Alexander

Lightning struck the temple of the goddess
and thee polar stars fell on the horizon line
the sage screamed "The time has come"
The signs were all in place, the time has come

"At this day a child has been born
who will reveal the faces of the gods once again
and spread the word of humanity to the lands
of Dionysus. Child of Achilles, Child of Bacchus
the cynic gods will place a crown of horns on your head
The Lotus eaters will remember their names and homes
The Cyclops will hide in their caves
The lions will roar at the sun again
And glory is the only price to fight for"

And the years fled and a father got murdered
by the hand of a backache priestess mother
the child who was suddenly a king
dressed in black swore to avenge the death
of his ancestors in the three invasions
and there by his spear he called the land
"conquered by the spear and glory
and by the gods the king of kings will kneel to me"

He solved the Gordian knot with a single cut
He connected an isle to the mainland
He built 32 cities in 10 years as a memory
He was recognized as son of the sun-god Amon Ra - Zeus
He was the first pharaoh after years of oppression

Not even a million soldiers,
or the heat of the gedrosian desert
or the whales of the indian ocean
or the elephants of India
could stop him.

He did only one mistake
He trusted his friends
and they gave him a cup of poison.

And the sage said,
"right before the next cataclysm
the child will be revealed to you, once again.
Not to conquer or kill, not to build cities but
to unite the peoples, to overthrow the oppressors
to wear the crown of humanity for 10 minutes
call upon equality, just like then when 5.000 Greeks
married 5.000 Persian brides no difference between us all
and then to break his crown in the name of equality."


All you have to do is wait
all you have to do is trust
all you have to do is fight
all you have to do is laugh.

Inca God

Light and sun,
a pyramid in steps
a bridge to the white gods
Athulpa leader of the divine ones
you died not in vain.

The love of your bride still holds
and the omen spoke of a sacrifice
The people that lived higher
than the mountains peaks
shall be freed under my command
El Dorado's caves we marched to
and found not gold, not silver nor weapons
but a bleeding heart waiting for a remedy
a dark corner in this universe
hid the sounds of your screams
under its shrug, now escape!
And with our brown and hairy chests
we shall march under the sun again
oh brothers of the west,
victims of Atlantis,
once again the gate is opening.
Defend the post to death
for the love of life and nature.
Nothing can ever be accomplished
unless it somehow, somewhere begins.

Nostradamian Massacre Part II

As children we learned to engage in trust
As pubes we learned to hide and collapse
As grown-up's we learned to lie and retry

"Give not that which is holy into the dogs
neithercast ye your pearls before pigs
lest they trample them under their feet
and turn again and rend you"

That is what we have never learned,
and will not ever accept to learn.

Nostradamian Massacre

As the morning reached its peak
the angel of poetitude rised
the message must be given
clear and ductile to the world

It can't be sacrificed
for nothing and noone
sadly, its hard to believe
in things that never change

A Nostradamian prophecy
revolutionized in my mind
Seldom do we speak of life
Seldom do we hope of hope

"When twenty years of the Moon's reign shall pass,
Seven thousand more its monarchy shall hold
When the Sun has reclaimed its days left
Then shall my prophecy come true"

It's in our blood...

Blooming Tree

Blooming tree,dried dead
naked love, tormented soul
stay alive, all by yourself
fed up with essence,
moan now with pleasure.

Lies and lawful certainties
a specified arrogant example
giving a one sided show for herself
the striking nature of woman's soul
value to nothing, nothing of value.

The handsome goose walked real tight
craving imaginary stares of admiration
beautiful soul, ugly appearance
Who would ever deal with it?

Its friends who react according to their moods?
Its loves who never existed save his thoughts?
Noone...
Destined to live alone
and to rule a kingdom
to rule his own self.
No glory, no arms, no deeds of valor
no enlightened paths to follow
Just a normal life in a normal world...
In a normal world...
where nothing ever changes,
where originality is hidden
only in children's dreams
where I am an outcast
and the goose will just
become a chicken
to be grilled
in the oven
of your
conscience...

