"Assomados, com o andar titubeante das vítimas da realidade
absoluta, desfalecemos em convulsões de electrochoque, no
turbilhão da engrenagem triturante, que nos transportou em
sucessivas oscilações sísmicas, para o apaziguamento da
indiferença e o amargo isolamento da solidão. Nada é o que era,
nada foi o que sonhamos, apenas visões esfumadas ao contacto
da memória, apenas imprecisas impressões de um tempo gasto
pela usura. Tivemos o mundo, fomos o mundo...
Salve, cadáveres brancos da inocência!
Salve, corpos belos do amor!
Salve, feiticeiros da embriaguez permanente!
Salve, magos da existência não fragmentária!
Salve, pederastas do desejo, junkies do caos, prisioneiros da liberdade!
Salve, irreprimível lúdico!
Salve, criadores de vida, amantes da infância, viciados do presente!
Salve, orfãos perdidos!
Salve! Salve! Salve"
Mão Morta - "Nús"
Friday, February 17, 2006
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Friday, February 10, 2006
Lacrimosa
We keep on burying our dead
We keep on planting their bones in the ground
But they won't grow, the sun doesn't help
The rain doesn't help
If my garden would have a fence
then the rabbits couldn't just come in
and sit on the grass and eat all the flowers
and shit
Hi, I'm Icarus
I'm falling down
man for judgement must prepare me
spare oh god and mercy
spare
man I have a terrible feeling
that somethings gone awful wrong with the world
is it something we made
is it something we ate
is it something we drank
Hi I'm Icarus
I'm falling
from the dust of earth
returning back for judgement
we must prepare
spare oh god and mercy
spare me
Lacrimosa
Lacrimosa
They keep on burying our dead
They keep on planting their bones in the ground
But they won't grow
The sun doesn't help
And all we've got isn't a giant crop of names
and dates
Hi I'm Icarus, I'm falling down
on this day of tears and mourning
from the dust of earth returning
man for judgement must
spare me, spare oh god and mercy
spare me
Lacrimosa
Lacrimosa
Regina Spektor-"Lacrimosa"
We keep on planting their bones in the ground
But they won't grow, the sun doesn't help
The rain doesn't help
If my garden would have a fence
then the rabbits couldn't just come in
and sit on the grass and eat all the flowers
and shit
Hi, I'm Icarus
I'm falling down
man for judgement must prepare me
spare oh god and mercy
spare
man I have a terrible feeling
that somethings gone awful wrong with the world
is it something we made
is it something we ate
is it something we drank
Hi I'm Icarus
I'm falling
from the dust of earth
returning back for judgement
we must prepare
spare oh god and mercy
spare me
Lacrimosa
Lacrimosa
They keep on burying our dead
They keep on planting their bones in the ground
But they won't grow
The sun doesn't help
And all we've got isn't a giant crop of names
and dates
Hi I'm Icarus, I'm falling down
on this day of tears and mourning
from the dust of earth returning
man for judgement must
spare me, spare oh god and mercy
spare me
Lacrimosa
Lacrimosa
Regina Spektor-"Lacrimosa"
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Monday, February 06, 2006
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