriere : 07/12/2008
| Subiect: Re: The Cursed One Dum Feb 15, 2009 2:42 am | |
| O incercare in romana:
8. Șoim cu aripa tăiată
Într'o lume minunată, de complexe măcinată, Cu poteca derivată, chiar de frică decimată Ce ar zice că'i uitată, chiar de toți abandonată; Masca mult prea căutată, puritatea nesalvată Speranța abandonată, iluzia revendicată Ce's la suprafața plată, șoim cu aripa tăiată.
Egoul vostru cel mare, se uită cu nepăsare, Și scufundă în uitare, toate lucrurile care Nu's după a sa dictare, căci el este cel mai tare; Dar nu și cel care are, drept să pună după bare Să vă țină în visare, cu iluzii drept mâncare Și o mască care pare, fără șanse pe'o cărare.
Oameni plini de vise false, ipocriți și plini de farse Ce v'aruncați de pe case, vreți ca alții să vă lase, Care aveți texte groase, sau băgați frica în mase; Voi aveți statuturi joase, puneți etichete roase Aripa'mi tăiați din oase, și apoi trăgeați foloase Iar cel ce vă ridicase, primea vorbe dureroase.
Eu nu vreau poteca voastră, să sar cu voi pe fereastră Să nu trag vreo'nvățătură, totul doar o'nvârtitură, Om într'o adunătură, blocat în adâncitură Să mai trag o căzătură, să nu mai dau de căldură. Doar că nu mai sunt o chioară, nici nu am rămas o cioară Eu sunt șoim, nu geamandură; cu voi n'am vreo legătură!
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Scris pe data de Vineri, 13 Februarie 2009. Lucky day indeed. Voiam doar sa scap de haosul pe care'l aveam prin
cap. Practic nici un vers nu are legatura cu altul.
croNous
~ part 3 ~
I don't give a damn to know who I am, Or be like them: ashes against the grain To think the same and be lost in the rain I'm not like Kain or just another Lain.
Do you think my resistance is in vain Just because this is your complex damn game?
You already know that I don't need fame Or something else just in order to tame The ones that will not accept your true name Who will eventually destroy your game.
Still think that my resistance is in vain Just because this is our complex damn game?
You gave them fake roads then make them feel free And now all you want is to make them agree That they must help the other ones to see: In their illusions it's a hell to be.
Do you think that I will let you use me And be a part of your entire scheme?
You think I will regret defying you Because I will screw everything I do And then, with no more power to see through, I will suffer seeing my life's review.
Still think I will allow you to use me And become something worse than a banshee?
I don't give a damn to know who I am I've had enough of this stupid exam, I'm sick and tired to be their codemn I'm just bored and dissappointed by them.
Can't you see I'm too bored of beeing Flame, And I'm too tired for your stupid game?
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