Trionfal di nova spene
l´anima freme in celestial
crescente ardor
ed in
armonico vol già l´anima
va all´estasi d´amor

αγάπη και αίμα

Κάθε όπου υπάρχει τα ψέματα διαδίδουν επάνω στην οδό, στη, και ακόμη και στα ψεύτικα θερμά πρόσωπα που συναντάτε. Χρησιμοποιούν τα ψέματά τους που κρύβουν και τυφλά εσείς από η πικρή αλήθεια. Δεν έχουν καμία πραγματική ζωή. Λανθασμένα κατηγορώντας άλλα για τα ψεύτικα εγκλήματα αυτοί που σκοτώνονται αργά και τα θύματα με το γλυκό τους βρίσκεται. Τυλιγμένος επάνω στις ίδιες τις σκέψεις της σφοδρής επιθυμίας, φάρμακα, κουτσομπολιό, και προκαλώντας τις πάλες προετοιμάζουν τα hussies τους γρήγορα πηδώντας ένωση για τα εγκλήματά τους. Τα εγκλήματα που διαπράττονται πρόθυμα είναι τα ίδια με την αυτοκτονία. Μια ανύπαρκτη νύχτα μια εικόνα χρωματίζεται από ένα morbid μυαλό. Αυτή η ιστορία πραγματοποιείται μέσα ένα σπίτι στους νεκρούς της νύχτας. Τρεις έφηβοι και κορίτσια κάτω από ηλικίας με τη βοήθεια των ηγετών ομάδας τους αποφασισμένος για να πάρει υψηλός. Αναρριχούνται στη σκάλα που φαίνεται σε κενό σε έναν σκοτεινό φωταγωγό από τα κεριά σε κάθε πλευρά. Φθάνοντας στην κορυφή οι δύο ηγέτες πηγαίνουν πρώτα κάτω από τη μοιραία αυταπάτη μπορούν να πετάξουν. Από υπόλοιπο ακολουθεί δυστυχώς, μόνο ενός υπηρεσίες, ενώ ένα άγνωστο έβδομο πέθανε. Ο κεντρικός υπολογιστής ήταν για πάντα φοβησμένος και αλλαγμένος. Οι γονείς δεν μίλησαν ποτέ για αυτό που συνέβη, από φόβο μήπως τη μετάβαση παράφρων.

Love me,
my razor blade.

Peel my skin,
make me scream.

Sink so deep,
make me weep.

Cut my flesh,
make me bleed.

Take my life,
set me free.

Warrior of Soul... I love you.

I love you my warrior

This poem I write in the stars
Will make your sins remain in your veins
From the ashes to dust
I come to your darkness
To feed my black heart with your grief
Its delight my rage

So innocent like a flower

Ingeni egregia facinora sicut anima immortalia sunt
Ingenii amor neminem umquam divitem facit
Incertum est quo te loco mors exspectat; itaque tu illam omni loco exspecta
Inde irae et lacrimae
In Venere simper certan dolor et gaudium
In vino veritas
Imago animi sermo est
Imo pectore
Impedit ira animum ne possis cernere verum
Ignis quo claror fulsit citius exstinguitur

In your divine blood,
I'd crave your darkest gift
In your scars
I'd wake up your dread
The crystal tears you weep,
I'd taste them all

We wake up when twilight touch us
Our rapture of hunger is dancing in our bloody eyes
We lurked in the shadows
No one will see us in the light nor in the darkness
We erase every taint in our endlessly path
Our immortality is dead and bury it in lacuna

Remember, my Vampire Knight
You may be the enigma to the world
But still your asylum will drown in arms of victom
Soon you will let the nightmares gain every temptation you had it
Your rage will rise above the abyss
Ray of your beauty in reflection
We'll shatter every image in the mirror
Your doom will be in our hands
Like your wilt roses in gloomy garden

Relish in every pain you hunt
Worship the pleasure you conquer
Drink every night bloody wine to embrace your black heart
Give the angles the kiss of death
Put them in the cradle
Hear their last silent cry
Sing them the hymn for the last time...
Flail every their fragment of wings into dust

Long ago, when our souls danced wild by lake
We used to feel their fervent
Once we used to errant in the valey
Where we used to run and scream for joy

But now we let the dusk abuse us
Our memories are now lock deep down in the shelter of tomb
The place, where our names bleed in our epitaph
No one seems to crave to taste our lives
We are always alone
we enjoy in every moment of silence
we don't forsaken every moment of danger

Close your eyes, my Vampire Knight
Embrace our dead dreams
Sink our bittersweet hearts
Suck our venom bloods
Paint your pale lips with it
Touch our sacrament
(Forever we are in your heart
We'll follow your shadow)

Candles are weeping in our sweetest pain and dissapear
Whisper of wind is crawling under our shroud
We torn our crimson roses in flame's heart
Just in time to flay your grace
To shade all the tantrum you hold it dearly
And just in time to turn your soul into macabra

Omnia risus, omnia pulvis, et omnia nil est, omnes una manet nox.

