Enrikiller's blog of a freak: Home of the Survivalist
lunes, 30 de mayo de 2011
sábado, 28 de mayo de 2011
And he started walking downstairs, slowly.
They screamed at him, begging to stop,
too bad he wouldn't listen.
Time seemed to stop, the bursts in the air froze, the sky was red,
and bullets where in the air, frozen.
All of a sudden his cape moved to the air, and flew away,
then, bullets hit the ground, and bombs kept exploding.
A jet passed by over him, leaving a trail of clear sky.
But for a second, because now he was downstairs,
he was with his brothers, in the battlefield, walking lost
between dead bodies and scrap.
He took a rifle from a man who was already dead,
"you won't need it anymore"
And kept walking,
then he saw them, in front of him,
one thousand billion souls screaming for freedom,
his two brothers where still alive, and fighting on a hill.
He kept walking and passed by a dead tank,
a dead horse and a dead plane.
When he arrived at the top of the hill
"I'm back"
went side by side, and kept fighting.
"We're back together"
And started shooting,
didn't hip-fire, do not want to throw bullets away.
And then he saw them,
in front of him, falling from the heavens,
one thousand angels,
falling from heaven, straight to the ground.
But he didn't stop there,
"Let us go"
And kept walking, downwards the hill,
it's twilight already, but we're not tired.
And once they were down, the kept walking.
And then they saw them,
lead by a knight,
one thousand angles,
and one thousand seraphs,
and one thousand cherubims.
The knight was on a fire horse,
a big flame behind him,
like a trail, like a tail.
He kept walking, until they were both,
face to face,
ready.
But they wouldn't fight.
Not today.
And both kept walking,
side by side,
with their brothers,
with their weapons,
alone, at their way.
And both never fell,
never stopped,
never fainted,
but never stopped walking.
And behind them,
there where screaming at them to stop,
too bad...
they would not listen...
And so began, the fall of humanity, the beginning of the end of the world.
And the end never stopped,
it seemed like it was walking endlessly,
without stop.
Too bad...
They would not listen...
They screamed at him, begging to stop,
too bad he wouldn't listen.
Time seemed to stop, the bursts in the air froze, the sky was red,
and bullets where in the air, frozen.
All of a sudden his cape moved to the air, and flew away,
then, bullets hit the ground, and bombs kept exploding.
A jet passed by over him, leaving a trail of clear sky.
But for a second, because now he was downstairs,
he was with his brothers, in the battlefield, walking lost
between dead bodies and scrap.
He took a rifle from a man who was already dead,
"you won't need it anymore"
And kept walking,
then he saw them, in front of him,
one thousand billion souls screaming for freedom,
his two brothers where still alive, and fighting on a hill.
He kept walking and passed by a dead tank,
a dead horse and a dead plane.
When he arrived at the top of the hill
"I'm back"
went side by side, and kept fighting.
"We're back together"
And started shooting,
didn't hip-fire, do not want to throw bullets away.
And then he saw them,
in front of him, falling from the heavens,
one thousand angels,
falling from heaven, straight to the ground.
But he didn't stop there,
"Let us go"
And kept walking, downwards the hill,
it's twilight already, but we're not tired.
And once they were down, the kept walking.
And then they saw them,
lead by a knight,
one thousand angles,
and one thousand seraphs,
and one thousand cherubims.
The knight was on a fire horse,
a big flame behind him,
like a trail, like a tail.
He kept walking, until they were both,
face to face,
ready.
But they wouldn't fight.
Not today.
And both kept walking,
side by side,
with their brothers,
with their weapons,
alone, at their way.
And both never fell,
never stopped,
never fainted,
but never stopped walking.
And behind them,
there where screaming at them to stop,
too bad...
they would not listen...
And so began, the fall of humanity, the beginning of the end of the world.
And the end never stopped,
it seemed like it was walking endlessly,
without stop.
Too bad...
