Gender: Male
Status: In a Relationship
Age: 15
Sign: Virgo
City: Mianus
Country: PR
Signup Date: 8/25/2006
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October 24, 2009 - Saturday
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His dark soul wandering in the street,
looking for gold, asking every people he meets,
they give the golds, he looks for death,
searching and searching, wasting his breath.
Next day enters in the innocence,
angst, rage without any sense,
goes, and the helpless chorus sang,
gets the gun, pull the trigger, bang bang.
Killing spree was on his mind,
soul by soul stabs in behind,
next thing he knows sirens appear
trouble comes ahead, he fears.
Blood spills all around,
screaming in agony aloud,
thy sees shooting stars,
now he's hands behind bars.
Sitting on a wooden chair,
looking through the clear glass,
looks at the bright moon and asks,
"why did I do these things?"
Through the glass a bright light shows up,
blinding the man, just enough,
a powerful feeling overtakes him,
shouts, gets to his knees and says
"I'll prove you I'll become a clean soul,
that clean soul once I used to be,
I shouldn't had my heart completely sold,
Trust me, this will be a new beginning, you'll see..."
This marked him the unforgettable day.
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October 6, 2009 - Tuesday
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Reaching for help
has become extinct
since God knows when
showing no hint.
Corrupted lies
dropping bomb showers
right of the sky
leaving the good die young.
A well played success
of Communism
mind-numbing with excess
leaving a prophecy killed.
(Chorus)
Sin-ce-rely!
I can't help but face the truth
(so) Prepare-for-your grave!
I don't need this world and never will have me.
(EndOfChorus)
Let it be, let it be, let it be...
Let it be, let it destroy.
Compare and Contrast
money and fame
which you're dumb to realize
this painful fact
Encouraging the false
stating for no reason
and you're the leading cause
the downfall of Expressionism
(Chorus)
You! bring nothing but
Failure! and misery to this life! (Let it be, Let it be)
crawl back to your
unconscious mind! (Let it destroy!)
Failure and Misery!
(solo)
Let it be, let it be, let it be...
Let it be, let it destroy.
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October 6, 2009 - Tuesday
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Oh, wisdom sun
luminous hope
free my mind
devour my pain.
Oh, restless sun
call upon me
take me to safe
pour your living rain.
Shine me your rays
and give me strength
to reach the high
inspiration.
Close the gate
of unholiness
clear the evil
devastation.
(PreChorus)
But time marches
into your breathing
fast as light
it disappears.
As you descend
a heart stops living
thus in the horizon
the white spirit appears.
(EndOfPreChorus)
(Chorus)
Oh, mother nature
please don't let it die
clear the wicked
and let me breathe.
Hear the howls
of reckoning
the eye of the beholder
falling on endless sleep.
(CloseOfChorus)
The warmth of your fire
keeps me sealed
the haze crushes
the demon inside.
Your presence
rise the doomed
cleanses a soul
and grows a new life.
The calming sea
of mother earth
reflected by
your powerful beam.
Shows a road
a worthy sign
of reality
turning into dreams.
(pre-chorus)
(Chorus)
..(chorus again x2)
(Hmm... piano break? Pre-chorus and ending)
But time marches
into your breathing
fast as light
it disappears.
As you descend
a heart stops living
thus in the horizon
the white spirit appears.
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July 17, 2009 - Friday
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Category: Music
The cyanide washing up the clouds,
the angels running in endless circles,
the forbidden war now clearly shown,
the scars from time to time are found.
(pre-chorus)
The memories Keep fading away,
the scenes trapped in a web of empty thoughts,
our dear possessions lost while fought,
our waking days falls into truth behind walls.
(EndofPreChorus)
There are moments to live,
there are moments to die,
but there are no moments to survive.
There are moments to succeed,
there are moments to fail,
but there are no moments to try.
The shrilling voice of insanity,
Waking souls once lost and forgotten,
the isolation of temptation,
they go and grief the problems they've gotten.
(Pre Chorus)
(chorus)
The stars shining fire, falling down,
the air that we breathe, disappears,
the mourning face bleed for help,
desolation, put on your crown.
The living cities lost their heart,
tranquility lost on oceans,
the drunken vision approaches,
when the moon shines the opposite.
