Thrystan

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Miere si lapte

by Thrystan on Aug.19, 2009, under Poezii

Suntem sclavi intr-o lume care nu ne iubeste
Si ne-a zamislit pentru a ne distruge si creste
Dar crestem in ura , si o innoim cu fiecare crima
Facem moarte deodata si fara durere, din stima

De ce ma atinge o crima cand nu sunt cel ranit?
De ce o mana poate ucide pe cel ce l-a hranit?
Am fost creati perfect, perfectul a fost sters
Facuti o vie fresca , o jungla rea, n-a mers…

Si iubim mai mult arma,caci cel de langa fuge
Ne apara iubirea, caci rau e sa versi sange
De am sti sa fim “noi”, nu cate-unul ce plange
Izolarea-i armura, dar cand fugi ea te strange

Si te-apasa constiinta de a nu fi facut mai nimic
Si te-apasa o rana, desi nu ai fost macar ranit
Caci tu mergi c-un ochi in spate, atent la soapte
Iti crezi cutitul infipt de mult in tine,si clipa vine

Caci te trezesti dimineata si nu mai esti tu langa tine
Nu mai ai reflexie in oglinda, ai uitat ce e bine
Ratacit cazi intr-o balta de sange,ce nu-i al tau
Te citesti ca o stire ce prezice trecutul cel rau

Ei bine lumea-i o panoplie si luam toti o felie
Otravita cu buna stiinta, ne dam si ne luam o nefiinta
Nu-mi pasa ca lumea asta a expirat,nu eram invitat
Era perfecta si nu v-ati dorit mai mult,ati ratat
V-a creat ce-ati creat, ca un ecou ce s-a intors depravat

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Love wrapped in rose aesthetic

by Thrystan on Aug.19, 2009, under Poezii

They say : “I’d lie for you ”
They say: “I’d cry for you”
I say : “I’d fuck you good”
You wanna eat that shit?
All lies of love sick stories
All coke wrapped up in worries
And worms that glitter starring
In films of tears, varying
A she to love a him
So dumb believe this shit!
It’s new and wrapped in rose
And love has no defeat
But lovers like to pose
And linger at their feet
I see it right through me
I’ve known cliche for long
I’ve known the way to be
When faking her a song
To seem to her so struck
To kiss her just to fuck
To write her just to bleed
To give her in the need
So dead, so dead…now
This feeling makes me sick
It makes me wanna shout
And beat God with a stick
For givin’ us the feeling
A bit before the brain
Restraining me the needing
Presenting me the pain
Far rusted to be human
I am a beast love fired
In chase of just a woman
This fuck-hunt got me tired
For days I would just bleed
Exchanging now my soul
Exchanging way of human
And tasting angel seed
I’d save the world from me
And cure you all of hate
I’d wrap my death in rose
And name it love …for fate.

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Suflet incandescent

by Thrystan on Aug.13, 2009, under Poezii

Ma simt ca un vultur, fara de iluzii
Sigur doar de sine, alb in albe-infuzii
Strabatand eterul , divulgand netaine
Imbracand din lume doar un ceriu-n haine

Ma intampin si ma-ntamplu in doar inaltimi
Astrii verzi , un astru negru, un reper as fi
Scufundat in grea plutire, sinucis de indecis
Afundat in cea gandire, intr-un zbor rotat,inchis

Ar fi nevoia de aer, de zbor , de distante
Nevoia din sange-mi, de doi ani, prin transe
Si cum de stiu de sunt satul cand n-am ajuns?
Decat un templu de prea sus, totusi ascuns

Nu ma puteti opri, sarut galaxia prin aripi
Explod’ in stele, ma eschivez de ploi, alti timpi
E lumea mea etern de aer, cu oxigenul pur
Un Rai de suier si de vaier ce prinde azi contur

Nu ma intorc pe soluri sa fiu infipt…noroi
Alunec in straluciul , ma pierd fara de voi
Si-i trist , conduc doar mine, in ast’ zbor rotator
Nu stol, nici chiar amicii, un zbor mai ganditor

Viteza maniacala cu sangele chiar pana la ochi
Un rosu de intens-ameteala, cutremur, deochi
Sunt vestea nescrisa, si gandul ce inca-i chitit
Viteza incinsa, si-n ceruri si zboruri un vultur parlit…

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Revolution Eden

by Thrystan on Aug.13, 2009, under Poezii

We’re the sour sorrow show of spit puppets
Call me your wasteland , I saw the light
When everyone were jokers playing trumpets
I called my teens and sickos for the fight