They would not listen...
sábado, 21 de mayo de 2011
viernes, 20 de mayo de 2011
And so, came a brand new day...
The dawn, a brand new day
The sun, beating back the endless night
A ray, of warmth, around me
At last, I see, the light
To dance, with morning birds
High trees swaying, sunlight shines so clear
So let, the clock march onward
I am safe and home, a new world is here
Oh won’t you take, my hand, and fly away?
Where spirits soar, far as eyes can see
As planes draw lines in the clear blue skyway
Lift our souls, and we’re free
And though we know, the dusk, will seize the skies
Shadows above, dark as they may seem
They show us why, as time, passes by, we must realize,
Now, is the time to love, is the time to live, is the time to dream
The dawn, a brand new day
The sun, beating back the endless night
So let, the clock march onward
I am safe and all is right…
Because… this is new world… is here…
The sun, beating back the endless night
A ray, of warmth, around me
At last, I see, the light
To dance, with morning birds
High trees swaying, sunlight shines so clear
So let, the clock march onward
I am safe and home, a new world is here
Oh won’t you take, my hand, and fly away?
Where spirits soar, far as eyes can see
As planes draw lines in the clear blue skyway
Lift our souls, and we’re free
And though we know, the dusk, will seize the skies
Shadows above, dark as they may seem
They show us why, as time, passes by, we must realize,
Now, is the time to love, is the time to live, is the time to dream
The dawn, a brand new day
The sun, beating back the endless night
So let, the clock march onward
I am safe and all is right…
Because… this is new world… is here…
And here ends our fight, finally we're free,
and sun rises again after the darkest of the darknesses...
I dream a world
Where i can fly, meet the sky.
Like a blooming flower in heaven, sorrounded with clouds of angels with one wing,
cutting edge the air, blowing up the air.
And laving noting but a narrow line.
I dream a world where i can dance with the angels in the skies,
and once the ballet of death is done, finish up the fight.
Let me be free, let me fly away to the boundaries of the world,
escape the gravity, avoid the sun, and crash the space.
Hit the air like an engine in fury, like a blurry in my view,
like a darkened sight, like a shadowed view.
I see them falling to the earth, i see them leaving haeven.
I see them fighting, i see myself within.
The dawn at midnight, the sunrise at the dusk.
The twilight at one a.m.
Warriors open up your wings, enslave the cel,
fight till' the end, do not fall down like the angels,
because you're the reapers of doom,
the deamonslayers, the never-falling ones!
I guide you, i lead you, i protect you,
i fight for you.
After the ages pass, and the earth sleeps under a blanket of withe.
The clouds darken the sky. And far in heaven snow falls again.
Times of turmoil shall pass, dawn fills our hearts with light,
our hopes rises with the brilliant sun,
and sun rises with faith into the tomorrow,
and we march on to death.
After we're all done for, once we're all cursed,
closed, damned and doomed,
untill the last one of us falls to earth with the angels
untill i fall, and fail.
Our faith will rise us again, we will stand up again,
take off again, come back again, untill we're all dead,
and then in the cage of pandora a wind will blow us away.
My tail has the wind, my wings have the ascendence, the pervalescence,
the spirit of survival and the spirit of revival flow through me,
and untill we're all dead and under the ground,
our coffins won't close.
Now there are no clouds in sky, but it's still dark, millions of winged angels fly untill the dawn that never comes, it's our army of damned souls.
Our army of haeven avengers, our number is legion, our leme is freedom.
And untill we're not all buried, we will never desist.
Rise again my fellow men, brothers, companions...
Rise again...
And again...
Like a blooming flower in heaven, sorrounded with clouds of angels with one wing,
cutting edge the air, blowing up the air.
And laving noting but a narrow line.
I dream a world where i can dance with the angels in the skies,
and once the ballet of death is done, finish up the fight.
Let me be free, let me fly away to the boundaries of the world,
escape the gravity, avoid the sun, and crash the space.