Angels of long wings rocked to vals of the wind they dragged in his dances of the children, the secrets… Treats hidden in the small pockets, little soldiers of colors, comets in high flights, encamped in a river with waters of green veils, secret infantile pranks…, sweet secrets. Suddenly, a little angel stopped its movement in order to read a message on an old slip of paper, that in brush-strokes it said… _ To want see the rainbow shown between hills, clouds with its figures, the waves and the sailboats that they arrive at his destiny on a sea that does not draw small streets, nor footpaths.

War drums sounding, can you hear?
That dance of war in the air.
The feet that dance in time
that go round and round
the fire.

Pounding feet in time
war drums playing a song.
Calling warriors far and near.
come one, come all to the
great war to be.

The good and evil there
will gather to clash.
And the King of kings,
will utter a cry.
A feast, a feast he has
prepared for the carrion
of the air.

Come dine on flesh of
kings, the rich, and poor.
On men of war, and
on innocent blood.

War drums are beating
and feet are dancing to
it's sound.
For the Great day of War
is near.
Can you not hear?

Satan shows up on earth every Sunday morning
I would have kissed her once again but I found her rather boring
To listen to his messages
Is like licking razor blades
Seems like every time I play my hand shits commn' up in spades
My clothing's nothing buy miss~matched
As you can see I broke my arm
The fucker swore to take care of me
But he only brought me harm
The blueberries on my toast
Are red and stale and rotten
You ask me what all their names were and its guaranteed I'd forgotten
If she could only anticipate the damage that's begun
I would have caught the flight with her but I'm too tired to run
When you find my naked body
Please do heed my warning
Satan shows up on earth every Sunday morning

The morning watch of the Third Day has come; the Third Day is the day of the Lord's power, which has been birthed from the womb of the morning (Psalm 110:3). It is a day in which He will execute judgment upon His enemies.

The Master has already spoken of the positioning of the morning watchmen, and He has appointed the morning gatekeepers, and now I hear His voice declaring, "I am assembling the warriors of the morning. I am raising up warriors of the Spirit, and I will teach them how to war against the rulers of darkness. My chosen ones will bring My justice forth as they strike the enemy, for it is written."

Psalm 149:5 Let the saints be joyful in glory; Let them sing aloud on their beds.
Psalm 149:6 Let the high praises of God be in their mouth, And a two-edged sword in their hand,
Psalm 149:7 To execute vengeance on the nations, And punishments on the peoples;
Psalm 149:8 To bind their kings with chains, And their nobles with fetters of iron;
Psalm 149:9 To execute on them the written judgment; This honor have all His saints. Praise the LORD!

I believe that the greatest army of spiritual warriors is about to come forth according to this prophetic word given by the Old Testament prophet, Joel:

Joel 2:1 Blow the trumpet in Zion, And sound an alarm in My holy mountain! Let all the inhabitants of the land tremble; For the day of the LORD is coming, For it is at hand:
Joel 2:2 A day of darkness and gloominess, A day of clouds and thick darkness, Like the morning clouds spread over the mountains. A people come, great and strong, The like of whom has never been; Nor will there ever be any such after them, Even for many successive generations.
Joel 2:3 A fire devours before them, And behind them a flame burns; The land is like the Garden of Eden before them, And behind them a desolate wilderness; Surely nothing shall escape them.
Joel 2:4 Their appearance is like the appearance of horses; And like swift steeds, so they run.
Joel 2:5 With a noise like chariots Over mountaintops they leap, Like the noise of a flaming fire that devours the stubble, Like a strong people set in battle array.
Joel 2:6 Before them the people writhe in pain; All faces are drained of color.
Joel 2:7 They run like mighty men, They climb the wall like men of war; Every one marches in formation, And they do not break ranks.
Joel 2:8 They do not push one another; Every one marches in his own column. Though they lunge between the weapons, They are not cut down.
Joel 2:9 They run to and fro in the city, They run on the wall; They climb into the houses, They enter at the windows like a thief.
Joel 2:10 The earth quakes before them, The heavens tremble; The sun and moon grow dark, And the stars diminish their brightness.
Joel 2:11 The LORD gives voice before His army, For His camp is very great; For strong is the One who executes His word. For the day of the LORD is great and very terrible; Who can endure it?



These are the warriors that will make up the end-time army of the Lord, and verse 10 says, "The earthquakes before them, and the heavens tremble." The heavens that will tremble will be the spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places.

Ephesians 6:12 For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places.

The rulers of darkness have established thrones (dominions) in the heavens (spirit world) that keep those who are perishing in spiritual captivity and blindness.

