233 - A
233 it's the new number of the beast for me you can't imagine what it means psycological torture I don't want this fear any more I curse the day I put my feet on that damned ground
I don't want to feel this fear anymore I can't go on living this way if you don't want to see me crazy take me away from this damned place
I can't remenber the last time I've cry but today I'm crying like a baby just to remenber makes me nauseous this disgusting people they look like they'll eat each other
I've tried to teach him they've tried to take my heart away I have fail but they succeed
I've cried for fear cried for hate cried for sadness cried for pain I would not bow 'cause a man that bow can't change anything I'll do my best to change my reality to change my world to change me I want to be better I want to be High I want to fly and never come back

Hoje eu voltei a ouvir uma banda que eu gostava mas tinha esquecido ^^ : three days grace!
e hoje ela faz mais sentido pra mim do que fazia antes quando eu não prestava muita atenção nas letras das músicas, hoje eu entendo o porquê da afinidade que eu sentia com o som dessa banda, que apesar de simples, é muito bom! E por tuso isso eu decidi compartilhar isso :)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QsjaIb2VhTM

Break
Three Days Grace
Tonight my head is spinningI need something to pick me upI've tried but nothing is workingI won't stop, I won't say I've had enoughTonight I start the fireTonight I break awayBreak! Away from everybodyBreak! Away from everythingIf you can't stand the way this place isTake! Yourself! To higher places!At night I feel like a vampireIt's not right but I just can't give it upI'll try to get myself higherLet's go! We're gonna light it upTonight We start the fireTonight We break awayBreak! Away from everybodyBreak! Away from everythingIf you can't stand the way this place isTake! Yourself! To higher places!-BRIDGE-If you can't stand the way this place isTake! Yourself! To higher places!Break! Away from everybodyBreak! Away from everythingIf you can't stand the way this place isTake! Yourself! To higher places!Higher places!To higher places!Higher places!Take yourself to higher places!

Alceste (lyrics)

you saw through me
when no one else could see
you gave me love
when no one else could give
you lend me your hand
and help me to rise
until the end
you've been always by my side

these feelings that anybody can cure
you take them away from me
when those that was suposed to be my friends
didn't said a word for me
you gave me love
make me feel like i never think that i could
you gave me life, gave your life for me
my Alceste

i can't belive
the gods take you from me
an empty life
from now i'll live
i'd rather die
then live without you
i swear my love
i'll dedicat my life to you

these feelings that anybody can cure
you take them away from me
when those that was suposed to be my friends
didn't said a word for me
you gave me love
make me feel like i never think that i could
you gave me life, gave your life for me
my Alceste

thank you my friend
you gave her back to me
i'll never forget
this umbelivable gift
she has gone
and i was death in life
now she's back
i got again my reason to live

these feelings that anybody can cure
you take them away from me
when those that was suposed to be my friends
didn't said a word for me
you gave me love
make me feel like i never think that i could
you gave me life, gave your life for me
my Alceste

R.I.P.

sometimes at morning
thinking about my life
i see my future
and it make me nauseous
the world wide weight
over my head
and my own world
crumbles by my feet
I look at the window
a sunny summer day
but in my heart
everything is grey
walking down the street
the time passes by
I try don't lose my focus
but my mind go astray

and then I feel my blood gets hot
and I see everything in red

I lose control
you take it away from me
immersed in a rage
that blind my eyes
you broke the seal
and set the evil free
now at the botton of the lake
rest in pieces

it's stronger than me
my will can't control
a power never seem before
posses my boby
consume my soul
and then it happens
the rage guides my hand
a can't remember
what comes thereafter
I feel numb
my consciousness is lost
I need to loose
my repressed feelings

and then I feel my blood gets hot
and I see everything in red

I lose control
you take it away from me
immersed in a rage
that blind my eyes
you broke the seal
and set the evil free
now at the botton of the lake
rest in pieces

Masquerade (lyrics)

Characters are created
Stories are repeated
With all the cerimonial
The masquerade hides
The only thing that you can not
Escape from and it's impossible to forget

You can run from it
But you can't hide
You can not pretend forever
And when the mask fall apart
You'll be alone
Returning to the begin
you don't know who you are

