<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:40:38.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing is not Believing</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-112982166881797660</id><published>2005-10-20T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T09:58:05.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My love, it's our song!! Remember? Of course you do :)</title><content type='html'>"It's you that I adore&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be my whore&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the mother to my child&lt;br /&gt;And a child to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must never be apart&lt;br /&gt;We must never be apart&lt;br /&gt;Lovely girl you're the beauty in my world&lt;br /&gt;Without you there aren't reasons left to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll pull your crooked teeth&lt;br /&gt;You'll be perfect just like me&lt;br /&gt;You'll be a lover in my bed&lt;br /&gt;And a gun to my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must never be apart&lt;br /&gt;We must never be apart&lt;br /&gt;Lovely girl, you're the murder in my world&lt;br /&gt;Dressing coffins for the souls I've left to die&lt;br /&gt;Drinking mercury&lt;br /&gt;To the mistery of all that you should ever leave behind&lt;br /&gt;In time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In you I see dirty&lt;br /&gt;In you I count stars&lt;br /&gt;In you I feel so pretty&lt;br /&gt;In you I taste god&lt;br /&gt;In you I feel so hungry&lt;br /&gt;In you I crash cars&lt;br /&gt;We must never be apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking mercury&lt;br /&gt;To the mystery of all that you should ever seek to find&lt;br /&gt;Lovely girl you're the murder in my world&lt;br /&gt;Dressing coffins for the souls I've left behind&lt;br /&gt;In time&lt;br /&gt;We must never be apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you'll always be my whore&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're the one that I adore&lt;br /&gt;And I'll pull your crooked teeth&lt;br /&gt;You'll be perfect just like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In you I feel so dirty in you I crash cars&lt;br /&gt;In you I feel so pretty in you I taste God&lt;br /&gt;We must never be apart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ava Adore - &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Smashing Pumpkins (Adore)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É bom sentir o amor, o teu amor. Adoro-te.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-112982166881797660?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/112982166881797660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=112982166881797660' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112982166881797660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112982166881797660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-love-its-our-song-remember-of.html' title='My love, it&apos;s our song!! Remember? Of course you do :)'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-112922141414552786</id><published>2005-10-13T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T09:36:54.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Há dias assim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something takes a part of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something lost and never seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everytime I start to believe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something's raped and taken from me... from me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life's got to always be messing with me. (You wanna see the light)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't they chill and let me be free? (So do I)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't I take away all this pain. (You wanna see the light)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I try to every night, all in vain... in vain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I cannot take this place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes it's my life I can't taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I cannot feel my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll never see me fall from grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something takes a part of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You and I were meant to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A cheap fuck for me to lay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something takes a part of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeling like a freak on a leash. (You wanna see the light)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeling like I have no release. (So do I)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How many times have I felt diseased? (You wanna see the light)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing in my life is free... is free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I cannot take this place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes it's my life I can't taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I cannot feel my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll never see me fall from grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something takes a part of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You and I were meant to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A cheap fuck for me to lay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something takes a part of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Boom na da mmm dum na ema Da boom na da mmm dum na ema&lt;/em&gt; GO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So...fight! something on the... dum na ema &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fight...some things they fight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So...something on the... dum na ema&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fight...some things they fight Fight...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;something of the... dum na ema No...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;some things they fight Fight...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;something of the... dum na ema Fight...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;some things they fight&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I cannot take this place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes it's my life I can't taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I cannot feel my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll never see me fall from grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something takes a part of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You and I were meant to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A cheap fuck for me to lay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something takes a part of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Part of me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Freak on a leash - &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Korn (Follow the leader)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;É nos dias menos bons k encontramos a verdadeira essência dos dias bons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tem um bom dia!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-112922141414552786?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/112922141414552786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=112922141414552786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112922141414552786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112922141414552786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/10/h-dias-assim.html' title='Há dias assim...'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-112861596610629799</id><published>2005-10-06T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T09:26:06.