Não confies em estranhos

"Não confies em estranhos"
Dizia minha mãe

Um quarto de vida
E ainda procuro por mim mesmo
Quem sou eu?
Sempre que olho ao espelho
O reflexo esconde-se na minha percepção

Guardo o eco de outrem religiosamente
Pequenas nuances
Não contaminadas pela errática emoção
Peças de um puzzle qualquer
Não sei é de qual
Mapeio toda a realidade na minha cabeça
Faltam-me as peças para encher o impossível
Tudo o que resta são modelos parciais
De um mundo demasiado complexo para esquadrinhar
Com minha alma ainda mais obscurecida com desconhecimento
De todas as realidades a que menos percebo é a de mim mesmo

Outras vezes ainda me pergunto
Estarei eu ofuscado pela luz por ser brilhante demais para eu a perceber?
Ás claras da evidência inconveniente enganam-me os olhos com um abismo negro?
Metade consciência, metade inconsciente
Tanta bivalência certamente inconsistente
Hibrido de tão paradoxal natureza
Se apenas um anda acordado
Que faz o outro quando este vai dormir?
Protegido por tanto secretismo
Tamanha privacidade revela desígnios sinistros com certeza

Para não viver sobressaltado
Vivo em negação permanente
Acreditando piamente que ele não conspira contra mim

Como acreditar neste incógnito
Obviamente não será incólume
Minha mãe sempre dizia com razão
"Não confies em estranhos"

Paradoxical Love

Silver-made halo

Lost forever by sacrifice

An ordeal too sour to surpass

A dearly price to pay 

A single piece of metal

Was my only armor

Lost is my holy ark

Thrown into the fires of self-sacrifice

Layers of clothes don't help to hide the shame

I feel naked in a cold dry land 

Pierced through by icicles of paradoxical love

O Dom

Maldição do dom da visão
Assola o humilde ingénuo
Num mundo de fealdade

Céus rodopiam em louco escarlate
Luzes intermitentes rasgam a abobada celeste
Pedra sólida desfaz-se como migalhas de pão
E levita na electricidade trágica do ar

Perante tal abominação a boca abre-se
Aberta como uma porta escancarada
Apenas a escuridão do céu da boca
Abafa as labaredas que se contorcem mesmo à sua frente
As cordas vocais estrangulam-se igualmente em terror como cobras hipnotizadas
Os olhos gritam o que a boca não consegue
Tapando-os de imediato com mãos transparente
Mãos transparente de tão aguçada percepção
"Maldito dom da visão!", desembaraça-se ele finalmente

Outros
Cegos e contentes
Com um sorriso insano
Deambulam para trás e diante
Abençoados com a dom da ignorância
Desconhecem o mundo que lhes passa à frente dos olhos
Olhos esbranquiçados e opacos
Mantêm tanta vigília como vasos de porcelana
Desperdiçam uma vida assim
Mas que lhes importa?
Não sentem falta do que não podem ver
Então continuam eles
Cegos e contentes

Até que são sugados pelo mesmo surreal
Que me assombra cada dia
Mas eu sei o que me atormenta
Eles nunca saberão para onde vão

Beware of the Dog

Within myself
Down into the depths
There it lies a beast
But don't worry
It's well confined


Is it wrong if I disagree?

You'll have to scratch beneath the surface
To find the echoes of it's distant roars
Travel through the valley of the mind
And you might hear the drumming of rage
But fear not
It's prison can withstand it's rampage

Pity? It wouldn't have mercy on you

Electric synapses short-circuit the brain
Natural hallucinogenic chemicals
Trigger experiences not recommended for epileptic
Rhythmic noises and psychedelic lights
Floods the brain like some trance festival
Ionic bombardments that fuels it's neurosis
Thor thunders thrusts down to it's metallic cage
Instigating it's rebellion
Not helping it's demeanor
Achtung!
It's chains are about to break
No beast is trapped forever

Over-sized teeth keep his mouth wide open
A Gargantuan cave, possibly the entrance to hell itself
Surely anyone who travels inside will find it quite resembling
Red-eyes throbbing from the pulsating blood
Bloody rage's body language

What is to be expected by a loose cannon when it's actually on the loose?

