sabato 23 febbraio 2008




How could I
Have led these men to their demise
And they just follow?
Exploration's last great prize
It wasn't mine

And mores the shame
You will remember my name

Great god
This is an awful place
And I do not think that we can hope
For any better things now
Oh the end
Cannot be far
It cannot be far
I cannot wait
Explorations last great prize
A saving grace
It wasn't mine

And mores the shame
You will remember my name



Terra Nova | iLiKETRAiNS


mercoledì 9 gennaio 2008



It began when they come took me from my home
And put me in Dead Row,
Of which I am nearly wholly innocent, you know.
And I'll say it again
I..am..not..afraid..to..die.

I began to warm and chill
To objects and their fields,
A ragged cup, a twisted mop
The face of Jesus in my soup
Those sinister dinner meals
The meal trolley's wicked wheels
A hooked bone rising from my food
All things either good or ungood.

And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of truth.
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die.

Interpret signs and catalogue
A blackened tooth, a scarlet fog.
The walls are bad. Black. Bottom kind.
They are sick breath at my hind
They are sick breath at my hind
They are sick breath at my hind
They are sick breath gathering at my hind

I hear stories from the chamber
How Christ was born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger
Died upon the cross
And might I say it seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told

Like my good hand I
tatooed E.V.I.L. across it's brother's fist
That filthy five! They did nothing to challenge or resist.

In Heaven His throne is made of gold
The ark of his Testament is stowed
A throne from which I'm told
All history does unfold.
Down here it's made of wood and wire
And my body is on fire
And God is never far away.

Into the mercy seat I climb
My head is shaved, my head is wired
And like a moth that tries
To enter the bright eye
I go shuffling out of life
Just to hide in death awhile
And anyway I never lied.

My kill-hand is called E.V.I.L.
Wears a wedding band that's G.O.O.D.
`Tis a long-suffering shackle
Collaring all that rebel blood.

And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of truth.
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die.

And the mercy seat is burning
And I think my head is glowing
And in a way I'm hoping
To be done with all this weighing up of truth.
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And I've got nothing left to lose
And I'm not afraid to die.

And the mercy seat is glowing
And I think my head is smoking
And in a way I'm hoping
To be done with all this looks of disbelief.
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway there was no proof
Nor a motive why.

And the mercy seat is smoking
And I think my head is melting
And in a way I'm helping
To be done with all this twisted of the truth.
A lie for a lie
And a truth for a truth
And I've got nothing left to lose
And I'm not afraid to die.

And the mercy seat is melting
And I think my blood is boiling
And in a way I'm spoiling
All the fun with all this truth and consequence.
An eye for an eye
And a truth for a truth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die.

And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of proof.
A life for a life
And a truth for a truth
And anyway there was no proof
But I'm not afraid to tell a lie.

And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this measuring of truth.
An eye for an eye
And a truth for a truth
And anyway I told the truth
But I'm afraid I told a lie.

Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds | The Mercy Seat

sabato 5 gennaio 2008




You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you
You let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you
Help me I broke apart my insides, help me Ive got no
Soul to tell
Help me the only thing that works for me, help me get
Away from myself
I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god
You can have my isolation, you can have the hate that
It brings
You can have my absence of faith, you can have my
Everything
Help me tear down my reason, help me its your sex i
Can smell
Help me you make me perfect, help me become somebody
Else
I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
My whole existence is flawed
You get me closer to god
Through every forest, above the trees
Within my stomach, scraped off my knees
I drink the honey inside your hive
You are the reason I stay alive


Nine Inch Nails | Closer

lunedì 31 dicembre 2007

Ahahah~
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
The hammer of the gods
Will drive our ships to new lands,
To fight the horde, singing and crying:
Valhalla, I am coming!
On we sweep with threshing oar,
Our only goal will be the western shore.
Ahahah~
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
from the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green,
Can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war.
We are your overlords.
On we sweep with threshing oar,
Our only goal will be the western shore.
So now youd better stop and rebuild all your ruins,
For peace and trust can win the day
Despite of all your losing.

Immigrant Song | Led Zeppelin

sabato 29 dicembre 2007



Hello.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?

Come on, now.
I hear youre feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.

Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I cant explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

Ok.
Just a little pinprick.
Therell be no more --ah~!
But you may feel a little sick.

Can you stand up?
I do believe its working. good.
Thatll keep you going for the show.
Come on its time to go.

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.


Comfortably Numb | Pink Floyd



martedì 25 dicembre 2007




E' nato nella terra dei vespri e degli aranci, tra Cinisi e Palermo parlava alla sua radio.. Negli occhi si leggeva la voglia di cambiare, la voglia di Giustizia che lo portò a lottare.. Aveva un cognome ingombrante e rispettato, di certo in quell'ambiente da lui poco onorato.. Si sa dove si nasce ma non come si muore e non se un'ideale ti porterà dolore.. "Ma la tua vita adesso puoi cambiare solo se sei disposto a camminare, gridando forte senza aver paura contando cento passi lungo la tua strada".. Allora.. 1,2,3,4,5,10,100 passi!..1,2,3,4,5,10,100 passi!..1,2,3,4,5,10,100 passi!..1,2,3,4,5,10,100 passi! "Noi ci dobbiamo ribellare" (dal film) Poteva come tanti scegliere e partire, invece lui decise di restare.. Gli amici, la politica, la lotta del partito.. alle elezioni si era candidato.. Diceva da vicino li avrebbe controllati, ma poi non ebbe tempo perchè venne ammazzato.. Il nome di suo padre nella notte non è servito, gli amici disperati non l'hanno più trovato.. "Allora dimmi se tu sai contare, dimmi se sai anche camminare, contare, camminare insieme a cantare la storia di Peppino e degli amici siciliani" Allora.. 1,2,3,4,5,10,100 passi!..1,2,3,4,5,10,100 passi!..1,2,3,4,5,10,100 passi!..1,2,3,4,5,10,100 passi!(x 2 volte) Era la notte buia dello Stato Italiano, quella del nove maggio settantotto.. La notte di via Caetani, del corpo di Aldo Moro, l'alba dei funerali di uno stato.. "Allora dimmi se tu sai contare, dimmi se sai anche camminare, contare, camminare insieme a cantare la storia di Peppino e degli amici siciliani".. Allora.. 1,2,3,4,5,10,100 passi!..1,2,3,4,5,10,100 passi!..1,2,3,4,5,10,100 passi!..1,2,3,4,5,10,100 passi!

Modena City Ramblers - I Cento Passi

lunedì 24 dicembre 2007


I say hey throw away the veil of weakness
And I mean no life beneath us and they will be shamed
I say hey I won't be held down any longer
By your disgrace or your dishonor you're to blame

There's nothing we should have to fear
It's alright we've come to life
I'll never shed another tear
It's alright we've come to life

I say hey every fool with an opinion
But our group is so resilient I will not break
I say hey I am not your new messiah
And I will not take you higher I'm not ashamed

There's nothing we should have to fear
It's alright we've come to life
I'll never shed another tear
It's alright we've come to life

Wicked tongues can speak
And rewrite history
But you can't keep the truth contained
Like the song was sung
They'll realize we're one
And don't forget we're here to stay

There's nothing we should have to fear
It's alright we've come to life
I'll never shed another tear
It's alright we've come to life

Come To Life | Alter Bridge