tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17064315661674575532009-11-05T18:13:55.611+01:00Michałhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06386458202312420354Xdark.clericX@gmail.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706431566167457553.post-3285328485572531132009-10-21T23:26:00.003+02:002009-10-21T23:30:09.371+02:00It's the old truth - the more I see - the less I believe, the less I feel. This world is dying, it's the simple truth we fear. Look at what we've become.<br />I feel nothing, nothing at all...<br /><br />*****<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">From my world the sun faded</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And the moon from my sky was gone with stars</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I came home to a bleak room of sorrow</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Forsaken house, place of grief, in solitude</span><br /><br />Amorphis - Sky Is Mine<br />*****<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706431566167457553-328532848557253113?l=amireallyanexception.blogspot.com'/></div>Michałhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06386458202312420354Xdark.clericX@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706431566167457553.post-86118737570027912812009-08-30T23:27:00.006+02:002009-10-21T23:26:00.284+02:00Shed no tear. You don't really fucking know me. Now you've become the waste that I despise. It's no surprise, I realized this some time before. I've closed my eyes... And now I don't feel nothing more than cold...<br /><br />*****<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Don't you try to fool me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">You think that I'm mad</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">But I'm not all your stupid stories</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I'll never trust you what you got</span><br /><br /><span>Ram-Zet</span> - The Claustrophobic Journey<br />*****<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706431566167457553-8611873757002791281?l=amireallyanexception.blogspot.com'/></div>Michałhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06386458202312420354Xdark.clericX@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706431566167457553.post-23312759539826358102009-05-22T00:23:00.012+02:002009-08-30T23:35:47.681+02:00<span>Wish you knew how much I've been wanting to talk to you. Nothing's changed from the first time. But I'm sick and tired of all those words since I lost your smile. And I know you mean all to me. But I'm still waiting, still holding that dreams...</span><br /><br />*****<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I stand alone<br />Inside I stand alone<br /></span><br />Godsmack - I Stand Alone<br />*****<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706431566167457553-2331275953982635810?l=amireallyanexception.blogspot.com'/></div>Michałhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06386458202312420354Xdark.clericX@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706431566167457553.post-20728191623215132952009-05-15T00:00:00.006+02:002009-08-07T00:22:31.782+02:00When I finally raise my <span style="font-style: italic;">eyes</span> up I saw that I was <span style="font-style: italic;">so afraid of</span> all the <span style="font-style: italic;">night sky</span> vault - and that <span style="font-style: italic;">view</span> is still present in very centre of my pupils. <span style="font-style: italic;">I fell</span> the <span style="font-style: italic;">cold</span>, my eyes are shut <span style="font-style: italic;">and</span> my confidence is <span style="font-style: italic;">slowly dying</span>. <span style="font-style: italic;">I</span> just looked myself straight in the eyes and <span style="font-style: italic;">saw </span><span>that</span> I must took all of my courage in both hands because now I see <span style="font-style: italic;">that</span> I have lost my reason, and <span style="font-style: italic;">I</span> have <span style="font-style: italic;">lost my sense</span>. But why do you say that you are lost with me if you don't even try to find yourself?<br /><br />*****<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I'm sure we want to find our place<br />We're alone inside - that'll never change</span><br /><br />Riverside - Acronym Love<br />*****<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706431566167457553-2072819162321513295?l=amireallyanexception.blogspot.com'/></div>Michałhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06386458202312420354Xdark.clericX@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706431566167457553.post-73049723619924564482009-05-07T00:02:00.003+02:002009-05-07T00:08:24.309+02:00*****<br /><span style="font-style:italic;">I trusted you, <span style="font-style:italic;">you lied</span><br />It's all I hear - <span style="font-weight:bold;">a fucking lie</span><br />Don't give a shit, it's over now<br />It's all I know you broke the vow</span><br /><br />Katatonia - Ghost Of The Sun<br />*****<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706431566167457553-7304972361992456448?l=amireallyanexception.blogspot.com'/></div>Michałhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06386458202312420354Xdark.clericX@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706431566167457553.post-70902583809856488672009-05-04T23:19:00.005+02:002009-08-06T23:50:49.366+02:00I