Vuestra vida, vuestras letras

Tragedy.
Another day lies broken and lost.
A shattered life cuts the pulse of acceptance.
And all I want is to be something more then this.
Another day lies broken and lost.
A shattered life cuts the pulse of Acceptance.
And all I want is to be anything but this.
Sleepless nights spent screaming for answers.
Cursing sweet venom at a wretched future.
An open casket stained with hope.
Laced with deceit and treachery.
An existence I only wish to forget.
Why do I always regret?
Those words leave the taste of blood.
Forget my face.
Just bury everything.
Why do I always let it go?
'cause I've let it slip away between my finger tips.
I've tried so fucking hard and still I could never gain a true understanding.
Chocking at our misery.
Splinters of failure cut like glass.
And I'm sick of just pouring myself out into careless hands.
Choking on our misery.
Splinters of failure cut like glass.
But I'll put it to rest tonight in the hope that maybe I wont have to wake.
Ill put it all to rest tonight.
Forget my face

"Blackout" - Parkway Drive

Mi poema más exiscentialista.

"Hoy cagué blando,
ayer cagué duro.
Mañana,
¿qué me deparará el futuro?

Wake the dead


This is our city
of the dead
Another life
holds its weary head
We hope, we try,
we live, survive
Counting days,
trying to get by
Waiting for the calling
Anticipation in the air
We hope and dream of difference
City sleeping, unaware

Break the silence,
Wake the dead
Running through
these streets alone
I'll kick and scream,
let's break this hold
'Cause I swear, that this
won't render useless
I promise you,
we've come this far
And I'm not stopping,
I'm not stopping now
Enough hiding in shadows
Wake up, send out
this message, it's clear

You said, you said, you said
this time was gonna
be different
Wake up the dead!
You said, you said, you said
this time was gonna
be different
Wake up the dead!

Coming alive,
something stirs inside
This isn't over yet
Shake off the dirt
Swallow regret
Stop living
under the weight
Living under
the weight of regret
Your regrets
Don't lose hope
Your regrets
don´t lose hope
Don't let it happen to you
Don't lose hope
Which side
are you gonna choose?
'Cause I believe,
I believe it's in you
Rise!

We said, we said, we said
This time was gonna
be different
Wake up the dead!
We said, we said, we said
This time was gonna
be different
Wake up the dead!


Levanta a los muertos


Esta es nuestra ciudad
de los muertos
Otra vida
sostiene su cansada cabeza
Anhelamos, tratamos
vivimos, sobrevivimos
contando días
tratando de seguir adelante
Esperando la lamada
Anticipación en el aire
Anhelamos y soñamos
con algo diferente
La ciudad duerme, sin percatarse

Rompe el silencio
Levanta a los muertos
Corriendo por estas
calles, solo
Patearé y gritaré
rompamos este dominio
porque lo juro,
esto no será inútil
te lo promete
hemos llegado hasta aquí
y no me detendré
No me detendré ahora
Suficiente de esconderse en las sombras
Este mensaje es claro

Dijiste, dijiste, dijiste
que esta vez
sería diferente
Levanta a los muertos!
Dijiste, dijiste, dijiste
que esta vez
sería diferente
Levanta a los muertos!

Cobrando vida
algo se remueve por dentro
esto aún no termina
sacúdete el polvo
trágate el arrepentimiento
Deja de vivir
bajo el peso
viviendo bajo
el peso del arrepentimiento
tus arrepentimientos
no pierdas la esperanza
tus arrepentimientos
no pierdas las esperanza
no dejes que esto te pase a ti
no pierdas la esperanza
¿Qué lado
vas a escoger?
Porque yo creo,
creo que está en ti
Levántate!

Dijimos, dijimos, dijimos
que esta vez
sería diferente
Levanta a los muertos!
dijimos, dijimos, dijimos
que esta vez
sería diferente
¡Levanta a los muertos!

que mitico ese disco, a mi me gustaba talk is cheap

Machetazo - Catarro zombie

(zombie estornudando)

Caninus - no dogs, no masters

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Listen when I say, when I say it’s real.
Real life goes undefined, why must you be so missable?
Everything you take makes me more unreal.
Real lines are undefined, how can this be so miserable?

Under the summer rain I burnt away
Under the summer rain you turned away

Listen, I can't make, make a sound or feel fine,
I kissed the lies. Why must they be so kissable?
Listen as I break, break the fourth wall's seal.
Gorgeous eyes shine suicide, when will we be invisible?

Under the summer rain I burnt away
Under the summer rain we burnt away
Under the summer rain I burnt away
Under the summer rain you turned away

This is the fall, this is the long way down
And our lives look smaller now, and our lives look so small.

