martes, agosto 19, 2008

Dead End

Save all your prayers
I think we lost today
There's no morning after
No one's around to blame

I'm not afraid to bleed
But I won't do it for you
A star among hypocrites
The melody of our time

So say goodbye to the world
We are the dead that walk the earth

Scream your lungs out
Wait for laughter
You don't have to wait for ever
Here's the next disaster!

What decides when you've lost a war
When the first man falls
Or when they've erased it all

We're to numb to feel
The downfall starts right here
Hold your breath and swim
Swallowed by life's tear

In times of make believe,
No one really seems to care
Maybe I should care less
Cause I will die too

So say goodbye to the world
We are the dead that walk the earth

Scream your lungs out
Wait for laughter
You don't have to wait for ever
Here's the next disaster!

What will it take for us to realize
The more we provoke,
Winter will come TWICE

Save all your prayers
I think we lost today
There's no morning after
No one's around to blame

Scream your lungs out
Wait for laughter
You don't have to wait for ever
Here's the next disaster!

Scream your lungs out
Wait for laughter
You don't have to wait for ever
Here's the next disaster!

sábado, agosto 16, 2008

Moonshield

Tried of dull ages, I walk the same ground,
collecting the tragedies still
Hollow ambitions in a hollow mind
carried my cross to the hill

And how I lust for the dance and the fire
deep of the nectarine sunset to drink
spill me the wind and its fire
to steal of the colors - I'm the moonshield

Shattered hope became my guide
and grief and pain my friends
a brother pact in blood-ink penned
declared my silent end

Naked and dying under worlds of silent stone
reaching for the moonshield that once upon us shone

Naked and dying under worlds of silent stone
reaching for the moonshield that once upon us shone

And how I lust for the dance and the fire
deep of the nectarine sunset to drink
spill me the wind and its fire
to steal of the colors

I am... I am... I am...
I'm the moonshield...



martes, agosto 05, 2008

Algo de Helloween

Pasando ratos en la biblioteca uno debe sobrevivir escuchando música para no caer en la locura de tanto estudiar. Le pedí a un amigo que eligiera un disco de música de forma aleatoria, y me dijo "De Helloween, ese que dice tanto Yika, Keeper algo". Seleccionado el Keeper uno, estoy que casi no he podido estudiar, otro disco diez dentro del heavy, aquí os dejo algunos temas.