No chains attached, you'll get a chain-reaction.
So let the dominoes fall

Prison is evil. It is a necessary evil

Now that it's free, there's no need for explaining why it was confined in the first place
There's nothing like seeing for yourself the aftermath of what wasn't believed before
But then it leaves another problem on the table
In the end, you had exactly what you wanted

Cimmerian Light

I dare to cross the frontier

Borderline between home and wilderness

Soon as I step outside into the night

I feel the warmth be replaced by a fresh breeze on my face

A mysterious humid smell transmits a sense of inner peace

As the cold winds revolves me 

They tease me with caressing shivers

For moments I feel I could cast myself off the balcony

And a tornado would lift me up to fly like in a dream

The darkness is my shrine

It hides me from prying eyes

Under a coat of black

I am a whisper with the wind

Like if I was never there

The perfect perception filter

I become one with the night

Engulfed in cimmerian light

I am the feeling of dread

Escalating the spine 

Of those who fear the dark

Glimmering darkness

Shines through a new reality

Unravel the true fabric of the universe

Under the privacy of shadows

Grant the solemn melody of silence

So can the voices of soul be heard

Embracing the wisdom from within

For there it lies the most candid purity

Polytheism

As mankind was engineered

God observed them from afar

His blue pearl filled with unseen microorganisms

He felt overwhelmed by the intensity of their feelings

Knowing this in His infinite wisdom

God gave them egos as a gesture of love

So that in one day in the far future

When they surpass the firmament

They won't get crushed on their souls by cliff walls of stupefaction

Astonished for witnessing their own insignificance

When facing the infinity of cosmos and the eternity of time

Mere figurines of dust doomed to perish
Frail receptacles, fragile vaults
For a far more valuable soul
Than a casing with expiring date
It suffocates as soon as it puts a foot outside

As conscious beings
A faulty perception filters what barely can keep them sane
An inflated ego keeps them from falling apart
Full exposure to reality's true face would drive them mad
Living in a dark universe such as this
Could make them blind just for looking directing into the light

But experienced another kind of blindness
Started to worship their own egos
Put aside God who created them
Self-appointed themselves as their personal god
Unfit to rule themselves under a drunken ego
Waged war against each other
Soon drown in clouds of nuclear winter

What was made to make them survive
They turned into their own self-destruction
Instead of trusting God as their own guider
They trusted in their own arrogance and died for it

God gave them wings so they could fly
And they flew directly into the sun 

Hypnotic Attraction

A dark pit enveloped by dark brown earth
Weak vegetation sprout out from the mud-like soil
This island floats in a white-cloudy sky

An obsidian stone engulfed by chameleon lands
Fertile fields flourish exuberant emerald meadows
Submerged by waves of crystalline sapphire
An aquamarine mixture with a strand of sand
Sanctuary hovering over steel-dyed haze

When braced in a glance
Hearts synchronize
Both skip a beat
Anomalies occur
Time lordship is denied
Sparks ignite volatile passion between us
Reanimate my cold-dead heart

You eclipse the sun with your scintillate figure
Grants you an aura of golden wings
Sunlit filaments that caress your tender face
I bow down in awe as gazing your splendor
Angel-like sculptured untainted by sin
Prototype of beauty, untamed heroine

Compelled by magnetic urges
Our bodies collide and explode in an eruption of passion
Embraced in impetuous euphoria
We carve on each other's skin symbols of our bitter-sweet rapture
As both reach the apogee of  ecstasy

Breaking Point

Suffering, anguish, despair and frustration
These are what killers are made of
High-Pressured Pain
Builds up till breaking point
Pyretic blood loaded with adrenaline
Bullets are spewed
Flying erratically
Sealing fates in mid-flight
Propelled by rage and fury
Bystanders fulfilling master's intent

