Metallica - Fade to Black (live)

"No one but me

Can save myself but it's too late

Now I can't think

Think what I should even try

Yesterday seems

As though it never existed

Death greets me warm

Now I'll just say goodbye"

Heaven's Touch - Chapter 1 pt2

    My brain keeps waiting for you, even when I want to let it go. This wait is painful to feel. Trying to climb some steps I keep realizing that there is this force that keeps pushing me backwards, preventing my heart to feel anything but pain and anguish.

    An hallucination invades these eyes. "Am I dreaming again?" asks my brain, mocking me with this rhetorical question. Screaming mouths with no owner, hands and feet detached from a pile of bodies that seem to be missing in action. While watching this macabre show I realize that life is nothing but a narrow long path that keeps throwing us stones each time we get up to get some air. For each step I take the colder the environment is, an hypothermia like state freezes my senses, my brain, my pain...

    Close to my bare feet, just a couple of meters past the point of no return, I find a letter. The small distance seems an herculean effort to be travelled, every molecule of my body hurts because of the previous sudden drop in temperature. Almost to tired to move, I bend my trying body and pickup this mysterious gift from an unknown source. One last grasp of air allows me to open it and start the reading process:

"Time starts to open wounds

Once closed by the presence

Of one's desired loved one,

Eternal rampage weakens it's body

While thoughts full of pain

Invade the barely livid mind.

A fake sense of well being

Broken down by a brick wall of misery,

An hopeful idea crumbles

At the feet of impossible distances;

Two souls wander without destiny,

Two souls whose path's are forsaken.

Now with wounds wide open

Not even the memory

Of a once shared heat

Is enough to rehabilitate

This excruciating agony."

    With these words my memory seemed to wake up from it's dormant state, reminding me of times of happiness and pain. Every tiny bit of acknowledgment of a face, a touch and a body reminds me of these painful times of suffering, with good memories being replaced by every bad word spoken, every bad action taken. Is it too much too ask for a little bit of sympathy?

Heaven's Touch - Chapter 1 pt1

    I feel the gentle touch of wind in my dreams. Silence invades my heart as I long for eternal rest. Words disappear in front of my resting brain while my body starts shutting down, keeping only the required services to maintain life support. Never felt this type of peace before, so calm and warming that I almost feel the need to dream forever. A question arises, waiting for an answer that will never come: Why can't we dream forever?

    It's strange to feel so empty and, at the same time, feel so alive. Long gone are the times where one day seemed like an eternity, where the most honest mistake was considered by me a capital error. I'm still trying to change who I am, even though I don't know who I am. "Sorry for the nonsensical reasoning", screams my head in agony because of such stupid sentence.

    Suddenly! I wake up in misery. The dream is now over, peace is gone and my brain keeps bugging me with one hundred questions per second, and then one hundred more. How can eternity last to little while pain keeps returning every once in a while to rule one's life? This same questions keeps popping and popping. It's strange to feel trapped inside your head, feeling hopeless and a slave to your own chemical reactions. Why it happens? I cannot find the proper answer...

An Autumn for Crippled Children - Hearts of Light

Summoning - Land of the Dead

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Gritos mudos de sabedoria
Invadem as inconscientes mentes
Daqueles que se recusam a acordar.

Dormem vida,
Dormem sabedoria,
Dormem amizade,
Dedicam-se a meras trivialidades
Que passarão de moda
Quando a moda passar.

A estupidez dos audazes
Que escolhem a ignorância,
A prova fatal da não existência
Do superior
Provém da sua felicidade ingénua
De quem renuncia à sabedoria.