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Παρασκευή 6 Αυγούστου 2010

The Door

Close the door and look away.

Let the footsteps of the past carry you to your former state.

No need to keep the memories.

You don't belong in my world

as I do not in yours.

I'm sorry but I'm not used to getting damaged

nor I shall ever be.

I was not made to be broken,

not in a world that decays by the second,

not where love hurts.

Here is where everything is perfect,

because true perfection lies on imperfection,

because there are no mistakes,

only knowledge in the form of experiance.

You are as frail as a rose.

Reach your beauty at its best,

your full potencial

and the countdown begins,

mortality of mind.

In your personal maze the end is the beginning,

you are circling infinately around nothing.

Its all empty, your life.

I could crush you under my strength.

But I didn't.

I chose to learn from you.

You taught me pain.

Now it will be as if you never met me,

as if you never seen,

your truth is but a lie.

That's all I really mean.

I''ll see you in another life.

Maybe...

Παρασκευή 9 Απριλίου 2010

To My Sweet Escape

I only wish you could love me too, the way I do...

I'm sorry for telling you all this, but I would be more sorry if I didn't.

But I'm not sad now, the sorrow was gently washed away by your very presence.

Just the bitterness at the edge of my lips remains and a hole in my heart of an empty promise, empty words...

I'm not alone, just lonely...

A prisoner to a cell of my own device, bound forever to the darkness of my soul.

Guess what, you were my best escape...

Παρασκευή 22 Ιανουαρίου 2010

Top 7 Pick Up Lines

"Do you have a map? I got lost in your eyes..."

"Zaxaroplastis itan o pateras sou? Ise toso glikia..."

"Hey babe, are you tired? Cause you have been running wild in my dreams all night."

"Kleftis itan o pateras sou? Epidi eklepse ola ta asteria tou ouranou ke ta vale sta matia sou."

"Are you from Tenesi? Cause you are the only ten I see."

"Are you ok...? Are you sure? Cause I've seen you falling from the sky, angel..."

"Did you just fart? Babe, you blew me away..."

Σάββατο 5 Δεκεμβρίου 2009

Once Loved


Kill me she whispered
with a voice of a stranger
as her insane laughter
echoed across the night

This wasn't her
It couldn't be...
This wasn't the one I loved
Not my girl, just the monster she has become

I have to end this
Memories flooded me, happy ones...
She was gone forever now
The one I loved was long lost...

My sword closed tighter around my hands
as I was trying to avoid the obvious
I closed my eyes
just feeling the breeze of this coal black night

Shadows or intruders?
the lingering scent was spreading
begging me to win, begging me to kill
to kill what I once loved...

Σάββατο 28 Νοεμβρίου 2009

Tattooed Love


The colours are injected
the ink spreads dries and scars
as the needles pierce my skin
but I'm too numb to feel the pain

Full of riddles you are
and this tattoo is all I have
Expressionless
pushing me further into madness

Am I a masochist for loving you?
Tattooed love...
Injected colours into my arm
Your true colours, shades of black...

Now I can have your "heart"...
Forever tattooed in my arm
forever tattooed and mine...
Missing your real one I could never have...

The Liar In Me


Trekse tora, fige makria. Gia mena pia min psaksis, min lipithis, min me skeftis.

Emena den tha dis, emena den tha vris, monaxa tin orgi mou, pou perni me tin via tin parakseni morfi mou.

O ponos stin kardia isvalli, ta perni ola me mania, tis stigmes pou zisame, emas, mas diagrafi.

To kathe mou sagapo, tora leksis koufies ke kenes, iposxesis adies. Ena psema monaxa, apati egine megali. Mia ikona pou zografisa gia ta dika sou matia, mia paresthisi pou sou xarisa ke egine kommatia.

Ekini mera i makrini, otan tha exo ksexasti, se neo topo tha me vri. To katheti pou erxete, na kseris kapote pos fefgi. Afti tin fora omos girismo den exi.

Δευτέρα 9 Νοεμβρίου 2009

Eftixos pou Iparxoun Poutanes


Stin arxi me ithele gia ta lefta mou, ekina ta xartia pou i anthropoi iperextimisan, ola etsi ksekinisan.

Oi meres mou kilousan omorfa me tin nea mou sintrofia, mou xarise toses orees stigmes, anepanaliptes ke monadikes, ma vathia mesa mou eniotha ekini tin pikra, pos agorasa mia ksepoulimeni agapi, epidi pote den katafera na vro mia alithini.

Ine skliro na niothis tin aporripsi apo pantou, ine ekseftelistiko na katafefgis se etsi lisis tis stigmis, na katapatas tin perifania sou ke na ftiaxnis ena pseftiko oniro gia ton eafto sou. Na vionnis tin arnisi ke na dinese apolita se mia arista filotexnimeni parastasi, pou omos simeni ta panta gia sena. The show must go on...

