Se Cayó

Buscó no caer, sostenido de un hilo fino de metal, su mano siente el dolor cortante mientras que debajo de él el pozo oscuro suena a bestias pegajosas y enfurecidas. Muerto de cansancio, en un plano mental extenuante donde la angustia es aun más fuerte que la desesperación de caer. La prisión indefinida de una mente estúpida por el sueño, la decepción imparable tatuada deprime sin problemas cualquier posible deseo de placer. Cuando el castigo no es un placebo ya, los culpables desaparecen evaporándose en un hueco de calor infernal. Cuando el esqueleto estructural sufre daños, las grietas contaminadas de maldad ajena van penetrando los cauces neuronales, inundándolos con la intención de ahogarlos. Los cielos de hormigón, los suelos aceitados y mugrientos, los insectos enormes y pequeños, volando y trepando todo a su alrededor, zumbando sin parar. Las paredes se resquebrajan en el ocaso silencioso de los días, cuando todos los bichos se quedan escalofriantemente quietos, cubriendo los árboles, los edificios y los suelos.
Su mano sigue sosteniéndose, a pesar de que ya cayó. Registro de soledad y Apocalipsis, de contaminación y decadencia. De viaje accidentado, de prisión desequilibrada.

Durazno Total

Otra vez entrando
Para el mismo bar.
Tanta fila larga
Y nadie va a mear

Tanto idiota junto
Te hace vomitar
Otra vez entrando
Para el mismo bar.

Y no hay más que gritar
Y no hay más que patear
Y no hay más que gritar
Y no hay más QUE PATEAR

Tres minitas tontas
Y un quemado total
Ríen de esa vida
De creerse rock E star

Tres minitas TONTAS
Y un DURAZNO total
Ríen de esa vida
De CREERSE rock E star

Y no hay más que gritar
Y no hay más que patear
Y no hay más que gritar
Yo me voy,
De este lugar

Mind Your Own Bussines

To many words
Spitted every time
And I don´t know shit
About you.

I guess you ain´t a bad guy
I know you are stupid enough
But that´s ok
You got a fine comunity going on there
Catching your eyes like mirrors
Being cool, feeling strangly smart.

And I don´t mind
But remember
Come on
I know you can
Don´t you ever fuck with me again
I aint one of your kind
Im far from that linolium scene
Comunity of smart asses.
Rock n roll cheap sluts.

Glad you understood,
Yeah
Glad you understood.

Chica Reptil

Ella se desliza
Sigilosamente

Como un reptil

Ella se desliza
Sigilosamente

Como un reptil

Y a mi no me engaña
Yo ya la conozco
A mi no me engaña

Es un reptil

Que cara bonita
Que ojos vacíos
Que cara bonita

Chica reptil!

Y si me quiere
Encontrar
Sabe muy bien
Donde buscar
Lo que no sabe
Es lo que tengo atrás
Es una pierna
Que la va a patear!

Mira como cae
En su propio juego
Mira como cae

La chica reptil

Se acabó su juego
En mis propias manos
Su juego perverso!

De chica reptil!
Yeeh!

Fevered Hard View

Saw you the other day
So sunken in decay
I guess I wish I
Never
Met you.

Give my self another round
Couse Im about to begin
This is the life that fits
Into the fevered hard view.

Please don´t touch again
Stay far from me
And on your way
Couse now Im about to dismiss
Every chance I have.

Give my self another round
Couse Im about to begin
This is the life that fits
Into my fevered hard view.

And don´t you try to buy
Anything from me
Couse you are gonna end up
Broken.

And Im not worry about
I got the wisdom to choose
The view of your eyes
Brouncing into my silver glass

Automatic condition
Of good old isolation
A cience fiction movie
Of a one mind ticket ride.

Si give my self another round
Couse Im about to begin
This is the life that fits
Into the fevered hard view.
Yeah!
Fevered hard view

Recuerdo Reptil

La jungla se está
Comiendo a mi mujer
Y yo que es lo que puedo hacer.
Sentado en mi trono
Lustrando mi pistola.

El suelo es gris
Y el cielo es violeta
En este holocausto
Sangriento y mental.

A Copy Of The Ticket

There´s the kid in the corner
Sitting down every night
Hanging out
Drinking beer
Planning all relaxed
Making a stand

There´s that Pretty looking girl
Fighting from inside
Looking strangly for her
Everything from above.

There are four guys
Laughing in a bar
Making a fine team
Far from the linolium scene
Of that little soft asshole regime.

There´s a water fountain
Where nobody wash any sin.

There´s an old broken mirror
An old broken screen

And then in creation
The energy frows
Turning the skies
Turning the curvature of the nearests streets.
And the doomed get crazy
Some of them setting free
And the assholes scrath there heads
Until some little spark of light start to burn up there brains.

That´s something like the way
Of the ones
That just need to be
Allways on a trip.

Cold blooded home 2

Take a firm step
Don´t let it brake
Put everything in that room
And set a good fire now

For this is not the time
To fall on that again
For this is not the way
You want your soul to act.

Let the master rise,
Into those silver skies
Kick the screen again
Dont let it be on no more.

Main road
High speed
Far away
From that tender part.