Studying in the Dark

Heart of stone, do not shatter and bleed
Heart of steel, do not bend and break
reasonable actions are never trusted, need something true
A spontaneous moment reserving the truth of a king

"When will the storm end father?
it's been raining for like 21 days.
Where did the sun go?
have I ever actually seen the sun?"

Studying in the dark
allied with the black
death and insanity
swallowed appetites
and lust for life

You are getting out
You still have not understood
Your life's purpose to run away
or fight the dead to death

Mother

The rose that broke in two
and gave birth to me
The olive seed that was squashed
and gave the oil for me
The stars that fell
to hide my nightmares
The tears she shed
for every night I was lost
The wounds she took
for my grave growing
The lights she offered
The sacrifices she've done
The retreats she accepted
The pain she suffered
The love she gave me
Mother...
I am sorry... but somewhere in there
there is still a human soul left
to worship and love you
as a son should
I just wished I was a normal fool
to say thank you just for once
before I left you to cry again for me

Father

You and I are so alike
We both destroyed the lives
of those who loved us.
Idol and inspiration
pure point of deceit
Your love is a boundary
to my evolution
You kill me with each blink
You kill me with your love
You kill me with your careing
You suffocate me in your protection
and your visions, visions brought to me from you
visions you should bring to reality and not me.
Father....
Although a son should not truly love his father
I stand again, at the verdge of death and solitude
crying out to you for the first and last time
"Let me breathe"
Comfusion during thoughts of hate
Comfusion during words of love
I hate to be the son of a hero
I hate to be the son of a star

American Night

Dreams winding, blood
spare our lives claim our land
yes master of disaster
give us blood
yes master, uncle Sam
give us some

Too sure for yourself you are
Do you know where you march?
Death will come,
when you enter their land
the red button will be pressed
with brains and blood you are obsessed

No Gods have mercy,
they don't know
what they fight for
neither side

Uncle Sam, Uncle Sam
common, give us some
blood blood blood
Yes master, yes master
crimson criminal, disaster
blood blood blood

The game of the fools
they play
Gods have mercy on them
they are just family men
Why should they die?

Simple puppets grown in stone
let them live and kill their leaders
kill their leaders' masters
Not them...
Have petty on their children
Have petty on their wives

Uncle Sam, Uncle Sam
common, give us some
blood blood blood
Yes master, yes master
crimson criminal, disaster
blood blood blood

Too soon to leave this world
Too tired to shelter them from the bombs
Get out fight your leaders..all of you
There name is death
they play the game of money
you fight for family and country
they tell you so
yet you fight for their masters

Get back.....
Fly away....

No more guns and bloodshed
All of you are wrong
and so right...

So fight..and die...

We are all going to get in this mess anyway
My land is going to rise in number four
War, war, war cannot be avoided

Uncle Sam, Uncle Sam
common, give us some
blood blood blood
Yes master, yes master
crimson criminal, disaster
blood blood blood

Still..as the lunas say
You can't make an omelet
without breaking some eggs

Fools.....

Ode of Odes

Ode of odes
watching from the back rows
Got the fever
Give me some fever
Everybody loves the fever
It's all a fever
And you can sit
Next to the gleaming fire
sitting there all by yourself
when everybody's dancing
you cannot help yourself
Come on hands
you got strength
You know I can see you grow child
You know I can shoot you down child
I can rip you, I can strip you, I can tease you
and all that you'll think about is dancing

Tease me,
taunt me,
kill me,
strike my nerves, fast
never obtain a chance


"Pendulum of decision
Pendulum of life
all you need, precision
all you need is time"

Tear Drops

Tear...Drop...Dear...Stop
Drop...Tear...Stop...Dear
Dear...Stop...Tear...Drop
Stop...Dear...Drop...Tear

Couldn't even manage to
change your own world
by simply killing yourself
you let the army-man win

Couldn't simply let the blood flow
Couldn't simply let the bullet shot
Couldn't let the poor child grow
Couldn't cut the Gordian knot

Useless.........Meaningless...Lifeless.........Actionless.....
Meaningless...Useless.........Actionless.....Lifeless.........
Lifeless.........Actionless.....Useless.........Meaningless...
Actionless.....Lifeless.........Meaningless...Useless.........

