Lord Of War

You are coming to the house
When you hear a nounce of pain and see:
Flags to your right and marching on the left
The colors in their chests
The bodies on the street
You hear a scream, coming from behind
Blood is spread on your back
Hiding on the trees
They squeal:
Hail! Hail! Hail!
To the Lord of War
Hail! Hail! Hail!


You find yourself at night
Awakening on the floor
Sweating fires of hell
Down trough the bathroom door
The bath is full of blood
And out people shout:
Hail! Hail! Hail!
To the Lord of War
Hail! Hail! Hail!

You just ran the shit out of luck
Can’t turn around
Keep on walking, you scum!
Shout: Hail! Hail! Hail!
To the Lord of War
Lord of War!
The colors in their chests
The bodies on the street
Cant escape or run
You’ve got a lead role in his game!

Blue Eyes Blue

I thought that youd be loving me.
I thought you were the one whod stay forever.
But now forevers come and gone
And Im still here alone.

cause you were only playing,
You were only playing with my heart.
I was never waiting,
I was never waiting for the tears to start.

It was you who put the clouds around me.
It was you who made the tears fall down.
It was you who broke my heart in pieces.
It was you, it was you who made my blue eyes blue.
Oh, I never should have trusted you.

I thought that Id be all you need.
In your eyes I thought I saw my heaven.
And now my heavens gone away
And Im out in the cold.

cause you had me believing,
You had me believing in a lie.
Guess I couldnt see it,
I guess I couldnt see it till I saw goodbye.


cause you were only playing,
You were only playing with my heart.
I was never waiting,
I was never waiting for the tears to start.

It was you who put the clouds around me.
It was you.

Oh, I never should have trusted you.
Oh, I never should have trusted you.
Oh, I never should have trusted you.

I'll Be Back

You know if you break my heart I'll go,
but I'll be back again,
'Cause I told you once before goodbye,
but I came back again.


I love you so
I'm the one who wants you,
yes, I'm the one who wants you
oh ho, oh ho, oh


You could find better things to do,
than to break my heart again,
this time I will try to show
that i'm not trying to pretend.


I thought that you would realize
that if I ran away from you
that you would want me too
but I got a big surprise
oh ho, oh ho, oh


You could find better things to do
than to break my heart again
this time i will try to show
that I'm not trying to pretend.

I wanna go
but I hate to leave you,
you know I hate to leave you
oh ho, oh ho, oh

Oh you, if you break my heart I'll go
But I'll be back again
















don't you want me there?

These Colours DON'T Run

It's the same in every country
When you say you're leaving
Left behind the loved ones
Waiting silent in the hall
Where you're going lies adventure
others only dream of
Red and green light this is real
and so you go to war

For the passion, for the glory
For the memories, for the money
You're a soldier, for your country
What's the difference, all the same

Far away from the land of our birth
We fly a flag in some foreign earth
We sailed away like our fathers before
These colours don't run, from a cold bloody war

Here is no one that will save you
Going down in flames
No surrender certain death
You look it in the eye
On the shores of tyranny you

Crashed the human wave
Paying for my freedom with your
Lonely unmarked graves

For the passion, for the glory
For the memories, for the money
You're a soldier, for your country
What's the difference, all the same

Far away from the land of our birth
We fly a flag in some foreign earth
We sailed away like our fathers before
These colours don't run, from a cold bloody war































I fucking Miss You man.

Pura Verdad

Como un rayo tan violento

Rompes todo, se lo das al viento

Sin mirar o sin decir

Sin pensar y sin parar

Todo, todo  te llevas

Y sin mirar atrás

Lo que quedó lo pisas

Y lo que no, lo escupís

No vas a poder decirme

Que eso no es verdad

Ahí no vas a poder encontrarme jamás

No vas a poder llegar a aquel lugar que amás

Te deseo tanta suerte y poca soledad

Seguís tu camino

Tan oscuro, tan enfermo

Sin descansar sin dormir

Sin besar y sin amar

Todo esto te llevas

Y nunca miras atrás

Lo que quedó lo pisas

Y lo que no, lo escupís

No vas a poder decirme

Que eso no es verdad

Lo Que Haces Está Mal

.Cuando la Pesadilla se hace Realidad

esas ilusiones que crea la mente
disparan de inmmediato tu subconciente
tratando de darte lo que exige esa voz
que está atrás de tu cabeza
para despúes sacártelo y pisarlo
haciéndote feliz, demasiado
para luego arrojarte al vacio del dolor
ese precipicio oscuro y repleto de espinas
que se clavan y te arrancan de a poco la esencia de tu ser
y mientras caes ves la cara del verdugo
que soltó la mano y te dejo caer
sonrie desde lo alto mientras se marcha
dejando atrás una agonía infernal
la indiferencia en su rostro
hace q la herida sangre más
tanto que no puedas respirar,
pero el dolor también se llevó tu fuerza para nadar
y es asi como te ahogas




te ahogas y caes




caes




rápido




lento















pero caes.
y te das la cabeza contra la pared

This Is Spinal Tap My Friends!