want to protect myself from others, so I build <span style="font-weight: bold;">my dream</span>, while leading so hollow life... I want to run away into a better place, <span style="font-weight: bold;">I don't want to feel</span> that I have a soul. I may say - only I decide what I see. But in this sweet confusion when I don't even recall my name I fell <span style="font-weight: bold;">there is something more inside</span>. Embracing it's vastness I hold <span style="font-weight: bold;">my world</span> in palm of my hand. Slow <span style="font-weight: bold;">inside of me</span> take my time, fill that empty spaces and <span style="font-weight: bold;">lick my wounds</span> clean. But even in our sweet sleep <span style="font-weight: bold;">I fell pain</span> that I cannot forget. It falls down, drop by drop, like <span style="font-weight: bold;">tears</span>. Upon my slowly beating heart, against my our own, against my own will. You awaken me, but <span style="font-weight: bold;">I'm still dreaming</span>, because I'm too scared to see my path<span style="font-weight: bold;">…</span><br /><br />*****<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">All my life I was in the cold<br />Now I find I feel nothing more</span><br /><br />Static X - Invincible<br />*****<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706431566167457553-7090258380985648867?l=amireallyanexception.blogspot.com'/></div>Michałhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06386458202312420354Xdark.clericX@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706431566167457553.post-19610184080177388812009-04-19T00:27:00.004+02:002009-08-07T00:20:56.540+02:00<span><span>Every step you take leads you to the end and when I look at you I see only a pitiful human slave. Your fake is not a perfection. You have forgotten all your reasons why - why we all lie, on this cold playground of sin… I look at you and I know - in no one but myself I can trust. I don't get love or care from this world of pain, because all of you sell the dreams that you created. And every step I chose to make is just some kind of torture - I reach out my hands without purpose. But I want and I respect this silence.<span></span></span></span><br /><br />*****<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">We sleep in flames<br />Until we burn up</span><br /><br />Lunatic Soul - Adrift<br />*****<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706431566167457553-1961018408017738881?l=amireallyanexception.blogspot.com'/></div>Michałhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06386458202312420354Xdark.clericX@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706431566167457553.post-50426999279640925692009-04-04T15:22:00.006+02:002009-08-06T23:50:16.654+02:00Little turn<br />Alright<br />I'm not gonna wait for you tonight<br /><br />Little turn<br />I'm sure<br />I'm not gonna wait for you anymore<br /><br />Little turn away from me<br />When you're away<br />It's alright<br />I'm walking away from you tonight<br /><br />Little turn away from me<br />I'm sure<br />I'm not gonna look at you anymore<br />The same way<br /><br />*****<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I see your all hypocrisy<br />I see your misery</span><br /><br />Trauma - Make me Blind<br />*****<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706431566167457553-5042699927964092569?l=amireallyanexception.blogspot.com'/></div>Michałhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06386458202312420354Xdark.clericX@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706431566167457553.post-44876436444740659742009-03-23T23:28:00.005+01:002009-08-07T00:20:26.792+02:00<span><span>I hate the days full of my lost illusions, when lost I try to grasp this little fragments of reality, I feel like I was senselessly chasing my broken dreams... I know that I have genetic code, not a soul. It's all flesh, not a gift from god. But maybe it's my escape from a life that tried to shape me? And from your lies that sold us. It's not about what I want, but what I get. Now I just want to take back what is mine..</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">.</span></span><br /><br />*****<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">There's sadness in my mind - ok...<br />There's darkness in my mind - ok...<br /></span><br />Riverside - Ok<br />*****<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706431566167457553-4487643644474065974?l=amireallyanexception.blogspot.com'/></div>Michałhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06386458202312420354Xdark.clericX@gmail.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706431566167457553.post-57522812456035131012009-03-17T06:48:00.004+01:002009-08-07T00:17:35.945+02:00<span style="font-weight: bold;">*****</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Who dares to bare what the others have to feel?<br />I put my trust in you, but I've paid for every mistake, building a void impossible to replace.<br /><br /></span><span>Soilwork - The Mindmaker</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">*****</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706431566167457553-5752281245603513101?l=amireallyanexception.blogspot.com'/></div>Michałhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06386458202312420354Xdark.clericX@gmail.com0