25 de mai. de 2008

And then there was silence

"Turn your head and see the fields of flames

He carries along
From a distant place
He's on his way
He'll bring decay
(don't move along cause things they will go wrong
the end is getting closer day by day)
in shades of grey
We're doomed to face the night
Light's out of sight

Since we've reached the point of no return
We pray for starlight
We wait for the moon
The sky is empty
Alone in the unknown
We're getting nowhere

We have been betrayed
By the wind and the rain
The sacred halls empty and cold
The sacrifice made should not be done in vain
Revenge will be taken by Rome

We live a lie
Under the dying moon
Pale faced laughs doom
Indulges in delight

It's getting out of hand
The final curtain will fall
Hear my voice
There is no choice
There's no way out
You'll find out

We don't regret it
So many man have failed
But now he's gone
Go out and get it
The madman's head it shall be thine
We don't regret it
That someone else dies hidden in disguise
Go out and get it
Orion's hound shines bright

Don't you think it's time to stop the chase
Around the ring
Just stop running, running
Round the ring
Don't you know that fate has been decided
By the gods
Feel the distance, distance
Out of reach

Welcome to the end...
Watch your step, Cassandra
You may fall
As I've stumbled on the field
Sister mine
Death's a certain thing
Find myself in darkest places
Find myself drifting away
And the otherworld
The otherworld appears

Find myself, she dies in vain
I cannot be freed
I'm falling down
As time runs faster
Moves towards disaster
The ferryman will wait for you
My dear

And then there was silence
Just a voice from the otherworld
Like a leaf in an icy world
Memories will fade

Misty tales and poems lost
All the bliss and beauty will be gone
May my weary soul find release for a while
At the moment of death I will smile
It's the triumph of shame and disease
In the end
Iliad

Raise my hands and praise the day
Brake the spell, show me the way
In decay
The flame of Troy will shine bright

The newborn child would carry ruin to the hall
The newborn's death will be a blessing to us all

Good choice?
Bad choice?
Out of three
You've choosen misery
Power and wisdom
You deny
Bad choice

War is the only answer
When love will conquer fear
So the judgment's been made
To the fairest
The graceful says
Badly he fails

Warning
Fear the heat of passion, father king
Don't let him in
Don't let her in
Desire, lust, obssession
Death they'll bring
We can't get out
Once they are in

She's like the sunrise
Outshines the moon at night
Precious like starlight
She'll bring in a murderous price

In darkness grows the seed of man's defeat
Jealousy
I can clearly see the end now
I can clearly see the end now
I can clearly see the end now

The thread of life in spun
The coin's been placed below my tongue
Never give up
Never give in
Be on our side
So we can win
Never give up
Never give in
Be on our side

Old moon's time is soon to come

Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
Nothing to lose
Like one we'll stand
We'll face the storm
Created by man

Troy, Troy, Troy, Troy

And as the lion
Slaughters man
I am the wolf
And you're the lamb

Hallowed Troy shall fall
Round the walls
Faith is shattered, bodies fall

Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
Nothing to lose
Like one we'll stand
It's all for one and one for all
All we live for will be wiped out

I feel that something's wrong
Surprise, surprise they're gone
Full moon your time goes by
And new moon's still kept out of sight

We live
We die

Misty tales and poems lost
All the bliss and beauty will be gone
May my weary soul find release for a while
At the moment of death I will smile
It's the triumph of shame and disease
In the end
Iliad

Raise my hands and praise the day
Brake the spell, show me the way
In decay
The flame of Troy will shine bright

Roam in darkness
Spread the vision
We will be lost if you truly believe
Troy in darkness
There's a cold emptiness in our hearts
That they've gone away
And won't come back

They'll tear down the wall to bring it in
They'll truly believe in the lie
With blossoms they'll welcome the old foe

The vision's so clear
When day and dream unite
The end is near
You'd better be prepared

The nightmare shall be over now
There's nothing more to fear
Come join in our singing
And dance with us now
The nightmare shall be over now
There's nothing more to fear
The war it is over, forevermore

