| Garbage- The world is not enough |
[22 Jun 2010|03:52pm] |
I know how to hurt
I know how to heal
I know what to show
And what to conceal
I know when to talk
And I know when to touch
No one ever died from wanting too much
The world is not enough
But it is such a perfect place to start, my love
And if you're strong enough
Together we can take the world apart, my love
People like us
Know how to survive
There's no point in living
If you can't feel the life
We know when to kiss
And we know when to kill
If we can't have it all
Then nobody will
The world is not enough
But it is such a perfect place to start, my love
And if you're strong enough
Together we can take the world apart, my love
I feel safe
I feel scared
I feel ready
And yet unprepared
The world is not enough
But it is such a perfect place to start, my love
And if you're strong enough
Together we can take the world apart, my love
The world is not enough
The world is not enough
No Nowhere near enough,
The world is not enough
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| Cruxshadows- quicksilver |
[22 Jun 2010|03:58pm] |
I should be ashamed for what you've done to me
It's only happened because I let it be
But no more
You are not wrong, you who believe
Your will defines your destiny
But if you act in selfish fear
Then the truth means nothing
You are not wrong if you perceive
The message veiled in mystery
But if we bury what we dream
We're left with what remains
There is no vision that we surrender
Breathless time can take no prisoners
My avatar, I call you to return
And the cycle is fulfilled
I'm taking back my love, taking back my pride
Taking back my dreams and my life
This is the ground I will defend
A rage of angels bears the end
I'm takin back my hope, taking back my goals
Taking back my memories and my soul
This brand is forged to my crusade
Quicksilver, the future belongs to the brave
You are not wrong if you believe
Perception works its alchemy
And I become the phoenix once again
Transforming destiny
We brace before the fates descending
With resolution never ending
As Nike stands her shield before me
Sophia guide my hand
There is no vision that we surrender
Breathless time can take no prisoners
My avatar, I call you to return
And the cycle is fulfilled
I feel the wishfire burning cold
Black wings to fill the sky unfold
And nothing takes from God his storm
See the angels' eyes transform
I'm taking back my love, taking back my pride
Taking back my dreams and my life
This is the ground I will defend
A rage of angels bears the end
I'm takin back my hope, taking back my goals
Taking back my memories and my soul
This brand is forged to my crusade
Quicksilver, the future belongs to the brave
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| Sazin, tolji apskaidriiba? |
[22 Jun 2010|04:00pm] |
Zemaak citeetaas 2 dziesmas man lika daudz aizdomaaties, saaku paardomaat sevi pashu...
Atceros, kaads es biju beerniibaa- gaish, pozitiivs piuka, kursh raudaaja un liidz izmisumam satraucaas aiz zeelastiibas, kad mans draugs gribeeja likt laastu kkaadam nepaziistamam cilveekam, neatminos cik man kadu bija, bija pirmaas klases...
Pusaudza gadi pagaaja arii diezgan interesanti, tiesa no 13 gadiem saaku neesaat melnas dreebes, bet paarliekaa labsirdiiba tik un taa lika sevi maniit un deelj taa naacaas daudz ciest...
Peecaak es biju jau smagi viilies cilveekos un taa melnaa chaula saaka domineet aizvien vairaak un vairaak un kad nervi neiztureeja un saaku nopietni pieveersties tiiri tumshajai pusei un visus peec kaartas slauciit bez zheelastiibas, tad aptuveni arii radaas shis zhurnaals...
Atceroties(daljeeji) ko, kaa, kad un kaapeec esmu sheit rakstiijis pamataa naak 2 lietas praataa: 1)bezdarbiiba, 2)izlikt emocijas....
Saakumaa shis zhurnaals bija domaats kaa anoniims, bet laikam ejot, man palika aizvien vairaak pohuj, ko citi par mani domaa, galvenais ka esmu kaads esmu un ja nepatiik ,tad lai iet dirst! :D
Bet runa nav par to, bet zemteksts visam shim, ko tikai tgd pats pamaniiju! Taa bija sleepshanaas pasham no sevis, izvairiishanaas. Ja pirms izveidoju zhurnaalu man bija no dazhaadaam lietaam bailes, tad shajaa laikaa, kopsh te rakstu man ir pazudushas visas bailes un izveidojaas bailes pasham no sevis un pat pamatiigas, taa kaa eziits biju uzsleejis adatas, kaut gan iekshaa bija miilja radiibinja, kuru neviens nemaniija. Bailes bija no taa, ka nonjemot kazhocinju shiis pasaules saltumaa eziisha miikstaa aada paarveidosies par zviinjaam, nadzinji paaraugs par kjetnaam, acis indiigi zaljaa kraasaa saaks mirdzeet, zobinji parveidosies vampiiriskos ilknjos, pieaugs puukjveidiigi spaarni un naidpilns uzsliesies gaisaa bez iespeejaam transformeeties atpakalj. Un tad taa doma, bet varbuut tomeer bija kaads veids, kaada iespeeja...
Tagad man pazuda arii bailes no sevis, lai notiek kas notikdams, 7 balsi paturu sev un nobalsoju par sevi! Nezinu kas buus taalaak, kaa buus, jo taa nieka emociju neitralizeeshana jau pamatiigi mani izmaina un veel shis... Vienalga, galvenais, ka domu pierakstiiju un peec paaris meneshiem vareeshu paarlasiit, izanalizeet vai bija man veerts no sevis biities, jeb nee... ;)
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