Hit the air like an engine in fury, like a blurry in my view,
like a darkened sight, like a shadowed view.
I see them falling to the earth, i see them leaving haeven.
I see them fighting, i see myself within.
The dawn at midnight, the sunrise at the dusk.
The twilight at one a.m.
Warriors open up your wings, enslave the cel,
fight till' the end, do not fall down like the angels,
because you're the reapers of doom,
the deamonslayers, the never-falling ones!
I guide you, i lead you, i protect you,
i fight for you.
After the ages pass, and the earth sleeps under a blanket of withe.
The clouds darken the sky. And far in heaven snow falls again.
Times of turmoil shall pass, dawn fills our hearts with light,
our hopes rises with the brilliant sun,
and sun rises with faith into the tomorrow,
and we march on to death.
After we're all done for, once we're all cursed,
closed, damned and doomed,
untill the last one of us falls to earth with the angels
untill i fall, and fail.
Our faith will rise us again, we will stand up again,
take off again, come back again, untill we're all dead,
and then in the cage of pandora a wind will blow us away.
My tail has the wind, my wings have the ascendence, the pervalescence,
the spirit of survival and the spirit of revival flow through me,
and untill we're all dead and under the ground,
our coffins won't close.
Now there are no clouds in sky, but it's still dark, millions of winged angels fly untill the dawn that never comes, it's our army of damned souls.
Our army of haeven avengers, our number is legion, our leme is freedom.
And untill we're not all buried, we will never desist.
Rise again my fellow men, brothers, companions...
Rise again...
And again...
Clouds above my mind
Clouds over me, shade what i think,
clouds inside me, erasing all that's good.
Clouds in my mind, can't think about it.
Clouds in my head, can barely think right.
In the same moment i try, so long, just like a bullet grazing my face,
with the power of a billion suns, light no longer trespasses my sorrow.
I want to hide my face away, but can't get it out of me,
my gloom takes me down, like a shot bird.
My rifle doesn't work,
i have no clue of my own survival,
i have no chance to keep alive,
i want no one to tell me again.
I still love you, and shall take your memory to the tomb,
and no longer remember what you used to be,
my friend, my brother.
I will ride alone the fields of blue,
the mountains of sadness, taking me to the place i went back.
And making me realise i have no trouble at all.
And i am alone, again, solo,
standalone warrior, lone hunter...
And i am lost again, and find myself over a place i used to visit,
a places we used to watch, a black field of shadows,
and a crow in the sky.
Is it worth it, now in my dead's pass,
see my life, our lives.
And wonder if it was worth, if i could have done more, changed,
different...
Now it's too late to apologise and to ask ourselves the mattering question,
if i dare, if i could have ever dared to do more than a stare.
And watch from a distance changes nothing,
makes nothing better, but sadder.
I shall never change my mind, i regret nothing,
i regret everything.
The tears are filling up my eyes, and down a past, up a present
i watch you leave me all alone again,
i can't stop you, and just stare and stare, again and again...
I can't see you clearly, i can't hear you clearly...
Don't leave me now, because i still have something to tell you,
something that takes no boundaries between space and time.
I won't regret it, i won't faint again, won't fail,
won't be a coward anymore.
What elese can i lose now?
clouds inside me, erasing all that's good.
Clouds in my mind, can't think about it.
Clouds in my head, can barely think right.
In the same moment i try, so long, just like a bullet grazing my face,
with the power of a billion suns, light no longer trespasses my sorrow.
I want to hide my face away, but can't get it out of me,
my gloom takes me down, like a shot bird.
My rifle doesn't work,
i have no clue of my own survival,
i have no chance to keep alive,
i want no one to tell me again.
I still love you, and shall take your memory to the tomb,
and no longer remember what you used to be,
my friend, my brother.
I will ride alone the fields of blue,
the mountains of sadness, taking me to the place i went back.
