unjust

just like the love i give
just like the air i breathe
just like the word i hear
just like the memories for you i near
just become unjust.....
just like the love you decline
just like the lies in your mind
just like the promise you swept away
just like the dream for you far away
just become unjust.....

the black traveller part 2

sleeping at my friends house, my eyes shut but no dreams attach
thinking about death with my empty stomach makes it so real and near
Yes it is near but this lies makes it otherwise..
i'm not gonna die tonight i have to redeem my selves, my sins...too much to revealed...see you around death

the black traveller part 1

its tiring to live
its tiring to fulfill our need
its tiring to wink your eyes every second...
its tiring to look upon every sad faces on the road its tiring to feel...
its tiring to run
its tiring to embrase
its tiring to see ( the man i want to kill stil breathing)...think i'm gonna stop here for a while...july 4th 2008

my whore

the girl i loved was cover with only one piece of cloth

i can see through as if she was naked...so white your face so red (the center of your breasts)

oh sweat my love sweat as you like

this lovely night does not belong to an angel nor the devil...it is ours

even god him selves would be jealous as he witness us

this eyes can revealed the most hidden places of your body..be mine you are mine be yours i am yours

just for tonight i know, just for this hour and second...for once..this moment swept away you'll be with another arms.

to you my love i always loved

money

money walks money talks

money run money fun

money flies to the skies money drop along your tear drop

money making money killing

money stays longer money state for hunger

money in need money indeed

money before many money after honey

money in a war money in a hole

money is mine money is yours

money glory money cause poverty

money you cant live without......................money

my selves ambigu

i am sad yet my tear wont come out
i am happy yet i laugh in silent
i walk yes i do walk yet i always see the same place again
i dream yet my eyes are open
i feel...oh god i do feel yet i am numb
i am free i always have yet this rules kept me in tight
awarenes of my whereabout start to change along with my eternal insanity...
am i insane or am i the only sane man
this tought have always been as shallow as they are before
no need to comprehen in order to release your understanding...its pointless my selves ambigu is for my own to hold