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U didn't come :(</title><content type='html'>"Just think about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been skeptical&lt;br /&gt;Silent when I would used to speak&lt;br /&gt;Distant from all around me&lt;br /&gt;who witness me fail and become weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is overwhelming&lt;br /&gt;Heavy is the head that wears the crown&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to be the one to disappoint you when I don't fall down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you don't understand when I'm attempting to explain&lt;br /&gt;because you know it all and I guess things will never change&lt;br /&gt;but you might need my hand when falling in your whole&lt;br /&gt;Your disposition ill remember when I'm letting go of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you and me we're through and rearranged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that your not satisfied&lt;br /&gt;there's too much on your mind&lt;br /&gt;So you leave and I cant believe all the bullshit that I find&lt;br /&gt;Life is overwhelming&lt;br /&gt;Heavy is the head that wears the crown&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to be the one to disappoint you when I don't fall down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you don't understand when I'm attempting to explain&lt;br /&gt;because you know it all and I guess things will never change&lt;br /&gt;but you might need my hand when falling in your whole&lt;br /&gt;Your disposition ill remember when I'm letting go of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you and me we're through and rearranged&lt;br /&gt;... you're no good for me&lt;br /&gt;Thank God its over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make believe that nothing is wrong until you're cryin'&lt;br /&gt;You make believe life is so long until you're dyin'&lt;br /&gt;You make believe that nothing is wrong until you're cryin', cryin' on me&lt;br /&gt;You make believe that life is so long until you're dyin', dyin' on me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think that everybody is the same&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that anybody is like you&lt;br /&gt;You ruin everything and you kept fuckin' with me until its over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think about it&lt;br /&gt;Did you get it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-Arranged - &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Limp Bizkit (Significant Other)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-112861596610629799?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/112861596610629799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=112861596610629799' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112861596610629799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112861596610629799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/10/u-didnt-come.html' title='U didn&apos;t come :('/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-112861437238795730</id><published>2005-10-06T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T08:59:32.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eclipse</title><content type='html'>Estou de volta! Após kuase um mês eclipsado, espalhando eclipses por outro lado, volto aki, onde a lua nunca deixa de brilhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Snowbird,&lt;br /&gt;ablaze and hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Brighter, fearless, just like a runaway.&lt;br /&gt;Princess never-a-smile.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, child! What makes you try?&lt;br /&gt;Crying and sobbing&lt;br /&gt;You greet the other day&lt;br /&gt;She who never touches ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spreading an eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;Where never the sun shines,&lt;br /&gt;At her feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frostbite, Astray, Will, Faith.&lt;br /&gt;Haunting, hunting ,&lt;br /&gt;she rules the game.&lt;br /&gt;Twin soul you are always a strange.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing ever makes you afraid?&lt;br /&gt;Promising, threatening.&lt;br /&gt;She looks the other way&lt;br /&gt;She who never touches ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spreading an eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;Where never the sun shines&lt;br /&gt;At her feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starlike, but never to be counted.&lt;br /&gt;Look at your hands, child!&lt;br /&gt;Destinies grow back to them.&lt;br /&gt;Daughter sun&lt;br /&gt;With nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;Never a fullmoon&lt;br /&gt;Just the sickening ray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prudent.&lt;br /&gt;In tears hiding,&lt;br /&gt;No water shed.&lt;br /&gt;The sign of the Cross&lt;br /&gt;Will take you to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Capricorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spreading an eclipse&lt;br /&gt;May never the sun shine&lt;br /&gt;At her feet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Capricorn at her feet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Moonspell (The Antidote) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Saudações lunares!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-112861437238795730?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/112861437238795730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=112861437238795730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112861437238795730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112861437238795730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/10/eclipse.html' title='Eclipse'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-112619979057297471</id><published>2005-09-08T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T10:16:30.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karkov</title><content type='html'>Não podia deixar de fazer referência e homenagem a uma das bandas portuguesas que melhor tem espalhado a sua classe pelos palcos, não só a nível nacional, como também internacional. Quem já teve o prazer de assistir, sabe do que é que eu estou a falar, quem nunca assistiu, não perca a possibilidade de ver os Blasted Mechanism!&lt;br /&gt;Deixo aki uma das músicas mais contagiantes de todo o tempo... preparem-se para o "mosh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nadabrovitchka&lt;br /&gt;Shultzé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karkov, nadabrovitchka duldjie Karkov,&lt;br /&gt;Bradobva slavograt, un duldjie moodcranav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drismov, bradano shultze mie te drismov,&lt;br /&gt;Madrone zie tuscravitz, da zudazie viet su.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadabrovitchka&lt;br /&gt;Shultzé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drismov, bradano shultze mie te drismov&lt;br /&gt;Naboltse drumo slavograt, un duldjie moodcranav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karkov nadabrovitchka duldjie karkov,&lt;br /&gt;Bradobva slavograt, un duldjie moodcranav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadabrovitchka&lt;br /&gt;Shultzé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drismov, bradano shultze mie te drismov&lt;br /&gt;Naboltse drumo slavograt, un duldjie moodcranav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shultzé"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Karkov - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Blasted Mechanism (Plasma) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já agora, visitem um site bem construído &lt;a href="http://www.blastedmechanism.com"&gt;http://www.blastedmechanism.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buólá!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-112619979057297471?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/112619979057297471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=112619979057297471' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112619979057297471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112619979057297471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/09/karkov.html' title='Karkov'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-112602512047133478</id><published>2005-09-06T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T09:45:20.