(EndOfChorus)
There are moments to see,
there are moments to kill,
but there are no moments to feel.
There are moments for truth,
there are no moments for lies,
but there are no moments to reason.
Living fire caught in a blink of an eye,
breath stealing days keep on searching,
feeding strangers, eternal darkness,
no bridge to get to the other way.
(Pre-Chorus)
(chorus)
There are moments to live,
there are moments to die,
but there are no moments to sur...
(Chorus x2)
The memories Keep fading away,
the scenes trapped in a web of empty thoughts,
our dear possessions lost while fought,
our waking days falls into truth behind walls...
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July 11, 2009 - Saturday
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una vez, fuimos pa plaza del sol,
buscar sueters, burgers y un panadol,
pasamos pol home depot, ya llegamo,
SEA LA MADRE EL PARKING ESTA LLENO.
(chorus)
Salgesen, puñeta,
vamos a, comprar to',
vallesen, a chupar,
mucha mu, cha teta
No me re, tes de cho-,
car tu ca, rro dañau,
si no kie, res salir,
te meto, po'l culo!
Hay parking vacios de impedidos,
pero no tenemos los pies jodidos,
Vamos pol pep boys, Uno y Oriental,
todo esta fuckin lleno dame anal!
Salgesen, puñeta,
vamos a, comprar to',
vallesen, a chupar,
mucha mu, cha teta
No me re, tes de cho-,
car tu ca, rro dañau,
si no kie, res salir,
te meto, po'l culo!
Ya pol walmart todavia sta lleno,
ke se joda kiero gaby mini dona!
yo me bajo pa comprar las fuckin donas,
comimos ya stamos feliz pero no hay parking!
Salgesen, puñeta,
vamos a, comprar to',
vallesen, a chupar,
mucha mu, cha teta
No me re, tes de cho-,
car tu ca, rro dañau,
si no kie, res salir,
te meto, po'l culo!
(Breakdown)
YA ES LA NOCHE Y SIGUE LLENO,
AVANSEN COÑO YA KEREMOS IR,
ESTE MALL ES PURO TOTO MIERDA,
(spoken) Tengo hambre kiero burger king...
(spoken)
-Weno papá stas jodio pq esto esta muy lleno. ya stoy arto, vamonos pal carajo!
-vamonos, esto cabrones son to' mala fe!
(another breakdown)
CABRONES! (x3)
- Loko, vamos a chekear en rio hondo está abierto esta hora.
- Hmmm dale.
(back to the song)
el parking sta vacio! (x2)
el parking sta fuckin vacio!
(spoken)
Plaza del sol me lo mama...
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July 8, 2009 - Wednesday
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Current mood:  accomplished
Category: Music
Entitled "Faith-Healer"
This castle had never grown,
the everlasting greed,
the fears below had risen.
This heart of yours I drew,
abominated, never freed,
thoughts of being unforgiven.
Burning fire in your eyes,
the same fire, burning your life,
all turns down into ashes.
Your wisdom slowly dies,
feeling like stabbed with a knife,
and your spirit falls down, and crashes.
(PreChorus)
You think this is over,
it's the apocalypse of your nightmares,
the last leaf of December,
slowly falls down on your hopeless face.
The doors close and shut,
there's no way to escape the guiltiness,
why sit and give up,
the faith-healer will watch and guide your way.
(EndOfPreChorus)
(chorus)
Take his hand and fly away,
purify your heart and soul,
prevail the evil inside,
feel the first breath of your life.
Your emotions up and down,
all your mercy lost and found,
but never fear, shed some light,
the faith-healer has arrived.
(CloseOfChorus)
Like the ocean and the wind,
it'll lead you to the unknown,
the sound is full of answer.
This is the feeling of your end,
the cracked path is now shown,
and the sound thunders anger.
Drowning in condemned water,
thoughts of delusional lies,
all handed down through time.
Revealing your inner monster,
the obsession of hatred rise,
all ain't worth a dime.
(Pre-Chorus)
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
This Terminal Tragedy,
will soon be lifted,
upon your shoulder,
and soon be free.
Unlock this vision of hope,
entice this new life,
this is the work of, (x2)
this is the blessing of the faith-healer.
(CloseOfBridge)
(Instrumental)
Believe in me! (various repetitions)
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