tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-109647482011-04-22T05:32:29.888+01:00voxmachinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949795898083428877noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10964748.post-1143673221974982282006-03-29T23:56:00.000+01:002006-03-30T00:01:08.536+01:00Decision takes a man above,<br />and that is why we can grow up...<br />As i am a prison inside myself,<br />religion and guilt are in my head...<br /><br />...i swallow the pain inside...<br />...I kill myself and try to get away...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10964748-114367322197498228?l=voxmachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>voxmachinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949795898083428877noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10964748.post-1118812757718892802005-06-15T05:35:00.000+01:002006-03-29T23:55:11.456+01:00<div style="color: #FFFFFF;" ><br />I see the shame in the mirror,<br />i see it in my eyes...<br />I´ve tried to reach me on the other side,<br />But myself is so far away...<br /><br />I´ve looked, i´ve touched, i´ve seen it all before,<br />i crave my soul...<br /><br />- Do you remember now? - A voice says.<br />- Will you surrender now?<br />- Will you take your lies?<br />- Will you cry and die boy?<br /><br />He´s on the other side!<br /><br />I remember,<br />when the days were so much brigther,<br />lies couldn´t get over truth,<br />a smile was an open heart,<br />a kiss was a candy box...<br /><br />- Do you remember now? - A voice says.<br />- Will you surrender now?<br />- Will you take your lies?<br />- Will you cry and die boy?<br /><br />He´s on the other side!<br /><br />Crawl ... to achieve it...<br />Deny ... because he can´t see the other side...<br />It stays frenetic so he takes what he can deny...<br /><br />- Here´s what you can´t deny!<br />- Yeah! Take what you can´t deny!<br /><br />- Do you remember now?<br /> - Will you surrender now?<br /> - Will you take your lies?<br /> - Will you cry and die boy?<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10964748-111881275771889280?l=voxmachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>voxmachinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949795898083428877noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10964748.post-1118808766062769282005-06-15T04:55:00.000+01:002006-03-29T23:55:27.923+01:00<img src="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/300W/fs7.deviantart.com/i/2005/165/2/7/The_Black_Box_by_voxmachina.gif" alt="" /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">An entrance is an exit thus that you walk for it;<br />In a lie there´s a truth that you cannot escape...<br />If you walk it on your own, you´ll be getting closer to yourself,<br />because the light won´t come over if you don´t want to die...<br /><br />A soul is a glass empty just waiting to get fulled;<br />A carcass is in all that it finds that they´re hollow,<br />If you break it all alone, you´ll be getting more complete;<br />because the shadow shines on every man that does not care...<br /><br />You see it coming but you´re afraid.<br />The spine will get cold, and you´re allone...<br /><br />While some will try to get you,<br />just upon the exit,<br />you just have to stay awake...<br /><br />Enlarge your thoughts and flie away;<br />go trough the hills and the old man will tell you what is true.<br />The eyes will cry;<br />the soul will raise into the sky...<br /><br />While some will try to get you,<br />just upon the exit,<br />you just have to stay awake...<br /><br />------------------------------------------------<br />The BlackBox<br />(or “empty organism” if you prefer it)<br />------------------------------------------------<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10964748-111880876606276928?l=voxmachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>voxmachinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949795898083428877noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10964748.post-1118632013365488542005-06-13T03:53:00.000+01:002005-06-13T04:11:21.966+01:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><img src="http://billy.cultkitsch.org/outside/mistery.jpg" alt="" height="50%" width="50%" /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">And they´ve tried to make it better,</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" ><br />to be an average middle class package...</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" ><br />As soon as the hole in my soul started to bleed;</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" ><br />someone else´s dreams were broken and the eagle started to fly...</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" ><br />...it flies with no fear; it knows no way...</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" ><br /><br />The sun awaits for him to prove he is worthy;</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" ><br />a glass of water waits in the ancient lake;</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" ><br />and a purple apple to be eaten...</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10964748-111863201336548854?l=voxmachine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>voxmachinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07949795898083428877noreply@blogger.com0