Mare Lacrimarum Æternum

Mare Lacrimarum Æternum

Sic transit pœna vitæ,
        sic hoc mare æternum,
        orb lacrimarum
        in custdodiā Neptuni
        sine morte, hoc regnum.
     In quo ex Inferis
        ad altum Olympum,
        ubi animam obliviscitur,
        pater bestiarum regebatur

Extra urbes, iuxta ventum
        ac ad portas cordium;
        sine amore, verbis;
        solum de Plutone,
        sed non de Neptuno,
        caritatem habebo.
     Nunquam ante nobis
        oportunitates redibunt
        quia vita nostra
        in tutela Fortunæ
        
Ante aquā ultra cœlum
        volat fides
        sed sibi dicam
        noli amare,
        noli redire.
     Victorem non habebo
        lacrimas e mortibus
        relinquo.

A Bullet For My Valentine story II

II.- ROAD TO NOWHERE

Where are you going now? Your mind's so numb and clustered, the road's empty despite the tenths of souls around you, and whether you realize in you conscious remains the picture of the one allegedly only, supposed to have been the ultimate though with words was ultimated by your lips, the same ones used to be blazing and burner, those that burned to ashes blue feelings and hopes. Who the fuck are you? You don't even know it indeed, or what other reason for an escape? What other explanation can you turn in to the aethers? No, can't; ain't that the reason you rode your bike outta that old moisty county in the middle of nothing?

By paying the place to the old woman with 3 cats and a dyslexia seemed like you already did what was expected, the 15 bocks might've paid a noon, a sentence rather than a pleassurable catharsis - the smell of the artifitial carrot-coloured hair of that elder remains with you, as well as the sheets not cleaned in 15-days with dropplets of who knows what and the dust buring the tears of the foolish who accompained you to seal her own fate into oblivion. Fool.

You can't even get rid of dust and waste gotten from the entrance, it remains in you black leathered boot right boot, a sratch in your no-sleeve black shirt as evidence of what happened before, the nails left a mark for you to remember the sins now you pay. Hide, go ahead and hide beneath sunglasses and a helmet, within loud whispers of people running about. Some words come out as you drive as if distance could ever break the seal for leaving has always been a joker in your games of power, what do you say? Say it louder, c'on you dumbass, afraid of rejection? The same rejection used by you solely as an hour and a half entertainment, so funny how the lucky numbers played against you and funny how the table turns. Keep going, you're going nowhere since you're nothing and left nothing but pain and destrction in that room 409.

Осколки

Я рядом с берегами остался без надежд и без рая, без огня и без тебя, оставишь лишь только боль и печальность уйдёшь твердя "я не рождён чтоб остановить рядом", ты это сказал после нежных слов любви (?) а тогда находятся все дни и ночи сообщениями по интернету? За то всё было?

Мы лишь друзья, конечно, если ты всегда это узнал почему отдал меня крыльей? Чтоб им разрушать тишией и огнём тьмы? Каждая ночь и ночь за ночью, каждый день и день за днём, о тебе думал, придумывал и честно мечтал но смотрю назад, в дорогу шагами моих ильюций с тобой; это знаешь и трудно понимать и понять ты ко мне обернёшься нет!

Нет чувств внутри, нет улыбк в губах моих; просто слёзы остались ним. ВЕРНИ МНЕ ПРОШЛОЕ СЧАСТЬЕ!

A Bullet For My Valentine story I

A short story inspired in the songs' titles of Bullet For My Valentine not by default according fully to the lyrics...enjoy!

INTRO

You are by the shores, between the solitude of a street with nothing at all and the aeternity of the tides and waves leading to something unknown, something allmighty; right there you stand and contemplate up the mythical aethers at twillight, you wonder, with dry and silent tears, could you ever turn back from where you've just came and undo the sins. You blame yourself...indeed you're guilty for the cold-blooded horrific crime, not to flesh but to soul.

Where will you go? When will you cease the tender deceit and ill pleassure? The mindache burns your insides - the guts beneath your flesh burn and rash, cut and choke; the acid takes the stream and you feel how it devores every drop of blood, every inch of flesh, every sip of soul; the hghway of veins is drawn in your mind by pain though nothing at all ever happened, it's all about what you did, what you said, what you will never ever shut up, you unleashed a daemon and it coocks your guts wrapped by the escence of the yield you oughta offer...don't want it ah?, way to late, you crushed innocent hopes, your own self can't take it, pay!

Yet the clouds of storm haven't move at all, the pest you are is just something you now know...so you turn back, to your machine, with a company exchanged by moans and tears, into a road to nowhere.

Nox Æterna

Nox Æterna

Solares destellos que palidecen,
con sus negros fríos ojos cálidos,
cubren a mis sollozos inválidos
sobre el fulgor que abajo resplandece

Son ellos, pecado que no parece,
luceros nocturnales y pálidos
pues por el lustre de Plutón, cálidos;
¿serán anhelo que no desvanece?

En su abismo surgió el otro anhelo
de que forjase orgulloso destino
con los ojos que guardan a Caronte.

E allende este invierno eterno, vuelo,
alejome del rechazo mezquino,
ya esta esperanza es sólo impotente...

Emilio

Æmilius

Por la ambrosía sideral ungidos

e de gran fuerza dioses han provisto
so cativar la piedad que conquisto,
la fuente de esos anhelos perdidos

Dos ojos por luz nocturna cernidos

con brillos e lustre allende Calisto,

mas los suyos d'entre todos he visto,
pues lumbre son aquestos tan garridos.

Es aquel quien en nombre lleva gloria,

profunda es en sus ojos la entereza;
yace en ellos la grandeça de Publio

Fulgurando, fulgurante memoria

cuando en ellos vi invicta fortaleza,

es él, el de amable epíteto: Emilio

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