3 weeks for Wacken!!!!! I'm going to Germany!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SUMMER BREEZE and WACKEN 2008... I will go!!!!!!!!!! Let us?

Para a Naty!!!!!!!!!!

Wacken Open Air - Faltam 165 dias





Show do Carcass vai ser foda.

VOX VICTIMAE
Augusto dos Anjos


Morto! Consciência quieta haja o assassino
Que me acabou, dando-me ao corpo vão
Esta volúpia de ficar no chio
Fruindo na tabidez sabor divino!

Espiando o meu cadáver ressupino,
No mar da humana proliferação,
Outras cabeças aparecerão
Para compartilhar do meu destino!

Na festa genetlíaca do Nada,
Abraço-me com a terra atormentada
Em contubérnio convulsionador...

E ai! Como é boa esta volúpia obscura
Que une os ossos cansados da criatura
Ao corpo ubiqüitário do Criador!

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Sempre é bom ler algo do Augusto dos Anjos

I began restoration of my Camaro Type LT 1974, soon I put new pictures.


A Dead Poem
Rotting Christ


Focus tomorrow's horizon
Sorrow means no future
Cover my face
With my guilty hands

It's the season the tress die
The birds don't sing anymore
The rivers never come back
Nature dies out

This tragic figure
Destined to hurt never heal
What end can save me
What good gives me an end

Nothing is innocent
Nothing is fair
I keep wondering
How did I end up like this

First passion
Now is lost
A dramatic dead story
I killed all I have

My sadness is
Translated into madness
I spell meaningless words
A poem for sorrow and death

Vinder Fra En Ensom Grav
Dimmu Borgir


En høyreist ridder vender hjem
Over himmel til himmel på en selvgjort bro
Fra den endelige tvekamp mot lysets prest
For nå til sist å gå til ro

Se der i fjellbrisens indre
Hvor dets liv har søkt ly for en sol
Som omsider vil mørkne med den evige natt
Og hindre en verden i (å) blomstre og gro

Se der i øyets satire
Hvor rester av godhet jages på flukt
Og vindes vekk i en åpen grav
Til den siste tenning av lys er slukket

Med kraftige hugg i menneske skaller
Frydes den rytter i årvåken dis
Himmelhøyt, vandrende over sin stjerne
Skottende på en jord dekket i is

Over utallige faldne menn
Som sådde livets spirende korn
Streifer han vekk fra den siste krig
Den mektigste fyrste, den blodige torn



Wacken 2008 - Carcass Reunion

Lycanthropy
Six Feet Under


The blood of the wolf
infects my body
in the night hear the howling
screaming, flesh chewed the bone
bleeding, eternal horror

dying in the darkness
now one of us
bitten by the wolf
now one of us

When the moon is full
And the night comes down
Fear all unnatural sounds
Humain beast, animal
Curse of the lycanthrope

dying in the darkness
Now one of us
bitten by the wolf
Now one of us

Carnivorous
lust for human flesh
legacy of blood
Another victim

Carnivorous
lust for human flesh
legacy of blood
infected dead

the blood of the wolf
infets my body
in the night, hear the howling
screaming, flesh chewed to the bone
bleeding, eternal horror
When the moon is full
And the night comes down
Fear all unnatural sounds
Humans beast, animal
Curse of the lycanthrope

Black Winter Day
Amorphis



This is how the lucky feel
How the blessed man think
Like a daybreak in spring
The sun on a spring morning
Like the flat brink of a cloud
Like a dark night in autumn

But how do I feel in my gloomy depths?

This is how the lucky feel
How the blessed man think
Like a daybreak in spring
Like the flat brink of a cloud
Like a dark night in autumn
A black winter day

This is how the lucky feel
How the blessed man think
Like a daybreak in spring
The sun on a spring morning
Like the flat brink of a cloud
Like a dark night in autumn
A black winter day
No darker than that
Gloomier than an autumn night

A black winter day

COMPREI MEU V8.... Camaro Type Lt 1974