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Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Love

Love is beautiful
but it hurts sometimes.
Love is a gift that life gives,
or just a simple dream
withered away.
Love inspires
and also creates.
Love is free...
but costly!
Love holds on
but it can also release.
Love gives us reasons to live,
to sing,
to dance,
to dream...
Love tastes like chocolate
but is smooth as wine.
Love gets you high
like a hit of pot,
or a kite better said!
Love can be smart,
love can be stupid.
Love can be interesting
and it's always crazy!
Love is life,
love is death.
You live to love,
you die to love.
Love is from heaven
but also from hell.
Love comes from angels
and from demons too.
Love is bittersweet,
but it sure is a bitch.
Love is cold like
the brutal Russian winter
but is warm like th flow
of the whiskey down my throat.
Love is soft like cotton
but hard like steel.
Blue like the ocean,
red like fire.
Pure like water,
dirty like lust.
Innocent like a child,
corrupt like politics.
Love is forever,
not a temporary thing.
Love is not forgotten
even if you thought
you had no love left
after him/her.
Love outlives death
and is larger than life.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Hold Me

Hold me and never let go.
I want to stay in your arms forever.
Hold me so tight
that I can feel your heartbeat intensely.
Hold me and make me feel
like I am stuck to you.
Hold me tight close to your chest
so that I can rest my head.
Hold me when you make me yours,
do not set me free!
Hold me so that
I can die in your arms.
Hold me and keep me warm.
Hold me love,
and never let go.

Life

It just wasn't worthwhile.
It just wasn't fair.
It was stupid.
It was pathetic.
Just a waste of time.
Yes my love,
I'm talking about life.

Life is catastrophic in itself,
but with just a precious few
beautiful moments.

Life is like Jesus'
walk towards Calvary.
Pain and sufering.
Life can deceive you,
like when Siddhartha
first saw death, sickness,
and sadness.

Yes, life has surprises.
Beautiful ones,
as well as painful ones too.
Life can be your best friend
or your worst enemy.

Friday, November 11, 2011

Dark Love

Your heart is gold
my heart is steel.
Your heart is pure
my heart is rotten.
You are an angel
I am a demon.
Your intentions are good
my intentions are horrible.
You love me for me
and are willing to give your life for me.
I love you for you, but,
why do I want to hurt you?
Is it your pretty face
or my bloodthirstiness?
This heartache I want to cause
is of my concern.
I love you.
You love me.
At night you kiss me
whereas I bite you.
We love eachother so much,
we enjoy every bit and piece of eachother's body.
I love you so much,
but, I hate you.
I want to punch you in the face
and give it a tender kiss.
I want to carve my name on your chest
and make it bleed.
I want to get you drunk so that
I may take advantage of your body.
I want you to scream my name
out loud in pain,
and I want it to echo fifty miles away.
I don't really want to hurt you,
but, my inner beast does.
I am your love,
but I'm also your master.
You are my dearest love,
but you're my slave.

I Am

I am horrible, I just can't think of anything "good."
I am wicked and proud of my wrongdoing.
I am perverse, fuck morality.
I am evil and proud of my hate.
I am rotten, I just hate you that much.
I am abominated.
Everything I do just makes you hate me more.

I am simple.
I lack understanding.
I am common: not innocent, but not guilty.
I am human just like you.
I am ignorant, but not stupid.

I am special because everything I do is great.
I am wonderful, I've done my good deeds.
I am righteous thanks to my values.
I am beautiful on the inside and and on the outside.
I am intelligent because I know fuckin' everything.
I am adorable: I am the light of your eyes.
I am loving and loved by everyone.
Everything I do makes you love me more.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

English Ivy

The leaves are so green
just like your beautiful eyes
and in perfect shape

Like A Rotting Korpse

Like a rotting corpse
I lay forsaken and dead
out in the cold night.