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>### 3</title><content type='html'># HOJE ACORDÁMOS EM SÍTIOS DIFERENTES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu, no meio das ruínas que se movem, das sombras que sopram,&lt;br /&gt;das almas em fuga para dentro da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu, no meio das ruínas paradas, das sombras que já não respiram,&lt;br /&gt;das almas em fuga para longe da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã, sempre amanhã,&lt;br /&gt;tentaremos acordar no mesmo sítio de sempre&lt;br /&gt;e o abismo do medo e da dor irá rir-se de nós&lt;br /&gt;enquanto nos engole ou nos deixa passar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# O TOQUE DA MORTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem possui o toque da morte&lt;br /&gt;não sabe a sorte que tem&lt;br /&gt;e de como irá fazer tantas pessoas felizes.&lt;br /&gt;Porque o toque da morte é uma espécie de cura sem mentira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem toca com o toque da morte&lt;br /&gt;desconhece, por completo, o seu dom&lt;br /&gt;e como o transmitir às pessoas que, verdadeiramente,&lt;br /&gt;esperam por ele para começar a viver.&lt;br /&gt;Porque o toque da morte faz-nos descer à terra&lt;br /&gt;de onde nunca deveríamos ter levantado as nossas cabeças&lt;br /&gt;e que nunca deveríamos ter pisado com os nossos pés.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# NOCTÍCULA&lt;br /&gt;Quando cair&lt;br /&gt;Na altura da queda de todos os dias,&lt;br /&gt;Da altura da queda de todos os dias,&lt;br /&gt;Esticarei o braço curvado em raiz,&lt;br /&gt;Corrupto nas pontas que me servem de olhos na queda,&lt;br /&gt;De dedos de tremer, de amparo que rasga,&lt;br /&gt;Para quando chegar ao chão&lt;br /&gt;Se disperse o nada de mim e infecte o tudo dos outros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando cair&lt;br /&gt;na altura da queda de todos os dias,&lt;br /&gt;Da altura da queda de todos os dias,&lt;br /&gt;Vou agarrar uma partícula da noite&lt;br /&gt;E consegui-la apertar na mão em garra doente.&lt;br /&gt;Apertar até fechar com os dedos por fora do que está dentro&lt;br /&gt;E levá-la comigo, secretamente.&lt;br /&gt;Na garra bem fechada, na mão de eclipse que contém o eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;Vou levá-la para entrar nela sempre que quiser.&lt;br /&gt;Para entrar nela e me esconder de ti&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo sabendo que tu me vês.&lt;br /&gt;Em qualquer noite em que eu esteja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fernando Ribeiro - Feridas Essenciais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-112602512047133478?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/112602512047133478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=112602512047133478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112602512047133478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112602512047133478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/09/3.html' title='### 3'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-112593249255058045</id><published>2005-09-05T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T08:01:32.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sending a smile over to you</title><content type='html'>"Disarm you with a smile&lt;br /&gt;And cut you like you want me to&lt;br /&gt;Cut that little child&lt;br /&gt;Inside of me and such a part of you&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, the years burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be a little boy&lt;br /&gt;So old in my shoes&lt;br /&gt;And what I choose is my choice&lt;br /&gt;What's a boy supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;The killer in me is the killer in you&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;I send this smile over to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disarm you with a smile&lt;br /&gt;And leave you like they left me here&lt;br /&gt;To wither in denial&lt;br /&gt;The bitterness of one who's left alone&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, the years burn&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, the years burn, burn, burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be a little boy&lt;br /&gt;So old in my shoes&lt;br /&gt;And what I choose is my voice&lt;br /&gt;What's a boy supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;The killer in me is the killer in you&lt;br /&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;I send this smile over to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The killer in me is the killer in you&lt;br /&gt;Send this smile over to you&lt;br /&gt;The killer in me is the killer in you&lt;br /&gt;Send this smile over to you&lt;br /&gt;The killer in me is the killer in you&lt;br /&gt;Send this smile over to you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Disarm - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Smashing Pumpkins (Siamese Dream)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my favourite History teacher. Hope to see you soon ;)&lt;br /&gt;Many kisses &amp;amp; choc mousse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-112593249255058045?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/112593249255058045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=112593249255058045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112593249255058045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112593249255058045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/09/sending-smile-over-to-you.html' title='Sending a smile over to you'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-112593174809637062</id><published>2005-09-05T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T07:49:08.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mudam-se os tempos, mudam-se as vontades"</title><content type='html'>Li o poema com este título no blog da Carla &lt;a href="http://poesiashojesempre.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://poesiashojesempre.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; e lembrei-me disto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You say you wander your own land&lt;br /&gt;But when I think about it I don't see how you can&lt;br /&gt;You're aching, you're breaking&lt;br /&gt;And I can see the pain in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Says everybody's changing and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So little time&lt;br /&gt;Try to understand that I'm&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make a move just to stay in the game&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to stay awake and remember my name&lt;br /&gt;But everybody's changing and I don't feel the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're gone from here&lt;br /&gt;Soon you will dissapear&lt;br /&gt;Fading into beautiful light&lt;br /&gt;Cos everybody's changing and I don't feel right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So little time&lt;br /&gt;Try to understand that I'm&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make a move just to stay in the game&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to stay awake and remember my name&lt;br /&gt;But everybody's changing and I don't feel the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So little time&lt;br /&gt;Try to understand that I'm&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make a move just to stay in the game&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to stay awake and remember my name&lt;br /&gt;But everybody's changing and I don't feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Oh, everybody's changing and I don't feel the same"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everybody's changing - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Keane (Hopes and Fears)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-112593174809637062?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/112593174809637062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=112593174809637062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112593174809637062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112593174809637062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/09/mudam-se-os-tempos-mudam-se-as.html' title='&quot;Mudam-se os tempos, mudam-se as vontades&quot;'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-112567402865638817</id><published>2005-09-02T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T08:13:48.