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As quiet as silence, as loud as noise
she was the violence without any voice
proud to be stronger, she wanted to win
now she`s lower than anyone's ever been.

FAKE

So here is the one who took my head
white snow in summer
so this is the book I've read
I have read no other

so there is my precious love
my priestess, my mother
so there she flies high above
why should I bother?

this time she will fall down
this time she will end up dead
this time she'll turn into a clown
and people will tear off her head

so there goes the one who takes
she's no nearer
so there lies the queen that fakes
the picture in the mirror.

BE THE ONE WHO TAKES

Give me more of your hate
give me some of your pain
my true god is too late
I am almost insane

Take my time, it's all yours
here's my name, you are me now
this was one of my souls
just kiss my toes, bow

Give me a little more tears
give me your enemy list
they can cut off my ears
I already feel their fists

Take my smile, I don't care
use it whenever you want
prove you innocence, dare
be the one that you can't.

SOMETHING NEW

I always wanted to write stories. The reason why I haven't written any was that I had no time for writing and that English didn't suit me quite as well as Slovak. So I have decided to start a new blog with my stories in it. Quite random stories, mainly from my own experience. Nothing special. :). And it will all be written in Slovak, so if anyone who knows the language is interested, just read. Of course this blog will reamin without changes. That is all I wanted to say, so have a nice day everybody! Oh, and I should provide a link, right?

CHAOTICKA SVINA

MY FINGERS INSIDE YOUR THROAT

Like a discarded piece of you
I am put aside from the rest
like an insignificant view
or a never opened chest

like a feather swept away
to the utter darkness
it's like the world's going to change
but nothing ever changed less

Taste my fingers inside your throat
vomit my inside, vomit my thought
feel the panic inside your head
you'll end up screaming in an unknown bed.

I AM YOU

I confess I am meaningless
my head hangs down low
the future is merciless
with swords from unknown

in my brain there's a chaos mess
but I play my role
I have nothing, not more or less
these dreams have a hole

they talk about holiness
they talk about souls
but when they undress
your eyes must be closed

I am you!

Now we're falling down
into our own fear
price of our lives
the one of many
Now we fall apart
in tiny tears
we are so surprised
to see ourselves here.