Dimmu borgir,Cradle of filth,Children of Bodom,
Cult of Luna,Unter Null,Mandragora Scream,
Sin DNA,Mayhem,Behemoth,Paysage D'hiver, Katatonia,Him,Poisonblack,Sentenced,Placebo,
Portishead,Air,Yann Tiersen,Tori Amos,Elysian Fields,Cadaveria,Arch Enemy,Mushroomhead,Shamrain,
Entwine,Covenant,Malice Mizer,D'espairs Ray,Tricky,
Edgard Varese,Sonic Youth,Virus,Sixx:a.m.,Nachtmystium,
Anorexia Nervosa,Blutengel,Amon Amarth,Gorgoroth,
My Dying Bride,Steve Vai,Muse,Haggard,Opeth,Cure,
Norther,Saturnus,Lacuna Coil,After Forever,
Deine Lankaien,Amon tobin,Neurosis,Plasma Pool,
The Black Dahlia Murder,Xasthur,fucking too many...
Favorite Movies
Tim Burton's,Requiem for a dream,Amelie,The ninth gate,The red violin,Clockwork orange,Ma mere,Goodbye Lenin,To Spirtokouto,Matrix,Vidocq,Trance,Gummo,Total eclipse,....
Favorite TV Shows
friends,s1ngles,sex and the city,...
Favorite Books
love reading Edgar Allan Poe,Charles Baudelaire,Kariotakis,Kavafis,Ritsos,B.Brecht, F.Dostoyefski,V.Hugo,Paolo Coelho,Umberto Eco,...
I wish I was free of this I see her in my dreams Wish that she wasn't there But she still haunts me as I Still feel her breath on me Still want to taste her skin But I know that would kill me No, damn her Still I choke on her lies Still reeling from her last caress her goodbye Oh, how this sickens me This wretched fools affair I can't erase this from me And now it permeates In every thought I feel The anger writhes in my soul No, damn her Still I feel my stomach turn Jump back hold my head high I'm strong No, damn her Still I choke on her lies Not reeling I'm strong No, damn her Still I feel my stomach turn Jump back hold my head high I'm strong No, damn her Still I choke on her lies Not reeling I'm strong I wish I was free of this........
thank u my friend...
So insignificant,
Sleeping dormant deep inside of me,
Are you hiding away,lost,
Under the sewers
Maybe flying high,
In the clouds,
Perhaps you're happy without me,
So many seeds have been sown on chest,
And who could sprout up so blessedly,
if I had died,
I would have never,
felt sad at all,
You will not hear me say,
I'm sorry
Where is the light,
Wonder if it's weeping somewhere...
what can stay my thoughts they may not start
Or put my tongue in durance for to die.
When as these the keys of mouth and heart,
Open the lock where all my love doth lie.
How shall I then gaze on my mistress eyes?
My thought must have some vent: else my heart will break.
My tongue would rust as in my mouth it lies.
If eyes and thoughts were free and that not speak.
The texture of the soul is a liquid that casts a vermillion flood of my heart,From a wound carved as an oak;it fills the river bank a sanguine fog,These arms were meant to be lost!Hacked,severed and forgotten,The texture of time is a whisper that echoes across the flood,It's hymn resonates from tree to tree,through every sullen bough it sings,These boughs were said to be lost!Torn,unearthed and broken,Earth to flesh,flesh to wood,cast these limbs into the water,Flesh to wood,wood to stone,cast this stone into the water.and will end to my grave..