2 Corinthians 4:3 But even if our gospel is veiled, it is veiled to those who are perishing,
2 Corinthians 4:4 whose minds the god of this age has blinded, who do not believe, lest the light of the gospel of the glory of Christ, who is the image of God, should shine on them.

Satan is the god of this age who has established thrones of darkness from which his principalities and powers influence the people. The prophet, Isaiah, speaks of Satan as he refers to him as Lucifer.

Isaiah 14:12 "How you are fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning! How you are cut down to the ground, You who weakened the nations!
Isaiah 14:13 For you have said in your heart: 'I will ascend into heaven, I will exalt my throne above the stars of God; I will also sit on the mount of the congregation On the farthest sides of the north;
Isaiah 14:14 I will ascend above the heights of the clouds, I will be like the Most High.'
Isaiah 14:15 Yet you shall be brought down to Sheol, To the lowest depths of the Pit.
Isaiah 14:16 "Those who see you will gaze at you, And consider you, saying: 'Is this the man who made the earth tremble, Who shook kingdoms,
Isaiah 14:17 Who made the world as a wilderness And destroyed its cities, Who did not open the house of his prisoners?'

Isaiah called Satan "son of the morning." Lucifer means "light bearer, shining one, morning star." The Lord Jesus Christ took Satan's dominion away from him on the Cross of Calvary and became the Bright and Morning Star (Revelation 22:16). The Third day is a day of resurrection power; it is a day of victory over death, hell and the grave. It is a day of victory over Satan's kingdom.

Ezekiel says of Lucifer (king of Tyre), "You were the seal of perfection, full of wisdom and perfect in beauty." And, "You were perfect in your ways from the day you were created, till iniquity was found in you." (Ezekiel 28:15) Satan was the light bearer -- the one who carried the morning light, but he went beyond the boundaries that God had established for him. He went to the edge of the morning and tasted the darkness, and he liked the darkness and gave himself to it. Today he is the prince of darkness and seeks to take God's creation captive to his world.

Job 30:26 But when I looked for good, evil came to me; And when I waited for light, then came darkness.

But, Jesus has come to destroy the works of darkness and to set the captives at liberty, so He is now enlisting those who will become the Army of the Lord. He is calling to those who are willing to fight the good fight of faith against the powers of darkness. The word "wrestle" in Ephesians 6:12 means to sway and vibrate (to set in motion a prophetic vibration) that will be used to break down the thrones of darkness so that the captives can be set free.

The warriors of the morning will be found functioning in one of these three categories:

1. Prophets who make divine decrees (as led by the Spirit) against the rulers of darkness according to Ephesians 3:10 "To the intent that now the manifold wisdom of God might be made known by the church to the principalities and powers in the heavenly places." These prophets of the new millennium will announce to Satan that the kingdoms of this world are now to become the kingdom of our Lord and of His Christ, and He shall reign forever and ever! (Revelation 11:15) These proclamations will be so powerfully anointed that they will set up a prophetic vibration that will shatter satanic chains and thrones and set the captives free. These prophets will lift up their voices like a trumpet that will bind Satan's rulers (kings) of darkness with chains and his nobles with fetters of iron (Psalm 149:7-9).

2. Prophetic psalmists. The following is a word the Lord gave me about the psalmists that he is now commissioning: "Many of those who will be appointed to the morning watch will be psalmists who have the heart of David. And, I will give unto them My windsongs as instruments of war. I will teach them Myself and show them how to tear down the strongholds of the enemy with their instruments of praise. The music and praise of these psalmists will establish a windsong in the earth that will produce a prophetic vibration that will destroy the thrones of the rulers of darkness. I call you forth today to become My weapons of warfare. Come now, for the morning light is piercing through the darkness, and the sound of the windsong is announcing a new day. I am calling for a season of rejoicing among My chosen. I am calling for a season of the blowing of the trumpets. Cry aloud, My people, lift up your voice like a trumpet and declare the victory. Let the windsong come forth, for as you worship Me and praise Me with your voices, with your trumpets, and with your musical instruments, the enemy will be defeated, and you will rule in their midst. The wind of Pentecost has come, and it has brought forth the windsong of victory. Let the song of the Spirit bring a new song to your heart. Sing to the Lord this new song, and bless His holy name. Prophesy to the breath, and His windsong shall come forth. The birthing of His songs within you shall surely bring the victory."

3. Prophetic intercessors. These will be Third Day intercessors. They will be prophetic in nature, and the Lord will reveal the mysteries of darkness to them and give them high impact prayer strategies to upset Satan's plans for specific assignments against governments, nations, cities and churches. The Lord will also give the intercessors divine strategies of prayer that will loose geographical areas from the "ancient strongholds" that Satan has established over the centuries.