After so long
You can not remember
What's beyond that stage
You don't know how to live
With the curtains closed
And you're afraid to face the real world

You can run from it
But you can't hide
You can not pretend forever
And when the mask fall apart
You'll be alone
Returning to the begin
you don't know who you are

Trash and Pain (lyrics)

this world
post-apocalypse
trash/pain
prision
where
they seclude themselves
voluntarialy
at billions
with the eyes always
closed
closed
closed
closed

they can not discern
what's light
pass away
what's darkness
with the eyes always
closed
closed
closed
closed

Way To My Grave (lyrics)

I'm fading
I'm Dying
I'm losing all my essence
My instinct
Betrays me
It guides me to my grave

and the wait kills me
the silence makes me realize
through these walls that hold me
my blood flow away
I just want something real
to set my world right
I've nothing more to give
so please take my life

I'm fading
I'm Dying
I'm losing all my essence
My instinct
Betrays me
It guides me to my grave

I'm losing my feelings
my heart is breaking through my chest
my senses abandoned me
I'm blinded in hell
I just want someone true
someone I can belive in
some light that a would follow
to take me out of here

I'm fading
I'm Dying
I'm losing all my essence
My instinct
Betrays me
It guides me to my grave

Game Over

a arma apontada para a boca
dedo no gatílho
hesito
o duelo é travado
a possibilidade de desfecho
e a curiosidade de saber como poderia ser o outro final
não há passos no corredor
nem chove nesta noite
nem lua cheia
apenas a angústia
o dedo no gatílho
uma bala
e todo o tempo do mundo

get ready

START!

click!

you lose

try again
quit
main menu

try again

BANG!!!

Game Over

a vida é essa dor de cabeça
que não quer passar
talvez porque não tenha encontrado
o medicamento apropriado
pra curar a consciência
de que sou humano
e de que ser humano é uma praga
um câncer
a vida é o punhal
que rasga o peito
apenas pra mostrar
que o coração pulsa
e que não tenho a coragem nessessária
para o fazer parar de vez
para me fazer assistir
enquanto ele se apaga aos poucos
lentamente
ao passo que a angústia de ser vivo cresce
juntamente ao medo de não ser

Dear God

i am
the blank page
where you write your words
made of shit
Where you paint your world
made of shit
where you draw yourself
made of shit

eu sabia que as ilusões existiam
e que elas viriam para disvirtuar meu caminho
e quando elas viessem
eu deveria estar preparado
elas vieram
e eu não pude ver
eu tive a escolha
escolhi acreditar em algo melhor
escolhi errado

Aqui dentro

hoje eu queria sair de casa
mas eu sabia que não havia nada lá pra mim
lá fora
nunca houve
lá fora
no vasto campo do desespero e da solidão
e é preferível ser só entre velhos conhecidos
a ser só entre estranhos
mas hoje eu senti aquele impulso
aquele que faz o filhote quebrar a casca do ovo
mas eu fiquei
leal comigo mesmo
alheio ao resto
alheio ao real
o ovo permanece intacto a espera da raposa
e torcendo para que ela não se atrase

Eu-cricificado (prologo 1)

E eis que, em minha frente, sem o saber, os portões do inferno eu aviste. Mesmo com o punho cansado da longa viagem através das montanhas, bati. Ninguém veio abrir. A pesar do cansaço e da desiluzão, segui por meu caminho...

não sei ao certo
se a luva encolheu
ou se foi a mão que aumentou
o fato é
a luva não serve mais
e o que importa agora
nãqo é encontrar uma luva que sirva
mas sim tratar de acostumar a mão a sua nova realidade
a de ser livre
e é sabido que o inverno virá
o que poderá ser rigoroso
e que as impuresas do caminho podem deixa a mão suja e com frio
mas é preferível isso
a uma nova prisão

Olá!
O Orestes Acorrentado já existia no Uol Blog (orestesacorrentado.zip.net), mas apartir de hoje resolvi expandir as fronteiras... então espero ser bem vindo :)
O blog trata basicamente de poesia e crônicas escritas por mim enquanto vou escrevendo a peça homônima do blog ^^. Então Vamos direto ao que importa...