Monday, September 19, 2011

(Shokolata- Chocolate) شوكولاتة

تعال هنا حبيبي
يأكل شوكولاتة
هو الهداي إلى النت
حبيبي

Agony

I saw you again today.
Not much went on between us.
Maybe just a "hi" and a "bye"
with a gentle touch here and there.
We may have exchanged other words too
but not as much as I would've liked.
It's true...
I shy away from talking to you.
I wait for you to make the first move.
But it's a need,
not greed.
I realize that I can no longer
live in this agony,
this agony I feel for you.
I know you'll never feel for me
the same way I feel for you.
You may not find me attractive at all,
or,
you may already have someone else,
or desire someone other than me.
So, I tell myself
I will stop agonizing
over someone who does not
agonize over me.
Even though I hope and pray
that one day
you will fall in love with me,
I realize you won't
and I should just give up,
and stop breaking my own heart
over and over again for a lost cause.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Can't Explain

I'm starting to miss you.
I don't know why
it's a feeling hard to explain.
I wonder if it's all in my head
or if it's really in my heart.
All I know is that I'm fond of you.
I can't really explain it.
I don't know if I'm in love with you yet.
Truth is...
I'm afraid to fall in love with you.
I'm afraid because I know you
will never feel the same for me.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Your Touch

I love the way your touch feels
so light,
the weight of a butterfly.
Feels like the touch of an angel.
Your touch is filled with kindness,
with warmth,
and with love perhaps.
Your kindness warms my heart.
What can I say?
You have that effect on me.

Friday, September 9, 2011

It Was Only A Dream

I dreamt you kissed me last night
and it was beautiful.
I dreamt you loved me,
and it felt true.
I dreamt you'd miss me
cuz you'd be gone.
...And I fell in love with you-
at least I think so anyway-
but then I woke up
and realized
that it was only a dream.

I Want To Write You A Poem Part 2

I wrote you a poem
because I love you.
I bought you a rose
because you mean the world to me.
I gave you my heart because I'm yours.
I gave you my love and much more.
If I could...
I'd give you the stars,
the moon,
every rose,
every poem,
every song,
every jewel
and all that money can buy.
But... love's worth much more.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

I Want To Write You A Poem Because I Love You

I want to write you a poem because I love you.
I want to tell you how I feel.
I want to write you a poem
with the most beautiful words that exist.
Words that are much more beautiful
than the roses in my garden.
I want those words to dance around you
and to decorate your soul
with the sparks of my love.
A love so bright,
it outshines the stars.
I want to sprinkle the perfume of love on you
and make you feel special.
I will write the most beautiful verses in the world,
the most perfect rhymes,
in perfect meter
just for you.
I will write that poem just for you.
I want to write you a poem because I love you

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Virgin

Innocent and inexperienced.
Pure and clean.
New, never used.
Never touched,
never kissed.
Waits patiently-
with no pressure-
for her time to come.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Unctuous Motherfucker

Gabriel wanted Hellga's money so bad.
He tried to trick her in every way.
Hellga was not dumb,
she knew he was full of shit.
So, Gabriel decided to woo her sister.
He acted so unctuous with her,
he got her attention and made her
fall in love with him.
With his unctuous ways,
he got her in bed, fucked her,
took her innocence away,
killed her,
and went straight to Hellga.
He shot her in the heart,
shot her in the head,
watched her blood flow
took their inheritance away.
Thanks to his unctuous ways.

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Blood

So dark,
so red,
so thick.
Watch it run,
watch it drip,
watch it puddle
watch it dry.

Once it runs,
once it drips,
once it puddles,
once it dries,
it turns black.

Guitar

Plug it in.
Play it loud.
Strum those strings.
Shred your heart out.
Fuck what everyone says!
Play what you want.
Play fast,
play slow.

I play Metal,
you play Punk,
Grandpa plays Country,
Uncle Benny plays blues,
and my daughter plays Corridos.

Strum, riff, pick, shred.

Play to your heart's content.

Butterfly

Your wings are so big
Very spread out and so wide
Colorful indeed.

Diese Ist Nacht (Thurday's Reading's Surprise Poem)

You walk outside and are surrounded by shadows
shadows of people who aren't even there.
You walk by a tree and it sheds a leaf.
It falls on you
and you leap in fear.
You see deinen schatten- your shadow.
You see yourself on that pale, gray sidewalk
as if it were the only light in your path.
Diese Ist Nacht.
You want to run away.
Run. Run my dear and escape your life!
Emerge from those fucking shadows and be triumphant!
Show the world who you are-
what you can do.
Do it before Die Nacht.
Diese Ist Nacht.
Run my love,
grab the drink.
Offer it to your gods
and show them your devotion.
Now head home and rest Mein Schatz.
Sit down.
Play your piano.
Sing.
Sing your heart out Meine Liebe.
Sing my love.
Walk up to your kitchen and drink the potion.
Sweet like hemlock.
Sip my love.
Drink it all, don't leave a drop
and go now.
Walk to your bedroom,
undo your bed,
rest your head on that pillow
and close your eyes.
Sweet dreams my darling.
But most importantly...
rest your soul.
Go dear!
Schnell! Schnell!
Let go of everything you hold onto.
Let go of my love.
I will miss you.
Gute nacht.
But always remember my dear...
Diese Ist Nacht.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

A Second Chance

We've said "Fuck You"
We've said good bye
We've sold our rings
let life pass by.

