Death

Death
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jueves, 19 de febrero de 2009

Satania







En plenilunio bebo



tu maldita sangre



derramada



del cáliz de plata,



satánico ritual,



altar de los condenados



que espera



el sacrificio final



para alimentarse



de las almas



impuras y soslayadas,



que en larga hilera



aguardan



su castigo inmortal.


Te bebo íntegro


pues me perteneces,


como tu maldita alma


que ya es mía


desde tiempo ha.


Inclínate ante mí,


esclavo de mi averno.


Tu hora ha llegado,


ya no hay vuelta atrás.

lunes, 12 de enero de 2009

Death Of An Angel



Dusk found her lying upon a bed of black sand.



Suddenly all of her whiteness,



That of her genuine purity



Was covered by darkness...



And the ice queen lazily,



Stretching herself, awakened.



And stood up slowly.



Darkness then was deep enough.



She spread her wings, all them wide.



Their whiteness glowing, enlightening



The little piece of darkness surrounding her.



Her sparkling aura, growing more and more glittering;



With that of her unique white-lilac colored bright,



Among the shadows of the night.



And she was alive... Remembered the icy angel,



It was time.



Shaking her magnificent wings,



One by one its iridescent feathers.



The angel took flight.



The sky was deeply cloudy,



But the kindy moon guided her.



Though began... the rain; her vision vanishing.



The heavy drops hitting roughly her softly naked skin.



The wind blew against her, hampering her weak wings´



Attempts to go ahead.



But she didn´t care... She knew she would.



So she took her inner power, all of her mightyness;



And assailed with anger against them all,



Nothing able to stop her now.



With a winner´s smile, she flew higher and higher



Into the infinite dark of the nighty skies.



Looking forward for her destiny,



The lonely angel kept on flying...



Up and up to the heights, reaching the most remote afars.



Jumping from star to star, enjoying that flight;



Her last...



Gaming and playing and cheating,



For last time...



As she went more and more afar, jumping from star to star.



Looking for some paradise, she once had.



But no luck, was lost; as so many much,



She once had...



Angel wasting her time lack.



She went on her path, the one that´d take her



To the end of times.



The lonely angel in her last flight



Looked below her, from the heights...



With an amazing gest reflected in her large naive eyes.



How small looked it all! And how infinite it all was!



An only glaze...



Then she heard the summon, that she was expecting.



That one convoking. The angel folded her wings



And let herself go...



She lost her consciousness, and long dreamed...



About her whole life, recalling from the past,



Leaving it all behind with no future designed.



The angel awoke, was a bit scared



So, didn´t open her eyes...



But yes, perceived other sensations.



Smells and sounds. And... a kind of heat,



Closely at her side...



A smooth caress on her naked skin;



On her lips, the sweetest kiss.



The angel tasted it, liked it.



Opened her blinking eyes,



And could see herself reflected in another eyes...



Into the deepest blueish green, like some weird sea,



Those eyes...



Into them her mind had lost



So many times before...



Now for everlasting caught



Into its atemporal giddingly tunnel.



She left herself to be lost.



And the angel knew she´d reached her goals.



Staring at white and black, feathers mixed.



Bodies, spirits, all of them becoming one.



No possession, none; only a conversion.



A neverending one...



The angel knew...



She had finally reached the end of the times.



Then, the angel died...

























A pedido de mi amigo Micky, quien hoy cumple años,
vuelvo a postear esto.

TKM! Micky, Feliz Cumple!!!

viernes, 3 de octubre de 2008

Echoes Of A Broken Promise


Got a tombstone in my heart
Nothing is written on it,
For nothing is what I am
As empty as my life is...
Got the light in my right hand,
No one to enlighten with;
The darkness in my left hand,
Nobody to share with.
Fulfilled once myself was,
I can remember quite well...
I have a sign... it´s not my fault,
It was given to me on my birth.
Questioning deep on my mind
A broken promise´s still heard...
Was it all a waste of time?
How can I trust in your words...?
A music sounds in my thoughts
Crying out loud kinda blues,
Reminding me all... a loss
Says... And I´m still loving you...
Drowning with tears my eyes.
Where´re them gone, those dreams?
And the mirror viciously laughs:
Not here... not here...
I don´t belong to this world.
Mistreated, hurt by my Brother;
A broken promise... no hope.
Better go away, embrace Father.
And wander, just only wander...
For there´s nothing left.
Alone... I cannot handle
Without you, the one I fell.

martes, 30 de septiembre de 2008

Something On My Mind


There´s something on my mind, can´t you see it... can´t you see?

Hope it´s also in your mind, it can be happiness or misery.

There´s something on my mind, can´t you feel it... can´t you feel?

In your mostly deep insights brush the pain, behold the sweet.

There´s something on my mind, can´t you read it... can´t you read?

Spell it all within the signs, you´re the one to make it be.

There´s something on my mind, can´t you hear it... can´t you hear?

It´s loud now crying out ourselves should lift and meet.

See me around, feel me within; read my mind, hear my scream.

Take my summon, will me as I do; wish as I wish upon dreaming of you.

Just listen to my heart´s beats, and synchronize yours with...

There´s something on my mind, do you think... what do you think?

Does your vision focus flight? Nothing else, except for we...

There´s something on my mind, can´t you will... oh, can´t you will?

Loss of consciousness, loss of time; land of wishes, an only wish.

There´s something on my mind... Maybe it´s only just a dream.

Though I want it on its kind way... awesome means.

There´s something on my mind, and it´s all addressed to thee...

You´re the one I want to find inside my thoughts and inside me.

See me around, feel me within; read my mind, hear my scream.

Take my summon, will me as I do; wish as I wish upon dreaming of you.

Just listen to my heart´s beats, and synchronize yours with...

domingo, 17 de agosto de 2008

Deseosa Emisión


No te imaginas la enormidad del deseo que florece dentro mío cuando te veo;

ni siquiera en los más increíbles sueños, podrías percibir, de él, ni un momento.

Si supieras cómo quisiera fundirme en el fondo más recóndito de tu cuerpo;

y en tus entrañas, con las mías confundirte, y poderme derivar en tu cerebro.

Si las ondas que mi aura te transmite receptases en tu piel cuasi insensible,

notarías que el calor que de ellas mana no es deperdicio de energía vana.

Si tu frialdad claudicara un instante, sabrías que ella es sólo aparente;

y entonces, yo resultaría bastante para colmar tu vida indiferente.

Si comprendieses la pureza de este amor que te brindo con total desinhibición,

sin prejuicios, con su absoluto candor que es ardiente, sin llegar a ser pasión;

te dejarías atrapar por la ternura, que con tanto desparpajo está brotando

de mi ser, transformándose en dulzura y, que solamente a ti, se está brindando.

Si las caricias que mi mente desparrama te produjeran las mismas sensaciones

por toda tu integridad humana, como la mía que está plena de emociones,

permitirías crecer esta relación, que es simplemente un sentimiento entero

y que, aunque pueda parecer un sin razón, no por ello deja de ser verdadero.

Por eso es que te pido que me dejes lo profundo de tu espíritu horadar

para conciliar en una nuestras mentes, y la misma senda, a dúo caminar.

Sin impuestas condiciones, seguirás las pocas pautas que yo te puedo dar,

pero que te aseguro, te conducirán a alcanzar una felicidad real.

Francamete, en principio, habrás de ser. Ese escudo protector debes quebrar,

y asumir que él no reporta ningún bien a la meta que te has propuesto llegar.

No disfraces de grande tu experiencia, suelen doler las malas interpretaciones.

En la inmensa cavidad de tu conciencia viven las bases de las revelaciones.

No es preciso que te indique el camino, sé muy bien que no has de desviarte;

seguirás rutas que guíen tu destino, pero al final, hallarás la que yo marque.

Y en ese momento entenderás que tu sino arribó a una encrucijada.

Y tal vez por salir de ella lucharás... Concientizarás tu mente atrapada...

Es que en ella, mis palabras vibrarán, aturdiendo tus sentidos por completo.

Como si fueran ecos del universo, sincrónicas en tus tímpanos reiterarán:

"Rompe los tabúes que anulan tu progresión. Elimina las sombras, déjate inundar

por el profundo goce, la satisfacción de ver desterrado al oscuro represor".

Y así, muy lentamente te vas a liberar... Tu moralidad dará su último estertor...