Blasting recklessly through a crowd
Power leaking from the discharged cartridges
By the wrong side of the gun
Bound to an impetuous urge
Let chance decide who lives or dies
Bad therapy for inadequacy feelings

Unforgiven

Fallen on my knees in the rooftops

I lock the bleak night

On my arterial blood sight

Helices of a chopper slices the air not far from here

Rapidly approaches, an oncoming storm

Clutched claws held to the bloody sky

What starts to be a roar of pure rage

Like casting a curse at the hellish universe

Muzzled by the spinning blades

Hammering hard at my ears

Ends with an inarticulate cry

Of despair and defeat

Held up frustration for so long

Is released in a prolonged yelled out why

I scream so loud

Stupidly thinking that God would hear

Wet on the blizzard of unattended prayers

I lay on my knees in the rooftops

Odd place to be at night

Or in any other time for that matter

Only in a desperate fool's course of action

Ser Humano

Ser humano é ser utópico
A realidade não chega
Surreal é um escape do inevitável
Aspiramos ao impossível
Somos ludibriados pela imaginação
Perseguimos sonhos remotos
Erguemos ídolos de ouro à nossa imagem
Incansável vontade caprichosa
Como desequilíbrio emocional
Subjugamos toda a razão
Complexo de Deus dizem os especialistas
Através de um cínico cristal negro
Vemos o inteiro planeta
Pela reputação de Sodoma e Gomorra

Pathological Cocktail

Anxiety had become a part of me
Generalized anxiety disorder they say
Most times it's just psychological
Other times gets psychosomatic
Physical manifestation on spikes of mental activity

Other times it's sadness
Feeling blue
Down to deep depression
Eyes lose focus, staring at the bleak
Brain is shutting down, can't think straight
Get caught in the eye of the tornado
Head hangs low
Shoulders come down
Whole body can't resist gravity

Obsession too makes part of the mix
Ventilation pans: Compromised
Safety mechanisms: Off-line
Overheating thinking process: Online
System overcharge percentage: 400%
Self-Destruction Initiative: Imminent

Compulsion is it's middle name
Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder
Not all traits for a diagnosis
But sure it plays a role in my charm
The ritualistic repetitions
Pair numbers superstition
Unwillingly behaviors
Tired of that routine
I'm pulled into that surreal dementia
A wormhole into another dimension

Sentir o Paradoxo

Olhos cansados prendem o horizonte
Espelhando o céu derretido em escarlate
Enquanto o sol se extingue em montanhas distantes
Apatia cinestésica invade o corpo

Rijo como as pedras do deserto árido
Uma estátua de alma adormecida
Faz parte do cenário narcoléptico

Gritos abafados do interior
Espantam esta serenidade fingida
Garrafa de raiva efervescente
Epicentro em águas profundas
Emoções oprimidas e sentimentos calcados

Trazem à costa a fúria de alto mar
Ondas carregadas de frustração eclipsam o sol
Trazendo o Apocalipse de um dilúvio colérico

Bio-Hazard

Souring soft skin so slowly
Acidic fluid takes it time
Viscous and sadistic
Patiently flows
Inversely proportional
To traumatic burns it inflicts

Melts and boils
Now deformed by the masochist liquid
The hardened skin erupts blisters
Holding inside unimaginable pain
Bursting instantly as bubbles of molten lava

Irreversible damage
Immediate transformation
Dragon scales emerges
From immaculate, sinless skin

Bathed in the uncaring fluid
Smokes and steams
While devouring flesh
Remorselessly, relentlessly
Cannibalizing to the bone

Devorador de Mundos

O vazio do universo
Engole meu olhar
Embriagado por letargia
Rendo-me à sua gula voraz
Meu corpo morno
Depressa se arrefece
Disperça-se o calor da vida
O vácuo absorve-o com ingratidão

