“We are like roses that have never bothered to bloom when we should have bloomed and it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting”.

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Jun 11


Dedicatória cravejada de rubis:


Claro que vais dizer se quero provar.

Claro que vais tomar o lugar de relevo e, de máscara bem colocada, revelarás toda a tua abjecta piedade, como se Deus te tivesse deixado a chave.

Claro que queres as minhas veias para as encheres do teu estrume. 

E, vais olhar como as hienas para dentro dos meus olhos, com fome, muita fome, fome de que me vista de camurça e te atapete o chão.

Delicadas picadas ofertam estes reis sem trono pela calada da noite e, quando amanhece, visitam-nos de sorriso peçonhento e oferecem-nos toalhas de linho com mãos que não sabem sentir.

Pára, escuta e olha: eu não quero saber, eu quero que tu e tu e mais tu e todos esses teus tu semelhantes, que usam da mesquinhez para atingir o clímax, se

 f-o-d-a-m- 

Ou achas que eu saí ontem do meu ovo ou achas que quando sorrio não te vejo?

A porcaria, como diriam os Mão Morta, a porcaria que vejo caminha por todos os lados.

Portanto, feita a dedicatória vejam-se ao espelho sorriam e guardem as vossas maçãs de rubi na cesta porque as costas desta moça são feitas de olhos sem pálpebras.


God Given


Hey man

please don't make a sound

take a look around

can't you see what's right in front of you?


have a little taste

no more time to waste

you don't want to get left behind, because it's all coming down right now

 

now - how hard is it to see?

put your faith in me

I sure wouldn't want to be

praying to the wrong piece of wood

 

you should

get where you belong

everything you know is wrong

come on, sing along everybody now

 

(God given)

 

and He gives us sight

and we see the light

and it burns so bright
now we know we're right


when His kingdom come
and Thy will be done
we have just begun
we're the chosen ones

 

I would never tell you anything that wasn't absolutely true that hadn't come right from
His mouth and He wants me to tell you


Wait

step into the light

how can this be right?

I'm afraid we're going to ask you to leave


guess you can not win

with the color of your skin

you won't be getting in to the Promised Land


besides

this is just another case

you people still don't know your place

step aside, out the way, wipe that look off your face


we are the divine

separated from the swine

come on, sing along everybody now

 

(God given)


and He gives us sight

and we see the light

and it burns so bright
now we know we're right


when His kingdom come
and Thy will be done
we have just begun
we're the chosen ones


and He gives us sight

and we see the light
and it burns so bright
now we know we're right


when His kingdom come
and Thy will be done
and the Father and the Holy Son
we're the chosen ones

 

I would never tell you anything that wasn't absolutely true that hadn't come right from

His mouth and He wants me to tell you

   

Lyrics by Nine Inch Nails/Letra da autoria dos Nine Inch Nails

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