We've shouted abuses,
We've fucked eachother stupid,
and all of a sudden
"What the Fuck?!"
I've been shot by cupid!

What did I drink?
Why that sudden change?
At first, I cut you out,
and now I'm willing to give you
a second chance.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Como un Angel

Tus ojos brillan como estrellas,
como un angel.
Tus labios son de perfeccion,
como un angel.
Tu cara brilla tu hermosura,
como un angel.
Tu pelo es largo y de color,
como un angel.

Tu extiendes tus brazos
para recibirme
como un angel.
Y luego llegas a mi
como la vida y el viento
como un angel.

Y luego abres tus alas
y me cubres bien
como un angel.
Tu me proteges del mal
y estas detras de mi
como un angel.
Me miras a los ojos,
das seguridad
como un angel.
Tu me haces promesas
y las cumples bien
como un angel.
Como un angel.

Tus manos son muy suavecitas
como un angel.
Y en tu mente hay pureza
como un angel.
Tus sentimientos son innocentes
como un angel.
Tu corazon esta ablandado
como un angel.

Tu miras hacia el cielo
y pides milagros
como un angel.
Llegara tu hora
y tendras que volar
como un angel.
Entonces dame un beso
y despidete
querido angel.
Entregate a mi, mi amor.

Abreme tus alas
tambien cubre me
como un angel.
Protege me del mal,
estate a mi lado
como un angel.
Mirame a los ojos
dime que me amas
para siempre.
Prometeme tu amor
cantame arrodillado
como un angel.

Como un angel...

Perdoname Mi Amor (Forgive Me, My love)

I know that I have failed,
But I haven't forgotten you.
What had happened is now dead,
And now I am lost.

And now I see the big mistake that I have made.

Forgive me my love
I swear my betterness
Forgive me my love
I'm on your feet begging you.

I have found my loneliness,
And you have found your happiness,
I will not be right by your side,
That is the pain that lives in me.

And now our love has had its eternal end.

Forgive me my love
I swear my betterness
Forgive me my love
I'm on your feet begging you.

I implore you to comeback
and to never leave me
rotting in this fucking world,
for it's a very cruel world.
I am begging you my love
to please forgive me,
I am begging you my love
To never leave me------

Forgive me my love
I swear my betterness
Forgive me my love
I'm on your feet praying to you.

Forgive me my love
I swear my betterness
Forgive me my love
I'm on your feet begging you.

Perdoname Mi Amor

Yo se que yo falle
Pero no te olvide
Lo que paso ya se murio
Perdida estoy yo.

Ya vi lo que yo cause con mi error.

Perdoname mi amor
Prometo ser mejor
Perdoname mi amor
Te suplico porfavor.

Encontre la soledad,
Y tu la felicidad.
Ya no estare yo junto a ti,
Ese es el dolor que esta en mi.

Ahora ya se acabo nuestro amor.

Perdoname mi amor
Prometo ser mejor
Perdoname mi amor
Te ruego porfavor.

Te imploro que regreses
y no me dejes
Pudriendome en este mundo,
este pinchi mundo cruel,
Perdoname mi amor,
Te lo pido porfavor
Yo te lo rugo mi amor
No me dejes
Jamas-----

Perdoname mi amor
Prometo ser mejor
Perdoname mi amor
Te suplico porfavor.

Perdoname mi amor
Prometo ser mejor
Perdoname mi amor
Te ruego porfavor--

Dance My Love (song)

I like the way you shake your hips
like you don't give a fuck.
I like the way your
skirt moves as it dances with the fire.
I like the way your corset fits you
tight around your breasts and waist.

Tanz mein liebe,
let your hair slap the wind away.
Come closer to me,
my love.

