Predlagam tuk da se publikava.....liriki,poeziq...ili prosto misli koito sa ni vpechatlili ako nqkoi ima neshto avtorsko syshto da se probva,az pone predpochitam podobna underground poeziq pred otvyrdeniti imena.....haide pone edna tema bez prostotii

LOST CONTROL
(Words: D.Patterson)

Life has betrayed me once again,
I accept that some things will never change.
I've let your tiny minds magnify my agony,
and it's left me with a chem'cal dependancy for sanity.

Yes, I'm falling... how much longer till I hit the ground?
I can't tell you why I'm breaking down.
Do you wonder why I prefer to be alone?
Have I really lost control?

I'm coming to an end,
I've realised what I could have been.
I can't sleep so I take a breath and hide behind my bravest mask,
I admit I've lost control.

SUICIDE VEIL
(Words: D.Patterson)

A sacrifice in the flight of dawn
The beauty of twisted reality
In my heart, my dreams

A sacrifice for freedom
Alone in the grace of the dark
The pains of a failed generation

I longed for the death of the sun
Another glorious revelation
Destiny's plan for ruin

I danced with the shadows
In tranquil chaos, I lay naked in the rain
An interception of light
A disturbing memory
This suicide veil I wear in shame

I'm like a temple built of sadness,
trustworthy like a grave..."

Ти май се майтапиш...тук тема без простотии? Хахаха
Айде, ще спестя да се излигавя с хип-хоп поезията, но като спомена опиум...просто не може да не цитирам едноименната песен на Moonspell

Opium, desire or will?
Inspiration bound from an elegant seed
Subversion, through smoke I foresee
Erotic motions of lesser gods in ectasy

Opium, bring me forth another dream
Spawn worlds of flesh and red,
little jewels of atrocity
Opium, I sleep in debauchery
And burn with you
when you burn in Me

Opium, we fantasize
as we fuse with your root
You are a strange flower,
we are your strangest fruit

Opium, it burns in me and you
Opium, it burns for me and for you

Последният стих го пропускам, защото е на португалски, едва ли някой ще го разбере, а и няма да му излязат правилно буквите...

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No, I was no one's contemporary-ever.
That would have been above my station.
How I loathe that other with my name.
He certainly never was me.
.
As the age was born I opened my red eyelids,
my eyes were red sleepy apples.
The rivers thundered, informing me
of the bloodshot lawsuits of men.
.
A hundred years back,
oh the camp-bed, on a soft of pillows,
there was a sprawled clay body: the age
getting over it's first drunk.
.
What a frail bed, when you think
how the world creacks on it's journey.
Well, we can't forget another.
We better get along with this one.
.
In stuffy rooms, in cabs, in tents,
the age is defying. Afterwards
flames will flutter like feathers, on the apple-skins,
on the curled wafers of horn.
.
.....LJG 1999

Angels, they fall first but I'm still here.
Alone as they are drawing near.
In heaven my masterpiece will finally be sung.
Wounded is the deer that leaps highest.
And my wound it cuts so deep.
Turn off the light and let me pull the plug.
Mandylion without a face.
Deathwish without a prayer.
End of hope,
end of love,
end of time.
The rest is silence.

Част от End Of All Hope, Nightwish

Beware the beast but enjoy the feast he offers

ANYONE, ANYWHERE
(Words: D.Pybus, Music: D.Pybus/D.Cavanagh)

No one seems to care anymore
(as) I wander through this night all alone
No one feels the pain I have inside
Looking at this world through my eyes

No one really cares where I go
Searching to feel warmth forever more
The wheels of life they turn without me
Now you are gone eternally

No
Don’t leave me here
The dream carries (me) on
Inside
I know
It’s not too late
Lost moments blown away
Tonight

Mankind, with your heresy
Can’t you see that this is killing me
There’s no one in this life
To be here with me at my side

SHROUD OF FALSE
(Words: D.Patterson)

We are just a moment in time,
A blink of an eye,
A dream for the blind,
Visions from a dying brain,
I hope you don't understand

много го уважавам този човек - все пак имаме доста общо с него (и двамaта сме влюбени във вокалката на The Corrs - безнадеждно при това!! хахахаха

I'm like a temple built of sadness,
trustworthy like a grave..."

Colorblind

Would you care for color if you were blind?
Would you listen to my words if you could only see my lips move?
You search these faces for a smile, but you can't see them with your eyes

Come to me,
Feel with me,
See with me,
This world has changed.......

The world has now forgotten you, for you have done that first!
Would you rather listen to the wind?
Would you rather search the stars for signs?
For it is us you live with, and we have never ever closed our eyes!

What do I need your comfort for?
if there is no place to live...
Your angel cheeks are stained with blood,
your hand evoking fear in me...




Dead Souls Dreaming

And with these words you ask for justice?
And do your deeds make you feel better?
The sound of voices echoes deep into the touch
of my fingers, fragile, asking questions

You seemed like yourself...
until you slaughtered,
until you raped these feelings,
until you couldn't tell apart,
what true and what false is in your life,
what dream or what reality is in your sleep.

And then you see them rising
Born into your sleep
Rising towards your horizon
Feel these
Dead souls dreaming
in your sleep

Last night I heard you speaking,
whisper in your sleep
You were talking about strangers,
longing for your dreams

Цели се в Луната! Дори да не я улучиш, пак ще се озовеш сред звездите!

REGRET
(Words: D.Cavanagh)

As I drift away... far away from you,
I feel all alone in a crowded room,
Thinking to myself
"There's no escape from this
fear
regret
loneliness... "

Visions of love and hate
A collage behind my eyes
Remnants of dying laughter
Echoes of silent cries

I wish I didn't know now what
I never knew then...
Flashback
Memories punish me again.
Sometimes I remember all the pain
that I have seen.
Sometimes I wonder what might
have been...

Visions of love and hate
A collage behind my eyes
Remnants of dying laughter
Echoes os silent cries

And sometimes I despair
At who I've become
I have to come to terms
With what I've done

The bittersweet taste of fate
We can't outrun the past
Destined to find an answer
A strength I never lost
I know there is a way,
My future is not set,
For the tide has turned
But still I never learned to live
without regret.



I'm like a temple built of sadness,
trustworthy like a grave..."

"Parisienne Moonlight"
(D.Cavanagh, Anathema)


I feel I know you
I don't know how
I don't know why
I see you feel for me
You cried with me
You would die for me

I know I need you
I want you
To be free of all the pain
You have inside
You cannot hide
I know you tried
To be who you couldn't be
You tried to see inside of me

And now I'm leaving you
I don't want to go
Away from you

Please try to understand
Take my hand
Be free of all the pain
You hold inside
You cannot hide
I know you tried
To feel


P.S.
Thanks for reminding me of them

Beware the beast but enjoy the feast he offers