And making me realise i have no trouble at all.
And i am alone, again, solo,
standalone warrior, lone hunter...
And i am lost again, and find myself over a place i used to visit,
a places we used to watch, a black field of shadows,
and a crow in the sky.
Is it worth it, now in my dead's pass,
see my life, our lives.
And wonder if it was worth, if i could have done more, changed,
different...
Now it's too late to apologise and to ask ourselves the mattering question,
if i dare, if i could have ever dared to do more than a stare.
And watch from a distance changes nothing,
makes nothing better, but sadder.
I shall never change my mind, i regret nothing,
i regret everything.
The tears are filling up my eyes, and down a past, up a present
i watch you leave me all alone again,
i can't stop you, and just stare and stare, again and again...
I can't see you clearly, i can't hear you clearly...
Don't leave me now, because i still have something to tell you,
something that takes no boundaries between space and time.
I won't regret it, i won't faint again, won't fail,
won't be a coward anymore.
What elese can i lose now?
martes, 17 de mayo de 2011
WAVE~Morrigan
un gran grupo de arrangers de touhou (orquesta sinfónica)
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=LEAHEUAX
aqui esta uno de sus mejores CDs
Symphonic Caprice "Evening Primrose"-奇想交響詩 月見草
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=LEAHEUAX
aqui esta uno de sus mejores CDs
Symphonic Caprice "Evening Primrose"-奇想交響詩 月見草
domingo, 15 de mayo de 2011
Yo creo en la libertad de expressión
pero hay gente que se merece que les grapen la boca para siempre.
Atenció!!!!
grupdiewelle.blogspot.com
HA TORNAT!!!!
Finalment he reconstruit el blog, esperem que aquest cop funcioni més bé
HA TORNAT!!!!
Finalment he reconstruit el blog, esperem que aquest cop funcioni més bé
jueves, 12 de mayo de 2011
miércoles, 11 de mayo de 2011
miércoles, 4 de mayo de 2011
martes, 3 de mayo de 2011
Oda a mi arma
Siempre a mi lado, fiel compañera,
luchando junto a mi,
luchando para mi,
luchando por mi.
Nunca desfallece,
nunca se cansa,
jamás se detiene,
nunca pierde la esperanza.
Lucha hasta el final,
me sigue siempre,
les manda al infierno,
solo cuentan los impactos.
Dos al pecho y una a la cabeza no es un mal plan,
nunca se queja.
Su compañera tampoco,
la distancia nuestra amiga...
Se que un día me mataran con ella,
pero sera a golpes porque me la arrancarán vacía!
luchando junto a mi,
luchando para mi,
luchando por mi.
Nunca desfallece,
nunca se cansa,
jamás se detiene,
nunca pierde la esperanza.
Lucha hasta el final,
me sigue siempre,
les manda al infierno,
solo cuentan los impactos.
Dos al pecho y una a la cabeza no es un mal plan,
nunca se queja.
Su compañera tampoco,
la distancia nuestra amiga...
Se que un día me mataran con ella,
pero sera a golpes porque me la arrancarán vacía!
Do the hustle
buenos recuerdos, como por ejemplo cuando Fry bailó esta canción delante del museo...
El perro de Fry!!!
El perro de Fry!!!
y el original...
None of the others
ninguna canción ha logrado que llorara tanto como esta,
es como mirar al pasado y llorar por todo,
me pone triste...
es como mirar al pasado y llorar por todo,
me pone triste...
domingo, 1 de mayo de 2011
Hermanos de sangre; hermanos de fuego
No compares la solemnidad con la felicidad,
con la tristeza, el honor, el deber.
Nunca lo sabes,
¿por que?, ¿cómo?
no hay razón valida, cuando estar feliz,
triste...
Esta noche me siento ambiguo, amalgamado, extraño,
¿quién eres?
Lo sabes...
