OtepArt

ΟΙ ΜΕΡΕΣ ΕΔΩ ΚΥΝΗΓΟΥΣΑΝ ΜΙΚΡΑ ΠΕΠΡΩΜΕΝΑ ΤΟΥ ΤΙΠΟΤΑ
ΠΟΥ ΚΑΤΕΡΓΑΖΟΝΤΑΙ ΤΗΝ ΕΚΜΗΔΕΝΙΣΗ
ΘΡΥΜΜΑΤΙΖΟΥΝ ΟΛΑ ΑΠΟ ΤΑ ΑΣΤΡΑ
ΚΑΙ ΑΝΤΑΠΟΔΙΔΟΥΝ ΞΑΝΑ ΣΤΟ ΚΕΝΟ ΔΙΑΣΤΗΜΑ
ΣΤΑ ΕΡΩΤΗΜΑΤΙΚΑ
ΚΑΙ ΤΟΥΣ ΤΡΟΜΟΥΣ...

ΣΤΑ ΓΡΑΦΩ ΑΥΤΑ ΑΥΤΗ ΤΗΝ ΝΥΧΤΑ
ΚΑΘΩΣ ΠΙΝΩ ΤΟ ΤΕΛΕΥΤΑΙΟ ΜΟΥ ΠΟΤΟ ΜΕ ΤΟΝ ΔΙΑΒΟΛΟ
ΦΥΣΑΕΙ ΜΙΑ ΑΡΓΟΣΥΡΤΗ ΒΡΟΧΗ
ΑΦΗΝΩ ΑΝΑΜΝΗΣΕΙΣ ΚΑΙ ΤΟΥΣ ΑΠΟΧΑΙΡΕΤΙΣΜΟΥΣ ΚΑΙ ΤΗΝ ΑΝΟΙΑ ΤΗΣ ΖΩΗΣ
ΧΩΡΙΣ ΕΣΕΝΑ...

ΤΩΡΑ ΞΕΡΕΙΣ ΓΙΑΤΙ ΔΕΝ ΑΠΑΝΤΩ
ΞΕΡΕΙΣ ΤΟ ΤΙΜΗΜΑ ΠΟΥ ΠΛΗΡΩΝΩ
ΤΩΡΑ ΞΕΡΕΙΣ ΓΙΑΤΙ ΔΕΝ ΑΠΑΝΤΩ...

With the prowess of a seasoned samurai and the wisdom of a wizard, you try to do the sort of things that root out evil.

The Force can have a strong influence on the weak-minded.

hmmm...;)

Η ΘΛΙΨΗ, Η ΟΜΟΡΦΙΑ...

Η ΘΛΙΨΗ, Η ΠΙΟ ΑΓΝΗ ΜΟΝΑΞΙΑ...

Η ΘΛΙΨΗ, ΜΙΑ ΦΩΤΟΓΡΑΦΙΑ ΚΕΝΗ, Σ’ΕΝΑ ΤΟΙΧΟ ΚΑΜΩΜΕΝΟ ΑΠΟ ΣΤΑΧΥΑ...

Η ΘΛΙΨΗ, ΕΝΑ ΚΕΡΙ ΠΟΥ ΤΡΕΜΟΠΑΙΖΕΙ ΤΗΝ ΣΚΙΑ ΜΟΥ ΠΟΥ ΠΗΓΕ ΝΑ ΒΡΕΙ ΕΜΕΝΑ...

Η ΘΛΙΨΗ, Η ΠΙΟ ΓΛΥΚΙΑ ΜΕΛΩΔΙΑ...

Η ΘΛΙΨΗ, ΕΝΑ ΣΩΜΑ ΔΕΙΛΟ ΚΑΙ ΠΑΡΑΔΟΜΕΝΟ ΣΤΗΝ ΜΑΤΙΑ ΠΟΥ ΘΕΛΓΕΙ...

Η ΘΛΙΨΗ, ΕΝΑ ΔΩΜΑΤΙΟ ΓΕΜΑΤΟ ΕΝΟΧΕΣ ΠΟΥ ΣΦΕΤΕΡΙΖΟΝΤΑΙ ΤΗΝ ΥΠΑΡΞΗ...

Η ΘΛΙΨΗ, ΟΛΑ ΟΣΑ ΔΕΝ ΜΠΟΡΩ ΝΑ ΠΩ...

Η ΘΛΙΨΗ, ΕΓΩ...

Η ΘΛΙΨΗ, ΤΑ ΜΑΤΙΑ ΣΟΥ!

Better to save the mystery than surrender to the secrets

ΕΙΔΟΣ ΠΡΟΣ ΕΞΑΦΑΝΙΣΗ...?
:)

Η πρώτη μου επαφή με την metal μουσική ήταν πριν 4 χρόνια. Κάποιος μου σύστησε το album των MANOWAR "Kings of metal" και από τότε ζω και αναπνέω για την μουσική...
Ξεχωρίζω κάποια συγκροτήματα όπως Dream Theater, Moonspell, Therion, Anathema, Rainbow, Pain of Salvation, Candlemass, Fates Warning, Tiamat, Opeth, Samael...
Το καθένα ένα ξεχωριστό συναίσθημα, ένα διαφορετικό ταξίδι...
Κόσμοι σε κόσμους...

Θα ήθελα (όσοι φυσικά επιθυμείτε) να μου απαντήσετε στην εξής ερώτηση:
Τι είναι για σας αυτή η μουσική?...

Better to save the mystery than surrender to the secret...

'So speak, I'm right here'
She used to say to me
not a word, not a word
Judas on the ceiling
the Devil in my bed
I guess Easter's never coming
So I'll just wait inside my head

Like a scream but sort of silent
living off my nightmares

Voices repeating me
'Feeling threatened?
We reflect your hopes and fears.'
Voices discussing me
'Others steal your thoughts
they're not confined
within your mind.'

Thought disorder
Dream control
Now they read my mind on the radio
But where was the Garden of Eden?

I feel elated
I feel depressed
Sex is death, Death is sex
Says it right here on my Crucifix

Like a scream but sort of silent
living off my nightmares

Voices protecting me
'Good behavior
brings the Savior
to his knees.'
Voices rejecting me
'Others steal your thoughts
they're not confined
to your own mind.'

"I don't wanna be here, 'cause of my
suffering, 'cause of my illness.
Only love is worth having, only
love is what matters, loving every
people on equal terms. "
"You've got to know who you're
dealin' with because, like a stranger,
a-heh, just might come in through
here with a gun... and then, what
would you do? (Heh.)"
"Everything is immaterial..."
"'n' you know that reality is immaterial."
"This is not reality..."

I'm kneeling on the floor
staring at the wall
like the spider in the window
I wish that I could speak
Is there fantasy in refuge?
God in politicians?
Should I turn on my religion?
These demons in my head tell me to

I'm lying here in bed
Swear my skin is inside out
Just another Sunday morning

Seen my diary on the newsstand
Seems we've lost the truth to quicksand
It's a shame no one is praying
'Cause these voices in my head
keep saying...

'Love, just don't stare.'
'Reveal the Word when you're
supposed to'
Withdrawn and introverted
Infectiously perverted
'Being laughed at and confused
keeps us pleasantly amused
enough to stay.'

Maybe I'm just Cassandra fleeting
Twentieth century Icon bleeding
Willing to risk Salvation
to escape from isolation

I'm witness to redemption
heard you speak but never listened
Can you rid me of my secrets?
Deliver us from Darkness?

Voices repeating me
'Feeling threatened?
We reflect your hopes and fears.'
Voices discussing me
Don't expect your own Messiah
This netherworld which you desire
is only in your mind.