Heroes del silencio -LA CARTA


No hace mucho que leí tu carta,
y, sin fuerzas para contestar,
mil pedazos al viento nos separarán.
Pondré casa en un país
lejano para olvidar
este miedo hacia ti, este miedo hacia ti.
Y no hace mucho que rompí
tu recuerdo pensando
acabar de una vez.
Pero el tiempo y la distancia
no son todo para mí
siempre hay algo que me hace volver.
Siempre he escuchado, y ya no te creo
¿por qué no te entiendo?
¿por qué estás tan lejos?
siempre he escuchado, y ya no te creo
¿por qué no te entiendo?
¿por qué estás tan lejos?
Sé que siempre he sido así
y que no tengo remedio,
ni lo quiero tener.
Pero ni el miedo ni tus cartas
lo son todo para mí
quizás otra vez te echaré la culpa a ti.
Siempre he escuchado, y ya no te creo
¿por qué no te entiendo?
¿por qué estás tan lejos?
siempre he escuchado, y ya no te creo
¿por qué no te entiendo?
¿por qué estás tan lejos?

Pulley - She

so we trade our lives in for that fragile piece of mind
that tells us everything is gonna be ok.
we work our lives away and keep our savings saved,
and wait inside for a rainy day.

but all that time the sun is shining.
all those days are lost and we convince ourselves
we need a purpose, and when it's not too clear
why all of us are here we follow the path that's made for us.

and we'll sit around
and wonder what has happened to our lives
when we realize that our purpose has no purpose,
that the lives we could have had we all left for dead
when we let our lives be lived for us.

i once knew a girl who wanted all the world
but she settled for the simple life instead,
after years of nine-to-five,
that yearning feeling died she joined the ranks of the living dead.

and all that time the sun was shining all her days were lost,
she'd convinced herself she'd need a purpose,
and when it wasn't clear,
the reason she was here she followed just like a lot of us.
she sat around and wondered what had happened to her life,
everything seemed to be in such a rush.
the dreams she could have had were not the ones she had,
and she realized it wasn't enough.

La dispute - A letter

Everybody wants a reason for everything.
It’s so much easier with someone or something to blame.

I’ve always struggled at the root of the problem.
Has it been absence or my constant lack of defense?

I’ve never spent a lot on finding a remedy.
I guess I figured that it hurt for a reason.
I guess that’s why I’ve always turned to writing it down.
Not just in stories, but the letters in between.
And I guess that’s why it haunts the pages of everything-
to self-examine.

I think the thing is that I shut off from everything.
From friends and family and my own ambitions.
From having fun.
I just shut off from everything.

Self-defeating? Yeah, probably.
But I don’t know that I had total control over it.
And I’m not sure it even matters why.

Sometimes things happen and you can’t do anything.
Plus, I’m the only one who deals with it anyway.
So if everyone could do me a favor and
just put their fingers down
I’d-and keep your mouths-

Sorry. I know I seem angry.
I’m not, I…I promise. I just know I did this to me.
And I will deal with it accordingly.

And I don’t need opinions from those never a part of it.
Don’t need them pointing out my problems, they’re mine.
Don’t need reminders, I know better than anyone.

And yeah, I know, I should be finding another way.
I know that I should be out seeking a substitute.
But just forgetting never really made sense to me.

So I haven’t been.

Do I feel embarrassed about it?
I think you know the answer to that.
I think you’d probably feel a little bit embarrassed for me,
wouldn’t you?

I know I should’ve moved on ages ago, been happy already,
but it’s never been that easy for me.
Or maybe it was me that made it so hard.

I know I’ve only ever tried a handful of times
to sever this thing torturing me.
It never got me anywhere, with anyone.
No friendship or hobby, no lover’s bed worked.

But looking back I maybe never tried hard enough,
and it is my fault.

Maybe I never tried at all

Desde hace un tiempo me identifico muy mucho con esta canción.

(Pereza - Pirata)

Soy a quien tu necesitas,
Soy la razon de tu vida.

Pero cuando zarpa el barco
se me pone el alma pirata,
me crecen cuernos y rabo
en vez de un par de alas blancas.
Y no puede entenderlo nadie,
se me queda pequeño el cielo,
no conozco ni a mi padre.
Y son mentira todos mis huesos.

Soy un tipo responsable,
y voy bajando por la calle.

Pero [...]
Y son mentira todos mis versos.

Pero [...]
Y son mentira todos mis besos.

Y se me queda pequeño el cielo,
echo por tierra mis amistades.
Me bebo de un trago el miedo,
y estropeo todos mis planes.

Y a empezar,
y a empezar otra vez de cero.

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PULLEY - NOTHING TO LOSE

Don't tell me life can be unkind
How the goals you thought you could reach you can never find
Cause it's all work
Ain't nothing free
Too bad you had to learn at the expense of me
I'm tired of the lies I hear
Why do you feel the need
to dismiss your act's of selfishness?
Why can't you own up to your own greed?

