Sp

Sp

Δευτέρα 14 Μαρτίου 2011

Partings

Louder than my beating heart
Drums and sticks,a band,a bang
All the pieces I become
All the closures I demand

 All your words,dancing in Vain
ticking while tricking,
seducing tones near your tongue
breath in and out,comfort and doubt,
begin,begone,a torn,your turn.

It's in the situation
I see it in your eyes
It's in the expectation
I squeeze my words and lie

I spell my sins, a spell within
And all this mumble,a colored bubble,Ready to pop.

My movements drop,shaking my hope so,so slowly, steady,holy
Renounce you,my "love me" only.

Studio

Entering this, dry grey alley,
All the sidesteps leading to,
Up into, straight to you
It's a glimpse, becoming you

Entering that,cold and mute,
dead rusty parts
Thoughts of here, evermore
More for us, more of us
More of you, pushing off
And slipping through

It's a place full of mist
My head spins,claims a list
Of all wanting,all demanding
Always restless,never standing
Black on eyes,white on findings

As the walls become my fate
Looking straight to my state
Still and stuck,on my mark
All the markings in my back

Raise the blade and deliver
Ain't my thoughts a true giver?
Ain't my act to react?
preaching on a silent pact?
This and that,I provoke my inner part,endless circles in the sand

As I

As I lay
On your "I", on your "my", oh, oh, mine
I devour, I deny, wish I could see the rhythms in your eyes
See the rhyme of deny
See the rhyme , see the rhyme
Of my soul just passing by
Bye, bye, by your doorsteps by your cry
As I lay and say goodbye,
As I lay and look me die
As I lay to get by
Buy by you, your heart's wonders
And I do, all can do, close to you,far away an eternity carrying us through.

Stress

Am on stress
Οn Distress
Am on stress
Of excess , what a mess
hug and pet my selfishness

Everyday I  feel the same
Everyday pattern- day
Patent stabbed in my brain
Open bottle! Pop! And say:

Pill to chill, guess am Ill
Pill to feel, To get by, bye-bye- bye
Pill for sex, for duress, on latex

Am on stress
Οn Distress
Am on stress
Of excess, what a mess
hug and pet my selfishness

Everyday I customize, all my weird appetites
Everyday I disguise,
my disgust and I must!
Open bottle! Pop! And say:

Pill to chill, guess am Ill
Pill to feel, To get by, bye-bye- bye
Pill for sex, for duress, on latex.

Τετάρτη 16 Φεβρουαρίου 2011

SoulKeeper

Soulkeeper, my secret goes deeper
Soulkeeper, my key is lost
Hidden in another Sphere, lost inside a fear.

Soulkeeper, thoughts goes in trance
Soulkeeper, no more logical stance
A glance inside a mirror, to check the horror my hero.

Soulkeeper, keep it, twist it, hey for just a second you missed it
Hold it, fold it, wait! don't dare to mold it

Practicing a game for you,winning, will it get u through?
Soulkeeper, you weakness goes deeper
Soulkeeper, master inkeeper, your weakness goes deeper
Soulkeeper, fear tickler, your weakness goes deeper
Soulkeeper, my only truth seeker, your weakness goes deeper.

And when i bow, i get the chills in my backbone
do you deserve obedience to match your obsessed ingredients?
do u deserve loalty? or does this sounds like dead poetry?

Soulkeeper, Soulkeeper, you've now became a soulseeker,
without a mind, without a mind, in the void i dissapear if u don't mind
Soulkeeper, Soulkeeper, you've now became a soulseeker,
and keep in mind, keep in mind,
all i treasure set free, all mine.

Fall

Lay down ,lay away ,no safety on my getaway
Cold, Grey rise the ghost ,almost as the night , might fall,as I fall...on my knees... Pathetic as I crawl

Nightfall , fall, fall, fall-away  in a moon that shines my way
Fall ,fall, fall-away, in a body of decay
Fall, fall, giving birth, fall,to my faults
All those whispers  in my soul.

All those scenes , in my dream, as I fly, reaching high the blue sky
And I wake, so to fall , my heart' s break, fail to fake, am all right,
Fuck I tried, lost not find, fuck again, fall from sane to insane,gazing no to remain.

Nightfall , fall, fall, fall-away  in a moon that shines my way
Fall ,fall, fall-away, in a body of decay
Fall, fall, giving birth, fall,to my faults
All those whispers  in my soul.
A Fairy tale is not true neither a reality , it's moral probably , but at least it's not a lie.