Come my love,
let me take that corset off,
let me tear your skirt apart,
let me give you love.

Dance, dance my love,
dance here in front of me
by this bonfire I've lit with love.
Dance with me these various melodies
Dance with me tonight my love.

Come hither my love,
show me how you
dance the night away my prince.

Take me away
and sweep me off my feet
with those dancing
legs of yours my sweetest love.

Baila mi amor
let's dance in your huge bed
cometake me from within,
come and make me yours
once we fuck or make love.


Dance, dance my love,
dance here in front of me
by this bonfire I've lit with love.
Dance with me these various melodies
Dance with me tonight my love.

Tanz mit mir
tonight my love.
Baila conmigo
tonight my love.
Dance with me
tonight my loves!!!!!!!

Sunday, July 17, 2011

My Best Friend Jukka

He has...
Beautiful blonde hair
that outshines the sun.
Cold, blue eyes that
can freeze your soul.
Porcelain white skin
that can nearly blend in with snow.
Light pink lips
like cherry blossoms.
Tiny hands with
long pianist fingers,
a short, slender figure.
An innocent mind,
a pure body,
a kind heart,
and a beautiful soul.

Very religious
faithful to his God.
Talks to others about him,
especially children.

Widowed, he still loves his husband.
Still wears his wedding band,
plus his new engagement ring.
He likes to love I guess.

He's very talented
in art, music, and photography.

Rakastan sinua Jukka.
Kiitos for being
my big brother I never had,
my shoulder to cry on,
my diary that keeps all of my secrets,
the Catholic that loves
and doesn't discriminate Pagans like me,
My Finnish dictionary,
but most importantly...
Thank you for being my best friend.

Thursday, July 14, 2011

The Singer

He sings various melodies in his deep baritone voice.
You can hear him ten miles away.
His beautiful voice makes this deep, beautiful noise.
You are speechless-
with nothing to say.

Your heart skips beats
once he hits those high notes.
As he hits the low notes,
your heart pounds.

As he sings, you fall in love
with that musical angel sent from up above.
As you record his voice in your heart,
You realize that music is your kind of art.

Your mind is in a whirl.

Sharps. Flats. Crescendoes. Decrescendoes.
Piano. Forte. Time Signatures.
Half Notes. Quarter Notes.
And you forgot your Circle of Fifths!
Ye Gods!
This guy got you crazy for music!

You listen as he croons.
He finishes his song.
So soon?!
Too late to sing along!

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

One day you’ll die and I won’t give a shit.

One day you’ll die and I won’t give a shit

One day you’ll die and I won’t give a shit,
What you do matters not to me no more,
Your grave I will see and at it I’ll spit.

The sound of your name makes me throw a fit.
Everything about you I can’t adore.
One day you’ll die and I won’t give a shit.

I just can’t stop hating you idiot!
It is you I absolutely abhor.
Your grave I will see and at it I’ll spit.

Until I get my revenge, I won’t quit.
Against you I will forever wage war.
One day you’ll die and I won’t give a shit.

Your face I absolutely want to hit,
to me for mercy you’ll fucking implore,
Your grave I will see and at it I’ll spit.

My undying hate’s fire you have lit,
you make me feel more rotten to the core.
One day you’ll die and I won’t give a shit.
Your grave I will see and at it I’ll spit.

Blood Sacrifice

It’s midnight my Dear
and we feel alive.
Let’s face the north
and have a deep, profound kiss.
Minutes later…
your lips are bleeding.
Watch the blood drip,
drip,
drip
on the floor.
It creates a puddle.
Let’s walk away.
We’ve made our sacrifice
to the Gods.
They must accept it
and bless our love,
bless you,

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Your Love Is My Death

Your kisses are sweet
and taste of cyanide.
Your touch is so cold,
it feels like ice
cutting through my skin.
You whisper sweet words in my ears,
yet they call upon death.
You love me in such a strange
and grotesque way,
I see it every time
I look into your eyes.
Some may not even call it love.
But to me,
this is beautiful,
true, pure, perfect love.
I love the way you tell me
you love me
with your gnashing teeth.
I love the way you look at me
with those firey eyes
ready to stab me,
ready to rip at my skin
and pierce my heart with rage.
As our souls meet in spirit
you destroy me
and rid me of my blood.
This kind of love is pure enjoyment.
Your beautiful love
will forever be my life,
my destruction,
my misery,
my death.
This love is not vain,
it is true and it lives
on and on forever
until the end of life
and our afterlife.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

HIM tribute poem

We walked through the Phantom Gate together.