Say you named it revolution and banner my bone
Behind all regression from monkeys to home
I fuckin recruited a wave full of x-es and zeros
A vaccinic riddance of you all no-good heros

Burn the flags and torch my scent in honor
The satanic butchers’ll be your guides
To a place of tv less pain , perhaps free horror
Where the limping one so nicely strides

I have an Eden , where I’m keeper
I gave ‘em bubble gum and playboy
They were so christian and suicidal
They treated St John like a toy

It might be drugs parohially speaking
But I’m still praying to the mud
I might be an actor porno peeking
Where heaven is live, reporter God

Why did I change the angel wings to bikini?
And why the marthyrs sip martini?
This is the new renovated revo Eden
Where the one with nimbus harping’s demon

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Zeita corupta

by Thrystan on Aug.10, 2009, under Poezii

Soarta albastra deschide-ti mormantul spre mine
Sa vad cum miresele danseaza stinse
Sa vad cat timp mi-a mai ramas
Sa fiu un mire inecat in sange

Zeita inghetata in alb
Deschide-ti sufletul spre mine
Pietrifica-mi fiinta cu ochii tai albastri
Fa-ma una cu cerul din care ai coborat

Fie ca jertfa mea sa-ti fie pura ascensiune
Zeita alba si divina,
Zeita mea, zeita cruda
Zeita draga, zeita nuda
Dumnezeul meu feminin

Ingroapa-ma intre lacrimile tale dulci
Si in buzele din care arunci porunci
Zeita, ucide-ma in sarutari interzise
Porunceste cerului sa murim printre vise

Acopera-mi ochii cu sanii tai albi
Si muritorul nu va primi
Atat de mult , nici macar in Rai
Dar in Iad, eu voi stii a primi

Sa cadem impreuna striviti de portile Raiului
Poleiti cu aur, pacatosi si banali
Alunecand in pacat, devenind carnali
In dragoste inlantuiti prin carnea umana

Raneste-ma zeita si ne vom umili in ceruri
Dezbracati de aripi si despuiati de carne
Rastigniti pentru convingeri placute
Dedicati unei iubiri intense, obsedante , crunte

Gazduieste-ma in fiinta ta regeasca , divina
Coloreaza tavanul universului meu inecat in lacrimi
Hai sa pacatuim impreuna in mireasma de iad
Haide cu mine, sa cadem, sa nu mai cad…

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E.U.thanised

by Thrystan on Aug.10, 2009, under Poezii

A sick suffering anathem of the falling Terra
They who give us bread, we can shape their era
A long hand quickly patting the abandoned
The E.U.thanised strongly organized, defended
We’ve been fed with pie and a touch of anthrax
Fuck the Nation’s E.U. those with no paid sex?!

I wanna smoke the weed and grow my children hippies
To bomb the E.U. buildings and blame it on the sixties
How do you feel when the lights are out and I am in?
I escaped from therapy and the E.U. I have made my sin
Sad old-looking faces fucking other people’s wives
Ministerial worms polishing my mama’s knives

Dressed in a Barbie U.N soldier I am sailing in a jungle
Chasing an euro to cut its balls and crush its value
You suffer from amnesia when I hit your fat head
I unplugged the E.U. boss from the bribe machine
I surprised the Nations all in the same bed
With some NATO asses licking shit of keen

Diiiie! E.U.thanised by my endless murdering
Mass of stuck up countries bordered by a whore
You’re dry and so sick of my pilfering
We’re dark and much sailing to a land with no shore
I have a little country, so rich and full of shit
An anthem of weak people, a dogma of defeat
We want to join the E.U. and be a star on flags
You’re shitting in refuse and banning us like fags…

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Gloante oarbe

by Thrystan on Aug.08, 2009, under Poezii

Razboiul a inceput si doare fiecare secunda
Fiece zgomot de mortar si arma ma inunda
Am pierdut controlul fiintei mele, ma arunc
Inca un Iisus pierdut , fara a fi fost prunc

E moarte-n stanga si-n dreapta se moare iara
Esti in razboi mereu, chiar de privesti afara
Si oameni cad, desi sunt jos, aluneca incet
Spre iad sau rai, sau poate gloria unui dement

Floarea-i strivita de-un tanc cu lunecari inabile
Un suflet se zbate in trap in doua lumi instabile
Acum si ingerii merita sa moara, sub tiruri
Acum doar demonii sunt aici si cer biruri

