|Aerosol spray, loud music and too much coffee.|
HumanityCorporate gloom birthed from the commercial womb
Fashion is a reality show, oh, how they laugh as you go
But you just wanna have fun, don't you?
Follow the mass, have a blast, buy more and distract your pain
Push away your shadows, hide the fears, ignore what matters
Now you're stalked and haunted by your own unchecked baggage
Turning savage, hungry ghost - our beloved systems beta host
Don't lie to me - rebellion
Your protest just a pop-punk jest
Your outside idols made this mess but still...
They just bought what you sold
Past is a painful thing and it kills if we are not aware
If those shadows and shames aren't you
Light wont bother to shine on you
Of what is real and true - you will have no clue
In this hell you still hold a choice
Embrace the chill of who you are and That You Are
Or sell your soul and come again when the game restarts
Over and over again...
Again and again and again...All i have done in rage
All i have altered in fear
All emotions, fake...
All there is still to learn
All the thruths that will burst to lies
All living, moving ...dying.
Hunt it down
Experience and heal
Reuniteopposition killed the son
its the knowledge of the morning star
The gun, the gun didn't start the war.
There is no outside enemy
there is no difference, class or cross...
straight out of history
no memory or harmony
just tyranny of authority
back and forth society
This degraded abyss, forced up on our protest hiss
how did it all came to this?
they just pray to god, they pray up on, they trust...
in law, tax, democracy, boarders and psychopathy
when we separate, we cry for him
When values fall you let them in
cause visions told,
cause poison shines like gold
cause they lie... you don't believe the truth.
The law, the law, the law is a lie.
Its a living...We are the bonfire!
...lit by the leaders we,
ourselves have chosen.
In fear of chaos
I searched far and wide for the artwork and when I first saw this image I tingled.
Finding the right artwork was a real challenge. I looked at over 1200 images ( that´s when i stopped counting) and hundreds of portfolios until " Vade Retro Satana" glared at me during one of my many visits to www.deviantart.com.
For me, much of Mister Trece´s artwork distils and captures the very root of a nightmare. It´s both expressionistic and literal and can hit me like a Francis Bacon painting ( my favourite artist). I also felt that this was very ME and reflected the "things" in my imagination, deep down, that powered these stories".
The book will be available this month, in a special bundle with the t-shirt on Halloween.....
Thank you so much, Adam, for to think on me and let me be part of your world, as an artist, for your amazing and kind words, and as a fan, for make one of my dreams come true when i started to paint. You´re a real talented, kind and cool professional to work with.
So my friends, close the computer and RUN for the books. If you trust me ( believe me, if i know about something, is about horror) you´ll discover a new amazing stuff waiting for you..... in the dark.
For more info, PLEASE check this out:
Some of you will not sleep......
Worst skateboarder ever.
50% not guilty.
I dont have Facebook or Twitter, thank you.
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Some of my music stuff:
All my albums ( free download )
I want to create something different, new ways to create with the same old tools. I don´t know if i do it. But to be honest… I don´t give a fuck and who cares about it. You just should to know one thing: expect the unexpected.
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