Algunas veces no es grato ser bueno. Ser bueno puede llegar a ser algo horrible. Y te lo digo sabiendo que quizá te parezca una afirmación muy contradictoria. Qué quiere Dios? El bien o que uno elija el camino del bien? Quizás el hombre que elige el mal es, en cierto modo, mejor que aquel a quien se le impone el bien.

lunes, 17 de agosto de 2009

Snuff

Bury all your secrets in my skin
Come away with innocence, and leave me with my sins
The air around me still feels like a cage
And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again…

So if you love me, let me go.
And run away before I know.
My heart is just too dark to care,
I can’t destroy what isn’t there.
Deliver me into my fate
If I’m alone I cannot hate
I don’t deserve to have you
My smile was taken long ago
If I can change I hope I never know

I still press your letters to my lips
And cherish them in parts of me that savor every kiss.
I couldn’t face a life without your light
But all of that was ripped apart… when you refused to fight.

So save your breath, I will not hear
I think I made it very clear
You couldn’t hate enough to love.
Is that supposed to be enough?
I only wish you weren’t my friend
Then I could hurt you in the end.
I never claimed to be a Saint…
My own was banished long ago
It took the death of hope to let you go

So break yourself against my stones
And spit your pity in my soul.
You never needed any help,
You sold me out to save yourself
And I won’t listen to your shame
You ran away - you’re all the same
Angels lie to keep control
My love was punished long ago
If you still care, don’t ever let me know
If you still care, don’t ever let me know