Meta apo mines, apodextika ta pragmata os ixan ke ematha na zo gia to tora, na pernao kala ke na min to poli skotizo to thema, ixa pagidefti stin diki mou antilipsi tis plastis eftixias ke to apolamvanna. Tote itan pou eskase mia dilosi san vomva:
"S' agapo... Alithia... Pos omos na su to dikso? Pos omos na me pistepsis? Imaste ke oi 2 exmaloti tou psematos pou dimiourgisame..."

Σάββατο 7 Νοεμβρίου 2009

My Black Hearted Princess

This is a song for my black hearted princess
this is a story engraved with pain
in the era when the need for destruction embraced the urge to love
in the era that the darkness took over my soul

So long we have been waiting
for that veil to be removed
'till so long reached forever
'till we were sick of waiting

Tears, oh tears
the most beautiful crystals
constructed with an honest pain
sparkling seeds of the eyes I love the most

Vulnerable at last
when the time comes
and the time came
for your sins to be paid

Right or wrong
Black or white
It really doesn't matter anymore
It's all just titles

I tried to show you the world,
you said you were blind
I said, you just didn't wanna see...
You just chose to live in your own version of reality

Just hide your face from the world that hurts you
shut your eyes I'm here in your darkest tower
frozen by the fear of you
you are just a myth, my black hearted princess...

Δευτέρα 19 Οκτωβρίου 2009

Rotten Meat In Our Tomb

Let's just sit together now
and talk about the future darling
when you'll be away and I'll be slaying
all the people that you ever loved

When you'll wake up from your deep sleep
you'll see everything sick I've done for you
and we'll celebrate together in our tomb of eternal rest
projected by the twisted technology I have created

Let's just paint it all crimson,
we've got lots of "paint" here
nothing goes to waste my darling
in our gleeful dance of rotten meat

I promise I'll cook for you,
as I said a while ago, killing is the greatest joy
corpses all the way to Hell to lead you darling
I am the monster here and you can't save yourself

Too bad all the fun is over
sunrise comes and vanishes all
but I promise I'll be here for you darling
when all the light in your soul is gone...

Πέμπτη 8 Οκτωβρίου 2009

The End

Faded and rusty memories that decay
the former glory of one moment's dare

And so I gazed upon you...
completely at odds with reality
trapped in an endless circle of sorrow and regret
And so you gazed upon me...
I never hoped that you'd understand especially now,
haunted by the shadows of fears they've planted in my head
taken over inch by inch
unable to stay, impossible to escape
making me feel uneasy with what I felt back then,
then when all seemed to fall into place...

An outlook of a world intertwined with my new perception
the seeds of doubt have been planted,
it's far too late to look back now
when hope seems to vanish
when breath seems to shorten...

Cracks into the construct of the perfect logic,
the one corrupted by greed and ambition
misleading us into those paths we never intended crossing...
They never believed in us
cause we never truly believed in ourselves...
We never found what we sought
cause it never matched their wishes

And here we end up again...
gazing upon each other
eyes speaking the words our mouths could never say,
the sayings of the heart the mind desperately tries to bury...

They won...
It's alright, one must know when to walk away
when it's time for the wounds to be healed
It's alright...
As long as we have each other...

Σάββατο 3 Οκτωβρίου 2009

The One that Loved you to Death

Hello my love,
Together forever we promised
Eternity forgotten, eternity wasted
We can be what we once were

I'm still here my love,
waiting for your return
the day we'll be together again
the day of my salvation

Don't cry my love,
death will never be the one to tear us apart
No matter what happens
I'll forgive you that's what you said

I'm sorry my love,
I can't be what you want me to be
I'll always be me
The one that loved you to death...

Δευτέρα 21 Σεπτεμβρίου 2009

Together Forever

Ithela na sou po pos kapies nixtes se skeftome...

Ne tote to niosa, se misisa st' alithia. San musiki, glikia ma apomakri tha se exo stin kardia mou. San tragoudi apoxeretismou tis aprositis outopias pou mou xarises. Den iparxi xoros gia alla dakria, oxi tora, mono mia glikopikri sigi pou kouvala tis anamnisis ton oson zisame. Ta sintrimia ton xartinon pirgon pou xtisame, ta onira pou gremmistikan se mia stigmi.

Se thimame na gelas, xaroumeni ke eleftheri. Ekanes tin kardia mou na skirtai monaxa me ena sou vlemma, oi leksis perittes. Sta matia sou vriskontan ola ta asteria, olo mou to simpan. Ipirksa gia sena. Ke tora i apousia sou avastaxa dini tin thesi tis ston pono. San foties pou me perikiklonnoun ta lathoi, me kene, me skotonnoun, mou klevoune arga ti zoi. Ne se skeftome, ke s'agapo...

