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A punto de despertar…

30 septiembre, 2009 Deja un comentario
No podía dejar pasar este momento, y como nos estamos renovando, a partir de mañana que es fecha especial para este su servidor en muchos sentidos, empezamos de nuevo.
Como podrán notar hubo un pequeño cambio con los colores, ya que se quejaban de que les lastimaba la vista. A partir del cambio prometo más contenido nuevo y más atención sobre este espacio que gracias a sus visitas ya rebasa las 11,500 visitas.
Esto es del Green Day moderno y aunque no me agrada mucho cómo suena, el mensaje me agrada, así que por favor…
Despiértenme cuando Septiembre termine 😀
 
 

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Scattered…

27 septiembre, 2009 Deja un comentario
Seguimos con la Nostalgia del Día Verde…
 
I’ve got some scattered pictures lying on my bedroom floor.
Reminds me of the times we shared.
Makes me wish that you were here.
Now it seems I’ve forgotten my purpose in this life.
All the songs have been erased.
Guess I’ve learned from my mistakes.

Open the past and present.
Now and we are there.
Story to tell and I am listening.
Open the past and present.
And the future too.
It’s all I’ve got and I’m giving it to you.

Loose ends tied in knots.
Leaving a lump down in my throat.
Gagging on a souvenir.
Lodged to fill another year.
Drag it on and on until my skin is ripped to shreds.
Leaving myself open wide.
Living out a sacrifice.

Open the past and present.
Now and we are there.
Story to tell and I am listening.
Open the past and present.
And the future too.
It’s all I’ve got and I’m giving it to you.

If you got no one
And I’ve got no place to go
Would it be alright?
Could it be alright?

I’ve got some scattered pictures lying on my bedroom floor.
Reminds me of the times we shared.
Makes me wish that you were here.
Now it seems I’ve forgotten my purpose in this life.
All the songs have been erased.
Guess I’ve learned from my mistakes.

Open the past and present.
Now and we are there.
Story to tell and I am listening.
Open the past and present.
And the future too.
It’s all I’ve got and I’m giving it to you.
It’s all I’ve got and I’m giving it to you.

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I’m Spechless…

21 septiembre, 2009 Deja un comentario
Ya lo había subido antes pero qué más da, a diario me siento así y le neta esta rola me late un buen.

We’re living in repetition.
Content in the same old shtick again.
Now the routine’s turning to contention,
Like a production line going a over and a over and a over, roller coaster

Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice
Speechless and redundant
‘Cause I love you’s not enough
I’m lost for words.

Choreographed and lack of passion
Prototypes of what we were
Went full circle ‘til I’m nauseous
Taken for granted now
I waste it, faked it, ate it, now i hate it

‘Cause I cannot speak, I lost my voice
Speechless and redundant
‘Cause I love you’s not enough
I’m a loss for words.

Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice
I’m speechless and redundant
‘Cause I love you’s not enough
I’m lost for words.

Now I cannot speak, I lost my voice
I’m speechless and redundant
‘Cause I love you’s not enough
I’m lost for words.

 
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Superar la velocidad del dolor?..

11 septiembre, 2009 Deja un comentario

Hace 10 años cuando la escuché por primera vez no creí que tuviera tanto sentido tiempo después…  y hay lamentablemente quien piensa que este señor sólo hace música satánica.

Esto se llama The Speed of Pain y viene en el Mechanical Animals, para mí el mejor trabajo del reverendo, a pesar de haberse desecho de la asesoría de Trent Reznor.

Espero lo disfruten

They slit our throats
Like we were flowers
And our milk has been
Devoured
When you want it
It goes away too fast
Times you hate it
It always seems to last
Just remember when you think
You’re free
The crack inside your fucking heart is me
(thought, not spoken):
I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day
I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day
I wish I could sleep
But I can’t lay on my back
Because there’s a knife
For everyday that I’ve known you
When you want it
It goes away too fast
Times you hate it
It always seems to last
Just remember when you think
You’re free
The crack inside your fucking heart is me
(thought, not spoken):
I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day
I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day
Lie to me, cry to me, give to me
I would
Lie with me, die with me, give to me
I would
Keep all your secrets wrapped in dead hair always
Keep all your secrets wrapped in dead hair always
Lie to me, cry to me, give to me
I would
Lie with me, die with me, give to me
I would
I hope that we die holding hands
for always
I hope that we die holding hands
for always
I hope that we die holding hands


 

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Estoy en paz con mi lujuria…

3 septiembre, 2009 Deja un comentario
Podría escribir un millón de palabras y ni así terminaría de expresarme, sólo dejo el video…
 
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