Once we crossed we ripped out the wings of a butterfly.

Together we have seen the Face of God

as we were drunk on shadows and lost in a lie.

We have endured heartaches every moment

and we've been scared to death of those heartkillers

that are out there.

We have sung about The Sacrament being someone else,

when in reality

The Sacrament really is you.

We have taken serpent rides together

And then we were sleepwalking past hope

at the right time even though it felt wrong.

Just when my sadness felt like the beginning of the end,

your music forbode a sense of impending happiness.

Your beautiful songs felt like a resurrection of love and happiness that I have felt

in Joy and Sorrow.

After feeling that my heart had salt in its wounds,

hearing you say "I'm here for you" alleviated that pain.

You and I shared the same pain as love simply said no.

In the end, your beautiful music was the answer.

With that beautiful music,

you guys were there for me when no one else was.

You guys were there to kill my loneliness whenever I felt alone.

It was like having five friends there for me willing to help.

It was like saying "been there, done that." or

"I know how you feel, I understand." and were always happy to help.

To me and many others,

you guys are like spiritual friends,

lovers,

brothers,

a band of angels sent from heaven to earth.

All I wanted to say was...

Thank you for being the best band ever.

Thank you for being there for me when no one else was.

Thank you for your beautiful music

and your beautiful lyrics.

I love you guys so much.

Kiitos Paljon!

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Heavy Metal Haiku (requested by my class)

Blood squirts all around,
As he pulls out the knife,
She dies a slow death.

Band plays fucking loud,
They all kick each other's ass,
People fly around.
Lovely green grass grows
It dominates the big yard,
grows all around it

Rain

Rain pours down on him
and soaks him all the way through
yet he enjoys it.

Crow

A black crow stands on
The cold and mushy white snow
Doesn’t fly away.

Monday, June 27, 2011

SCREW THOSE VEGGIES!!!

It's baby's feeding time,
Lunch time to be exact.
Already ate fruits,
Already ate cereal.

Mixed dinners are so heavy,
She cannot eat them yet.
It's very, very early
for chicken and rice.

I reach into the pantry
and what do I find?
Veggies, veggies, veggies!!!
She better eat them all.
If only she ate half,
I'd be so satisfied.

I grab a bib,
I grab a spoon,
I grab a jar,
a napkin too.

I feed her glorious veggies,
and what does she do?
She spits 'em out!
Her expression is priceless.
"Screw those veggies!!!"

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Hallway of My Life

I walk in a hallway
inside my mind.
The hallway is long,
and filled with doors.
So, I open up the first door
and I go in…
I go inside a hospital room
I see a young woman
about twenty-three years old
Sleeping soundly.
And then I see a man
in his late forties or early fifties
go in after me.
They look familiar, yet,
I can’t figure out who they are.
I stand in front of him, but,
he does not notice me.
So, the young woman opens up her eyes,
The man smiles.
“You had a lovely little girl!” he says
with tears in his eyes.
I look out the window.
I see tanks, tents, and a desert.
I see a tall and skinny young man
in his twenties.
He wears a green uniform.
He is proud to serve his country.
He is later interrupted by a messenger.
“Son, you just had a daughter!”
I look back in the room
And there is a baby in her arms. (whose face I cannot see)
“Her name shall be…”
The name escapes me.
I felt a connection to that family
And I feel terrified.
I leave the room,
and run down the hallway,
I skip a few doors.
Childhood memories I suppose.
I then give up and open the next door.
I see a young bride whose face I cannot see.
She’s nervous and scared.
I walk inside the bridal room and see two children
Two children that don’t get along.
They stand by eachother and pose for a picture.
What a beautiful sight!
I look at the bride -not her face- and slap her.
She is already in tears and wails in pain.
“What the fuck are you doing bitch?
Do you realize why you’re here?
Do you know what will happen?
Run or face tears!!!” I yell.
She apparently does not understand me.
So, I decide to take her for a walk.
Just when I’m about to-
“Hello! Can we come in?”
Shit! Why is she here?
That bitch!
I fucking hate her.
Now I can’t steal the bride.
She poses for pictures, and
walks down the aisle.
I cry bitterly as I walk with her (in spirit)
I am in too much emotional pain, so,
I leave
to the hallway
and walk.
As I skip a few doors, I feel heavy,
frail,
tired,
in pain.
I open the door closest to me
to see if I can find rest.
I go inside a hospital,
And for some weird reason,
I smile.
I open one more door and
I see a young mother (whose face I cannot see)
I walk closer and
I see her holdng a newborn child.
It’s a girl.
She has (My husband?! WTF?) by her side,
and I also see a team of doctors,
and holy shit! My mother,
my aunts, and my grandmother?
What the fuck am I doing here?
What the fuck are they doing here?
I want to leave, but,
I am too happy to leave.
I see that baby’s face
and my heart beats with joy.
I faint, and wake up
and I am back in the hallway.
I get up and walk.
I open one more door.
I see a woman and her baby
Leave their tiny apartment.
She leaves her husband.
She’s in tears.
Her face clears up and-
That’s me!
All of these sights are now clear.
The baby, the bride, the mother, her…
I was them.
I walked back inside the hallway,
I will not open anymore doors.
I will remain inside this hallway.
The hallway of my life.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

