3,2,1...0

This is the countdown to the last kiss I'll give to you
This is the bottle where I put the blood from my broken heart
This is the glass where I pour the blood to drink it
This is the taste of the bitter last kiss on your lips
I'll empty my heart ...I'll empty my heart over your lips
'cause there's no time left...
3,2,1...Goodbye
This ain't the last time that I let all the questions starve
This ain't the last time that you catch me in "what could have been"
Decisions cry because they were too late
This is the bottle where I put all the tears we cried
Tears in the glass,tears in glass I drink for the past
'cause there's no time left...
3,2,1...Goodbye


Spring 2003

Where my Hopes Drown

Can anyone show me that life is not all sadness?
'cause I'm heading to the end and I'm overspeeding
I've been drunk in my own thoughts
is like a needle bed
where the pain becomes my blood
and my blood becomes my word
but words are meaningless when you are alone

Can anyone tell me that life is not all sorrow?
'cause I'm jumping off the bridge and I set the rope on fire
I've been drinking my own thoughts
Now I'm poisoned
and the poison blurs my eyes
and my eyes make me weak
and weakness is the sea where my hopes drown

Can anyone take me and close my eyes
'cause I need to fall asleep
in your "Disposal Glory"
I am nailed to the floor of loneliness

I've been trapped in my own thoughts
is like an empty prison
I've been sleeping in my thoughts
and I'm not awakening





January 2002 (U.S.A)

Paranoia Workshop

Windows are broken by the stone of denial
Doors are locked with the shackle of wounds
Give "honey deceits" to the drones of good times
and close your eyes to the flashes of light
in the dark alley of remorse
Give the kiss of your knees to the grounds of impotence
while coward pupils hide where lazy eyelids drown
and by the failing side you can hear a graceful sound
It's madness,a-ha,so you don't have to bother anymore

What you feel it's what you fear
Defy the logical traumas,defy the traumas of logic
sleep over the plain line of coma trading minds with Bohdah

Your face is so pale
and cold
Your eyes have lost all the colors
down the drain of dillusion


April 2000

Let them be Pretty

And I know for who begins love
and I know for who begins not
Beyond this magnet lies
lies the sense of meanings

And beyond the sky there's Heaven
full of lies
and beyond there's nothing
I am there waiting for you
'cause I feel save

With the calm of cleanliness
loneliness here stays inmaculate
forgiving sentences
forgetting faces

'cause beyond your blood and skin there's you
and beyond your purity
You are there waiting asleep
for this walls to come down



November 2000

The Sound of your Skin

You told me "gasoline"
with a gaze of fire
You told me "gasoline"
enough to ride a car
on a highway that never reaches the horizon...

...the horizon of you
Your horizon
crosses my fate
far before my eyes
and so I look for a reason
not for an excuse
to stand still and watch

...the horizon of you
your horizon...

Far beyond the seas
by the realms of your skin
announcing divine collisions
there it lies...

your horizon...the horizon of you


September 16th 2000

It's written now...

It's written now...
we are reading
It's paved now...
we are riding
for ever in love
with our needs
and enemies
and as they wrote
we are reading...


September 8th 2000

Sunbeams Thru Water

Sunbeams thru water
they're slowly sinking
I ain't blinking
I want to see them
reach the bottom
I want to see light
I have heard of it
like whispers thru water
I have seen them once
like raindrops on the surface

Light races to escape from me

Into this shades they brought
I'm proud
If I can see
there's light


August 6th 2000

Velvet Deluxe

You took the way
that I've been searching
...too slowly
And here we are
I'm the last
...so softly

I can't believe,I can't believe

Can't believe what it seems to release you
Can't release what it seems to believe you
Candles lead the way to tragedy...

