Ride the Legend (Dreaming of One's Home)

And this night, at the twilight
You'll wake the wind,
For it to blow accross the land
Accross the immerged plains
And the morning after the day
She'll find you dead, lying on the sand

The past will not prepare any come-back
All you have to do is break the link
Keep on wearing the mask
Time travel is a waste of time

Neither a wolf carrying a sword
You're a child trapped in a stranger's body
And it's no good your trying
All your melodies sound fake
As your hopeless hopes of finishing the game
Someday, they'll find you closer to the door

stupid single depressing

round face, short hair

little feline eyes
her nice suede jacket
covers her sweet body lines
she is always smiling

oh Alex
I don't want you
I don't need love
to live through


the dream fits me
rather than the
disappointment
of reality

the real pleasure
of thinking of someone
of living for someone
is in the hope for it
cause when it happens
it only feels like shit

sex
is what I got in mind
when I think of your round
tiny ass
sex
i'm afraid to say it
is less disappointing
with one hand
than with some erratic ballbreaker

filles < seins

j'aime les filles

j'aime les seins

j'aime les filles avec des seins

américains, argentins, coréens

des petits seins, des gros seins

ils me font tous me sentir bien

les filles les filles les filles

trop mignonnes les filles

French Eurodance Song (Viva la Greece)

Que faire L'ennui te gagne Tu as déjà perdu Happé par un monde imaginé Peut-être fantasmé dans lequel tu te plait à te complaire Tu cèdes à la facilité et te laissant tomber Tu finiras par te relever Des bulles savonnées colorées s'éclatent sur les nez Lalalala-la lalala lalalala-la lalala Cette musique pop pénètre tes oreilles Viole ta conscience et endors tes sens Une coquille animée par des réflexes spontanés Guidée par un martèlement répétitif et abrutissant Moi j'écoute du Mozart et c'est très bien

Tera Melos song

To everybody listening to this song
Everybody thinking that this is a good song
Rather than listening to some J-Pop
Akihabara club music style

Member of the international sunday hangover club
Either way you're deceived about last night
Lying on your bed wondering what's wrong
On the other hand those things don't have much importance
So just keep on enjoying that Tera Melos song

The Mouquette Sect

HAVEN'T SLEPT FOR WEEKS

Might be up
Might be upside
Might be upside down
the bonded crowd

you taste delicious

TRAPPED BETWEEN THE SHARKTOPUS' JAWS

one
two
three
four you got the score !

I don't want your soul, I don't want no money
I WANT YOU

TRYING TO FIND A WAY TO ESCAPE

animals understand you

need a burger now
go funk with it

and the snakes and birds and roses and pines and oceans...

THIS PLACE SMELLS LIKE ZOMBIE BUTT

but you taste like a burger

Don't Trust your Senses

Tell what you see
Prove what you say

Can you feel the matter
When you're touching this table
Are you aware of the object
While screwing my cable

Get ready
To understand
That you can't understand
That if you'd understand
It wouldn't be true

DON'T
TRUST
YOUR
SENSES

SUBSTANCE
METAL
GEAR
SOLID

God almighty
Trustworthy
Ubiquitous
So meticulous
So fucking frivolous

And if you don't give a damn about the shit we say
Pretending everything and its contrary
Admitting things without thinking of their reason to be
You probably just aren't as fucked up as us