My only question

Nothing last forever. Not the diamonds, not even stars. Could our feelings and memories last... even after life?

lunes, enero 22

O ya no entiendo lo que está pasando o ya pasó lo que creía estar entendiendo.

miércoles, enero 10

Passing Through

All is quiet, empty streets,
All is quiet, the city sleeps,
Close my eyes,
On my knees,
And time is passing me by;
Time is passing me by,

I can't move, can't turn back;
Out of reach, my heart is black.
My silent shout
Won't set me free
And time is passing me by.

Time is passing me by. 
Time is passing me by. 
Time is passing me by.

domingo, octubre 29

The Man In Black

Well, you wonder why I always dress in black,
Why you never see bright colors on my back,
And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone.
Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on.I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,
Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town,
I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime,
But is there because he's a victim of the times.I wear the black for those who never read,
Or listened to the words that Jesus said,
About the road to happiness through love and charity,
Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me.

Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose,
In our streak of lightnin' cars and fancy clothes,
But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back,
Up front there ought 'a be a Man In Black.I wear it for the sick and lonely old,
For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold,
I wear the black in mournin' for the lives that could have been,
Each week we lose a hundred fine young men.And, I wear it for the thousands who have died,
Believen' that the Lord was on their side,
I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died,
Believen' that we all were on their side.Well, there's things that never will be right I know,
And things need changin' everywhere you go,
But 'til we start to make a move to make a few things right,
You'll never see me wear a suit of white.

Ah, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day,
And tell the world that everything's OK,
But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back,
'Till things are brighter, I'm the Man In Black.

viernes, junio 23

Detesto estar solo; pero detesto más aun querer estar con otras personas.

lunes, febrero 6


Welcome to my blog. Amuse yourself with the witnesses of how much of a fucking bitch I am. Enjoy the view.

lunes, enero 16

Not in this moment. Not in this life.

jueves, diciembre 1

Queen Of My Burning Heart

Dressed in black I stand before Her
The smell of blood like a languid sea
The sickly sweet stench of death
I taint the air with laboured breath

A thousand names, a thousand songs,
In the dead of night we share her tunes
Love and death, blood and fire
The pleasure of this dark desire

Can't you feel her darkness creeping?
Can't you hear her voices calling?
Must you dream of a world without her?
Won't you bask in her flames?

The twilight times,
The witching hour,
Praise her might,
It is time

A million years
I will serve
My queen forever
A million years
I will serve
My queen forever

I can't hear your words of warning
The beating of my heart drowns all sound
I cannot see your guiding light
The burning of my soul outshines all stars

A thousand names, a thousand songs,
In the dead of night we share her tunes
Love and death, blood and fire
The pleasure of this dark desire

The twilight times,
The witching hour,
Praise her might,
It is time

A million years
I will serve
My queen forever
A million years
I will serve
My queen forever