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sissi, forbiden to me</title><content type='html'>"Let me wake up in your arms&lt;br /&gt;Hear you say it's not alright&lt;br /&gt;Let me be self dead and gone&lt;br /&gt;So far away from life&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;And bury me deep inside your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted was you, my love&lt;br /&gt;You...all I ever wanted is you, my love&lt;br /&gt;Your're all I ever wanted, just you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me never see the sun&lt;br /&gt;And never see your smile&lt;br /&gt;Let us be so dead and so gone&lt;br /&gt;So far away from life&lt;br /&gt;Just close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;And bury me deep inside your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted was you, my love&lt;br /&gt;You...all I ever wanted is you, my love&lt;br /&gt;You're all I ever wanted, you, oh my love&lt;br /&gt;You're all I ever wanted, you, my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the way it's always been&lt;br /&gt;My heart stops beating only for you Baby&lt;br /&gt;Only for your loving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted was you, my love&lt;br /&gt;You...all I ever wanted is you, my love&lt;br /&gt;You're all I ever wanted, you, my love&lt;br /&gt;You're all I ever wanted, you, my love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bury me deep inside your heart - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HIM (Razorblade Romance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem imaginas como és importante para mim Sissi!!&lt;br /&gt;Como eu desejo estar ao pé de ti!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-112567402865638817?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/112567402865638817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=112567402865638817' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112567402865638817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112567402865638817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/09/sissi-forbiden-to-me.html' title='Sissi, forbiden to me'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-112542039548360210</id><published>2005-08-30T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T09:46:35.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Race against myself</title><content type='html'>"All I want&lt;br /&gt;All I need&lt;br /&gt;Always lies just out of reach&lt;br /&gt;I‘ve been coming up empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I‘ve run as fast&lt;br /&gt;As I can run&lt;br /&gt;I‘ve pushed as hard as anyone&lt;br /&gt;Still there‘s nothing for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I‘ve tried as hard as I can&lt;br /&gt;I‘ve taken all I can stand&lt;br /&gt;But I am running a race&lt;br /&gt;Against myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burning out&lt;br /&gt;Strung along&lt;br /&gt;Now my sorrow is my song&lt;br /&gt;My whole world is half-hearted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my pain&lt;br /&gt;I have none&lt;br /&gt;After all is said and done&lt;br /&gt;Now I‘m back where I started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I‘ve gone as far as I can&lt;br /&gt;I‘ve taken all I can stand&lt;br /&gt;But I am running a race&lt;br /&gt;Against myself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Race Against Myself - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Offspring (Splinter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-112542039548360210?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/112542039548360210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=112542039548360210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112542039548360210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112542039548360210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/08/race-against-myself.html' title='Race against myself'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-112533746029134431</id><published>2005-08-29T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T10:44:20.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Efeito Borboleta - Teoria do Caos</title><content type='html'>"When I move&lt;br /&gt;You move with me&lt;br /&gt;I feed off you&lt;br /&gt;You feast on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what I see&lt;br /&gt;You can not see&lt;br /&gt;That when I move&lt;br /&gt;You move with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where´s this small&lt;br /&gt;dead hand that creeps me&lt;br /&gt;I am biting it to its very bone&lt;br /&gt;Collapsing with everything new on me&lt;br /&gt;until it gets so very old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what I see&lt;br /&gt;You can not see&lt;br /&gt;That when I move&lt;br /&gt;You move with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this third body&lt;br /&gt;spinning fast&lt;br /&gt;reducing me into a relapse&lt;br /&gt;with its criplled flaps&lt;br /&gt;slow motion dims&lt;br /&gt;sweetly parasited&lt;br /&gt;by butterfly wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what I see&lt;br /&gt;You can not see&lt;br /&gt;That when I move&lt;br /&gt;You move with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that is old is new again&lt;br /&gt;(To be) each other spies we´re condemned&lt;br /&gt;Everything is everywhere&lt;br /&gt;The butterfly effect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what I see&lt;br /&gt;You can not see&lt;br /&gt;I will have to kill you&lt;br /&gt;Before you kill me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Butterfly Fx - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Moonspell (The Butterfly Effect)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicatória especial para Skin, um beijinho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-112533746029134431?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/112533746029134431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=112533746029134431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112533746029134431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112533746029134431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/08/efeito-borboleta-teoria-do-caos_29.html' title='Efeito Borboleta - Teoria do Caos'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-112533680508867430</id><published>2005-08-29T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T10:33:27.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouro Negro</title><content type='html'>Movimento. Produção. Informação. Energia.&lt;br /&gt;Sentimento. Inovação. Confusão. Entropia.&lt;br /&gt;Um mundo que se move a "óleo". O "óleo" que move um Mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Tão essencial, tão essencialmente desnecessário.&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez mais procurado, sempre muito mais valioso,&lt;br /&gt;inunda e corrompe o mercado, num sufoco oleoso.&lt;br /&gt;A relíquia efémera, herança primitiva,&lt;br /&gt;que com o fim à vista, adia sem deixar pista,&lt;br /&gt;a nova energia viva.&lt;br /&gt;É inacreditável a facilidade com que o preço do petróleo escala a tabela de preços. Ao dia de hoje está já em 70$, muitos analistas prevêem que até ao final do ano, a barreira psicológica dos 100$ será alcançada e alguns defendem até que será ultrapassada. E não é difícil encontrar razões para isto, afinal o petróleo é tão essencial que seja qual for o preço, tem que se adquirir. Por isso, as "mentes sugadoras" que se apoderam da herança do mundo, vendem ao preço que muito bem entendem, e qualquer motivo, é um bom motivo pra aumentar o valor.&lt;br /&gt;Mas um dia vai acabar. E o que virá depois? Tantas hipóteses!! A energia solar, a água, o hidrogénio, a anti-matéria... quem sabe até se não existe já a solução? E espera-se só a exaustão do ouro negro, para que a necessidade de uma energia universal a faça render ainda mais do que um barril de petróleo. Certamente será esse o destino, e não acredite que alguém ainda pense que tudo vai voltar a ser como antes. É um caminho de um só sentido, impossível de voltar atrás. O Homem e a ambição, e a poluição, e a destruição... resta saber qual vai acabar primeiro, o ouro negro ou nós? Haverá ainda tempo de ver a nova alternativa? Sem saber responder, aposto na anti-matéria, para o mundo que há-de vir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-112533680508867430?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/112533680508867430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=112533680508867430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112533680508867430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112533680508867430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/08/ouro-negro.html' title='Ouro Negro'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-112507702510684590</id><published>2005-08-26T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T10:23:45.