Aunque yo no vivo, nunca he estado muerto, más que ahora.
Volando durante el alba, junto al que antes se hacia llamar compañero,
traicionado, furioso.
Pero ahora debes luchar, debes batallar, vencer,
das vueltas por el cielo anaranjado, y piensas en lo bonito que es volar en tiempos de paz,
ahora la guerra se cierne sobre ti, como una sombra inexorable, inalcanzable, voraz, fuerte....
El era tu hermano, tu amigo, tu fiel compañero.
El es tu enemigo, tu traidor, la vida se define ahora,
quién morirá.
El que deba...
Hermano, que luchas junto a mi,
que luchas contra mi,
sepas que no te odio,
pero te lanzaré directo a las llamas del infierno.
Mis motores son un infierno, mis brazos no responden,
no pienso con claridad; traición nada más.
Juntos hemos volado y compartido,
hermano, por traicionarme no te odio,
sufriremos juntos.
Y te llevaré conmigo.
Juntos, volveremos a las llamas infernales,
los demonios se reúnen,
acabaremos hechos cenizas,
¿por que esperar?
vayamos, juntos pues,
al infierno de donde venimos.
De donde salimos,
gélido hogar de fuego purificador,
allá bajo la luz de mil soles furiosos,
bajo rayos de tormenta de dolor,
sufrimiento y temor.
Volaremos juntos otra vez,
una ultima vez.
No habrá mañana que lamentar,
el sol nos quema,
nos devuelve, allá.
Al infierno, donde dos demonios,
hermanos de sangre,
sentados en una mesa redonda,
quemados por el odio,
el recelo y el temor.
Nos toca morir,
¿pero, quién será el primero?
El cero marca el día,
el cero cuenta,
los momentos que restan para el fin,
porque el fin es ahora,
y ahora es infierno...
!Volveré!
con la tristeza, el honor, el deber.
Nunca lo sabes,
¿por que?, ¿cómo?
no hay razón valida, cuando estar feliz,
triste...
Esta noche me siento ambiguo, amalgamado, extraño,
¿quién eres?
Lo sabes...
Aunque yo no vivo, nunca he estado muerto, más que ahora.
Volando durante el alba, junto al que antes se hacia llamar compañero,
traicionado, furioso.
Pero ahora debes luchar, debes batallar, vencer,
das vueltas por el cielo anaranjado, y piensas en lo bonito que es volar en tiempos de paz,
ahora la guerra se cierne sobre ti, como una sombra inexorable, inalcanzable, voraz, fuerte....
El era tu hermano, tu amigo, tu fiel compañero.
El es tu enemigo, tu traidor, la vida se define ahora,
quién morirá.
El que deba...
Hermano, que luchas junto a mi,
que luchas contra mi,
sepas que no te odio,
pero te lanzaré directo a las llamas del infierno.
Mis motores son un infierno, mis brazos no responden,
no pienso con claridad; traición nada más.
Juntos hemos volado y compartido,
hermano, por traicionarme no te odio,
sufriremos juntos.
Y te llevaré conmigo.
Juntos, volveremos a las llamas infernales,
los demonios se reúnen,
acabaremos hechos cenizas,
¿por que esperar?
vayamos, juntos pues,
al infierno de donde venimos.
De donde salimos,
gélido hogar de fuego purificador,
allá bajo la luz de mil soles furiosos,
bajo rayos de tormenta de dolor,
sufrimiento y temor.
Volaremos juntos otra vez,
una ultima vez.
No habrá mañana que lamentar,
el sol nos quema,
nos devuelve, allá.
Al infierno, donde dos demonios,
hermanos de sangre,
sentados en una mesa redonda,
quemados por el odio,
el recelo y el temor.
Nos toca morir,
¿pero, quién será el primero?
El cero marca el día,
el cero cuenta,
los momentos que restan para el fin,
porque el fin es ahora,
y ahora es infierno...
!Volveré!
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