Meu olhar singelo tem uma réstia de fulgor
Sem demora se esgota completamente
Espelho de água impotente
Reflecte o cosmos prepotente
Absorve-me o espirito dormente
Num vortex de solidão imensa
Seduzido por estrelas distantes
Seu brilho é um ardil oculto
Viaja milhões de anos de luz
Mas seu astro se extinguiu há muito mais
Devorado num abismo de escuridão eterna
O que resta é uma fotografia da claridade de outrora
Chega à Terra na esperança vã de escapar
Da desolação que devassou a humanidade

Tornei-me um com o universo
Sinto a sua fome insaciável
A maldição do infinito e da eternidade
Testemunhei o medo das galáxias
Presas na imensidade do Espaço voraz

Weeping Angels

Acaba um parto, começa uma morte
Criança nasce em choro, homem morre em silêncio
Baptismo em agua, baptismo em fogo

A inevitabilidade do cessar da vida foi esquecida
Ignorada, evitada, cega, surda e muda
Banalizada num ritual de passagem de ilusão
Demente alucinação, louca alienação
Insana razão, leviana reflexão
Tantas são as eras da humanidade
Que se extinguiu toda a humanidade
Os mortos são enterrados na memória dos vivos
Selados com madeira espessa, cimento denso e memoriais de olvidade
Ninguém se quer lembrar dos defuntos, ninguém quer ser assombrado por seu fado
Partilham na colheita, resignados, ajuntam sementes para o ceifador de capa preta
Anda no meio deles, conformados, olham para o lado e fingem não ver
Olham de novo, apáticos, e quem lá estava foi com ele

E os anjos choram
Fazem companhia aos que já ali não estão
Sentinelas petrificadas pela tristeza que acarretam
Clamam coros de pranto no silêncio da solidão
Pelos que se seduzem pelo inevitável
Aqueles que se deixam adormecer
Cientes de que jamais acordarão
Acolhem a fatalidade como trivialidade

Os anjos choram...
Clamam coros de pranto...

Fallacious Reality

Thoughts dwell in my busy mind
Like radio transmissions lost in space
Gibberish voices disconnected from logic
Static noise that blurs my reasoning
Focused as a beam of intense light
So bright it burns my eyes
In a pile of tongues of fire
So blight it melts my sanity
In a pyre of mad laughter

Hypotheses, conjectures, suppositions
Mixed in a black cauldron
Inbound by magical power
A stew of boiling vapors ascending
Exhaling from my body
Manifestation of madness
Brain waves converted into spiritual energy
Rendering me insane for all to see

Ideas possess me
I can see they are not mine
Maybe from another department
Of my shattered mind
I am bound to their will
The only version of reality i can afford
A faulty perception of real facts and solid matter

Before the Night is Over

Through the window of my appartment
I can see my worn-out face
In the thin glass weak reflection
Sprinkled by raindrops as fat as bullets

My bleak coat was as black as the night
Stained with the blood
Of all the women I failed to protect
Mine were filled with the missing scotch
That used to taunt me from inside that bottle 

Now dripping from the table
Fallen like a chessboard king
Enough to fuel the self-pity of a pathetic fool

In a labyrinth of questions and dead-end streets
My mind kept playing tricks on me
Ended up indulging insane thoughts
Of betrayal and conspiracies
About things i am too stupid to comprehend

A smaller table holds the picture of my dead wife
Along with a flame licking on a palid candle
Which caresses her angel's sad face with the same tenderness
On the drawer hides a pistol heavy with sins
Pointing at me as if bound to my guilty consciousness

I pick the cold metal piece in the zeal of an avenging valkyrie
Venturing myself into the concrete jungle
Could feel the heart beat of the city in my feet
Or was it mine, now pumped with an adrenaline rush
Was numb for so long, that i forgot what it meant to be alive
Only the urge to kill had brought me the will to survive another night

