Misprint: August 2006

Sunny Day In The Fields Of Rape

by: Marilyn Manson, watercolors. Check out his art on his site: www.marilynmanson.com

May

This is from a movie called May. Some seriously freaky shit... But it was like those little things in your life tht just keep coming back to you. I watched it when I was like 12 but never heard of it again... then once i saw smthng on it on tv like a year ago...then nthng again... A friend of mine and I rented it about a month ago but wen we put the dvd in .. the movie wasnt on it .. just some sad but haunting comercials bout other unknown movies with anonimous actors.
I had forgotten all about it untill I started watching 6 feet under and Billy Chenowith caught my eye. Bipolar, deranged violent brother of one of the main characters with a grunge look and hot smile. I remembered tht hes also in May.
Jeremy Sisto's look...... too perfect.

R.I.P. see you on the other side

There is an old belief
that on some solemn shore
Beyond the sphere of grief
Old friends shall meet once more

Inevitable Lyrics

Back in the womb its much too real
In pumps life that I must feel
But cant look forward to reveal
Look to the time when Ill live

(Wait to kill ur idles and they kill themselves.. tudo k presta desse novo album):

EAT ME, DRINK ME EAT ME, DRINK ME This is only a game,This is only a game.

So picking my skin
And my scales.
I see my horror
Reflected in the
Sundown of your
Blank stare.

Instead of killing time,We'll have each other

Digging your smile apart

You'll burn,
I'll eat your ashes.

The sky was blonde like her
It was a day to take the child
Out back and shoot it.

I was in the deep end of her skin.

We cry,
You're like a birthday.

Putting holes in happiness.

Who'll be digging when you finally let me die?

Without distractions of hope.

It's easy to beat the system,
Had a hard time beating the symptoms...

I kill myself in small amounts
In each relationship it's not
About love.

And I'm waiting
With the sound turned off
I'm waitingLike a glass balloon
And I'm

It was never about her,
It was about the hurt.

She blew me her death-kiss
And the mouth-marks
Bled down my eye,
Like her dying
On my windshield.
I can already feel
Her worms
Eating my spine.
So how can it be this lonely?
Is this all we get
For our lives?
Is love only sweeter when
One of us dies?

And I don't mind you keepin' me
On pins and needles

I couldn't take my hands off her
She wouldn't let me be anywhere but inside

Don't break
Don't break my heart
And I won't break your heart-shaped glasses
Little girl, little girl
You should close your eyes
That blue is getting me high
And making me low

Your lips look like they were made
For something else but
They just suck my breath
I want your pain
To taste why you're ashamed
And I know you're not just what you say to me
And I'm not the only moment you're made of

I want you wanting me
I want what I see in your eyes
So give me something to be scared of
Don't give me something to satisfy

I don't want anyone else's
Hand on my gears.
And I'll choke on
All the diamonds

We're on the line between
The devil's tits,
And we've been driving on E.

Hey There's no rules today.
You steal instead of borrow.
You take all the shapes that I make.
And you think
That you think
All the thoughts
That I thought you, Don't you?

Rebels without applause
I sell my shadow to those
Who are standing in it

I'm just like rolling a stone up
A hill in HadesIf you want to lie with me
You're going to be a liar

There's not a word for what I want to do to you

If you get in bed someone will fall in love

Space monkey in the place to be,
With some free-association and a hole in her head,
Out on a limb in the carnival of me
Raising the temperature one hundred degrees

We're sown together,
She's born to mesmer
Beside,
Astride her,
I die inside her

It's far too sacred,
Don't ever fake it,
And don't, and don't, and don't let me down...

Like you let me down before,

If I could tear you from the ceiling,
I know the best have tried,
I'd fill your every breath with meaning,
And find a place we both could hide.

Don't go and leave me,
And please don't drive me blind,
Don't go and leave me,
And please don't drive me blind.

I know we're broken.

If I could tear you from the ceiling,
I'd freeze us both in time,
Find a brand new way of seeing..
Your eyes forever glued to mine.

It doesn't hurt me.
You wanna feel how it feels?
You wanna know, know that it doesn't hurt me?
You wanna hear about the deal I'm making?
You *be running up that hill*
You and me *be running up that hill*

And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could, oh...

