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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)