The Bitch

The Bitch:

She once had a bottle of whiskey,
And boy did it make her frisky
She got fucked up and down,
She screamed like a clown
And then she was being bitchy.

Lucifer

Lucifer

You brought light into my life
with your love.
Your angelic ways
have charmed me well.
I was pleased when you captured me.
I, a free woman, became
a slave.
Your slave.
Pain becomes pleasure,
Hate became love,
Darkness became light.
My happiness was your delight.
We were happy,
so in love,
and then you betrayed me.
You revealed your true self.
You were no angel of light,
you were an angel of darkness.
You charmed me with your demonic ways.
And now…
Light is darkness
Life is death
White is black
Pleasure is pain
Love is hate,
Freedom is captivity. (and always has been)
I loved you,
but you used me.
You took advantage of this love
this beautiful love I gave you.
A love so strong,
I swore it couldn’t be shattered.
But you did.
I gave you my heart
and you broke it.
I’m right here
picking up the pieces.
There are so many,
I’m overwhelmed.
I see you
right below me.
Smiling at my pain.
You had my heart,
You had my life,
My devotion,
My soul.
I just couldn’t escape your “love”
and now I pay the price
of being a fool.
Always and forever.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Life's Darkness and Hope's Light

Open up your eyes.
What do you see?
You see the sun set
and the moon rise.

The light dies
and the dark lives.
Bright stars
illuminate the skies.

In this sea of black high above us
reminiscent to life,
but, we are also reminded
of hope, an end to strife.

Darling,
what do you see now?
We kiss the moon goodbye
as the sun greets ‘Ciao!’

A sign of hope again
comes our way.
So now we realize
Tomorrow will be a better day.

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Scars

These scars show where my wounds once were.
Wounds that remind me of those biting lips of yours.
Your lips tattooed my body full of scars.
Your lips were so red, just like Mars.
Your love was tough,
Your touch was rough.
So rough, she left me scarred.

You scarred my body,
You scarred my heart,
You scarred my life,
You bitch!

Oh! How I wish these wounds would heal.

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Sweet Addiction

I take you inside of me
because I love you.
I take you inside of me
because I want to.
I feel you inside of me
as you make sweet love to me.
This beautiful connection is established.
We are now one
forever more.
This love we make links us
physically,
spiritually
mentally,
and emotionally.
I love you.
You love me.

Go in,
Go out.
Keep on thrusting.
Go in,
Go out.
Oh sweet love,
We're getting close!
Oh! What a sweet pain!
I feel the throbbing of your manhood inside of me.
I...am wrapped all around you.
Our bodies move together in sync.
In a rhythmic pattern
with strong notes of pleasure.

Oh! You're there!
How exciting!
You pull out and drench me
with your sweet love potion.
I faint.
You touch my face
and whisper my name.
I caress your body.
You...leave me...wanting...
more!

I take you in once again.
In between breaths I scream your name
and you get even harder,
you go faster, faster...
I just can't keep up.

We reach the point of desire,
It's a mutual orgasm.
Oh! I enjoyed it my love.
Surely, I would love more, but,
I must pass out again.

What a beautiful night my love.
Yes, I love you.
Yes, let's keep going.
Let's make love all night long.
Maybe even till death do us part.

