Let Angels Fill You

Black blur
All over pale white base
Scorching sun
Dry heat
Be patient
They will come
Soon they will come

A little woman
A gorgeous woman
White hair
Pale skin
Take her hand
Take her everything.

Let your eyes wander
(Let angels fill you)
Let the void inside
(Let angels fill you)
Let angels fill you!
Let the pain embrace you.

Sleep, faint, drop, see, hear, monologue,
my face, my head, my grave, no, WAKE UP

No more, no more, can't take it

Don't, think, burn, freeze, fever, angel,
dust, high, water, halo, sun, sun, SUN

Resist the beauty
Ignore the evil
Run from the pleasure
Run from the pain
Into the burning bosom of The Sun

Let your eyes wander
(Let angels fill you)
Let the void inside
(Let angels fill you)
Let angels fill you!
Let angels fill you!
Let the death embrace you.

sketches

Tiles

Rose

...Smiling today...
...Tomorrow will be dying...

Open your eyes
To the truth
Nothing lasts

Will the smiling rose be gone by tomorrow?

I'm a stranger soul
Inside your heart
You cry, I stay calm

You want me to go
But I'm a part of you
If I go, you'll go too

Will a rose die giving life to another?

I'm the voice echoing in the dark
And I open your eyes for the truth

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I feel like drawing. But I'm trying to figure out a vision. I'm thinking about a rose. Which got me writing.

Absent

Blue fingers reaching for the light
My hand cuffs are still holding tight
I'm running hopeless in the night
But comfort for the pain lies in your eyes.

Red feelings running through my veins
Fuel for the engine run by pain
Emotion, a fragment of soul is my gain
By collecting enough I will survive
But the emotion slowly dies.

I want something colorful
Something bright and something dark
I want something sharp and soft
Something simple, something detailed
Small, enormous, holy or evil
Whatever you find the best

Blue fingers reaching for the light
I won't give up without a fight
I won't die, I have you in sight
Can you live if your life is based on lies?

Your emotion is my gain
A triumph for a failure
I need it more and I need it fast
Because mine is dying out.

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Improvising again... I am never very happy with my words.

Beyond Taste

Hate - Conviction
I am to judge you all
Breed - My legion
I want, I covet you all
War - Damnation
I can destroy you all
Rage - Discrimination
I'll still ignore you all
I will condemn you all
I will savour you all
I will, I can, I want
And I won't stop
Before the time has come

I want to see your eyes in tears
(Heh)

The yesterday was in your name
But the tomorrow, it will belong to me
I'll make you my product, my property
And you will only exist for me

I want to see your eyes in tears
Tell me, what are your worst fears?
(Heh)

Give me. Conviction.
Light of tomorrow is a fire to scorch you
Give me. A legion.
A murder tomorrow is a reason to reward you
Give me. Damnation.
You're damned to have me to control you
Give me. Discrimination.
Ignore your heart, and I'll care to cherish you

But I still ignore you all
I still condemn you all
I still savour you all
I will, I can, I want
And I won't stop
Before the end has come

I want to see your eyes in tears
Tell me, What are your worst fears?
I want to see your eyes in tears
Tell me, What are your worst fears?
(HAHAHAHAHAHA)

GIVE ME HATE, BREED MY RAGE
GIVE ME WAR, KILL IN MY NAME
GIVE ME HATE, BREED MY RAGE
GIVE ME WAR, KILL IN MY NAME

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I wrote this earlier, a kind of a slow, heavy song, with big riffs and steady slamming rhythm and marching snare patterns was something I had in mind. Something dark and vicious. Figure out my mood for this one.

Couple a nights back I came up with something that's going to change things in my life. I am one of the kind of people who constantly dream about a better future. People who aim high. But I have realized, that the more you live to just get your dream, and don't focus on things happening now, you're perhaps never able to achieve your dreams. You've got to go with what you have now, you can't achieve anything by just thinking of it. I have got tons of things to think about right here, right now (Fatboy Slim, great song, check it out), such as high school, relationship, finding a job (something you actually get money from, being an artist for profession isn't very good option with my skills (YET, I hope)), army, etc. The first thing I'm going to do is to settle these things up, just to get independent and happy with my life. After that I can start thinking about my dreams. Even though I got a lot of stuff to handle, it doesn't mean I can't practice arts, drumming, music, writing, I can do those things. But first things first.

Thoughts of the Sick

- Pt. 1: Revision -

Things are just a bit different
For me, for you, for the one next to you
See the ones face and rip it off as you see
It's stolen from you.

Things aren't the same anymore
i've changed, you've changed
And not everybody are changed to be better from the past
But that's how it goes.

I'm trying to not think the dark way
But it just suits me now
I think? You tell me
But I'll change - some day

Make your mind between me and who you want me to be
'Cause this here is me and it's all I can be
Make your mind between me and who I should've been
I'll eventually change but it won't happen today

The day isn't as bright as before
I don't get it, is it better now?
It is, but I just seem to be blind

Describe me the colour of life and love
So I could live it through you
Describe me the shape and the texture
So I could feel it through you

Make your mind between me and who you want me to be
'Cause this here is me and it's all I can be

Accept me as I am, it's all I want you to do
This is what I am, and I will be different
But this isn't the day.

- Pt. 2: [Justify/Purify/Infect] -

It starts again.
Face of a stranger as my mask
Ripped off, stolen from you
Look in the mirror
See me instead of you

It falls apart.
Your eyes. Beautiful.
That's the difference
Between the person and the picture
Can I be you? Just for one day?

That's how it goes.
A sudden feeling of being sick
In a bad way, will I get better?
No, I'm just fine like this
This isn't the day for being sick

It ain't last forever.
IT WILL FALL APART
And I will go away
BUT THIS AIN'T THE DAY
I can't go on forever
IT TAKES TOO MUCH
Shut up.
Who asked you?
Just do what you are told to.

[click]

FUCK THIS.
JUSTIFY.
FEEL THIS.
PURIFY.
EAT THIS.
INFECT.
SEE THIS.
silence.

- Pt. 3: Realize -

I see a light
I'm laying in bed
I cannot feel
And I cannot speak

What have I done?
Are everybody gone?
Why is the air dead?
Is anyone left?

...No.

[Realize what you've done]
NO!
[You think you can choose?]
FUCK NO!

What have I done...

PLEASE BE A NIGHTMARE
PLEASE
PLEASE BE A NIGHTMARE
PLEASE

[It's over now. This was "Thoughts of the Sick"]




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This is something I wrote some time ago, I first sent it to DA. I was mainly inspired by Slipknot, and the words suit a very dark trash/nu metal kind of song structure, although it's written to be a medley (a serie of many songs) consisting of these three different parts, each with their own atmosphere. I improvised it almost completely, and I was pretty happy about it in the end. But a song is never complete.