Muerto, pero dormidoQuisiera cortarme el cuello para liberar este nudo en mi garganta.Mirar adentro para ver que me pasa, que me falta.Meter mi mano para sentir el miedo y el frío.Y darme cuenta que por dentro…estoy vacío.Rebusque en medio de costillasmi corazón.Para ver si aun servia.Toque mi estomago buscando comida;saque arena negra, mas bien ceniza.Abrí mi pechopara liberar este vacío,para ver lo sabido.Estaba muerto, pero dormido.
Blind Man's LoveThe blind man's love:Me?I don't seeI do feelI do hearI do kissYou?You do seeSo you feel what you seeYou hear what you seeAnd you kiss what you seeMy love is a blind man's love.My kisses always ended up on your lips, I loved you each time I heard your voiceAnd I saw you in the gentle touch of your skin, where I used to breathe.My love, are you still there?Because I don't feel you anymore,I can't kiss you anymoreI can't hear you anymore,I can't feel you anymore,And what's worse...I can't breathe.You said: "I love you, I'm here."But a blind man can't see.I can't hear you no more,I heard a lady saying: "I love you, I'm here."To a man who did not answer, how could he deserve these words more than me?A blind manIn the dark, obscure world he choused.I'm the blind man.I just have my eyes close.Open my eyes and let me see you.You love me? Or you don't...ANSWER ME!!!IM NOT BREATHING ANYMORE, TIME IS TAKING MY BREATH AWAY!!!Please, end this....I'm dyingCan't yo
Sweet RapeLay down on my couchKeep eyes closeBreatheLet me get inFeel your painCry while I kiss your eyesBreathe fasterWhile your chin shakes in sorrowTotal darkness, in daylightMy curtains are closedYou only see horizontal rays of light coming from them,Crashing in our compound silhouetteTears and drops of sweat down our bodiesI lie to get you hereYou don't care anymoreJust feel the fearI was the aggressor, but now you don't want me stopYou threw me on the floorNow you are the one on topMy breath hesitatesIn the middle of a sweet rapeRays of daylight dance on your faceDown to your breastAnd die on the leatherChoking me has become your fetishBreathing on the edge of deathI close my eyesFeeling your love and my death embraceKiss my lips, your satisfiedMy life ends with the taste you left.
Remember me?Soulslave'sReasonDo you remember me?I'm the one who tried to talk with you every night.Do you remember?The one who ask you for favors for others, but even knowing that what I ask for wasn't for me you never make them come true.Do you remember me?The kid that always was in pain and always has been in it since he remembers.Do you remember me?The one who knows that I have always been talking with myself. The one that knows that truth, that there is no God or Satan. That the only thing that exist is Good and Bad; and each thing lives inside of us.Do you remember?The one that knowing that you don't exist still talks with you, Because it makes me feel better. Even knowing that you don't exist, even knowing that there's nothing you can do about how I feel and what happens in my life, I still talk with you, I still buy the lie.Now you remember meCuz you're me. I'm my God and my Satan. I have the power to create happiness or pain. Life or death. But I can't create conscience in human minds.Human the