Entonces serás fácil de templar y vaciar toda tu existencia en mi interior.

martes, 13 de mayo de 2008

Mirrors

Thoughts repently awared of insights
My eyes stared at the deadlines
As the southern sighs reached my ears.
Empty space suddenly fulfilled with mirrors.
Through them my mind
Flies in an apparent freedom.
But I feel scared of being caught;
Too much frightened...
Sorrounded by lots of different traps.
Mirrors... Jails...
Never being free again.
Oh, I´m afraid!
Though, go on following my way
That´s written by my destination fate;
That, I´m trying to change...
Power... Success...
What does that mean?
Sights unseen...
Feelings felt
Without a choice to feel
Them; no longer kept
Into the emptiness of me,
Within the nothing of my being.
Mirrors... They reflect
My dark inside,
Foreverness night...
Star lights are high,
Covered by moon shadows.
Rain that flooded my heart.
Tears... Some strangers
Becoming from my eyes,
Invading sights unknown
Within the pain in my soul.
I would never die...
Reborn to life
One and ever and...
Till the end of times.
And the mirrors all around.
And you behind...

lunes, 12 de mayo de 2008

Odd Dream

It was already day, but I turned it night.
Was laying in bed surrounded by the dark.
Was sleepy and tired, my eyes closing down.
But I forced my mind, and then took flight.
With my overcast vision I crossed the skies.
All senses focusing on an only one desire.
My wings raised me up... up to the heights.
Leaving flashes of light as I flew across the miles.
Eating them as a hungry shark, going far and far.
The distance was hurting my poor little I.
But I´m not so easy to let fall down.
Then something in the air kept my attention.
I knew I was there, so improved my concentration.
Spread my wings all them wide.
Let them take me down on a softly glide.
And seeing you below me, my love,
Let my self gently fall down.
Penetrating your body, reaching you.
No more self I got then, just became part of you.
There I stayed with no consciousness.
Feeling warm, lost in space and time.
Without any bit of my loneliness.
Together, being us only one.
Don´t remember having returned,
I don´t think I could have...
Somehow got up being me again.
Maybe you woke me up.
Yes, a new day began.
And I miss you, my love.

Death Of An Angel


Dusk found her lying upon a bed of black sand.
Suddenly all of her whiteness,
That of her genuine purity
Was covered by darkness. .
And the ice queen lazily,
stretching herself, awakened.
And stood up slowly.
Darkness then was deep enough.
She spread her wings, all them wide.
Their whiteness glowing, enlightening
The little piece of darkness surrounding her.
Her sparkling aura, growing more and more glittering;
With that of her unique white-lilac colored bright,
Among the shadows of the night.
And she was alive... Remembered the icy angel,
It was time.
Shaking her magnificent wings,
One by one its iridescent feathers.
The angel took flight.
The sky was deeply cloudy,
But the kindy moon guided her.
Though began... the rain; her vision vanishing.
The heavy drops hitting roughly her softly naked skin.
The wind blew against her, hampering her weak wings´
Attempts to go ahead.
But she didn´t care... She knew she would.
So she took her inner power, all of her mightyness;
And assailed with anger against them all,
Nothing able to stop her now.
With a winner´s smile, she flew higher and higher
Into the infinite dark of the nighty skies.
Looking forward for her destiny,
The lonely angel kept on flying...
Up and up to the heights, reaching the most remote afars.
Jumping from star to star, enjoying that flight;
Her last...
Gaming and playing and cheating,
For last time...
As she went more and more afar, jumping from star to star.
Looking for some paradise, she once had.
But no luck, was lost; as so many much,
She once had...
Angel wasting her time lack.
She went on her path, the one that´d take her
To the end of times.
The lonely angel in her last flight
Looked below her, from the heights...
With an amazing gest reflected in her large naive eyes.
How small looked it all! And how infinite it all was!
An only glaze...
Then she heard the summon, that she was expecting.
That one convoking. The angel folded her wings
And let herself go...
She lost her consciousness, and long dreamed...
About her whole life, recalling from the past,
Leaving it all behind with no future designed.
The angel awoke, was a bit scared
So, didn´t open her eyes...
But yes, perceived other sensations.
Smells and sounds. And... a kind of heat,
Closely at her side...
A smooth caress on her naked skin;
On her lips, the sweetest kiss.
The angel tasted it, liked it.
Opened her blinking eyes,
And could see herself reflected in another eyes...
Into the deepest blueish green, like some weird sea,
Those eyes...
Into them her mind had lost
So many times before...
Now for everlasting caught
Into its atemporal giddingly tunnel.
She left herself to be lost.
And the angel knew she´d reached her goals.
Staring at white and black, feathers mixed.
Bodies, spirits, all of them becoming one.
No possession, none; only a conversion.
A neverending one...
The angel knew...
She had finally reached the end of the times.
Then, the angel died...