These three ministries will be joined together by the unity of the Spirit and will work in unison with each other as well as the watchmen and gatekeepers of the morning. The Lord of Hosts will also commission His heavenly army (angels) to work along side His army of the morning. This glorious event is prophesied in:

Joel 3:9 Proclaim this among the nations: "Prepare for war! Wake up the mighty men, Let all the men of war draw near, Let them come up.
Joel 3:10 Beat your plowshares into swords And your pruning hooks into spears; Let the weak say, 'I am strong.'"
Joel 3:11 Assemble and come, all you nations, And gather together all around. Cause Your mighty ones to go down there, O LORD.

The mighty men (army of the Lord on the earth) will be raised up in Spirit according to Hosea 6:2 to receive His instructions, and the mighty ones, the angels, will come down here to fight with the warriors of His church. What glorious victories we shall see in these days as we move to the end of the age! The Lord will teach our hands to make war, and we shall rule in the midst of our enemies. Hallelujah!

In a dry and desert wilderness there stand a beautiful red rose
with roots that go deep into the ground
so lonely the rose begins to cry out to the Lord
where are you my Lord has you forgotten me
why have you left me alone in this place where I
will die from thirst I call to you but you do not
answer and if you do I cannot hear you I do not feel
your presence I see so many miracles for other flowers
your hand move quickly for them are you still hear with me
why can't I feel you my Spirit is so dry and I' am weary

My beautiful Peddles are wilting and falling from my body
it is so hard to hold on to you and your promises I'm tired
and my faith is failing me. In this place there is no one to see
no one to speak to even the animals pass by and do not speak
oh my Lord where are you in my time of distress and despair
my tears are dried up and they come no more when shall my
morning come when will I feel Love again where is the joy of
my beauty in you Lord

I cant pray or worship for I have nothing else to say oh how I
long to just have a moment with you just to hear your voice
I know I could go another day but I cant find you. will you not rain down on me
I'm thirsty for the living water where is the rain Lord I'm dying

Everyday in the hot scorching sun the Rose loses her strength
one day the very last peddles of the rose falls to the ground
Lord the rose say's can you hear the last beating
of my heart in a moment one last beat and with her dying breath
the Rose cries out Lord please
send the rain she bows her head and dies.

A sound of silence is in the air as the Angels look down on the Rose
then a sound is heard one trickle of rain then two then three after a few
moments a rushing sound of water from heaven is flowing in the desert until it reaches
the rose but the rose but there is no life to be found in her
the second day rain again falls on the dead rose and still nothing
the third day the sun rises and the rain falls and the Spirit of the
Lord breathes upon the lifeless rose
out of the ground a miracle takes place a beautiful rose
appears in its full blossom

oh my the rose say's what has happened I'm alive again how beautiful I' am
but I look different I smell different I do not have thorns and my peddles are not only
red but gold I have never seen myself like this or any other rose look
like this the rose lifts her head to the heavens and there she sees a rainbow in the sky
and remembers the covenant of the Lord
how happy the rose was to know that she was not forgotten by her maker.

she said to the Lord but I' am still in this desert what now will you do with me
as the rose spoke this a farmer dressed in white came by and stood next to the rose
and said now I will pluck you up with all your roots and plant you in a beautiful garden
the farmer plucked the rose up and help her in his hand so gently he began
to walk through the
desert in a moment the rose noticed the desert turned into a heavenly place filled
with praise and worship she knew this must be heaven the farmer said to her
here are two gardens chose which one you want to planted in.

she then looked to her left there was a blossoming garden filled with all kinds of flowers
oh I like this garden she said its so pretty and I would do well here
just then the rose looked to her right and saw another garden
these flowers were not so beautiful many of them were worn and wilted the rose said
Lord please plant me here in this beautiful garden with the flowers that are not
so full of life for
here I can shine here I can tell of my Life and your Love
so the farmer smiled at the rose and said oh how please I' am that you chose
this garden they need
to know that I' am with them I have not forsaken them here in this garden
I will use you to bring
back to life the Flowers I created them to be they shall find life in me and they
will know my Love through
you. The rose looked at the farmer his eyes were filled with tears as he smiled
and said dear rose I have been
with you all this time but you needed to die to self so you could see the glory
of my father at that moment
the rose knew she was resting in the hands of her master the one she
so desperately cried out to was now hold her
and the best thing of all the rose realized her master was pleased with
her so the rose begin to sing
she sang a new song that filled the heavens with the aroma of joy.

By Cordy

Bring me hope and love
Bring me peace and joy
I dream of gazing
On your beautiful face
You have my colour hair
And my brown eyes

I dream of holding you close
Watching as your tiny fingers
Grasp at everything in sight
Listening as you sing the
Contented song only an infant knows

And, should my arms never hold
You, my unborn child
I will bear this dream always
I will rock you, love you
And, I know, that I will hold
You, one day, in heaven.

