Aún me queda otro recuerdo

Y lo quiero plasmar antes de olvidar. Se cierran los ojos. Se apagan las luces. Se desvanece el sentido... se pierde la consciencia y el entorno vuelve a emborronarse, como los besos que perdí entre las gotas de lluvia. Hasta la próxima... que la habrá.

"Judith"

You're such an inspiration for the ways
That I'll never ever choose to be
Oh so many ways for me to show you
How the savior has abandoned you
Fuck your God
Your Lord and your Christ
He did this
Took all you had and
Left you this way
Still you pray, you never stray
Never taste of the fruit
You never thought to question why

It's not like you killed someone
It's not like you drove a hateful spear into his side
Praise the one who left you
Broken down and paralyzed
He did it all for you
He did it all for you

Oh so many many ways for me to show you
How your dogma has abandoned you
Pray to your Christ, to your god
Never taste of the fruit
Never stray, never break
Never---choke on a lie
Even though he's the one who did this to you
You never thought to question why

Not like you killed someone
It's Not like you drove a spiteful spear into his side
Talk to Jesus Christ
As if he knows the reasons why
He did it all for you
Did it all for you
He did it all for you

Y no más por hoy.

No. No más. Ya he tenido demasiados recuerdos. Ahora toca olvidarlos, como suele ser mi costumbre. Me acostaré, me relajaré... mucho después... y mi replicado cerebro dejará ir todo aquello que me ha sucedido.

Esta bitácora sirve de mención, pero el sentimiento... se lo lleva el sueño. Siempre el sueño.

"Time to die..."

Un paseo por el Infierno

...de la mano de este grandísimo conjunto. A Perfect Circle.

"Passive"

“Dead as dead can be,” my doctor tells me
But I just can’t believe him, ever the optimistic one
I’m sure of your ability to become my perfect enemy
Wake up and face me, don’t play dead cause maybe
Someday I will walk away and say, “You disappoint me,”
Maybe you’re better off this way

Leaning over you here, cold and catatonic
I catch a brief reflection of what you could and might have been
It's your right and your ability
To become…my perfect enemy…

Wake up (we'll catch you) and face me (come one now),
Don’t play dead (don't play dead)
Cause maybe (because maybe)
Someday I’ll (someday I'll) walk away and say, “You disappoint me,”
Maybe you’re better off this way

Maybe you’re better off this way
Maybe you’re better off this way
Maybe you’re better off this way
You’re better of this; you’re better off this;
Maybe you’re better off!

Wake up (can't you) and face me (come on now),
Don’t play dead (don't play dead)
Cause maybe (because maybe)
Someday I’ll (someday I'll) walk away and say, “You fucking disappoint me!”
Maybe you’re better off this way

Go ahead and play dead
I know that you can hear this
Go ahead and play dead
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
Why can't you turn and face me?
You fucking disappoint me!

Passive aggressive bullshit

Débil e Impotente

A pesar de que pueda ser motivo de chunga, el título del post no va por ahí, amigos del escarnio y la humillación ajena.

"Weak and Powerless"

Tilling my own grave to keep me level
Jam another dragon down the hole
Digging to the rhythm and the echo of a solitary siren
One that pushes me along and leaves me so

Desperate and Ravenous
I'm so weak and powerless over you

Someone feed the monkey while I dig in search of China
White as Dracula as I approach the bottom

Desperate and Ravenous
I'm so weak and powerless over you

Little angel go away
Come again some other day
The devil has my ear today
I'll never hear a word you say
He promised I would find a little solace
And some piece of mind
Whatever just as long as I don't feel so

Desperate and Ravenous
I'm so weak and powerless over you
Desperate and Ravenous
I'm so weak and powerless
over you

A la tercera...

... va la vencida. O al menos eso decían sus labios antes de dejar caer la sonrisa al suelo, donde se enfriaría con el paso de la sombra. El sol no abría la ventana y el gesto se emborronaría poco a poco. Poco a poco.

La sombra de su cuerpo se difuminó entre la oscuridad, que estableció entonces su reinado. Eterno. Interminable. Otoñal.

Y así, la habitación se congeló con él dentro. Las puertas se cerraron y el cielo se rompió, tronando lluvia y llorando nubes. Besando helados de agua insípida. Lamiendo las sábanas repletas de aroma celestial.

Tres veces te he conocido, tres veces me has dicho adiós.

No, no es fácil. A pesar de llevar años así, el dolor es el mismo.

Well...
She looked right into my eyes and said to me
The hurt that you try to hide is killing me
I drink a thousand lies,
To freeze the past in time
I've tried to fill this silence up
But now it's back again

See the pain in my eyes
See the scars deep inside
My God, I'm down in this hole again
With the laughter I smile
With the tears that I cry
Keep going down this road called life

Called life...

Well...
She says that I'm insecure,
I guess she's right
'Cause just when I think
I'm sure, alone at night
The agonies come back,
This pain won't let me be
I try to fill the silence up
But now it's back again

See the pain in my eyes
See the scars deep inside
My God, I'm down in this hole again
With the laughter I smile
With the tears that i cry
Keep going down this road called life
Don't need your sympathy
I just want for this silence
To stop killing me

It's deafening
It's deafening
This silence inside me

It's deafening
It's deafening
The silence inside me
The silence inside ...

I try to fill the silence up
But now it's back again
It's empty like a suicide
This pain inside

See the pain in my eyes
See the scars deep inside
My God, I'm down in this hole again
With the laughter I smile
with the tears that I cry
Keep going down this road called life
Don't need your sympathy
I just want for this silence to stop killing me.

Heroes: Second Volume

Acabo de terminar el primer episodio del segundo volumen de Heroes. La mejor serie que he visto en los últimos... ¿meses? ¿Años? Y no, no os voy a destripar nada. Solo voy a decir una frasecilla:

¡EL AMO ESTÁ VIVO!

Y de propina tomad esto: LINK