If roses are meant to be red

and violets to be blue

why isn't my heart meant for you

my hands are longing to touch you

I can barely breath

starry eyes that make me melt

right in front of me

lost in this world

I even get lost in this song

and when the lights go down

that is where I'll be found

this music's irresistable

your voice makes my skin crawl

innocent and pure I guess you heard it all before

mister inaccessible

will this ever change

one thing that remains the same

you're still a picture in a frame

lost in this world

I even get lost in this song

and when the lights go down

that is where I'll be found

I get lost in this world

I get lost in your eyes

and when the lights go down

that is where I'll be found

lost in this world

I get lost in your eyes

so when the lights go down

am I the only one?

Máscara

As cortinas fecham!

A máscara que cobre o meu rosto começa a estalar, cada dia se torna mais difcil esconder o olhar perdido, as linhas dos desastres, os labios curvados em luto pelo que sentem..

As asas perderam a energia para bater... pior perderam a vontade de sobrevoar mares e planices... de se perderem em sentimentos de euforia....

Cada dia se torna mais dificil esconder as lagrimas que teimam em derramar pelo meu olhar vidrado... a máscara perdeu o seu efeito...

Horror in my head

Stand back keep away

I'm not giving up my soul today

Evil men trying to eat at me

Is there a lesson to be learned

Another night another damn fright

I'm holding on to my head

If they look like dead and act like dead...

Well dead shouldn't walk in my house

Calling my name, begging my brains

Inviting me in, making me one of them

I'd rather tear my heart out

I don't wanna give in

I don't wanna concede

I don't wanna be

Where they wander

I don't wanna submit

To their way of politics

I don't wanna be

Where they wander

Endless pain their domain

Walking through the night

Nekorman finally eat at me

His tainted heart got to me

We are always gonna be

Forever we will be together in our lust

well we walk like dead and smell like dead

We look better than when we met

Calling your name, wanting your brains

Inviting you in, making you one of us

We'd like to tear your heart out

Horrorpops

Hold me... save me... protect me.. feel me... adore me... be with me...

Abismo

As vezes passamos por momentos na nossa vida de desespero sufocante a beira de um abismo...

...por isso tomo opium, é um remedio, sou um convanesente do momento moro no res-de-chão do pensamento a ver passsar a vida... faz-me tedio!

F.P

Butterfly Effect

Evan Treborn grows up in a small town with his single working mom and his friends. He suffers from memory blackouts where he suddenly finds himself somewhere else, confused. Evans friends and mom hardly believes him, thinking he makes it up just to get out of trouble. And it does seem to always happen something bad during these blackouts. Something that makes his friends depressed and violent. As Evan grows up he has less of these blackouts until he seems to have recovered. Since age of seven he has written a diary of his blackout moments as a kind of therapy. One day at college he starts to read one of his old diaries, and suddenly a flashback hits him like a brick! It appears his brain has finally released some of his lost memories. But to relive old memories can have dramatic consequences as he is about to find out...

Um dos melhores filmes que já vi, aconselho =)

Nunca te disse que conheco as almas boas pelo calor das suas mãos?

Halloween

The word itself, "Halloween," actually has its origins in the Catholic Church. It comes from a contracted corruption of All Hallows Eve. November 1, "All Hollows Day" (or "All Saints Day"), is a Catholic day of observance in honor of saints. But, in the 5th century BC, in Celtic Ireland, summer officially ended on October 31. The holiday was called Samhain (sow-en), the Celtic New year.

One story says that, on that day, the disembodied spirits of all those who had died throughout the preceding year would come back in search of living bodies to possess for the next year. It was believed to be their only hope for the afterlife.

The Celts believed all laws of space and time were suspended during this time, allowing the spirit world to intermingle with the living.

Naturally, the still-living did not want to be possessed. So on the night of October 31, villagers would extinguish the fires in their homes, to make them cold and undesirable. They would then dress up in all manner of ghoulish costumes and noisily paraded around the neighborhood, being as destructive as possible in order to frighten away spirits looking for bodies to possess.

Probably a better explanation of why the Celts extinguished their fires was not to discourage spirit possession, but so that all the Celtic tribes could relight their fires from a common source, the Druidic fire that was kept burning in the Middle of Ireland, at Usinach.

Some accounts tell of how the Celts would burn someone at the stake who was thought to have already been possessed, as sort of a lesson to the spirits.