For you are my unborn child
And in heaven, all dreams come true
Angels are looking after you
Till that day
I will wait
I see you

By Cordy

Blonde prince of all Evil,
In the garb of a Saint:
A weaving, a weaving:
They magical Feint.

How wily thy web is
Of meshes for flies?
-Woof of false morals,
Web of dream-lies.

You tell us 'the humble'
Are angels of light;
Inferring the valiant
Are demons of night,

You curse all that's noble,
You praise all that's vile.
Invert all that's righteous;
With satanic guile.

Round millions you've wove,
A hypnotic spell:
Christ! thou art Mephisto,
The mocker of hell.

You urge us to bless them,
Who plunder and cheat us:
-To love and caress them,
Who hate and illtreat us.

There's not in thy Teachings
One Thought that is true;
-Thou are a false prophet:
Ohh, crucified Warrior of Soul.

By Cordy

This is me for forever
One of the lost ones
The one without a name
Without an honest heart as compass

This is me for forever
One without a name
These lines the last endeavor
To find the missing lifeline

Oh how I wish
For soothing rain
All I wish is to dream again
My loving heart
Lost in the dark
For hope I´d give my everything

My flower withered between
The pages two and three
The once and forever bloom gone with my sins

Walk the dark path
Sleep with angels
Call the past for help
Touch me with your love
And reveal to me my true name

Oh how I wish
For soothing rain
All I wish is to dream again
My loving heart
Lost in the dark
For hope I´d give my everything

Oh how I wish
For soothing rain
Oh how I wish to dream again
Once and for all
And all for once
Satan my name forever more

Satan sailing home
Satan letting go

Oh how I wish
For soothing rain
All I wish is to dream again
My loving heart
Lost in the dark
Once and for all
And all for once
Satan my name forever more
For hope I´d give my everything

By Cordy

The life escapes to me,

I cannot stop,

desire to love,

desire to bleed,

desire to drink your blood,

desire to die,

desire to finish,

I wish you….

In the abyss of my mind the love exists,

where I will be able to welcome it again,

I will look for until finding your passion to you,

I landed on water all the eternity to you.

The Warrior of Soul it will survive,

the sun is sleeping quietly,
once upon a century,
wistful oceans calm and red,
ardent caresses laid to rest.
For my dreams i hold my life,
for wishes i behold my night,
the truth at the end of time,
losing faith makes a crime.
I wish for this night-time,
to last for a lifetime,
the darkness around me,
shores of a solar sea,
how i wish to go down with the sun and sword,
sleeping... slowly... weeping,
with you.
Sorrow has a human heart,
from my god it will soul,
i'd sail before a thousand moons,
never finding where to go.
Two hundred twenty-two days of light,
will be desired by a night,
a moment for the poet's play,
until there's nothing left to say.
I wish for this night-time...
I wish for this night-time...

Desire that tonight you are side,

desire that tonight you do the love to me,

desire that we are always together,

until the dark eternity.

My Warrior of Soul,

Her soul caught up Hope's shining shield

Against the dark assaults of Doubt;

She bade him bravely to the field

Where Death holds Glory's standard out.

She girt the good steel on his thigh,

And, "Rumor's random shafts," she said,

"Full oft are poisoned with a lie

That strikes the unwitting victim dead.

"If you—God give me strength!—should bleed,

Yet stanch life's current ere it fail,

Send me this scabbard! I will heed

No other token, tongue, nor tale!

"If captive, in the rebel host

Some youth, heart-mated, there must be,

Who for her sake, or loved, or lost,

Will speed your ransomed blade to me.

"If—if—I can not speak the word!

Pray some true comrade—at the worst—

In pity hither bear the sword;

But bid, oh! bid him break it first!"

Time sped. And Rumor still forbore

To strike her with its venomed dart;

Hope's buckler, still undimmed, she wore,

A constant AEgis, on her heart!

Till—surely 'twas a love divine

That armed her soul with daily prayer—

A soldier found her at the shrine,

And laid a broken falchion there!

"You broke the blade at his command?"

She faltered. "Nay, true heart, not so!

''Twas shivered, in his good right hand,

Full on the forehead of his foe!"

"To the just cause I freely gave

My better life," she said, and pressed

To her pale lips the shattered glaive:

"To God I dedicate the rest!

"Yet is my mission here to do;

I hear his stricken brethren groan;

Many their pangs, their soothers few;

Be they my heralds to the Throne?"

Self-vowed, to wounds and death, she bears

Her Master's healing and his word;

But ever at her side she wears,

For rosary, the broken sword!