I bid farewell to each of my bullets 

Because before the night is over
They will be angels of doom and downfall
Open wide the jaws of hell
There will be a handful of souls sinking in
Before the night is over

I merge into the darkness
To find the psychopath that once was my brother in arms
The last bullets have our names carved on them by blood
And in blood they will be delivered 

I can finally rest with my family
Before the night is over

Mother Lucy

Early on
Mom taught me about Lucy
She whispered to me horrors
They were real to me
As they seem to her

Whispers about demons
With her hypnotic glance
With her psychotic eyes
Burned my youth away
Frozen my spine cold

Early on
I learned her dark arts about insanity
That made me forget about innocence

I mourn those days that i never had
Mom didn't buy me toys or cars to play with
Instead she fed me her paranoias and obsessions
Young John soon is replaced by Melancholic Vincent
Less one brother to grief, rejoice... for he didn't saw what become of me

Nómada

Há tanto que me arrasto
Neste mundo forasteiro
Que tanto estranho
Sou obra do acaso
Acto vão de outrem
Ninguém me perguntou nada

Se queria existir

Não vim de meu passo
Trouxeram-me à força

Para um sitio inóspito
Terra de Ninguém

Espectro e quimera
Vivo neste mundo
Mas habito outra realidade

Deambulo em multidões

Incrédulas que ali passei
Entre gente demente
Pensam eles que sou um deles
Sem saberem quem são eles

Night Mara

Darkness scatters outside
Soporific torpor
Dormants the soul inside
Deadliest sin of sloth

A Bad Moon is Rising

Mara enters the room
Watches the dead-aware
Infused in a coma sleep
And then she smirked

A Bad Moon is Rising

Mystified in dreams of night
Embraced the chest
Suspend the breath
Delay the dread

Mara's still in the room
Mad man's fantasy
Little children's play
Little children's wimp
Mad man's stay
Succumbed to succubus's love
Incubated in incubus's lust

A Bad Moon is Rising

Feito à imagem de Deus

As vezes perco-me
Nesta vastidão de ser
Descendo à inconsistência de minha consciência
Pelo meio interpelo uma multidão de pensamentos
Ouvem-se o eco de vozes trepidas
Zombadoras, quase proféticas
Fazem-me esquecer que sou um só
Vontades distintas emergem
Disseminam-se como um cancro maligno

Arbítrio é uma ilusão da qual me alimento
Agarro-me a ela, como a única recordação que ficou
Pedaço de Outrora, lembra-me de que fora feito à imagem de Deus
Mas o estranho reflectido no Presente
É um assassino do Pretérito Perfeito

Metamorphosis

A hundred swords impaled my heart
They left no wound in my chest
There werent red drenched in the carpet
Not a drop of blood tainted the floor
But the pain stabbed me with no mercy
The tender tissue torn apart by ache

Cold laws of irreversibility
Wrong choices made permanent
Regret as the final punishment

Beyond recall we look back
A petrified look of grief
Watch the sequential events
That led to our demise
Mourn who we were
Before the choices were made

We bemoan the loss of ourselves
The fracture in time
A one-way-looking glass
Divides the awareness of anticlimax
From the nescience of remorse

We die and live again as something else
With no chance of saying good-bye to our former-self
With no chance of warning about the errors he's about to make

Raiva Lacerante

Desejos negados
Vontade ardente
Gritos calados
Fúria se acende

Limão puro
Queima e amarga
Corrói tudo
Afiada adaga

O Manto da Noite

Na escuridão vagueio em devaneios
Apenas no silêncio desvendo
Melodias de paz eterna

Em sôfrego suspiro
Me rendo a sonhos devagar
Navego em pensamentos flutuantes
Embalado na tranquila ilusão
De Tempo e Morte derrotados

Lunática noite me protege
Esqueço por momentos
A maldição da efemeridade
Fingindo não existir
Nunca perecível
Sustenho respiração até madrugada
Quando a escuridão da luz
É imperatriz sobre o maldito Homem