Ya no entiendo lo que nos está pasando. ¿Por dónde vamos? ¿Qué somos uno del otro? ¿De verdad confías en mí ( Read more... )

My guts out, out of perception, have chased optical illusions for too long, and for the lack of a watch my hours wonder behind me, stealing each one an idea ( Read more... )

i paint you on the cross, darts, red and white, pure, blood, bets, another wall in another bar where Jesus hangs up sad while we drink and smoke, mature against a rebellion against humanity. Lost, not making sense, but happy on a desert while the sun comes down, orange and purple in the sky. Or is it just waking up above the gold sands? A life to ( Read more... )

Birds sing at 3 in the morning in front of my glass, moving the world around their enchantment chant while everybody shuts off into automatic to pretend there is nothing out there… when the sands come to cover the concrete there is nothing to do, just survive, just survive and fit into it, as day- walkers, daydreamers, sand walkers. What are they ( Read more... )

It’s the smell of a broken man ( Read more... )

My head explodes every time I look in the mirror ( Read more... )

Lyrics by Calaca ( Read more... )

There are times in which I don't understand this world, and I just try to convince myself that nothing is anywhere. That if I close my eyes, it is all ok. Filth. I wake up one morning in my filthy appartment, a bottle with me on my bed. But I never had a drink. Why do I feel so sick? Is it the morning comming in through my ripped off window, or ( Read more... )

Alguna vez vagué por las calles con el paso lento y la mirada perdida. En mi mente se revolvían demonios, de mi pasado y mi presente. Demonios que me robaban con cada paso mi futuro. No era nadie, no valía nada ( Read more... )

Imagine a thin courtain freely on the sky, so delicate that you can believe it is an illusion. So thin that it lets your imagination fly with the full image of a silver disk, perfect silver carved in the black mantle. Like witnessing the wings of an angel, like believing again ( Read more... )