Today I killed, he was just a boy

Eight before him, I knew them all

In the fields a dying oath:

The Warrior of Soul kill them all to save my own

Cut me free, Bleed with me,

One by one, We will fall, down down

Pull the sword, End the pain,

Soul fight for life, Hold on tight, this is my fight

Deliver me from this war
It´s not for me it´s because of you
Shingen instant my eternity
Obey to kill to save yourself

Warrior of Soul, offer my sword of blood and fire to you

Cut me free...

"I envy the 9 lives that gave me hell
My path made up by their torn bodies
Man to man, soldier to soldier, dust to dust
Call me a coward but I can´t take it anymore"

They wait for me back home
The live with eyes turned away
They were the first ones to see
They are the last ones to bleed

The ultimate high as all beautiful dies
A sword´s tool, priest´s excuse, tyrant´s delight...
I alone, the great white hunter
I´ll march till the dawn brings me rest
Warrior of Soul is patriot at the gallow´s pole!.

It takes Warrior of Soul.

Taking and beam of this woman,

a soul yours and a body yours...

They came for him one winter's night.
Arrested, he was bound.
They said there'd been a robbery,
his pistol had been found.

They marched him to the station house,
he waited for the dawn.
And as they led him to the dock,
he knew that he'd been wronged.
"You stand accused of robbery,"
he heard the bailiff say.
He knew without an alibi,
tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom.

Over the hills and far away,
for ten long years he'll count the days.
Over the mountains and the seas,
a prisoner's life for him there'll be.

He knew that it would cost him dear,
but yet he dare not say.
Where he had been that fateful night,
a secret it must stay.
He had to fight back tears of rage.
His heart beat like a drum.
For with the wife of his best friend,
he spent his final night of freedom.

Over the hills and far away,
he swears he will return one day.
Far from the mountains and the seas,
back in her arms he swears he'll be.

Over the hills and far away.
over the hills and.

Each night within his prison cell,
he looks out through the bars.
He reads the letters that she wrote.
One day he'll know the taste of freedom.

Over the hills and far away,
she prays he will return one day.
As sure as the rivers reach the seas,
back in his arms he swears she'll be.

Over the hills and far away,
he swears he will return one day.
Far from the mountains and the seas
back in her arms is where he'll be.

Over the hills and far away,
she prays he will return one day.
As sure as the rivers reach the seas,
back in his arms is where she'll be.

Over the hills,
over the hills and far away.

By Cordy

I wish you as desire the blood,

I love you as master the night,

I look for to you… As the Chalice looks for the Christians,

Desire to take your neck,

To sink me in him, In a frozen kiss,

And to feel to bring forth your blood,

… slowly.

Whichever times I have imagined to you in my dreams

Too many times I feel like brush your hands

And your fingers, so long, thin and smooth

They are the object of my nervousness, my brief madness.

I have seen and you the eyes, and your… you have caressed my face

While then my smile, without wanting it, is drawn

The pleasant feeling and the desire to be with you but time awake like boy, when listening a storm thunderclap in dawn and feel then as you embrace to me and are so happy

But little by little,

I begin to be aware to me that

I am in bed that my quarter this, that the light already shines, that… finally wide-awake

My happy and pleasant feeling, only becomes a dream

And the first hours that morning… will be difficult

Then I will be disillusioned, I will know that those moments

That they illuminated and they gave to sense life,

They never happened,

I will tend that to accept it, and to walk to support like, over the years, the happiness that one dream I leave myself

It is stained, losing the vitality

And while the night approaches more my supposed happiness,

is darkened to the dusk

Higher than the sky above you
Clearer than blue
Brighter than the rays of sunshine
Warmer than what you feel
More than all the wonders you see
It's the most wonderful thing

Brighter than the living colors of flowers you see
Sweeter than the touch of water
Flowing from the mountain spring
More than all the wonders you see
It's the most wonderful thing

One love...
I love you so
Love is the beautiful one
I love you so
Love is the beautiful one
All we need is love
Real love

Marvel at the sight of greenfields
Amazingly seen
Watch the colors of the rainbow
It's a miracle you see
More than all the wonders can be
But there's more than that

One Love...
I love you so
Love is the beautiful one

Greater than what you can feel
More than what you ever dreamed
This is better than your everything
One love...

I love you so
Love is the beautiful one

All we need is love
One love

You will not live, beautiful adolescent!

Here you will consume your energies!

My chain I gave you; with me I take.

A curl of your hair in guarantee!

It observes well!

Tomorrow your head, white will be.

And your face, on the contrary, will be black!

It was Lilith the wife of Adam
(Eden Bower´s in flower)
Not a drop of her blood was human,
but she was made like a soft sweet woman.

Lilith stood on the skirts of Eden;
(And ¡Oh, the Bower of the hour!)
She was the first that thence was driven,
with her was hell and with Eve was heaven.

In the ear of the snake said Lilith:
(Eden bower´s in flower)
To thee I come when the rest is over;
a snake was I when thou wast my lover.

