Friday, April 27, 2007

Hours of Wealth



Found a way to rid myself clean of pain
And the fever that's been haunting me
Has gone away

Looking through my window
I seem to recognize
All the people passing by
But I am alone
And far from home
And nobody knows me

Never heard me say goodbye
Never shall I speak to anyone again
All days are in darkness
And I'm biding my time
Once I'm sure of my task I will rise again

Opeth

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

...ساده است



ساده است نوازش سگي ولگرد
شاهد آن بودن كه
چه گونه زيز غلتكي مي رود
«وگفتن كه «سگ من نبود

ساده است ستايش گلي
چيدنش
.و از ياد بردن كه گلدان را آب بايد داد
ساده است بهره جويي از انساني
دوست داشتن بي احساس عشقي
او را به خود نهادن و گفتن
كه ديگر نمي شناسمش

ساده است لغزش هاي خود را شناختن
با ديگران زيستن به حساب ايشان
.و گفتن كه من اينچنينم

ساده است كه چه گونه ميزييم
باري
زيستن سخت ساده است
.و پيچيده نيز هم


مارگوت بيكل

Friday, April 20, 2007

Sleeping (In The Fire)


Touch, touch in the flame's desire
Feeling the pain's denial
And your finger's in the fire
Look, look in the candle light
See in the flame of life
And my spell our lie

Taste the love
The Lucifer's magic that makes you numb
The passion and all the pain are one
You're sleeping in the fire

Taste the love
The Lucifer's magic that makes you numb
You feel what it does and you're drunk on love
You're sleeping in the fire

I gaze as the flame and fire burn
And cry out the name of which I yearn

Taste the love
The Lucifer's magic that makes you numb
The passion and all the pain are one
You're sleeping in the fire

Taste the love
The Lucifer's magic that makes you numb
You feel what it does and you're drunk on love
You're sleeping in the fire



W.A.S.P

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Lake of fire


Where do bad folks go when they die?
They dont go to heaven where the angels fly
They go down to the lake of fire and fry
Wont see them again till the fourth of july
I knew a lady who came from duluth
She got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth
She went to her grave just a little too soon
And she flew away howling on the yellow moon
Now the people cry and the people moan
And they look for a dry place to call their home
And try to find some place to rest their bones
While the angels and the devils
Fight to claim them for their own


Kurt Cobain

Wednesday, April 11, 2007


مدت هاست كه انسان سر در نمي آورد
.و كاري هم غير از تعجب نمي تواند بكند

Saturday, April 07, 2007

ابتذال نوين


.اينقدر مبتذل نباش
!هميشه حقيقت رو نگو

Thursday, April 05, 2007

Dreadful cold

In every winter there's a different cold
In every winter I feel so old
So very old as the night
So very old as the dreadful cold
I wonder how life will be
With a death that I shall never see
I wonder why life must be
A life that lasts eternally

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Throwing my life away

I've been destroyed by the perfection that is you
Telling me your lies, think you can fool me too
Fuck you! I'm leaving soon

Why the hell should I stay, getting nowhere day by day
Can't stand what you say, throwing my life away

Dead as a dead can be, screaming the pain away, that you spread to me
Another dead day with you, I see, you have turned to my perfect enemy

Why the hell should I stay, getting nowhere day by day
Can't stand what you say, throwing my life away
Why the hell do I stay, falling further down day by day
This is more than I can take, throwing my life away

Throwing my life away, no way I won't stay
Throwing my life away, can't stand your fucking ways
Throwing my life away, you fucking disappoint me
Throwing my life away, throwing my life away