Razboiul este om ,nu arma, nu este mecanic
Si dainuie de cand lumea, de cand tragic
Caci dinte-i pentru dinte si ochiul pentru ochi
Un demon da citate si noi citim, dar orbi

Lupta nu mai este-n sine si arma este goala
Te simti un virus unic, dar lepadat de boala
Ah suntem mici cu totii, gloante sacrificate
Trase prin teava vietii , de alt om despicate…

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Poisonous together

by Thrystan on Aug.08, 2009, under Poezii

I am abandoned on a ship with us two
And see the fakeness of love and trust
This is not our music , it is not our blue
Our love is forbidden and bitten by dust

We’re joined in pain and joined in ending
Like two middle fingers in a two-hand shaking
So cut by the will and kissed by our fending
I want it to end, i want you to end!

You crush me like a bug in such love overdose
I don’t do this for money, nor beauty or fuck
You like to just mock me and stay just to pose
I did it for fun got ran out of it , got ran out of luck

I had a pair of dreams and a pair of tears
The pair that gave me the winning cards
A pair not fair from faith and no fears
We’re staring re-paired like bunch of retards

You built me a statue to rust it in peace
I gave you a kiss to so sweet go away
You gave me the world but i had got no keys
I entered your body not pleasing….to slay

Kiss me tonight as this is a fake picture
Smile with me so we don’t seem grotesque
Embrace me and let us become one creature
We depend on covered faces, and I’ve got no mask…

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Sunetul unei culori

by Thrystan on Aug.05, 2009, under Poezii

Lasa viata sa curga, cu-ale sale culori
Nu te ascunde o luna, fiindca tot ai sa mori
Fie de-i rosu mereu, sau de-ai negru cuget
Oglinda iti spune ca viata-i a ta, doar un zambet

Ca si cum ai venit, dar plecarea ti-ar fi inainte
Ca si cum ai stii tot, insa in suflet, nu in minte
Sah mat in albul ochilor ce mint mereu, trist
Opacul gandirii celui ce in viata e doar un turist

Pierd altitudine in viata asta cu zi , inca o zi
Electrizat de platitudinea ei , atentez in a simti
Tu stii? Ai o inima, bate, si doi ochi, si tu vezi
Ai un suflet , o minte, ea se bate, tu crezi

Prea divin e ritmul , traiul , sa-nteleg ce este viata
Verde, galben, rosu, negru, marioneta-si are ata
Zboara pe-o paleta, o gama incinsa de note,culori
Gandeste ca-o boare de viata nu-i mereu de flori

Zefir, austru, vanturi, ramuri ce se zbat neincetat
Un vultur, graur, ce in zborul cu avant ieri ne-au lasat
Sa plutim pe unde albe, doar cand soarele ne-apune
Noi muncim cu sare, doare, vorba buna cin ne spune?

E-o scanteie nestiuta, ce se afla intre noi, minune
Cand un orb ce s-a nascut ce-i culoare stie, spune
Si cand surdul cant’ chitara si –ntelege al sau vantur’
Oare prostul si-are viata, chiar traind fara de ganduri?

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Yell of war

by Thrystan on Aug.05, 2009, under Poezii

Little boy ran down by a tank!
Little family on the verge of a crack!

Global wars for all the televised misshaps
Politician mouthing out religious craps
Out of arms, the men start yelling “War!’
We bleed and we die, just out of the ordinary bore
And it’s daily a bath in holocaust, human gore

Little boy ran down by a tank!
Little family on the verge of a crack!
Grab a gun and shape this jungle!
Crack their illusionistic struggle!

Melting down plutonium cores, Chernobyl
Released viruses intentionally , Aids’ mobile
Computer viruses killing our funds, gone
Government policies out for sale, for a gun
C4, Claymore, Berreta, Ak, Dragunov, grenade
Give the poor no food, just a warhead to fade!

Little boy ran down by a tank!
Little family on the verge of a crack!
Grab a gun and shape this jungle!
Crack their illusionistic struggle!

You rebel, and we yell, never tell on t.v.
They will sell our struggle, must not see!
Never give us the cure for cancer, but a cancer 2
You’re the sickness that infects all, worldwide flu
Fuck the money, forget the sins, kill yourselves
This ain’t a commercial movie, no peace or elves…

Little boy ran down by a tank!
Little family on the verge of a crack!
Grab a gun and shape this jungle!
Crack their illusionistic struggle!

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