I was the fairest snake in Eden;
(And ¡Oh, the Bower and the hour!)
By the earth´s will, new form and feature,
made me a wife for the earth´s new creature.

Take me thou as I come from Adam:
(Eden bower´s in flower)
Once again shall my love subdue thee,
the past is past, and I come to thee.

Oh, but Adam was thrall to Lilith!
(And, Oh, the Bower and the hour!)
All the threads oh my hair are gold,
and there in a net his heart was holden.

Oh, and Lilith was queen of Adam!
(Eden Bower´s in flower)
All the day and the night together,
mi breath coul shake his soul like a feather.

What great joys had Adam and Lilith!
(And, ¡Oh, the Bower and the hour!)
Sweet close rings of the serpent´s twining,
as heart in heart lay sighing and pining.

What bright babes had Adam and Lilith;
(Eden Bower´s in flower)
Shapes that coiled in the woods and waters,
glittering sons and radiant daughters.

He lets me walk first coz I am a lady. When I’m few paces away, I saw him starts walking in the corner of my eye. When he is far enough, I try to watch over him. Oh, I almost forgot, I’m still hungry. Wait, I got an idea, I can seize him. Yeah, that’s right! I walked towards him, sneaking so that he won’t notice me again. As I get nearer to him, I heard him saying,”Who could be that lady I’ve talking earlier? She’s so beautiful. I should’ve asked her name.” “What is he talking about?” I asked myself. Why am I touched in everything he’s saying?” I said silently. Suddenly, he stopped. He felt someone’s looking at him. I immediately hid behind the nearby tree. He almost caught me. “I must seize him now before it’s too late.” I said again. I saw him start walking again. He’s whistling. He seems very happy and carefree. Sometimes I heard him hum and sing softly. I think he’s singing a love song. “A love song, but why? Is he in love again after their broke up?” I asked myself again. “What the heck did I care for him a lot? He’s nothing to me. He’s supposed to be my prey.” I said half angry to myself. “But, is he really nothing to me? He’s the only human who told me I am beautiful. I don’t know but each time I remembered it, it makes my face flush. Am I feeling something for him? Grrrgh! What am I thinking? Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!” I was battling with myself that I didn’t know he’s gone far, far enough that I couldn’t see him anymore. I’m totally angry to myself because of it. “Damn this stupidity. Idiocy!” I said.

I’m now left alone again in a lonely street, walking aimlessly waiting to where my feet lead me. Sigh! This could not be happening to me. I’m having a prey earlier but I have let it go. It‘s gone by the wind now. I’m not even satisfied. I haven’t felt warm blood in my thirsty mouth yet. This is really bad. I’m worthless, so damn worthless! I am full of regrets. This is my entire fault. I couldn’t blame anyone to what is happening. What will I say to my older brother when he’ll found out I haven’t anything for dinner. He’ll be totally pissed with me. Whew, I could never be as good as him. *faces down* Alright, I mustn’t gave up. I’m gonna find a prey. I’m gonna be better than my bro. I set myself in full determination.

I started walking again hoping to find a new victim. Fortunately, after a few moments walking, I spotted something. A woman! I almost attack her automatically because of excitement. But, I calm myself down. I don’t want her to get away too. I made long, silent strides on the way to her to immediately get near to her and to avoid get noticed. When I’m nearby, I observed her first. She’s fixing her clothes. I don’t know what is happening. But I can sense that something is not right with this woman. I could tell because her short skirt was crumpled and a bit dirty. Her hair was messy too. Then, suddenly I heard her talking with a naughty smile on her lips, “Man, he’s an animal!” I guess I know now what is happening. She was trying to comb her hair. She was busy. Without second thought, I attacked her from behind holding her left shoulder with my right hand and my left hugging her neck. That gave me a nice view of her delicious neck. She almost leaped when I did it. But, I’m strong enough not to let her run off me. She trembled in fear. “No!” she said in almost a whisper. It’s seems that I couldn’t hear her. She’s crying now. I felt pity but, I can’t do anything. I’m hungry! Without further a do, I opened my mouth ready to bite. I closed my eyes as my pointy fangs sunk in her neck. I started sucking her blood out when I heard her screamed. It was too late for her, I already bite her. Oh it really feels good to drink warm blood from a human. My thirst for blood reigns as if I’m not gonna stop. The blood tastes heavenly for me. But, I’m not yet satisfied. I have to drain all her blood out until not one drop is left. A true vampire, they say! I felt that she losing strength and also consciousness. I guess I almost done my part. My big brother would happy for me. I’m still sucking for her blood. I felt I’m much stronger now and powerful. I guess I’m done. I could suck no more. She’s drained and lifeless. My brother would be very proud.

