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um prenúncio
que todos os curiosos escutavam
ninguém mais necessitava de gritar
para se fazer ouvir
os mestres do engano
julgaram sempre ter este negócio
como completo
espetáculo fatalista
mundo ignóbil
que num trago
sublima a sua melancolia
sangue límpido que lá fora
continua tresandando a hipocrisia
corrompendo
na sua queda pela falsidade
devolvendo um gosto violento à vingança
em toda a sua essência
think harder
don't cure your head
think harder
don't raise your voice
think harder
nevermind the rumours they spread
think harder
democracy they say, is nothing but a fake illusion of choice
think harder
bleed the mind, to burst the ache
think harder
keep on falling under the same mistakes
think harder
cast the enochian keys, to seal the dimensions
think harder
further the climb, higher the fall
think harder
devoid of inheritance, outrageous perversions
think harder
a sun dance, held by magnificence
think harder
amidst the haters, preach love
think harder
cold blooded war idols to raise the dove
think harder
a golden cow is sacred, find the valleys in the hidden earth
think harder
nothing is everything, yet they gave us a reality mutiny at birth
think harder
the meaning of it only is today, every day make it gain it's worth
think harder
with heart's heavy as lead, mark words of love in the sand
think harder
from the roots to the top of trees, the bare fruit is peeled by this hands
think harder
knock at the door, walk through fire at the devil's floor
think harder
astonished faces, chimed about an erotic secret to heal
harder as it may get
from nothing
all feverish traces are now reckoning new places to feel it
(...)
“What is my joy if all hands, even the unclean can reach into it? What is my wisdom, if even the fools can dictate to me? What is my freedom, if all creatures, even the botched and the impotent are my masters? What is my life, if I am but to bow, to agree and to obey?
"No Cristianismo, realçam-se os instintos dos servos e dos oprimidos, são as castas mais baixas que mais nele procuram a sua redenção. Exercita-se aqui como ocupação, como remédio contra o tédio, a casuística do pecado, a autocrítica, o exame da consciência, aqui se mantém invariavelmente (pela oração) a emoção perante um poderoso chamado "Deus", e o mais elevado é aqui considerado como inacessível, dom, graça."
Friedrich Nietzsche
Relembrando também porque muitos regimes totalitários foram sempre suportados pela igreja.
he carries his knife, like a wounded love
lit's the world on fire,
to form his own land
with a concealed strand
hurles the threat
and indulges himself
into the flesh appeal
forlorn he fell
into a underworld
to contemplate all it's
poisonous core
at war with angels ,
after a dismal sleep
it's now time
to claim all this new routes
by fire
at war
with punctured idols
all blood gushes
through the wreath
it's the treachery of humanity,
to him
who falls from grace,
into the boughs of abnormality
shrouds of victory,
where this kingdom falls
it's time
to summon you,
to me
back again
to bare this light
with me
through all our ways
(of pain and chasms)
recriando toda a natureza do desejo
mãe dos ventos
que recitam as tragédias
despertando paisagens pelo seu vagar
sopro divino nas fronteiras da razão
até ao luto das madrugadas
lívida flor
que desponta no peito
recém nascida
nas quimeras da melancolia
fulgente e decadente
como a estrela da manhã
que retornou do firmamento
sem remorsos
nem piedade
abrindo caminhos como um açoite
todos um, a medida da eternidade
perdidas as meças
a um sol
aonde o medo recria todos os ídolos
e a finitude o desespero
levanta-te e reconhece o teu mundo - digo-te eu.
