Friday, November 23, 2007

The Pledge To Eternity


I stared at the cloudy sky and I knelt on the soggy soil
I bawled to my fate and I yearned for an answer
Who brings forth every foe on my path
And who grants me the will and the murderous wrath

I handled my blade and I shuttered my sopping eyes
What tide awaits to swathe my ever-going step
What traitors stand clad in the cloaks of my allies
And what martyr will ascend from his grave as a tyrant

And the howling of the wolves that rides on the wind
Shall nevermore hold me back from my road
And the desire to break the fetters of all that is sacred
Shall guide my raging sword arm until the end

Taste the blood flowing in the wind
Who prays for me?

A clarion call against every doctrine and moral code
And a rusted bell’s toll against those who carry the word
Reawakening the pride and the memory
And the rage against those who preach love by the sword

Believe in the strong
Fight off the weak
Worship none

I stared at the cloudy sky and I knelt on the soggy soil
I handled my blade and I opened my tranquil eyes
All truth was revealed like no vision could be

All faith was clear as all gods howled from deep within me

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

I'm Calling You


I'm Calling You
I'm Calling You
Can you explain what you wanna do?
How was your day?
How was your day?
Did you think of me, because I thought of you
Well, we sure picked a crazy way
I'm living your night and you my day
The world is dead
The world is dead
What crazy shit is inside your head?
Why can't we play?
Why can't we play?
Your thoughts get dark when you're far away
And no, I won't get out of bed
If you keep hauling out your dead
I watch you frown and I watch you shake
And baby, that's all I can take

What kind of monsters have we made?
Our minds have blackened out the sun
We must remember what is real
Oh, please, let's have our love again

What kind of monsters have we made?
Our minds have blackened out the sun
We must remember what is real
Oh, please, let's have our love again

The world is dead
The world is dead
What crazy shit is inside your head?
Why can't we play?
Why can't we play?
Our thoughts get dark when you're far away

By: Monster Magnet, "4 Way Diablo"

Μαλάκα Wyndorf, το ήξερα ότι είσαι θεός, αλλά ότι μου 'χες και τραγούδι-παραγγελιά...

Saturday, November 10, 2007

Ερωτικό


Σαν δε θυμάσαι τα παλιά
μονάχα αυτό θυμήσου
που εξύπνουνα στσ' αγκάλες σου
και μού 'λεγες κοιμήσου.

Απ' όλη τη φτηνή ζωή
θυμούμαι με φαρμάκι
του δειλινού μιαν αντηλιά
σ' ένα γυμνό κορμάκι.

Να ζήσεις μόνο μιαν αυγή
τόση ζωή σε φτάνει
ρόδο π' ανθεί πολύ καιρό
τη μυρωδιά του χάνει.

By: Χαϊνηδες, "Κόσμος Κι Όνειρο Ένα Είναι"

Sunday, November 4, 2007

Κεριά




Του μέλλοντος η μέρες στέκοντ’ εμπροστά μας
σα μια σειρά κεράκια αναμένα —
χρυσά, ζεστά, και ζωηρά κεράκια.

Η περασμένες μέρες πίσω μένουν,
μια θλιβερή γραμμή κεριών σβυσμένων·
τα πιο κοντά βγάζουν καπνόν ακόμη,
κρύα κεριά, λυωμένα, και κυρτά.

Δεν θέλω να τα βλέπω· με λυπεί η μορφή των,
και με λυπεί το πρώτο φως των να θυμούμαι.
Εμπρός κυττάζω τ’ αναμένα μου κεριά.

Δεν θέλω να γυρίσω να μη διω και φρίξω
τι γρήγορα που η σκοτεινή γραμμή μακραίνει,
τι γρήγορα που τα σβυστά κεριά πληθαίνουν.
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Κ.Π.Καβάφης