You told about the mirrors of fate
but that was just a lie...the ones I made
You told me about the colors of fire
staring to the Sun I burnt my eyes
I can't believe,I can't believe



January 2000

The wine of a Hangman called Tomorrow

I know time will cherish our face
but I see a little kid stand right by my side
It's me,drawing the course of my past
while he waits to become I

I close his hands/because the water running will never come back to wash his feet...
I wish I saw it dry
The monster-shades underneath your bed/I killed 'em all for you
You'll see how the castles you've made in the sand/will always always fall
Escape with the rocket you've made out of brass/I wish you luck

I know,my friends,the pain will embrace us sometime
but we'll share the cups of shame
filled up with the wine of our lives
and tomorrow will bring a thousand and one memories...

And I wanted to feed them
but they wanted to eat all
When they saw it was over
they went for my eyes
but I wanted to feed them
while I could
but I want to feed them
while I can

What is this?
I ran so fast
that I left my self behind
Should I wait
or go back?


March 2000

Small Subtleties

Tiny ants to entertain you
Who's the ant?
The ant is you

Tiny eyes look straight
What's sorrounding?
You walk in circles

Tiny hands shut the mouths
close the eyes
move the tides

Tiny hearts fell in love
with theirselves
and it broke their hearts


February 2000

NAPHTA

Her last words were driven by hazard
My last hopes embraced by the distance

And I wanted to give her stars
but she wanted to make them suns
And I wanted to give her blue
but she wanted to make it night
And she had to give me sand
and I had to make a sandwatch
And she had to give
my time to receive

I took all the feathers
from the sand
and learn all my lessons
with bloody hands
In the air
all things I left
waiting for her
waiting to move

Tonight the Sun shines so dark
and guides me
into a new morning of the past
where I born traped
delivered into fevers
shiver down
in the cradle of all motion
Pure I'm retaining you

You could sell
this burning hell
that the wind does not carry away
I just want
something
to complete the moments you emptied
Memories
statues of ice
I am frozen inside
Everything you left
remains the same
and no one is allowed to move it
Loneliness
has a new sense
since the moment I met you
Emptiness fades in
I fade away
the words do the same

January '99

X=13

13 shames are locked
inside
13 ways are open
ahead

13
ours,uneven
outcome
I'll wait for her 13th kiss


December 13th 1998

Altar of the Horizons

White worms appear where I've been
born of the rotten sweat of bitterness
bed of the sleepless dusk of questions
bread of the mournful dawn of answers
altar of the horizons
pith of wisedom
Sun of Suns
endarks the moving ones

I bought my defeat for you to win
feigned smile for your greatness
silence evens me
Quiet tears are built to windows
for my eyes to see thru
to give that grey scent
that prevails the movement

And the beggar is proud of cold
in his thoughtless ease of air
An ilusion wich dries defiles
but is bleach for the ink delight
Hear me laugh from the lust spell
with my mirror skin
Your golden love makes me cry
angel hair for you
Slave like a wishing well
drowned in my own self

Cut my tongue
words are gone
to die
in the womb from the cold


10/16/1998

Sagitarius Yashmine

You are a star
in my ice sky
With your winter lips
you kiss the lies
to freeze and everlast
in the silence
you are the queen
of everything
that you can't hear
The sounds obey
the sway of your eyes
I crawl
Who cares,anyway?
Ends of the world
that I only see
Nobody dies with me,so...

With the faith of shade
I'll cherish all that fades
to difference
the sadness from your love
and stay beyond
the grimace of your face
when you went there
and use the tool
to break my heart

I'll never know why
I'll never shatter more than this

Right now is like a storm
starving to face the Sun
eager to bring it down
to even the humble

We are creatures
from both sides
of the mirror's lies
Death never had
scent of roses
Your Sun is freezing me
and days are so cold

Alice June

In darkness I was found
In darkness I was left
just to reveal secrets of the pain
deadly for sense
where I'll never head

And I saw the wings that make me small
And I prayed the wind:-"please,don't take her away"
but she spanked me with her metal feathers