Friday, May 6, 2011

You

You are...

Kind,
Divine,
Beautiful,
Wonderful,
Adorable,
The most precious thing
ever
to exist
in such a hideous
and terrible world

Roses

Roses are blooming.
Roses- so red, so fragrant
Beautiful roses

Night

Night

Night, oh beautiful!
So dark with glittering stars
The moon glows

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Thoughts Of A Loving Whore

My lips are so numb from all those kisses,
My body is wet from all the sweating
I can't move no more,
I'm so fuckin weak,
I can't even feel you anymore.

Kiss me,
Bite me,
Hold me,
Cuff me,
Whip me,

Tie me up and fuck me.

Monday, April 11, 2011

The Death of Love

Love has died
And now we mourn, forevermore.
We bury those wonderful years,
those wonderful memories,
6 feet under in our hearts,
our souls,
our minds.

And now...What's left?
Shit, misery, pain?
Perhaps a vain desire,
a sin.
Maybe. But also...
something far better than we've ever imagined.
Something beautiful and precious,
Still alive.

Sunday, April 10, 2011

La Suplica del Angel De Juarez (in Spanish)

La Suplica De El Angel De Juarez

Hoy en este dia,                                                                  
La ciudad esta vacia,                                                           
La gente en su casa                                                             
busca paz y proteccion.                                                       

Hoy en esta noche,                                                              
Balazos se escuchan,                                                            
Gritos y sollosos,                                                                   
Sangre y huesos.                                                                 

Dios mio, Dios mio,                                                                
Te pido porfavor                                                                   
Que puedas calmar                                                              
esta maldita guerra.                                                             

Te pido Dios mio                                                                    
que traigas paz a mi gente,                                                  
Dale paz a mi paiz,                                                                
Y que recibas Dios mio                                                          
a las almas inocentes.                                                           
Victimas, sin culpa alguna.                                                    

Dios mio, Dios mio,                                                                
Les ruego a ti y a los santos                                                
Que sanen las heridas de las familias,                                  
Los huerfanos, y los viudos                                                 
que perdieron a sus hijos,                                                    
a sus padres, y a sus conyugues                                        
en esta masacre.                                                                

Dios mio, Dios mio,                                                                
Aun mis heridas no han sanado                                           
Cuando un hombre sanguinario                                            
aquebranto a mis alas y mi corazon                                      
al balearme a mi y a mi amigo,                                              
mi querido amigo quien fallecio.                                                      

Dios mio, Dios mio,                                                                
Esto y mas te lo pido,                                                          
En el nombre del Padre,                                                       
Del Hijo,                                                                                
Y del Espiritu Santo.                                                             
Amen.                     

La Suplica del Angel De Juarez (in English)

Today
the city is empty.
People are stuck at home
Seeking safety and peace.

Tonight
gunshots are heard,
Screams and sobs,
Bloodshed and bones.

My Lord, My Lord,
I pray for you to end
this fucking war.

I beg you my Lord
to bring peace to my people,
bring peace to my country,
and for you to keep
those innocent souls.
Faultless victims.

My Lord, My Lord
I beg you and the saints
To heal the wounds of the families,
the orphans, and the widows,
who have lost their children,
their parents, and their spouses
in this massacre.

My Lord, My Lord,
My wounds still haven't healed
When a bloodthirsty man
Broke my wings and my heart
While shooting me and my friend,
My dear friend who has died.         

My Lord, My Lord,                                                       
For this and much more I pray.                                                     
In the name of the Father,                                                                              
The Son,
And the Holy Spirit.                                                                                              
Amen.

Worst Enemy (song)

Worst Enemy (Unforgiven)

You drink the wine of the unforgiven,
You eat the bread of the unforgiven,
You speak the tongue of the unforgiven,
You are among those unforgiven.

You made the world feel like a better place
You swear the truth, but I know it's all a lie,
I can see it in your bloodshot eyes.
You had my back, but now you fucking stab it
You were my best friend (best friend)
You're my worst enemy.

Motherfucker, I saw you as a saint,
My eyes were open and all I saw was a demon
You made a pact, a pact with the devil,
You signed your soul away for some stupid shit.

You drink the wine of the unforgiven,
You eat the bread of the unforgiven,
You speak the tongue of the unforgiven,
You are among those unforgiven. (3x)