lunedì 23 luglio 2007

Endless sleep

Odeio-te! Odeio-te até ao final dos tempos, até que a terra seja a imensidão do deserto. Porque foste a mais bela das ilusões e a mais negra realidade.
A ti, a_mor_te. Dentro de mim.



I know no shame.

The empire of my desire
Gathers you into my fire
I hope you fall. Hope you call,
My filthy name. It makes you crawl
on your knees, with all your pleas
Lay down there, look up at me.

Are you alive my dear, and breathing?
Are you diseased my dear, and bleeding?
I'll lift you high above my dear,
I'll have you dreaming.
`Tis time to say farewell, to your pleading.

Poor devil as thou art. A ruin at my feet.
Go drop your little life, and welcome up my sleep.
So briefly at my side. So simple in defeat.

No more lies utter from you.
From mine eyes I must take you.
No longer wise. Nothing is new.
Tears for my trembling faith.
You shall not die unsung.

Goodbye my dear, you wicked thing.
I have no tears, beautiful thing.
No silver pail to catch them in.
So ends this tale you did not win.

"The Scarlet Garden" - My Dying Bride

1 commento:

A ha detto...

Os homens são mesmo uns cães!

(o meu é oúnico que se safa lol)

Desculpa lá o comentário, vem na senda do q escrevi hoje sobre os encornadores :P

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