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Origins.</title><content type='html'>"The Silverbullet, so earthly fast&lt;br /&gt;Forever Rope, so hard to fight&lt;br /&gt;The Silverbullet, so earthly trashed&lt;br /&gt;Forever Rope, symbol of trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mandrake root, your essence leaver&lt;br /&gt;The morning Blade, first to awake&lt;br /&gt;The morning shame, till you can't take&lt;br /&gt;The Mandrake root, in venemnum veritas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Silverbullet, the southern deathstyle&lt;br /&gt;Forever Rope, forever tied&lt;br /&gt;The Mandrake pill, your magic route to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;The morning breaks, it's lunar still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Elements, all molded together&lt;br /&gt;A Family, whose name is Death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Elements, in circle fear&lt;br /&gt;Bullet, Root, Blade and Rope&lt;br /&gt;All hold so dear!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Southern Deathstyle -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Moonspell (The Antidote)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-112507702510684590?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/112507702510684590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=112507702510684590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112507702510684590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112507702510684590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/08/origins.html' title='Origins.'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-112142204374109024</id><published>2005-07-15T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T03:07:23.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life vs. Death</title><content type='html'>"Àquele que me mostrar alguém&lt;br /&gt;Com mais momentos de engano&lt;br /&gt;Darei a recompensa devida,&lt;br /&gt;Dizendo-lhe em cada dia que se levanta,&lt;br /&gt;E que pensa bonita a vida,&lt;br /&gt;E que quer bonita a vida,&lt;br /&gt;Tudo dependerá, fatalmente, de onde se vê a vida,&lt;br /&gt;De onde se pensa a desdita,&lt;br /&gt;Pois que o desejo é tudo o que se quer e o que nunca se pode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sós e confusos num beijo sufocado,&lt;br /&gt;Ritual profano,&lt;br /&gt;Volta a língua à boca proibida que deixou escapar o sopro&lt;br /&gt;e me tentou mostrar alguém com mais momentos de engano.&lt;br /&gt;Quem em cada dia que se levanta&lt;br /&gt;E que pensa bonita a vida,&lt;br /&gt;Com que lhe fiz pagar, implacável,&lt;br /&gt;O engano da vida."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Duelo - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fernando Ribeiro (Feridas Essenciais)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por muito que dure e duro seja o combate, o vencedor será sempre o mesmo... ou não?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-112142204374109024?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/112142204374109024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=112142204374109024' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112142204374109024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112142204374109024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/07/life-vs-death.html' title='Life vs. Death'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-112135999030720560</id><published>2005-07-14T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T03:00:16.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A poisoned gift, from Sissi</title><content type='html'>Forever young in a ground so cold&lt;br /&gt;the splendour of your dead still fresh to behold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your neck an open wound&lt;br /&gt;to spawn life into our Love&lt;br /&gt;and to feed the creatures of our world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have tasted from the poisoned gift of love&lt;br /&gt;which condemn us to forever fly alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have experienced an aged potion&lt;br /&gt;the wine of light which stole us light&lt;br /&gt;may we gather again and be as one&lt;br /&gt;to forever relish with the twin joys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we tasted from the poisoned gift of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever young in a ground so cold&lt;br /&gt;the splendour of your dance still there to behold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our legend is a sin in tongues&lt;br /&gt;To eternal sleep, to trance we belong&lt;br /&gt;we are now but an empty glance&lt;br /&gt;palid is your state of grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To eternal sleep we belong&lt;br /&gt;feeling the rapture of the world&lt;br /&gt;beneath the violence of this curse&lt;br /&gt;from the poisoned gift of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I asked you to fly&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I recreate the vow&lt;br /&gt;Do not fail to love me&lt;br /&gt;As I failled to die... with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A poisoned gift - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Moonspell (Irreligious)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda não encontrei o antídoto para este presente, Sissi...&lt;br /&gt;Só a distância me permite respirar, Sissi...&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo para ti, Sissi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-112135999030720560?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/112135999030720560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=112135999030720560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112135999030720560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112135999030720560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/07/poisoned-gift-from-sissi.html' title='A poisoned gift, from Sissi'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-112049828285068805</id><published>2005-07-04T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T06:41:15.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para ti, que me falas com silêncio</title><content type='html'>Insisto, porque no fundo és a razão deste blog.&lt;br /&gt;Foi por ti que ele apareceu, foi de ti que ele se gerou, foi em ti que ele se inspirou e respira, e respira.&lt;br /&gt;Kuando te vi a primeira vez, vi a tua pele, nessa altura eras pele, foi isso que me atraiu em ti, foi aí o nosso primeiro olá. Gostei, gostámos, repetimos e disfrutámos. Vinhas ao meu mundo, eu ia ao teu.&lt;br /&gt;A empatia cresceu (k bom), a menina triste visitava-me e sorria. Como é divertida, a menina triste! E bela! E a voz!? Essa voz que se auto-proclama de silêncio, essa voz é doce! Já ouviram bem? Como é bom tê-la a sussurrar ao ouvido, como é bom o "silêncio".&lt;br /&gt;Depois abriste mais a porta, convidaste-me a entrar, eu não recusei, não podia recusar, de pronto entrei, sem por um momento hesitar... os meus olhos percorreram-te de alto a baixo, todos os pormenores... encantado, deslumbrado, apaixonado, fui obrigado a tocar-te... e o meu blog nasceu.&lt;br /&gt;Kual progenitora, deste-lhe o primeiro cuidado, a energia vital e agora já caminha. Ainda está na sua infância, e tem poucos conhecimentos... mas o k importa isso, se tu estás aki? Por acaso preocupamo-nos em respirar kd o ar n nos falta? Assim tb nd me importa, kd tu estás aki. Assim tb nd me importa kd ouço a tua voz do silencio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando o silêncio for impotente, usa a tua voz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you in the dark, you in the pain, you on the run&lt;br /&gt;living a hell, living your ghost, living your end&lt;br /&gt;never seem to get in the place that i belong&lt;br /&gt;don't want to lose the time, lose the time to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever you say it's alright&lt;br /&gt;whatever you do it's all good&lt;br /&gt;whatever you say it's alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silence is not the way&lt;br /&gt;we need to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;if heaven is on the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you in the sea on a decline, breaking the waves&lt;br /&gt;watching the lights go down, letting the cables sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silence is not the way&lt;br /&gt;we need to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;if heaven is on the way&lt;br /&gt;we'll wrap the world around it&lt;br /&gt;if heaven is on the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a stranger in this town&lt;br /&gt;i'm a stranger in this town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Letting the cables sleep - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bush (The Science of Things)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-112049828285068805?