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Colapsus
04:45
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COLAPSUS
Tombou sobre o chão
[Em] total falência
Inoperante
Todo drenado
À espera do que não vem
E não virá
Medo o incerto
Torna-se real
Acaba o caminho
Para onde correr?
À espera do que não vem
E não virá
Alienado de todos os processos
Pronto para o descarte
À espera do que não vem
E não virá
COLAPSUS
Lying on the floor
[In] total collapse
Inoperative
All drained
Waiting for what's not coming
And it will not come
Fear or uncertain
Become real
Finish the way
Where to run?
Waiting for what's not coming
And it will not come
Alienated from all processes
Ready for disposal
Waiting for what's not coming
And it will not come
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Monólogo
06:47
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MONÓLOGO
Todas as palavras, todas opiniões
Alguém é todos a falar
Feliz o condenado, sorri acorrentado
Sedento de aprovação
Louvo o silêncio, de meus pensamentos
No mundo dos que dizem, sem ouvir
Não se ver em ninguém
Refúgio do medíocre, na sombra de seu mestre
Cego guia cego, obnubilação
Vejo a multidão, todos e ninguém
Abdicar do pensar, servidão voluntária
Busco minhas respostas, em vias opostas
Senhor de mim, sem ter para ser
Não se ver em ninguém
Tão só no fim
Solidão eterna, vida editada
Fútil e falsa
Desejo adestrado, artificial
Entregou tudo a um bem menor
A ira me devora, me consome
Vem minha única certeza
MONOLOGUE
All words, all opinions
Someone is all - talking
Happy the condemned,
smiles chained
Thirsting for approval
I praise the silence of my thoughts
In the world of those who say, without hearing
Do not see yourself in anyone
Refuge of the mediocre, in the shadow of his master
Blind guide blind, obnubilation
I see the crowd, everyone and nobody
Abdicate thinking, voluntary bondage
I seek my answers, in opposite ways
Lord of me, without having to be
Do not see yourself in anyone
Only at the end
Eternal solitude, edited life
Futile and false
Desired, artificial
Delivered everything to a smaller good
Anger devours me, it consumes me
Come my only certainty
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"It is our suffering that brings us together.
It is not love. Love does not obey the mind, and (it may) turn to hate when forced.
The bond that binds us is beyond choice.
We are brothers. We are brothers. In what we share.
In pain, which each of us must suffer alone, in hunger, in poverty, in hope, we know our brotherhood.
We know it, because we have had to learn it.
We know that there is no help for us but from one another, that no hand will save us, if we do not reach out our hand.
(And) the hand that you reach out is empty as mine is.
You have nothing.
You possess nothing.
You own nothing.
You are free.
All that you have is what you are and give."
-Ursula K. Le Guin
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Our scars have the power to remind us that the past was real,
And all of us have for sure a vast collection of scars!
And we never forget who gave us the best of them!
Sometimes we wish to forget, we think how would it be if we just forget!
The pain inside is the only thing left and it is a scar that we cherish to keep!
Echoes through the walls of our own emptiness!
And something so cruel as memory,
The pointy, bitey little thunderbolts,
Unwanted screamers through your mind.
Inescapable, unrelenting...
You can't even escape into madness!
Who are You?
Screamers through your mind!
These are the walls of emptiness!
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