domingo, 22 de mayo de 2011

My own prison.

A court is in session, a verdict is in
No appeal on the docket today
Just my own sin
The walls are cold and pale
The cage made of steel
Screams fill the room
Alone I drop and kneel
Silence now the sound
My breath the only motion around
Demons cluttering around
My face showing no emotion
Shackled by my sentence
Expecting no return
Here there is no penance
My skin begins to burn

(And I said oh) So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) We're held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one

I hear a thunder in the distance
See a vision of a cross
I feel the pain that was given
On that sad day of loss
A lion roars in the darkness
Only he holds the key
A light to free me from my burden
And grant me life eternally

Should have been dead
On a Sunday morning
Banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain't got no time

(And I said oh) So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) We're held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one

I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
I've created my own prison
I cry out to God
Seeking only his decision
Gabriel stands and confirms
I've created my own prison

(And I said oh) So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) We're held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one

(And I said oh) So I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish pride
(And I said oh) We're held captive
Out from the sun
A sun that shines on only some
We the meek are all in one

Should've been dead on a Sunday morning
banging my head
No time for mourning
Ain't got no time.



A veces decir lo que se piensa no alcanza, siempre va a existir un lugar para la acción. Si tenes miedo de la consecuencia, que no sea capaz de frenarte, solo de analizar. Si todavía tenes miedo hace algo, pero jamás quedarse quieto fue la solución. Y arrepentirse por lo que no se hace no es mi mejor opción. Si algo está mal no lo vamos a cambiar, lo vamos a eliminar.
Y como me costó conseguir esa letra, bang bang you´re dead.

Why?

It’s a corner that you turn
It’s a lesson that you learn in time

I’ts a worry that you feel
Another scar that you conceal
From sight

Have I been away to long for me to say?
Have I been away to long for things to change?

From a runaway train
Caught beneath the wheels
Of a runaway train

Every moment of the day
I feel it crumbling away if i

I only have myself to blame
For all the cracks within the frame that I find

From a runaway train
Caught beneath the wheels
Of a runaway train
I know how it feels
To be a runaway train

It’s alright, it’s ok, it’s alright


Ja, por qué me lo permitiste? Dejarme caer tanto y no salir a ningún lado. JA, y esa será tu expresión de superación. No busco culpables solamente hacerles saber tantas cosas que no me animé a gritar. Gritar ahora? No puedo, se cierra la garganta.
Tal vez me pierda de muchas cosas, pero aseguro que ahorraré muchas más en la vida.
A través de tus días te seguirás cuestionando.. ¿Por qué?