Una grieta en el limbo

“ Ella es el poema más triste que alguna vez llevé a la cama ” Human Drama - Cynthia’s Journal (Cause & Effect, 2002. Projekt Records) Yo le dediqué mis días y Cynthia me dedicó sus noches. Amaba mirar las estrellas, los planetas y las galaxias a través de su telescopio. Siempre me pregunté si en dicho pasatiempo albergaba la necesidad de huir de la Tierra, de dejar la vida terrenal. Solía hablar mucho sobre universos paralelos y la Teoría de Cuerdas.  Una noche, nos acostamos en el pasto mientras los árboles nos rodeaban y sus hojas parecían susurrar historias al viento. Estábamos en el bosque y no había mejor lugar para mirar las estrellas. Cynthia, entonces, miró hacia arriba y sonrió al mismo tiempo que la melancolía se apoderó de su mirada. ¿Cómo alguien podía llegar a sentir cierta necesidad de apego hacia una brillante estrella? Invertir tiempo en verla y admirarla. Me preguntó si entendía la frustración que provoca saber que en unos días, dicha estrella habrá desapareci...

I looked for God today in my prayers,  and I've never prayed before Desperation pulled my plug I just want some piece of mind Can't remember the last time I dreamt Nightmares are all I see Day and night, in dark and light God, please take me away Barely hanging with my nails, I fear death, and I'm scared  but I won't die, a part of me will stay God, please make me insane Is the sun up? I would not know.  Darkness is always chasing me The blanket of fog covers me  in a bittersweet embrace Don't know what's outside. I'm trembling. Tired and scared, I'm trembling.  Darkness, please take me away, unaware  Don't want to know what I'm letting go So little things I would stay for Soon there will be none If God was fair  He would make me unalive Barely hanging with my nails, I fear death, and I'm scared  but I won't die, a part of me will stay God, please make me insane Nota: ¿Saben qué temo más que las pesadillas que tengo cuando dermo? Las pesa...

I have felt it swallow me, the darkest light of all I know it's a light because I can see through it somehow Everything is confusing, I can't see nor I can't feel I'm confusion, I'm disorder, I am numbness I have no questions but I forgot the answers No sense left in here. Defenseless, I face the world Speechless I meet my demons I have no questions but I forgot the answers My task now will be to find a new meaning Meaning on what's left I prayed today in my head looking for God But he left long ago.  He wouldn't know how to live in a world so confusing Make me unaware Unaware Make me unaware Unaware No sun shines right now. The fog covered me with a sweet embrace No sun shines when we can't make sense of what we see Questions won't rise if we find our path in misery Find our path in perplexity, the meaning within chaos Nota: Me urge encontrar el significado detrás de mi propio caos, baidegüei. Espero que quien esté leyendo esto ya lo haya encontrado...

God left and took you with him. Your venom remains within my blood The cancer in my thoughts My very addiction, my 8 and 9. Your eyes like are heroin, deep as a black hole You're the chaos and the balance in the world, the Alpha and the Omega  My wounds are yours… … I knew you'd break me. Now playing:

" It’s a cold It’s a broken Hallelujah " He said " It’s a broken Hallelujah " He spoke: Look at the window and see How many broken there are Then look at me and believe That I was made to relieve But now You see the dead part of me You see that I was born ill Perfection does not live on me Most of my pieces are missed   " It’s a cold It’s a broken Hallelujah" He said " It’s a broken Hallelujah" Like you I lost my heart when I loved I lost my leg when I ran I lost my arm when I held I lost my skin when I bled  I burnt And I got hurt and returned Just to be one of the damned It is the truth best kept: We are all broken inside. Nota: Si alguien de hecho está leyendo esto y se pregunta por qué está en inglés, dado que la historia es parte de México, aquí va: el protagonista jamás menciona que es Cristo, habla sobre hechos que no conocen fronteras, y, por último, la referencia a "Hallelujah", si bien muchos vieron ...

Empty shells, we’re merciless We were born to live feelingless Sick control, you put me through One shot right before an act of truth Sick control Now I know Sick control Numbs my soul Sickened Sick control Twisted world Sick control Fear unknown Sickened You don’t care if I can’t scream As long as it’s your voice all I can hear Kill me now, don’t want to be Perpetual puppet hanging by the beam Sick control Now I know Sick control Numbs my soul Sickened Sick control Twisted world Sick control Fear unknown Sickened There’s a place In which I know myself And I know I could never return Unless I save us  now Nota: Esta es la versión 0.0 de la rola más famosa de la banda Longhorn Skull, con quienes solía colaborar. Aunque parezcan similares en cuestión de temática, el approach de la que quedó, escrita por su vocalista, y esta son distintos; esta, por ejemplo, está inspirada en la película "Equilibrium", de Kurt Wimmer y protagonizada por mi adorado Christian Bal e. Como nadie n...

Burn out like a cigarette It doesn’t make any sense now We burst into flames & I find another side of me Petrified and unwilling to stop It’s closer to darkness than darkness itself You can’t count how many times it has absorbed me With one single lie you held me And kept me trapped inside. I can keep on killing you forever In my mind I’ve done it in so many ways So many times and in one single place The one place where you tore me apart You gave my pain a name and my weakness found a way to bring you back every night And take away my free will We became the marionettes of our own desires Once you are addicted you enter the void I never wanted to join the weak But you took away the power in me. Now playing: