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25 novembre 2010 4 25 /11 /novembre /2010 19:20

 

This great evil - where's it come from?
How'd it steal into the world?
What seed, what root did it grow from?
Who's doing this?
Who's killing us, robbing us of life and light, mocking us with the sight of what we mighta known?
Does our ruin benefit the earth, does it help the grass to grow or the sun to shine?
Is this darkness in you, too?
Have you passed through this night?
Have you passed through this night?
[Those Who Tell The Truth Shall Die,
Those Who Tell The Truth Shall Live Forever]
[[Explosions In The Sky]]
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15 juillet 2010 4 15 /07 /juillet /2010 17:01

 

 

Jimi Hendrix - Red House

Well there's a red house over yonder
That's where my baby stays
Lord there's a red house over yonder
Oh that's where my baby stays
I ain't been home to see my baby
In ninety-nine and one half days

Wait a minute, something wrong here
My key won't unlock this door
Wait a minute, something wrong here
Lord have mercy this
key won't unlock this door
(something wrong here)
I gotta bad, bad feeling
My baby don't live here no more
(That's ok, I still got my guitar...look out!)

Well I might as well look back over yonder
Way back up over the hill
Lord I might as well go back over yonder
Way back yonder across the hill
Even though my baby don't love me no more
I know her sister will

 

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12 mai 2010 3 12 /05 /mai /2010 17:58
Noir Désir - Lolita Nie En Bloc
 
Lolita nie en bloc elle navigue au loin sous
Les cils a cent lieues de se douter que les
Silences et la jalousie la guettent elle oublie
La liste et l'allonge encore elle veut s'isoler
Et alors elle s'absorbe dans la contemplation
De ses pieds

Un ange passe
Un ange passe

Et puis son doigt décrit dans l'air des étoiles
Ou bien des éclairs elle ignore si superbement
Les sentiments les aléas de l'amour elle s'avance
Vers la fenêtre abandonnée lascive et elle
Couvre le ciel de mille signes étranges et inconnus de tous

Un ange passe
Un ange passe

Désolé Lola je n'ai pas su déchiffrer le sens
Secret de tes gestes lents aérés
, simulacres ou
Magie futile
à moins que le vide et l'ennui
Ne s'emparent de toi Lolita
et si cette bulle pleine
De rien voulait se crever enfin


Un ange passe
Un ange passe
 
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14 février 2010 7 14 /02 /février /2010 18:39


Audioslave - Be Yourself


Someone falls to pieces
Sleeping all alone
Someone kills the pain
Spinning in the silence
To finally drift away
Someone gets excited
In a chapel yard
Catches a bouquet
Another lays a dozen
White roses on a grave

To be yourself is all that you can do
To be yourself is all that you can do

Someone finds salvation in everyone
And another only pain
Someone tries to hide himself
Down inside himself he prays
Someone swears his true love
Until the end of time
Another runs away
Separate or united?
Healthy or insane?

To be yourself is all that you can do
To be yourself is all that you can do
To be yourself is all that you can do
To be yourself is all that you can do


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31 janvier 2010 7 31 /01 /janvier /2010 01:09


Metallica - The Unnamed Feeling

Been here before

Been here before couldn't say I liked it
Do I start writing all this down?
Just let me plug you into my world
Can't you help me be uncrazy?

Name this for me, heat the cold air
Take the chill off of my life
And if I could I'd turn my eyes
To look inside to see what's comin'

It comes alive
And I die a little more
It comes alive
Each moment here I die a little more

Then the unnamed feeling
It comes alive
Then the unnamed feeling
Takes me away

I'm frantic in your soothing arms
I can not sleep in this down filled world
I've found safety in this loneliness
But I cannot stand it anymore

Cross my heart and hope not to die
Swallow evil, ride the sky
Lose myself in a crowded room
You fool, you fool, it will be here soon

It comes alive
And I die a little more
It comes alive
Each moment here I die a little more

Then the unnamed feeling
It comes alive
Then the unnamed feeling
Treats me this way
And I wait for this train
Toes over the line
And then the unnamed feeling
Takes me away

Get the fuck out of here
I just wanna get the fuck away from me
I rage, I glaze, I hurt, I hate
It hate it all, why? Why? Why me?

I cannot sleep with a head like this
I wanna cry, I wanna scream
I rage, I glaze, I hurt, I hate
I wanna hate it all away
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23 décembre 2009 3 23 /12 /décembre /2009 23:22


Yann Tiersen - Monochrome


Anyway, I can try
Anything it's the same circle
That leads to nowhere and I'm tired now.

Anyway, I've lost my face,
My dignity, my look,
Everything is gone
And I'm tired now.

But don't be scared,
I found a good job and I go to work
Every day on my old bicycle you loved.

I am pilling up some unread books under my bed
And I really think I'll never read again.

No concentration,
Just a white disorder
Everywhere around me,
You know I'm so tired now.


But don't worry
I often go to dinners and parties
With some old friends who care for me,
Take me back home and stay.