Holy War

Kindred of the lost ages,
come, its time has come
I know It won't be an easy ride
take out of the old chests
the magic stones
carve your bodies
with the blue colour of war
wear your boots and your armour
and come out, come out
where ever you are.

Under the octagon star
to meet and drink
to fiest and kill each other
be crazed, enraged, mistreated
children of the night
the time has come
to dive in the blood of children
and their fathers and their mothers
to cry for their loss.

And I will be dancing
over your dead bodies
in a fiest of blood,
Death's day has come
for either you or us or me

The holy martyrs of life
will enjoy a painful death
Enjoy your pettiful remorse.

He is near, and I can't hold him back any longer
The maidens' names will be called
one by one to be thrown in the iron maiden's hatch
it's time for blood...

Give me a resting place,
this is way above me to fight
this is not my problem to deal with
Why didn't you let me die?

It was so easy, a simple trigger
Oh how I wish I could hear the song
the last song of the last bird
How I wish I could feel the warmth of the last kiss

It's drawing nearer...
It's sences grow keener...

And your mind is about to explode
The tragedy you've built is becomming real
and you are dead, before you even know it

It's gone, I tried, for long
It's gone, I tried, for long...

Messed up...

Messed up, fucked up
drowning, pressure
hands tight, feet numb
darkness surrounds me
fear, panic, gasping for air
the darkness smiles,
promises kingdoms
promises titles and glory
but asks for my soul instead
Fighting, resisting for years
can't act anymore like this


Darkness smiles
and I smile back
"Come with me boy,
I'll show you your hell
this is your kingdom
it's better than your dark tower
it's filled with fire and servants"


When the abyss smiles back
who are you to say no?

Lord of the Comedians

Thirty men and sixty two women
marching right in front of my eyes
stealing ideas and words
stealing time and space
You find yourself in
a mysteriously vague
position, pressure holds.

For an instant the sensors
pick up no vibes
Everything seems blank
lost in time and space
dwelling for a light spot
to jump in and come back to reality

Lord of the comedians!
Why have you left us
here in this place around the fire
but gave us no wood to feed it?
A comic storm appears in your eyes
stars are now square
liquid yellow on the walls
and purple haze on the windows
the light is now blue
blue for enlightenment
but out the window you know
it's still night...

And the minister's daughter smiles
and drama queen prays
but the disoriented youngster
stays disgruntled still
writing day and night
no need for sleep tonight
again

Shadow Dancer

Undertake the irrational duty
to smile towards darkness.
Wait, the monster's smiling back
Could it be loving and caring as a mother?

Dwelling in fields of shadows
waiting for the June to harvest smiles
Death dears running from her face
her boy is lost and the riper is laughing

A shadow dances in the edge of twilight
Stop her pain, stop her pain
I see delight, in swollen crow eyes
face, tears red as blood. She smiles!

Thoughts

See how beautiful things seem
when they are given to us freely
without having ever asked for them
See how lowly we behave
when we get things we asked for
and then want more...

What Do You Need?

Do you need a myth to live in?
Do you need a relaxed moment every day?
Do you keep faith in elder symbols?
Do you still want to please the dead?
Do you ask questions when you should answer?
Do you need a messiah?
Do you know why you live?
Do you make choices instead of choosing ways to avoid choice itself?
Do you feel sick when you wake up?
Do you know the answer?
Do you know why we all need a god to please, to hurt, to swear?

Why do you need a messiah?
Why do you need a savior?
Why can't you save yourselves?
Why can't you change?
Why do you want me to turn back two months?
Why do you need death so much?
Why do you love the past and forget the present?

Save your selves...
Don't do what I tell you
Don't do what they tell you
Just do what you want

Get up
Stand up
Look around you
Wake up...

We are all aging, growing older second by second
Do not let the instant fly away, like the last albatross
flying south for the winter. It should be yours...
Or you should fly away with him..

Dead hearts in a dead soul world
I call upon thee, light resembles darkness
in a much purer way. Oh be saved!

Naked Mountains

Bare naked mountains
honey mouthfilled bears
caves, no fires
shallow rivers
and fish to feed with

the perfect place for
a theatrical come back?

May you fade out in a reverent dream
and wake up in a captivating movie