Osa ke na mas xorizoun, ego tha kratao afta pou mas enonnoun san sterni ikona sto mialo, san ena oniro tholo, tha se kratao edo... Oso ke na se makria, gia mena tha se edo. Edo pou se ethapsa sto piso meros tis kardias mou. Eki opou den mpori na se pari kanis, eki pou tha ise monaxa diki mou...

Na prosexis mikri mou, ekina ta matia pou agapo. Na se kala ke eftixismeni, mono afto zito.

Τρίτη 8 Σεπτεμβρίου 2009

Are we humans or are we dancers of a given beat?

And remember, no matter where you go, there you are. -Confucius



Who are you? And why are you who you are? If it's time to meet your maker, it's the time to face your thoughts which made you. Are you sure you are who you think you are, how you and your life were constructed as a manifestation of your thoughts?

The way we perceive ourselves and others perceive us can change instantly by simply changing the way you think, changing thoughts. Changing programming. Being what you want to be. But guess what: If you can change, you are not real.

Everything that is a limitation, everything that you cannot see as who you are, means that you are going to have to change. When you change, have a look at what happens. You become a new person. If that happens, isnt it common sense then, that who you are now is not real? Why are you defending who you are now, what defines you now?

You exist as knowledge and information, definitions, ideas, beliefs and perceptions that are formed and designed as yourself, as the who I am in the human physical body.

Deceiving others is truly deceiving yourself. Don't do unto another what you dont want them done to you which implies in its every nature that what you do to another, you will experience. if you fear your neighbour and your neighbour fears you back what does that mean? Eventually you are going to end up in a war, killing each other, destroying each other, deceiving each other, hurting each other.

There is No Forgiveness. Only Self-Forgiveness. Forgiveness is useless if we can't forgive ourselves. Forgiveness is useless if we do not change. Forgiveness is deception if it's used as justification. Self-Forgiveness, Self-Honesty, Self-Trust, Self-Responsibility. When each one can trust oneself to do what's best for life in all ways - we may start trusting each-other as self.

Love is used as a weapon to layer and blind the foolish to not see what is really going on. A fool is someone who accepts who they are as the programmed product of parents, teachers, media, religion, science and defining the world around them according to information that has come from someone else.

Understand that the New World Order controls publishing and it is to their benefit to promote love, whether for new age or christianity or any religion, because love demands you must turn a blind eye to abuse and turn the other cheek. Time to stop this abuse and focus on revealing the frauds of love.

We can accept God becoming Man to save Man, but not Man becoming God to save himself. -Vernon Howard

Light never battles darkness, so when you see a fight it is always between two dark forces. -Vernon Howard

There is no evolution.The picture just changes, but the foundation is the same as it has always been. Whether you believe in god or 'scientific breakthroughs', the Truth is still war, rape, torture, greed, fear, self-interest, starvation, poverty, ignorance, denial, delusion and useless beliefs.

God cannot be seen anywhere, beliefs in this world are just beliefs. Evil can be seen everywhere, everyday. On Meditation and Oneness: If you meditate and do not experience the pain and suffering on this planet, you are not One in fact, but separate. Meditate till the screams follow you all day, then you are self honestly here, as life in Oneness.

P.S: "Needlessly negative?" Is there a 'negative' that you could live with? Because no matter how much you would like to sugar-coat the condition of the world, things are not going to get better on its own. THINGS ARE NOT OKAY.

Real knowledge is to know the extent of one's ignorance. -Confucius

Τετάρτη 26 Αυγούστου 2009

An Anorthodox View on Love



Akolouthi mia kapos anorthodoksi apopsi gia tin agapi. I
agapi ine apo ta pio entona alla ke katastrofika sinesthimata pou mpori na niosi enas athropos. Ine apistefto to pos mpori na se allaksi rizika san athropo, na vgali tin kaliteri alla ke xiroteri ekdoxi tou eaftou sou.

I agapi ine san narkotiko, osi perissoteri pernis tosi perissoteri thelis, perimenis ke theoris fisiologiko na exis. Tis skepsis sou plimirizoun ikones me to atomo me to opio mirazese afto to sinesthima olo ke perissotero, san arrostia pou eksaplonnete ke siga siga troi ta panta.

I agapi dimiourgi giro sou mia ksexoristi nea pragmatikotita pou se kani na antilamvannese ta pragmata diaforetika. Ine san eksartisi, sto telos katantas na kanis ta panta gia na diatirisis ke na min xasis afti tin pragmatikotita, na tin zis, adiaforontas gia ton ipolipo kosmo ke ta provlimata tou. Apostasiopiise apo pragmata pou prin theorouses simantika afou tora zis se ena allo kosmo pou peristrefete giro apo ena allo atomo.

Arage osi agapane na ginonte sklavi ton sinestimaton tous? Imaste arage eksartimeni?
Pios mpori na krini ke na apofasisi me siguria?