No hope
The blind leads the blind
Carry on
Though future's denied
Mare or stallion
There's far more inside
We are in at the kill
We'll cheerfully die

Misty tales and poems lost
All the bliss and beauty will be gone
May my weary soul find release for a while
At the moment of death I will smile
It's the triumph of shame and disease
In the end
Iliad

Raise my hands and praise the day
Brake the spell, show me the way
In decay
The flame of Troy will shine bright

Its holy light shines on
So the judgement's been made
We're condemned though the trial's far ahead
The crack of doom
Father
Your handsome son is heading home

Heading home

Still the wind blows
Calm and silent
Carries news from a distant shore

Out of mind
Can't get it
Can't get it out of my head

Sorrow and defeat
Sorrow and defeat"

- Blind Guardian, And then there was silence

24 de mai. de 2008

13 de mai. de 2008

Acostumar

Horrível


Virou sinonimo de adaptar
Não é


O pior
é acostumar
com um sofrimento
desnecessário.
me engano
não é o sofrimento
em si...



Sim
o costume
de não termos
compaixão.

por tão
acostumados que
estamos.

Ah,
os limites da alma...

nossos.
só nossos.

...

...

Irmão Pedro

Pedro era desses homens raros, de coração sensível, carinhoso, honesto, leal e amável.
Um dia descobriu que não podia amar
Sentia no seu coração que o amor, assim como a vida, é sofrimento.
Não que achasse isso bom ou ruim...
Sabia na sua alma que o sofrimento do homem é o que engendra toda essa loucura que é o nosso mundo.
E que o seu coração não aguentaria tal golpe.

...

e não posso continuar
pela falta de fé em minhas palavras

Pedro também.
Decidiu amar, sofrer e eventualmente morrer, para provar que eu estava errado...
Ele amou, se entregou, e foi enganado.
A dor, que era todo o seu coração, e frágil que era o seu coração, o levou a saltar do 5º andar.
A dor, assim como a Luz de Deus para os nossos olhos, e assim como a Voz de Deus para os nossos ouvidos, era demais para o coração de Pedro.
Mas, ele viveu.
Em suas palavras, Amou.

Adeus,

Número 2 pela tarde

Estava eu a fazer um número 2, esses que batem logo depois de almoçar, e estudando Historia del Cine II, pensei em postar algo aqui.
Não sei bem o que dizer.
Acho que sinto falta de comunicar com o hoje... com a posteridade pode ser muito solitário.
Tenho que estudar! Mas o interesse me falta... E o pior é que é legal, eu gosto, mas no momento não consigo... Tem algo borbulhando na cabeça que não me deixa focar em certas matérias. Talvez nenhuma. Por que, é tudo tão diferente... me sinto indiferente frente a maioria das aulas. O pior é que gosto muito! Tenho um prazer enorme com todos os assuntos da faculdade... Mas falta algo. Ou não falta nada. O que também constrange minhas atitudes... Mas! Me sinto Bem :D
Enfim! Tenho que fazer o projeto curricular desse ano e não tenho algo muito certo... Algo sobre paixões :)
Diários pt.2 está prestes a ser feito. Faltam uns detalhes.
Los Plagiadores, por falta de atividade, entra em recesso eterno talvez :) Time falhou nessa! Senão fica só eu, O Plagiador hahuahuahuahahau :D
Estou lendo Guerra e Paz e o O Novo Testamento.
Guerra e Paz...

Ordet e Gertrud são os 2 filmes que vi esse ano e que já se infiltraram em todo o meu ser.
...

Qué más?
Nada minha gente.
Tá tudo bão :D

posto essa basura ou não?
posto.

2 de mai. de 2008

0205

Sinto falta da familia :)
De encostar minha cabeça na do meu irmão
meu nariz no da minha mãe
meu rosto no do meu pai
cocegas na minha irmãzinha
abraçar a magasta...
um beijo no adam
Sei que enquanto o coraçao grita
eles escutam no vento
uma doce melodia.
e no rio
uma melancólica
poesia.