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/112049828285068805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=112049828285068805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112049828285068805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112049828285068805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/07/para-ti-que-me-falas-com-silncio.html' title='Para ti, que me falas com silêncio'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-112015114595873077</id><published>2005-06-30T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T10:05:45.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hear this song!</title><content type='html'>Lay beside me, tell me what they've done&lt;br /&gt;Speak the words I wanna hear, to make my demons run&lt;br /&gt;The door is locked now, but it's open if you're true&lt;br /&gt;If you can understand the me, than I can understand the you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay beside me, under wicked sky&lt;br /&gt;The black of day, dark of night, we share this paralyze&lt;br /&gt;The door cracks open, but there's no sun shining through&lt;br /&gt;Black hearts scarring darkness still, but there's no sun shining through&lt;br /&gt;No, there's no sun shining through&lt;br /&gt;No, there's no sun shining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've felt, what I've known&lt;br /&gt;Turn the pages, turn the stone&lt;br /&gt;Behind the door&lt;br /&gt;Should I open it for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, what I've felt, what I've known&lt;br /&gt;Sick and tired, I stand alone&lt;br /&gt;Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you&lt;br /&gt;Or are you unforgiven too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come lay beside me, this won't hurt, I swear&lt;br /&gt;She loves me not, she loves me still, but she'll never love again&lt;br /&gt;She lay beside me, but she'll be there when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Black heart scarring darker steel, yes, she'll be there when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she'll be there when I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Dead sure she'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've felt, what I've known&lt;br /&gt;Turn the pages, turn the stone&lt;br /&gt;Behind the door&lt;br /&gt;Should I open it for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, what I've felt, what I've known&lt;br /&gt;Sick and tired, I stand alone&lt;br /&gt;Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you&lt;br /&gt;Or are you unforgiven too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay beside me, tell me what I've done&lt;br /&gt;The door is closed, so are your eyes&lt;br /&gt;But now I see the sun, now I see the sun&lt;br /&gt;Yes, now I see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've felt, what I've known&lt;br /&gt;Turn the pages, turn the stone&lt;br /&gt;Behind the door&lt;br /&gt;Should I open it for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, what I've felt, what I've known&lt;br /&gt;So sick and tired, I stand alone&lt;br /&gt;Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits&lt;br /&gt;The one who waits for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what I've felt, what I've known&lt;br /&gt;Turn the pages, turn the stone&lt;br /&gt;Behind the door&lt;br /&gt;Should I open it for you?&lt;br /&gt;So I dub thee unforgiven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what I've felt&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what I've known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take this key&lt;br /&gt;And I bury it in you&lt;br /&gt;Because you're unforgiven too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never free&lt;br /&gt;Never me&lt;br /&gt;'cause you're unforgiven too&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Unforgive II - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Metallica (Reload)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-112015114595873077?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-112014958526385886</id><published>2005-06-30T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T09:39:45.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My twin soul</title><content type='html'>Strange infatuation seems to grace the evening tide&lt;br /&gt;I'll take it by your side&lt;br /&gt;Such imagination seems to help the feeling slide&lt;br /&gt;I'll take it by your side&lt;br /&gt;Instant correlation sucks and breeds a pack of lies&lt;br /&gt;I'll take it by your side&lt;br /&gt;Over saturation curls the skin and tans the hide&lt;br /&gt;I'll take it by your side&lt;br /&gt;Tick, tock&lt;br /&gt;Tick, tick, tick, tick,&lt;br /&gt;tick, tock&lt;br /&gt;I'm unclean a libertine&lt;br /&gt;And every time you vent your spleen&lt;br /&gt;I seem to lose the power of speech&lt;br /&gt;You're slipping slowly from my reach&lt;br /&gt;You grow me like an evergreen&lt;br /&gt;You've never seen the lonely me at all&lt;br /&gt;I...Take the plan, spin it sideways&lt;br /&gt;I...Fall&lt;br /&gt;Without you, I'm nothing&lt;br /&gt;Without you, I'm nothing&lt;br /&gt;Without you, I'm nothing&lt;br /&gt;Take the plan, spin it sideways&lt;br /&gt;Without you, I'm nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Without you I'm nothing - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Placebo (Without you I'm nothing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-112014958526385886?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/112014958526385886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=112014958526385886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112014958526385886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/112014958526385886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-twin-soul.html' title='My twin soul'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-111953848904686974</id><published>2005-06-23T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T07:54:49.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reclaim my place (a wind-sea ride)</title><content type='html'>Traveling by the winds&lt;br /&gt;Back to two Capricorn ago&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of things&lt;br /&gt;That confuse me so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were no waves at the sea&lt;br /&gt;The surfing guys were sad&lt;br /&gt;The History arrived&lt;br /&gt;And started making me mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gorgeous History she was&lt;br /&gt;Really hard to resist&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the rope was still strong&lt;br /&gt;And still hanging my wrists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traveling by the winds&lt;br /&gt;And with she in my heart&lt;br /&gt;We forward trough the Summer start&lt;br /&gt;And listen to what rain sings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waves were again low&lt;br /&gt;No need for the rope&lt;br /&gt;But suddenly it flow&lt;br /&gt;And burned a star of hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring of hot&lt;br /&gt;A Sun to burn my heart&lt;br /&gt;Insane me a lot&lt;br /&gt;And the History was a bit apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Sun moments&lt;br /&gt;The Madness of Desire&lt;br /&gt;The Desire of Madness&lt;br /&gt;Replacing the rope by wire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not strong enough&lt;br /&gt;The Sun was really magnificent&lt;br /&gt;The temptation was thorough&lt;br /&gt;Waves become evident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And closer to the sea we were&lt;br /&gt;The Sun in my skin&lt;br /&gt;The moment will forever last&lt;br /&gt;Behind the shrub spies the sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds cover the Sun&lt;br /&gt;With History leading it&lt;br /&gt;The story lessons begun&lt;br /&gt;The Sun decided to quit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving trough the books&lt;br /&gt;The History in my hand&lt;br /&gt;How pretty she looks&lt;br /&gt;Closer to the castle of sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy days begun&lt;br /&gt;Sun and History among in a big wave&lt;br /&gt;A decision like a shotgun&lt;br /&gt;Hard to choose, hard to take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Neptuno appears&lt;br /&gt;With Patty at is side&lt;br /&gt;With a hand the waves were tears&lt;br /&gt;The sea calm down worldwide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surf guy wasn’t sad&lt;br /&gt;In spite of no waves to ride&lt;br /&gt;He has now the windsurf&lt;br /&gt;With Patty at his side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And traveling by the winds&lt;br /&gt;The wind blowing my face&lt;br /&gt;After all these good things&lt;br /&gt;I can now reclaim my place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returning to present living&lt;br /&gt;The Sun is great friend&lt;br /&gt;History’s beauty still always shinning&lt;br /&gt;It will be like this till the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-111953848904686974?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/111953848904686974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=111953848904686974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/111953848904686974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/111953848904686974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/06/reclaim-my-place-wind-sea-ride.html' title='Reclaim my place (a wind-sea ride)'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-111953321774141710</id><published>2005-06-23T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T06:26:57.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect III</title><content type='html'>"Everyone considered the man in the blue jacket&lt;br /&gt;as the most beautiful human being they have ever seen:&lt;br /&gt;nuns saw on him the Messiah in flesh;&lt;br /&gt;Satan's adorers the lustrous Prince of Darkness;&lt;br /&gt;philosophers the Supreme Being;&lt;br /&gt;young females an enchanted prince;&lt;br /&gt;Men an ideal reflection of themselves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From "The Perfume" - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Patrick Süskind (The Perfume (Story of an Assassin))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this, it seems that Perfection do exist, but... where is it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-111953321774141710?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/111953321774141710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=111953321774141710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/111953321774141710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/111953321774141710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/06/perfect-iii.html' title='Perfect III'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-111953260585478490</id><published>2005-06-23T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T06:16:45.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect II</title><content type='html'>I know we're just like old friends&lt;br /&gt;we just can't pretend&lt;br /&gt;that lovers make amends&lt;br /&gt;we are reasons so unreal&lt;br /&gt;we can't help but feel&lt;br /&gt;that something has been lost&lt;br /&gt;but please you know you're just like me&lt;br /&gt;next time I promise we'll be&lt;br /&gt;perfect&lt;br /&gt;perfect&lt;br /&gt;perfect strangers down the line&lt;br /&gt;lovers out of time&lt;br /&gt;memories unwind&lt;br /&gt;so far I still know who you are&lt;br /&gt;but now I wonder who I was...&lt;br /&gt;angel, you know it's not the end&lt;br /&gt;we'll always be good friends&lt;br /&gt;the letters have been sent on&lt;br /&gt;so please, you always were so free&lt;br /&gt;you'll see, I promise we'll be&lt;br /&gt;perfect&lt;br /&gt;perfect strangers when we meet&lt;br /&gt;strangers on the street&lt;br /&gt;lovers while we meet&lt;br /&gt;perfect&lt;br /&gt;you know this has to be&lt;br /&gt;we always we're so free&lt;br /&gt;we promised that we'd be&lt;br /&gt;perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Perfect - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Smashing Pumpkins (Adore)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-111953260585478490?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/111953260585478490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=111953260585478490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/111953260585478490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/111953260585478490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/06/perfect-ii.html' title='Perfect II'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-111953230770006461</id><published>2005-06-23T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T06:11:47.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect I</title><content type='html'>There is no doubt about it&lt;br /&gt;I'm one of a kind, baby&lt;br /&gt;I am le d'Artagnan de coeur&lt;br /&gt;As you may see, candy&lt;br /&gt;And I'm talkin with my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I walk in different styles&lt;br /&gt;I'm the genuine man!&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am&lt;br /&gt;I am a perfect gentleman&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am&lt;br /&gt;I am a perfect gentleman&lt;br /&gt;Kneel down, inhale my odor&lt;br /&gt;Come, kiss my hand, angel&lt;br /&gt;Dare to explore my higher grounds&lt;br /&gt;Strive to deserve me, ma cherie&lt;br /&gt;And my winds surpass perfume&lt;br /&gt;I'm charismatic at full bloom&lt;br /&gt;I'm the genuine man!&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am&lt;br /&gt;I am a perfect gentleman&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am&lt;br /&gt;I am a perfect gentleman&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am, I am, yes I am (Perfect)&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, what can I do&lt;br /&gt;I can't resist my own reflection&lt;br /&gt;How would possibly anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I am (Perfect)&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am (Perfect)&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord I am (Perfect)&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am&lt;br /&gt;I am a perfect gentleman&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am&lt;br /&gt;I am a perfect gentleman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Perfect Gentelman - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Helloween (Master of the Rings)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-111953230770006461?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/111953230770006461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=111953230770006461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/111953230770006461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/111953230770006461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/06/perfect-i.html' title='Perfect I'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-111936855510412292</id><published>2005-06-21T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T08:42:35.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>À Sol da vida minha</title><content type='html'>Once uppon a time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;«vamos passar à parte romântica deste e-mail (podes escolher a música k keres ouvir... eu sempre k ouço a "Picture of my own" dos fingerstips lembro-me de ti, pk apareceste na minha vida mais ou menos ao mm tempo k essa bela música, mas se kiseres outra... toma lá 1 Euro e vai à Jukebox mudar)... e a parte romântica começa assim:&lt;br /&gt;....(um bocadinho de silêncio pra começar a ouvir a música...)...&lt;br /&gt;saíste há tão pouco tempo,&lt;br /&gt;e o tempo passa tão devagar,&lt;br /&gt;kuando n estás por perto,&lt;br /&gt;as saudades não param de aumentar&lt;br /&gt;(mais um silênciozinho pra ver se a música inda n acabou)...&lt;br /&gt;sabes k te adoro?&lt;br /&gt;k o doce dos teus lábios me encantou?&lt;br /&gt;Sabes k kuando me demoro,&lt;br /&gt;é pk o relógio do tempo n parou?