Monochrome floors, monochrome walls,
Only absence near me,
Nothing but silence around me.
Monochrome flat, monochrome life,
Only absence near me,
Nothing but silence around me.


Sometimes I search an event
Or something to remind,
But I've really got nothing in mind.

Sometimes I open the windows
And listen people walking in the down streets.
There is a life out there.

But don't be scared,
I found a good job and I go to work
Every day on my old bicycle you loved.

Anyway, I can try
Anything it's the same circle
That leads to nowhere and I'm tired now.

Anyway, I've lost my face,
My dignity, my look,
Everything is gone
And I'm tired now.

But don't worry
I often go to dinners and parties
With some old friends who care for me,
Take me back home and stay.

Monochrome floors, monochrome walls,
Only absence near me,
Nothing but silence around me.


Monochrome flat, monochrome life,
Only absence near me,
Nothing but silence around me.
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13 décembre 2009 7 13 /12 /décembre /2009 17:05
Depuis combien de temps n'as-tu pas ouvert un journal
Sans avoir les mains pleines de sang la conscience au fond d'un canal
Où le fait divers le plus sanglant fait le bonheur du capital
L'information se modelant au gré des lignes éditoriales

Depuis combien de temps n'as-tu pas marché dans la rue
Sais-tu où vont tous les passants et pourquoi tant de mains tendues
Quand la misère fait des enfants la peur s'installe la nuit venue
Il faudrait mille arrondissements pour y loger tous les exclus


Si j'perds mon temps à faire cent fois le tour de toutes mes questions
Si j'perds mon temps
Je serai vivant tant que je saurai faire parler la poudre à mes canons
Je serai vivant.


Depuis combien de temps n'as-tu pas pris ta pause syndicale
Qui dans la course au rendement lacèrent les ceintures sociales
Quand y'a plus de frein aux puissants c'est le crash des masses salariales
Ou l'esclavage choisis ton rang on ne combat plus à armes égales

Depuis combien de temps n'as-tu pas crié au scandale
Sous les pas des manifestants les pavés se sont fait la malle
La propagande s'est fait les dents sur notre soif électorale
Y'en a ras l'front des fachos light qui rendent le mépris national


J'perds mon temps - Tournée Générale
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11 novembre 2009 3 11 /11 /novembre /2009 22:28
I'm tired of being so judgemental
Of everyone
I will not go to sleep
I will train my eyes to see
That my mind is as blind as a branch on a tree.

I hate them all
I hate myself
For hating them
so I'll drink some more
I'll love them all
I'll drink even more
I'll hate them even more than I did before.

On the other side
Nobody's waiting for me.

I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to give
Got no reason to live
But I will fight to survive
I've got nothing to hide
Wish I wasn't so shy

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9 octobre 2009 5 09 /10 /octobre /2009 15:33


Marion Black - Who Knows

Who knows what tomorrow will bring
Maybe sunshine, and maybe rain
But as for me I'll wait and see
And maybe it'll bring my love to me
Who knows
Who knows
Who knows it better than I
That it's she who's keeping me alive
Keeping the little girl as my goal
Makes my life worth living you know
Another day
Another day
Just another day
I wanna live
To share the love that only she can give
And if she don't come on home
I pray the lord will help me carry on
Another day
Another day
Just another day
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30 septembre 2009 3 30 /09 /septembre /2009 00:31
Your whole life you're told that you can decide for yourself, but one day you just wake up and realize the lie in which you lay, freedom is a lie. A poll, a vote, will never change our society. You live consciously in a slave system and know the enemy controlling your mind. Open the book and read, keep a low profile. Democracy made a mistake in 1933. They tell you what to think and what to do, I don't know why you trust them through what they think and what they do. Fuck you. They show you what to think and what to do, I still hope you'll change your mind through what I think and what I do. Fuck you. Mass propaganda occupies the field, you decide to forget, sweet unconsciousness. Do not think but consume, fill up your cart. Will you ever wake up as a proud citizen? Millions of casualties to impose their views, money is power and we got no money. DOn't worry about it, that is fake democracy. Divil Disobedience should rule that society. They tell you what to think and what to do, I don't know why you trust them through what they think and what they do. Fuck you. They show you what to think and what to do, I still hope you'll change your mind through what I think and what I do. Fuck you. Please someone, stop that comedy. New rules for mental slavery. This is no story. Anaesthelize and occupy, power's mechanism is smoothly built. Deaden in opulence (of) that sweet democracy. (You) don't even realize how much headsmen are free. You pay the price of your boredom, propaganda is a loaded weapon. Hopeless piracy, 'cause this is a tyranny. Kill the pain and kill the chains and be their ennemy. They tell you what to think and what to do, I don't know why you trust them through what they think and what they do. Fuck you. They show you what to think and what to do, I still hope you'll change your mind through what I think and what I do. Fuck you. Please someone, stop that comedy. New rules for mental slavery. This is no story.




The Legacy Of The Lie, sǝuı1uǝǝʍʇǝquı, P.O.Box.
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