Apr 30, 2010

Commandment?

A dream of madness,

A way to sadness,

Lights the way,

Towards oblivion…

The place that rests my head,

The stone above me,

The name written,

A cruel joke…

In my name thou shall kill,

And painted with blood,

All the faces in my church…

Bow before false prophets,

Worship the lies,

Bleed for your god,

Bow before the lord of flies,

Forgiveness is what I call sin…

Spreading disease

Is all that soothes you within

Join the circle in the forest

Around the fire, spin

The dance of madness,

Release your sadness

And the beast that dwells

Inside your soul,

Weak human,

Aborted puppet of the master,

Discarded toy of a childish god,

Your place, forever more,

To drown in sin…

Apr 16, 2010

Pana cand azi va fi fost ieri...

Totul e cenusiu azi

In lumea ce ma cuprinde

Ecourile mortii incearca

Sa ma readuca la viata

Dar aripile sunt frante

Sa ma ridice nu pot

Caci totul apasa

Atat de greu

Mereu

Prea mult

Si noaptea se lasa

Prea repede

Atarna si mortii

In franghiile destinului

Danseaza veseli in bataia vantului

Ce aduce miros de nuc

Si astfel zilele mele se duc…

Apr 15, 2010

Locul in care nu s-a intamplat nimic

Locul in care nu s-a intamplat nimic

E locul in care vise nu mor

Nici lacrimi nu curg

Caci zilele trec anoste

Fara durere, si fara moarte

Caci timpul a uitat a curge

In nemiscarea crunta

Nimeni nu traieste

Nici bucurii si nici suspine

Nimic nu se intampla

In locul acesta blestemat

Uitat de toti

Uitat de timp

Uitat de lume

Copaci ce nu cresc

Ca nici vantul nu bate

Si totusi aerul miroase a moarte

Si in departare se aud

Ecourile viselor sfaramate…

Apr 12, 2010

Noapte

Noaptea cea grea se asternea

In inima celui ce nu avea sa moara

Mai trista decat cerul

Si luna insangerata cade

Peste lumea infranta


In jocul crudului destin

Premiul mortii il primesc

Doar resemnatii sortii


Atata timp cat eu ma zbat

Si lacrimile par eterne

Sangele nu va inceta a curge

Nici inima a bate


Sfidez o lume inchisa in secunde

Si noaptea-mi pare mai placuta

Atunci cand nu o sa mai am ce spune,

Odihna intr-un final ma va cuprinde

Apr 11, 2010

Delusion?

As darkness dies

And the terrible dawn comes to power

The mind that could not rest

At last found the fountain of peace

And all the tears went dry

Just for an instant

And all the prayers listened

Drowning in the light

Redemption was for a moment

Possible

Closer to what some would call heaven

The warm light of a loving soul

Embraced the darkness

As the night turned into day

A dream caressed his dying flesh

The taste of sin just for a moment

Faded

But purity in time

Is slowly passing away

In the graves of our souls

To be buried next to hope

For a while

Just to be risen

And once again fallen

On and on

Insanely subdued

In the cycle of life

There is no escape

Just one way out

Looking through the barrel of a gun

The bullet smiles

And tells you lies

“Release me now,

And I’ll release you

From your hellish life

And all desires will be gone

At peace at last

Your time to rest”

But the hole will burn you greater

And to hell with all you want...

Apr 4, 2010

horroR

Dark omens cloud the night

Deafening silence screaming for blood

Anguish is rising inside

Darkness clouds my sight

Troubled thoughts won’t leave my mind

A tear that flows

Yet I claim to not know why

A pain that seizes my heart

I fear

I’m scared

I’m scarred

I fall

I scream

I hurt

I need

I feel

I cry

I break

My thoughts

My blood

My life

My pain

My scars

My lust

All for you

Apr 3, 2010

a tale of a boy...

Freedom is here, said the boy

As laughter erupted on his face,

No pain or terror, just dreams

Years of grief, just a memory

No more prisons made of gold

Barely waiting for the future

Anxious his destiny to unfold

A rush of dreams that shook his heart

He was getting high on hopes

And all those that witnessed

Where amazed

The thirst for life was just too much

Free from sickness he would be

No more simple paths to choose

No restrictions, pills or ooze

Freedom is here, said the boy

Just an instant before he died

There was a rock that fell into his head

Thrown from a god forsaken window

Just to scare away a bird

Had he passed a second sooner

That rock would have simply shattered

At his feet, or in a gutter

Where his blood

Now forms a puddle…

Yet in that second,

Had he truly lived?