Never say goodbye
escape
Never say goodbye
hide
Never say goodbye
never

I saw my self smile
As punishment I eat sand
with the softness of her hand
with the shame of the moon
I'll always remember June
(you)
in December

And the stars we are counting are the same
and I wonder why they always cherish her first
I wish the sky was made out of mercury
so I could see her face reflected in it

Her face reflected in the sky
She dies,but only for sight
Try not to say goodbye
and I'll promise I won't cry

Her metal ways to float made me so frail
Although I'm brave I still alive
so let me send you in a feather my blood
so let me send you in a letter my love

The heat of truth doesn't lie
Ally in Cupid's fire nights
Alive in Venus cristal eyes
How?How to say goodbye?

I...don't...know

July 1998

Dirt loves Cleanliness

Staying in your life
is staining your life,I see
Dirt in your life
is a color in my hands
Fading your light
is dazing your lies,I claim
Dirt loves cleanliness
in this broken-hearted trash

I need to clean my dirty wings
to separate the truth from you
To simplify you have to die
I sell my sores full of light

Scorn fields rising
to show what's beauty in pain
When there's no room enough
Death,I send you a gift
I send you in a box
my dirt and cleanliness

Clean your self
I buy your dirt


11/15/1997

beLIEve ME

I'm gonna tell the truth
believe me
You have to lie to tell the truth
believe me
And every truth is a lie
believe me
I wouldn't lie to you
believe me


09/20/1997

Maxi-Rice Machine

All I see is green light lines
All I see is the face of my thoughts
All I see is scarecrows waiting for revenge
on everyfield
and all is fear

And I want to break your cristal veil
And I want to burn your plastic scales
And I want to dry the blood in your face
'cause it keeps far away

All is fear now that I must sleep
All is fear now that I'm asleep
I'm afraid to stare back to my self
and discover that I'm not my self...
anymore

Take out your helmet
I wanna see if your face is made out of spider webs
Take out the clothing
that keep us far away

We are rice
that fell from the sky
into a machine
that made us big



August 1st 1997

SEA (a.k.a Daemonium Bellus)

Everyone is taken away
to the pink background
Everyone is taken away
to the distance of never

Tell me my friend,who's going away?
It's me who's staying and you who's moving?
I'll tell you my friend who's gonna stay
Can you tell me how's the river?
Tell me my friend,who's going away?
It's you who's staying and me who's moving?
I'll tell you my friend who's gonna stay
I can tell you how's the Sea


April 1997

SAT

Come tomorrow
today I'm not the one I used to
I'm made of foam.
Sipping paper from the space
Lemon draws
a circle lurch
Lovely I crumble
into sand
The smoke between the spots
is fever parfum
Strange language I speak
and now I understand
High
is where I let it happen
Twice
I had to say goodbay
I
I see it in my eyes
Hide
the loot in your mind
Gnash your teeth
with alien leaves
The freezing goad
is trying to make you feel
SAT

I see the waterfall,
is like a rope tied to the lake


04/14/1997

Fade'o'matic

I'm a little bug
in your morning apple
I'm a little stroke
in the whale's eye
I'm a little coin
in your pocket full of bills
I'm a little nail
where you hitched your shirt

Do you need me
as I need you?
Do I need you
to brake my self?
I don't need you
You don't need me
I don't need you
to brake my self


10/15/1996

Jar

She's a nightmare on the ceiling
She's the day of the year
She's an acid passion fruit
She's a candle about to melt
She's the maybe when you are sure
She's a teardrop from nowhere
She's the endless a couple of times
She's so smooth...a chinese ming jar

08/23/1996

Introduction

This blogg is (or will be) a compilation of my poetry and lyrics in english since year 1996 'till today.I decided to call it "Butterflies with Metal Jaws" 'cause that's the prevailing feeling in most of the poetry.You know what's to feel butterflies on your stomach/tummy/belly.Now imagine those butterflies eating you from the inside with metal jaws...