&lt;br /&gt;E embora eu me esforçasse,&lt;br /&gt;e me pendurasse aos ponteiros para o parar,&lt;br /&gt;ele teima em acelerar-se,&lt;br /&gt;e nem me deixa tempo pra te amar.&lt;br /&gt;(boa música esta hem... ainda dura!!... vamos continuar então, e já tamos perto do fim...)&lt;br /&gt;E eu aki armado em poeta,&lt;br /&gt;Com tanta rima ainda te adormeço,&lt;br /&gt;Mas é pra veres o k eu posso fazer,&lt;br /&gt;Só pra ver se te conheço.&lt;br /&gt;(hã, mm no final da música... ah, a música ainda n acabou?!... bom então lê outra vez... e continua até acabar a música, já k pusemos 1 Euro, ao menos ouvimos a música até ao fim).&lt;br /&gt;I miss you************»&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Sun that once brightened my life,&lt;br /&gt;my best regards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-111936855510412292?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/111936855510412292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=111936855510412292' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/111936855510412292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/111936855510412292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/06/sol-da-vida-minha.html' title='À Sol da vida minha'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-111936782204920051</id><published>2005-06-21T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T08:30:22.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Cristy</title><content type='html'>Put your arms around my neck&lt;br /&gt;like a pathetic lace of death&lt;br /&gt;displays like a tarot deck&lt;br /&gt;I'm the card of the hangedman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I stand&lt;br /&gt;With a flame on my hand&lt;br /&gt;Do you understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is hope for me&lt;br /&gt;She's flirting with the breeze&lt;br /&gt;on a peculiar coreography&lt;br /&gt;with the dead arms of some old southern tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silently, lips sealed against me, silently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it makes you wanna know&lt;br /&gt;If in all the stories the true is really told&lt;br /&gt;And it makes you wanna reborn&lt;br /&gt;and like a snake, crawl every warm season into a new different form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your lace around my face&lt;br /&gt;Just like a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;Through the blank of my closed eyes&lt;br /&gt;You can foresee the rope within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it makes you wanna know&lt;br /&gt;How deeply have you trully flown&lt;br /&gt;And it makes you wanna ride&lt;br /&gt;Through the fake suicide of someone already dead inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it make you wanna disclaim&lt;br /&gt;Something you have never really learnt&lt;br /&gt;And it makes you wanna stay&lt;br /&gt;Forever tangled in the pale arms of some hangedman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I stand&lt;br /&gt;To understand&lt;br /&gt;Violently&lt;br /&gt;I have you with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"The Hangedman" - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fernando Ribeiro (Moonspell - Sin/Pecado)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-111936782204920051?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/111936782204920051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=111936782204920051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/111936782204920051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/111936782204920051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/06/for-cristy.html' title='For Cristy'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-111876371445880901</id><published>2005-06-14T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T08:41:54.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is children abuse allowed?</title><content type='html'>Today the news just told me that a major music star had just been considered unguilty of pedofilly practices, when many proves are condemning him. Not just one person, neither only five, but several persons claiming for justice against a child-hunter without any human sense. The one who, dispite of hating is origins, seems to be really proud of abusing, afecting, destructing the others raise-to-life-age. But he was considered unguilty.&lt;br /&gt;It's not the first time he was judged, not the first accusation, moreover it's already some years passed since the first accusation... where's smoke, there's fire, but he was considered unguilty.&lt;br /&gt;We can only conclude that justice depends on the money we have. Do you think it's fair? The richer you are, the just you are? But even like this, wasn't this music star who was in ruin? Wasn't this music star who is almost out of money? So, how was he able to pay for his unguiltyness? Is it possible to have credits for that? Is that someone sponsoring this kind of "law abilitties"?&lt;br /&gt;Once Jesus said "Let the children come to me", but sertainly it wasn't for theses intents. So how can people like this black-white-almost-zombie-guy still enjoying freedom, and stealing it from the children? But he was considered unguilty.&lt;br /&gt;I still asking, is children abuse allowed? How can it be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-111876371445880901?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/111876371445880901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=111876371445880901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/111876371445880901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/111876371445880901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/06/is-children-abuse-allowed.html' title='Is children abuse allowed?'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13394239.post-111781904795230495</id><published>2005-06-03T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T10:17:27.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Destiny</title><content type='html'>Vampíria, you're my destiny&lt;br /&gt;My only love and true destiny, Vampíria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a beast, evil one&lt;br /&gt;Above your head, lays a star&lt;br /&gt;In your heart, it's buried the jewel&lt;br /&gt;Of a serpent who wished to die&lt;br /&gt;Your red long tongue has her poison&lt;br /&gt;And you spreed it as you breed,&lt;br /&gt;In the unique trasnforming dream&lt;br /&gt;Conceiving the creed of all the creeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampíria, fly Vampíria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes, burn defying&lt;br /&gt;All of those who in silence sleep&lt;br /&gt;In a city, once named desire&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming with the entombed dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady as fallen, in a blossom&lt;br /&gt;Spread far away by undesirable winds&lt;br /&gt;To females conspiring in gloom&lt;br /&gt;Hidding their pearls from the pigs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So open your arms,&lt;br /&gt;They're shappened as wings&lt;br /&gt;A serenade of revenge&lt;br /&gt;Draw on your lips&lt;br /&gt;The sombre hill you're staying in&lt;br /&gt;Is now defined&lt;br /&gt;And your star has started to shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depart now, on your bright wings&lt;br /&gt;The worl envy&lt;br /&gt;The skies have always seduced you&lt;br /&gt;Precious Queen&lt;br /&gt;And I know your time&lt;br /&gt;Has come to fly&lt;br /&gt;So fly away with me,&lt;br /&gt;So far!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Vampíria - Moonspell (Wolfheart)"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13394239-111781904795230495?l=spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/feeds/111781904795230495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13394239&amp;postID=111781904795230495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/111781904795230495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13394239/posts/default/111781904795230495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spreadinganeclipse.blogspot.com/2005/06/love-destiny.html' title='Love Destiny'/><author><name>Silverbullet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07039082894231465360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://www.cursor.org/images/silverbullet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