One gloomy winter, when the moon is covered with think, dark clouds, I was wandering near the graveyard searching for a prey. It was a very peaceful night that only bats hovering above me are the creatures in sight. As I walked further, I noticed something in the distance. I walked silently to find out what it is. I was a man, a lonely man. I was very excited and happy spotting him. He could be my delicious prey for that night. “Yummy!” I said to myself licking my upper lip. I moved so carefully so that he would not notice me getting near to him so I can seize him off-guard.He was sitting by himself on the bench near the big, shady tree, facing down with his palms covering his face. Oh, this could be very easy for me to attack him. I moved faster as I make myself ready to attack. I stood in front of him ready to grab his neck. But when I was about to do that, he suddenly lifted his head up.

He was really surprised seeing me in front of him without notice. Man, that’s bad! He could defend himself if I attack him face to face. But I said to myself, “Don’t worry, he’s just a human. You can kill him mercilessly by sucking all his blood if you want.” I forgot all my worries and make myself ready again. As I moved my right hand to grab his neck, he grabbed it his left and smiled. He stood up, thanked me for offering my hand to him stand. I was surprised on what he did coz that’s not what I meant. I got angry to myself. How could he be thankful to me if he just knew I was going to kill him for my dinner? “Damn!” I cursed. I was again surprised when his smile turned to frown. He looked down and said, “How could I simply thank you for accompanying me here tonight?” He looked up again. I froze when I saw some clear liquid from his eyes. He was crying and it made me forgot all my plans. Whew! I was touch seeing his handsome face with flowing tears. Man, what is happening to me? Am I supposed to feel this? He gripped my hand tighter. I can’t find words to say. Gosh!!! “My girlfriend just left me because she found someone new. It made me so sad that I went here to let out my depression. I was thinking to make suicide awhile ago. But, when I looked up, I saw you. It made me forgot my bad thoughts. Thank you!” he said touching my left cheek with his right hand. I’m dumbfounded, I was panicked. I don’t know how to react. Luckily, he said, “I’m sorry, miss. Forgive me.

I totally lose myself because of sadness.” “It’s alright, mister.” I said. Oh! What did I just say? Am I insane? Why am I acting this way? I’m supposed to kill him. Now! But, I can’t do it, I pity on him. It’s really strange for me to feel this way. Pity! I’m so pathetic. Vampires don’t pity to their victims.We stared each other for long. Then, I looked away. It seems that I’m consumed with his gazes. I feel my cheeks flushed. What is this sensation? “Why did you look away, pretty?” he asked. Pretty! He’s saying I’m pretty? His could not be happening. I mean, am I really pretty for a handsome guy like him? It made me more confused. “What?” he said turning my head to face him. It made me back to my senses. “I’m so sorry, I’m just thinking something.” Did I say I’m sorry? What the… “Oh! I think you wanted to go home now. It’s quite late and very dark. It’s very dangerous for ladies like you to be out in the streets during this time of night.” He said. I was touched about his concerns. But, am I supposed to be happy or sad with it? Well, I’m just happy that he is concerned about me inspite of his sadness. It also made me sad to think that if he only knows my true being, would he feel the same? Before, I could say anything, he said, “Maybe I could accompany you in going home so that I will know and visit you probably when I have time.” “Ump, it’s okay! Thank you.

Don’t worry bout me, I can handle myself.” I said with a small smile. “Are you sure it’s okay? I really wanted to do it as a sign of my gratitude for being with me.” He insisted. “It’s really fine. Don’t bother.” I said. “Okay then. Since you don’t want me to accompany you home, I just hope to see you again. I think, I’m gonna think of you for the rest of the night.” He said smiling while continues to hold my hand. I gulped; I couldn’t believe what he’s talking. I simply smile as a reply. “I guess it’s time to say goodbye. Hope to see you again!” I just nodded and he let go of my hands. Then, we part ways.

♥♥♥ When you're in love with someone, your body gets through a whirlwind of phases, feelings and changes. Here's what science says happens to you when you've been hit by cupid's arrow! ♥♥♥


♥ The hormone testosterone increases, making you want to be your honey all the time


♥ There's a sudden drop in the amount of serotonin, the neurotransmitter or the brain's messenger responsible for keeping you sane. No wonder you're starting to act crazy in love!


♥ You can't sleep, can't eat, and you rather daydream all day and night about your lovey. You have the brain chemical norepinephrine to thank for that.


♥ Norepinephrine, the same hormone that makes you jump to your feet in an emergency, also leaves you slightly sweaty, and makes your heart pound three times faster when you're in love.


♥ You fell warm, giddy, energetic, and romantic, thanks to the elevated levels of the neurotransmitter dopamine.


♥ Because of this chemical cocktail in your head, your pupils get bigger (called dilation) and blood flows to your cheeks (translation: you blush), which gives you the sensation of butterflies in you stomach. Ah, amore!



There is a strong evidence that suggests that love is a series of Chemical Reactions.