Nothing to lose and nothing to gain
Your still right where you've always been
Nothing ever seems to change
Nothing to prove or to be explained
You get what you deserve
In the end it's really all the same

So much for my trust in you
My once long time friend
You've done the damage that you can do
The waste of energy you expend
I've done nothing dishonest to you
You lit the flame that burned this bridge
And from all I see and hear
The guilt is laying heavy on your head.

Nothing to lose and nothing to gain
You get what you deserve
In the end it's really all the same
Nothing to prove or to be explained
Your still right where you've always been
Nothing ever seems to change

Think of all the energy you've wasted
Trying to get even
Nothing comes from bringing others down
I'm all out of sympathy
You took what you could take from me
Squander your I'll gotten fortune back

Sidonie - Nuestro baile del viernes

Son las seis
he dormido mal,
es un día gris.
Tu no estas
y no hay cafe,
es hermoso existir.


Siete y diez
alguien escribió en el ascensor,
el placer se puede comprar pagando con dolor, no soy uno mas de esos rostros tan comunes, en el autobus son las ocho y hoy es Lunes.


Tu estas maquillandote antes de salir sombra, rimel, lápiz y carmin
ya no está la cicatriz.
Eres una mas.
Hoy tus labios son burdeles.
Tu y yo en l aicudad
son las doce y hoy es Viernes.


Bailemos canciones de veirnes que ni conocemos pero bailemos hoy llegaremos hasta el cielo
per obailemos,
por un moemnto somos tan bellos
y después tan medriocres otra vez.


Quiero dar una vuelta mas
solo son las tres
ahora soy como un niño
que se rie al caer.
Porfavor una vuelta mas en el carrusel
sólo soy como un niño
que se rie al caer.


Bailemos canciones de Virnes
que ni conocemos pero bailemos
hoy llegaremos hasta el cielo
pero bailemos,
hoy llegaremos hasta el cielo,
hasta el cielo,hasta el cielo,
hasta el cielo...

Gente tan normal
que despierta por el brillo
del sol de neón
anunciando que es Domingo.

You're no good for me
My formulated drug an acquired taste
awaits to sate this unrequited love
It tastes so gray, yet necessary to sustain frustration
Take just enough to get you fucked up
Not so much that it drives you away

A constant escape
The magnificent restraint that it takes to stay away
I've no control at all
I constantly dream
The memories invade the things I keep with me
I'm getting high on the roof of the world

You're no good for me

(You're no good for me) You are the bent and blackened spoon.
You are the butane. You are the bedroom.
(You're no good for me) You are the improbable excuse
for the horrible things that I do.

You're no good for me, but I guess not bad enough.
And on quiet nights I come to find you crawling through my kick drum
Hell bent on deliverance of all the privileges
of being with you, Heaven sent I crane my neck
To watch you desperately march down my chest, enjoying every step.
Emphasized by distances we never intended.
You come crawling back through my regrets to remind me what you said...
"We're no good at this."

Héroes del Silencio - En Brazos de la Fiebre

con los brazos de la fiebre
que aún abarcan mi frente
lo he pensado mejor.
y desataré las serpientes de la vanidad.
el paraíso es escuchar,
el miedo es un ladrón
al que no guardo rencor
y el dolor es un ensayo de la muerte.

en la piel de una gota
mis alas volvieron rotas.
y entre otras cosas
ya no escriben con tinta de luz.

el paraíso deviene en infierno
y luego se quema.
y sin que nadie se mueva,
¿quien lo arregla?

gestado en mis escombros
de pastoso paladar
el disparate del caos
me derroto con palabras de alabanza.

en la piel de una gota
mis alas volvieron rotas
y entre otras cosas
ya no escriven con tinta de luz.

el paraíso deviene en infierno y
luego se quema.
y sin que nadie se mueva,
¿quien lo arregla?

AFI - Total Immortal

Hope unknown. Sometimes just waking is surreal.
I pass right through the nameless ones.
I know that hope's unknown.
Sometimes the water feels so real.
As I walk through it fills my lungs, my god, I'm drowning.

This day never seems to end.
This pain, never.
This day never seems to end.
This rage I can not let go.

I hear them calling my name.
I feel them gnawing out holes,
all through flawless souls.
And I hear them calling my name.
I feel them gnawing out holes,
all throughout my flawless souls.

So alone. Sometimes I swear that I can hear
the taunting of the voiceless ones.
I fear that I alone fear those who finally ceased to feel,
That they're alone inside this place.
I am the misplaced.

Now every face, it looks familiar...
Then every face would melt away until...
Now everyone, do you know, I know your deception?
Now every face, it looks familiar...
Then every face would melt away until...
Now everyone, do you know, (we know) I know your deception?