Nigel Tufnel: The numbers all go to eleven. Look, right across the board, eleven, eleven, eleven and...
Marty DiBergi: Oh, I see. And most amps go up to ten?
Nigel Tufnel: Exactly.
Marty DiBergi: Does that mean it's louder? Is it any louder?
Nigel Tufnel: Well, it's one louder, isn't it? It's not ten. You see, most blokes, you know, will be playing at ten. You're on ten here, all the way up, all the way up, all the way up, you're on ten on your guitar. Where can you go from there? Where?
Marty DiBergi: I don't know.
Nigel Tufnel: Nowhere. Exactly. What we do is, if we need that extra push over the cliff, you know what we do?
Marty DiBergi: Put it up to eleven.
Nigel Tufnel: Eleven. Exactly. One louder.
Marty DiBergi: Why don't you just make ten louder and make ten be the top number and make that a little louder?
Nigel Tufnel: [pause] These go to eleven.
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[Nigel Tufnel is showing Marty DiBergi one of his favorite guitars]
Nigel Tufnel: The sustain, listen to it.
Marty DiBergi: I don't hear anything.
Nigel Tufnel: Well you would though, if it were playing.
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Ian Faith: Nigel gave me a drawing that said 18 inches. Now, whether or not he knows the difference between feet and inches is not my problem. I do what I'm told.
David St. Hubbins: But you're not as confused as him are you. I mean, it's not your job to be as confused as Nigel.

Can't get you off of my mind
can't close my eyes and words
they don´t try to reach my mouth
lost that bluesy feeling right there

where the sun doesn´t shine
and the devil has crossed the line
where little robert lost his crown
waits for someone to come and take him down

Can't get you off of my mind
can't close my eyes and words
they don´t try to reach my mouth
lost that bluesy feeling right there

everything I say about it
brings the chills run down my spine
don't get me wrong all the way through
It's a deep reflection of what's true

I'm crying my life away
and it feels so dark
try to hide in the sand
but I've got the spark












Madness is Reason at Midnight.




We're going wrong babe.......................

Crossroads

I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
Down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
Asked the Lord above for mercy, "Save me if you please."

I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride.
Down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride.
Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by.

Well I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side.
Going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side.
You can still barrelhouse, baby, on the riverside.

Going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side.
Going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side.
You can still barrelhouse, baby, on the riverside.

You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy, Willie Brown.*
Run, you can run, tell my friend-boy, Willie Brown.*
And I'm staying at the crossroads, believe I'm sinking down.

I went down to the crossroad, fell down on my knees
I went down to the crossroad, fell down on my knees
Asked the Lord above "Have mercy, save poor Bob, if you please."

Mmmmm, standin' at the crossroad, I tried to flag a ride
Standin' at the crossroad, I tried to flag a ride
Didn't nobody seem to know me, everybody pass me by

Mmm, the sun goin' down, boy, dark gon' catch me here
oooo, ooee, eee boy, dark gon' catch me here
I haven't got no lovin' sweet woman that love and feel my care

You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy, Willie Brown.
You can run, tell my friend-boy, Willie Brown.
Lord, that I'm standin' at the crossroad, babe, I believe I'm sinking down.

Wise Words

S'i' fosse foco, arderei il mondo;
s'i' fosse vento, lo tempesterei;
s'i' fosse acqua,  l'annegherei;
s'i' fosse Dio, mandereil 'en profondo

s'i' fosse papa, sarei allor giocondo,
tutt'i cristiani imbrigherei;
s'i' fosse 'mperator, sa che farei?
a tutti mozzerei lo capo a tondo

s'i' fosse morte, andarei da mio padre;
s'i' fosse vita, fuggirei da lui:
similmente faria da mi' madre

s'i' fosse Cecco, come sono e fui,
torrei le donne giovani e leggiadre:
e vecchie e laide lassarei altrui.

Sweetie este juego me esta cansando 
¿no podemos dejarlo para más tarde?

Longest NIght

"Post Noctem Video Luces"

Ya no puedo seguir así
Sintiendo estas cosas
Que no se, no puedo,
No quiero explicar
Retumbando en ecos
Que no puedo callar
Soplando recuerdos
Que no se recordar

Y no puedo negar
Algo más en mí cambió
Más de una puerta
Que no logré cerrar
Hubo alguna luz
Que nadie apagó

Y si veo que al final
Nadie más sigue aquí
Veo a lo lejos esa terminal
Que hacia algún lugar me llevará

Sin que alguien me acompañe
Uno menos al que engañe
Al menos yo me iré
En este viaje exterminal

Ya no quiero vivir así
Viendo esta gente
Que sin aclaraciones
Intentan tapar
Retumban en ecos
Los gritos de ayer
Borran los recuerdos
De algún juglar

Y no puedo negar
Algo más en mí cambió
Más de una puerta
Que no logré cerrar
Hubo alguna luz
Que nadie apagó

Y si veo que al final
Nadie más sigue aquí
Al menos yo me iré
En este viaje exterminal.

Cat People

See these eyes so green
I can stare for a thousand years
Colder than the moon
It's been so long
And I've been putting out f i r e
With gasoline

Feel my blood enraged
It's just the fear of losing you
Don't you know my name
Well, you been so long

"Lorem ipsum vim ut utroque mandamus intellegebat, ut eam omittam ancillae sadipscing, per et eius soluta veritus" Aah el gran Cicerón quien en dignas palabras reflejaba el capricho de la MeNtE humana. "A nadie le gusta el dolor para uno mismo, salvo que lo busque y desee tenerlo, solo porque es dolor." Un loco antiguo capaz, ustedes dirán....