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No guts no glory...
Killing on duty...

EXISTENTIAL PROBLEMS

Love: who needs it?

Someday...

Back into life (for how long)
Down...
Drinks
Freaks
Social Paralysis

 

 

 

 

No guts no glory...

 

There's a cloud in the sky,

Probably will rain...

I don't know why,

I feel a hell of a pain...

 

 

It's a great pain in my soul,

But you don't need to be sorry,

It's all my fault,

Because, no guts no glory.

 

 

So listen to this,

My only good friend:

If you have the chance,

You'd better take it till the end...

 

 

There's a place in the sky,

Where all men are free.

I don't know why,

That's not a place for me...

 

 

But I wonder...

Will it be for you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Killing on duty...

 

 

Shooting to thrill,

Aiming to kill,

The young soldiers fight:

Nobody knows what's wrong

Nobody knows what's right...

 

 

Killing to live

Families to feed

The young soldiers fight:

Destroying in the day

Attacking in the night...

 

 

There's no remorse, only hate,

No religion and no faith.

There's only suffer, only pain

Everybody's crazy, everybody is insane...

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Existential Problems

 

To Kurt Cobain

20-2-1967

5-4-1994

Rest in Peace...

 

Sick of my wife,

Drugs are my life

My wife is a fool

Drugs are cool

 

Can I kill you?- the woman said.

Please... come on!

Don't feel sad

I'll shoot you in the head

 

Looking for some fun?

My friend, you must be blind...

Buy a gun

And some fun you'll find.

 

Suicide is not the answer

It's the question...

Kill yourself,

Release some aggression!

 

Kill me...

Please kill me

Stop my suffer

Release your anger...

Please, kill me!

 

Kill your idols

Kill'em all

Hate yourself

And break the wall!

I don't wanna dance

I think I'll pass

I only wanna cry

And smoke some grass

 

Sex, hate, love:

They are everywhere you go...

Pain, violence and suffer:

Are more than you know...

 

I don't wanna die

I wanna believe

However, it's hard to live

And easy to cry...

I just don't know why.

 

I don't have a God

God doesn't have me

I don't trust no one

No one trusts me...

 

Sunday is great

Monday is bad

I feel sad

That's my fate...

 

Faith and devotion

Sex and commotion

Drugs, booze

Some win, you lose...

 

I'm so happy

Tomorrow I'm gonna die

But today I think I'll cry...

I can't believe it's true...

"It's better burn out than fade away" - Neil Young

 

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    Love: who needs it?

     

     

    There are many ways to kill the pain

    Unfortunately I can't remember one

    I feel it's gonna rain

    And I can't have some fun...

     

     

    Maybe you with your sex

    Give me some fun and fantasy

    But how can I relax

    With this cruel reality

     

     

    I tried to take you to the skies

    And you believed it was true...

    But it were only lies,

    I've never loved you..

     

     

    I was old and you were young,

    And I have always lied...

    I said that I loved you,

    But for you I've never cried.

     

     

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    Someday...

     

    There's a cloud in the sky

    Probably will rain

    I don't know why,

    I feel a hell of a pain...

     

    You will see

    You will see

    Someday I'm gonna be free...

     

     

    It's a great pain in my soul,

    But you don't need to be sorry,

    It's all my fault,

    Because, no guts no glory.

     

     

    You will see

    You will see

    Someday I'm gonna be free...

     

     

    So listen to this

    My only good friend

    If you have the chance

    You'd better take it till the end...

     

     

    You will see

    You will see

    Someday I'm gonna be free...

     

     

    There's a place in the sky

    Where all men are free

    I don't know why

    That's not a place for me...

    But I wonder...

    Will it be for you?

     

     

    You will see

    You will see

    Someday I'm gonna be free...

     

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    Back into life (for how long)

     

    The machine stopped...

    His heart is not beating

    And his body is cold

    I believe is dead.

     

     

    He died in sleep,

    His life is over...

    But then,

    The machine starts again...

     

     

    His heart starts beating

    His head starts thinking

    And then he screams:

    "Yes! I'm alive!!!"

     

     

    But then he shuts up...

     

     

    PS-Euthanasia???

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    Down...

     

     

    Pictures of my youth,

    Memories, bad or good...

    I remember all clear.

    The only thing I felt was fear...

     

     

    I was young, I was blind,

    And the truth I hadn't find...

    I felt so cool,

    However I was a fool.

     

     

    Now I can see,

    Everyone is looking at me...

    I'm so sad,

    And I feel so bad.

     

     

     

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    Drinks

     

     

    I'm so drunk,

    And I feel so bad...

    It's the greatest feeling,

    That I have ever had...

     

     

    Sometimes I cry,

    Sometimes I laugh...

    I don't know why,

    I just can't get enough.

     

     

    Never in a lifetime

    I've felt so bad...

    I feel like I'm dying,

    But I'm only crying

     

     

    Then I cry

    Cry, as I never cried before

    Then, suddenly I stop

    And drink some more...

     

     

     

     

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    Freaks

     

     

    I wanna tell you a story

    Not a fantasy

    It's about defeat and glory

    As you'll see...

     

     

    It's a story of someone,

    Someone like you, someone like me

    Someone with a gun

    And a wish to be free

     

     

    He is afraid to shoot

    He is afraid to kill

    However he is angry

    And his hate is real

     

     

    He doesn't live, he exists...

     

     

     

     

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    Social Paralysis

     

     

    I feel just like shit

    Nothing seems to fit

    No one seems to care

    With all this feelings I share

     

     

    You don't care about me

    That I can see

    But I hope you consider

    That I don't like you either

     

     

    I don't like you

    You make me sick

    So fuck you

    And suck my dick

     

     

     

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