You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware that I'm tearing you asunder.
There is thunder in our hearts, baby.
So much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?

You and me won't be unhappy.
Let me steal this moment from you now.
C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let's exchange the experience, oh...'
'If I only could, be running up that hill.'

Push my fingers into my eyes...
It's the only thing that slowly stops the ache...
But it's made of all the things I am today...
Jesus, it never ends, it works it's way inside...
If the pain goes on...

(Don't go) I never wanted any body more then I wanted you
(I know) the only thing I ever really loved, was hate.

The lady whom I feel maternal love for
Cannot look me in the eyes
But I see hers and they are blue
And they cock and twist and masturbate

In my eyes
I'm not lazy
In my face
It's not over
In your room
I'm not older
In your eyes
I'm not worth it
Gimme back my alcohol

Portray sincerity
Act out of loyalty
Defend your true country
Wish away the pain
Hand out lobotomies
To save little families
Surrealistic fantasy
Bland boring plain

Slippery pessimist hypocrite master
Conservative communist apocalyptic bastard
Thank you dear God for putting me on this Earth
I feel very privileged in debt for my thirst

He's the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he don't know what it means

Polly says her back hurts
And she's just as bored as me
She caught me off my guard
It amazes me, the will of instinct

Just because you're paranoid
Don't mean they're not after you

One baby to another says,
I'm lucky to have met you
I don't care what you think
Unless it is about me
It is now my duty to completely drain you
A travel through a tube
And end up in your infection

Chew your meat for you
Pass it back and forth
In a passionate kiss
From my mouth to yours
Because I like you

...Sloppy lips to lips
You're my vitamins because I'm like you

The finest day that I ever had
Was when I learned to cry on command
I love myself better than you
I know it's wrong so what should I do?

I'm not like them
But I can pretend
The sun is gone
But I have a light
The day is done
But I'm having fun
my heart is broke
But I have some glue
help me inhale
And mend it with you
We'll float around
And hang out on clouds
Then we'll come down
And have a hangover...

I'm so tired I can't sleep

Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long long time ago

Oh no, not me
I never lost control

If I had to lose a mile
If I had to touch feelings
I would lose my soul
The way I do

I don't have to think
I only have to do it
The results are always perfect
And that's old news

Would you like to hear my voice
sprinkled with emotion
Invented at your birth?

I can't see the end of me
My whole expanse I cannot see
I formulate infinity
Stored deep inside me

And the situation wasn't quite
As intense as I thought
I need you around
To remind me when not to be calm

Cold naked man, picked off his scabs and
Fed them to the pigeons
Help him, he's fucking cornered
Grade him it might be fun

Broken heart and broken bones
Think about some capsules of horse pills
One more quirky cliche'd phrase
You're the one I wanna refill

And if you save yourself
You will make him happy
He'll keep you in a jar
And you'll think you're happy
He'll give you breathing holes
And you'll think you're happy
He'll cover you with dust
And you'll think you're happy now

Reflected past

Quinta da Regaleira

Situada em pleno Centro Histórico de Sintra, classificado Património Mundial pela UNESCO, a Quinta da Regaleira é um lugar com espírito próprio. Edificado nos primórdios do Século XX, ao sabor do ideário romântico, este fascinante conjunto de construções, nascendo abruptadamente no meio da floresta luxuriante, é o resultado da concretização dos sonhos mito-mágicos do seu proprietário, António Augusto Carvalho Monteiro (1848-1920), aliados ao talento do arquitecto-cenógrafo italiano Luigi Manini (1848-1936).

A culminar a visita à Quinta da Regaleira, há que invocar a aventura dos cavaleiros Templários, ou os ideais dos mestres da maçonaria, para descer ao monumental poço iniciático por uma imensa escadaria em espiral. E, lá no fundo com os pés assentes numa estrela de oito pontas, é como se estivéssemos imerses no ventre da Terra-Mãe. Depois, só nos resta atravessar as trevas das grutas labirínticas, até ganharmos a luz, reflectida em lagos surpreendentes.