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Marketing

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negdje duboko u jami iskopanoj
prstima izguljenim od znoja i krvi
stoji pogrbljena tisina
novopecene lazi izgovarajuci
velicanstvenu mrezu plitkih vizija krojeci
samo prazne suze ispustajuci

Anathema - Sleepless

And I often sigh
I often wonder why
I'm still here and I still cry

And I often cry
I often spill a tear
Over those not here
But still they are so near

Please ease my burden


And I still remember
A memory and I weep
In my broken sleep
The scars they cut so deep


Please ease my burden
Please ease my pain


Surely without war there would be no loss
Hence no mourning, no grief, no pain, no misery
No sleepless nights missing the dead... Oh, no more
No more war

lutajuci izgubljeno po mrtvom polju
slusajuci zujanje komaraca
trazeci slavu nedostiznu
zivi monumenti depresije postaju
dok njihova blijeda cast nestaje
otkucajem kobnog sata ponoci

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klececi pod kisom izgarajucom
ispustam suplje zvukove jada
cujem njezin pjev na polju agonije
polje koje sam toliko uzgajao
za koje sam se toliko brinuo
dok san me zove saptajuci mi u uho
ovaj svijet nije za tebe
neprekidna patnja tvoja gorka
polagano poprima slatkast okus
u prokletim ustima njenim

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put prema ocaju zagubljen je
prekriven granama i liscem
no uvijek ga nekako iskopam
i nastavljam svojom rijekom
utapajuci se...

Sentenced - The River

Yet another morning
that feels like this
Yet another life's bitter kiss

It has been like this for I don't know how long
I only know that at some point
it all went wrong


I don't remember much from last night
but still far more than I would like to

I'm floating downstream that damned river again

What can I do now except continue
and open a bottle once more
What can I do now except see this through
and float with the stream, off the shore
- see where the river will take me


When I needed you, you weren't there
now I need booze like I need the air that I breathe


With each drink I'm drifting further away from your world
the further off I get the harder it will be to return

It has been like this for I don't know how long
I only know that at some point
it all went wrong

Floating downstream that damned river again
The river that's distilled from premium grain

What can I do now except continue
and open a bottle once more
What can I do now except see this through
and float with the stream, off the shore
- see where the river will take me
- see where the river will take me

bu-fucking-hu another worthless sack of shit


Post je objavljen 06.07.2007. u 02:45 sati.