Hard boots
Booze mouth
And the master firmely rules
That paranoid land

Necesidad de Alcohol

Estoy tirado
En el asiento de un tren
Con mi capucha
Cubriéndome
Escapando del rigor tatuador
Y ahí es cuando empiezo a sentir

Necesidad de alcohol


Y voy corriendo
A buena velocidad
Me escapo por la ventana de un bar
Caen mas minas
Ahí se empieza a llenar
Y de nuevo empiezo a sentir

Necesidad de alcohol


Fue en un cuarto
Hacinado
Una habitación
Bajo tierra
Esa chica que
Solía conocer
Vi su cuerpo
Explotar en mil pedazos.

Fast Lane Freedom

Did it in his time
Some he should regret
But there is no remorse
There is no remorse

He had to live in guilt land
Like many of us did
He took a lot of hate
When he was sink in asshole land

But that´s ok now
He´s allways on a trip
And assholes allways will be
But maybe he don´t mind
Cause in the end
He can sink anyone
Into there own pool of lies.

Give him a chance,
The one that tries to bother him
Ends up against a cruel wall
Regreting his selfish act

Watch out your ego
If you are near this man
Try to shut the fuck up
If you want to stay confortable
In your own pool of lies.

Cause fifth dimension horizons
Can hardly be beat
And if you catch him on a bad day
You are gonna find nothing
But regret.

Interdimentional Hard Ass

Two month´s from now. Im enyoing the streets again. I quit that lysergic trip. At least for a while. I had to make some money again and I guess I allready found a lot of answers in it. And now here i am again. No obssesions, no problems, completly calmed. Ready for adventure. I´m having a nice burguer that I bought here in the streets, It taste like spices and mustard. I had to eat something, that drinking i´m carring from the afternoon was destroying my empty stomage. I guess Im leaving in a few hours, It´s been a long time, I wonder what destiny have in mind for me.

We were sitting in his office that last time, I don´t know how many years ago. I knew by the look of his eyes that he was having one of those mad days and then he started to talk again. He started to tell me that he was at that moment all wet in sin, he told me he was a part of two. That together, those two, made a full comprehension of a real world, that was happening right now.
- You´ve got to understand my friend, we are all made and control by some value machine that is allways running. The death´s in africa, the bombs in the middle east, the constant noise of fire guns running arround the world is the true atmosphere that make us decide what and when and how we act. That´s the thing with human beings you see, we don´t know it, but we are a small amount of energy doomed and polluted by the low´s and high´s sides of energy. And we are an active part of all that, because of our complex nature. You see, animals, I belive that they can live in there lonsome world. There pure instint make them a full time intuitive beings and so they can´t be trapped in this kind of cage.

And that was all for me that day, I like that guy but I was to covered in my own shit at the time, I coudn´t really listen to him. That mad look. Im walking into a neon sign bar, my watch tell me it´s allmost four o´clock.
- What can I do for you Sr? - The bar tender moves his teeth in a funny way when he talk I belive he has a cheap set of teeths going on there. Like most of old people.
- Give me a Maker´s, no ice. And a Boozerider beer.
- Sorry Sr, but here we don´t even know about that. Boozerider beer? – His teeth moved in a more disgusting way when he spelled boozerider, so I decided to drop it
- That´s ok, a cold one, Don´t worry about the lavel – I smile at him
The beer is not bad, like every beer when is cold enough. I am thinking again about that guy, im gonna meet him in a couple of days, and i belive he has some work for me.
He want me because im good at it. I quit a long time ago ´couse I fell in love and i didn´t want to risk my guts in that dark side again. But here i am now. Im alone and i can give me this. It´s a good way to be entertain, i need more adventure, couse im trying to write the next american novel or at least a good one that leave me satisfied for a while. I better get some sleep, I´ve got to wake up early today.

I really miss Jules, she had the astonishing part that every woman must have to be atractive, but only a few do.


Nine o´clock now. I like my sketchual, every time I take the city road there is no traffic. I took a few days from work now, it´s easy when you own your bussines, you have no wife, no kids and you where the same clothes every day.
Here´s the country road now, c´mon Rambler show me what you can do. A houndred and fiftyfive, that´s it, this junk doesn´t even blink, that´s what I like of an old seventy´s car, you spend tons of money on gass, but ones you put it on the road, a big truck can pass right next to you and you keep going straight ahead. The car; It doesn´t even blink!

Well here it is, the same house. It didn´t change much, english style, big place, big yard, big railing. I was wondering if he´s wife was still there, and there she was. That lady, you could see her baking the best home made cookies at the kitchen, or using a solderin iron to repair a Tesla Sphere. There they were, those two lunatics, to smart, to wierd to live in the city without colapsing I guess.
- You are old Chuck! – he winks at me
- Well what can I tell you, you look the same. I guess that´s what overcrowding do to people eeh Reek –
- Jejejeje. At least you didn´t loose your sense of humour, give me a hug you old bad ass traveler.
- Hey, Lily, Do I look that old?
- Big time Chuck jajaja

So there we were, back in to the good old times, drinking herbal tea and home made beer in the middle of a botanical garden. I can see the tesla sphere attached to those two big coils from here, this two ended it about twelve years ago and there it is.

- How´s the Family Chuck?
- What can I tell you Lily. Im a lonely man now, no wife, no mother. My brother, he is somewhere near China, or Mongolia. At least there he was the last time I recive a letter from him, about two years ago. But´s that´s ok.
- What about the writing?
- Not much, Im starting a new proyect. It´s been a while since my last novel. I still recibe some money, they edited it in South America.
- “The other hand of loom” eeh. That´s one of the best sience fiction I red Chuck. There´s to much in it, you really acomplish that goal only good science fiction reach.
- I guess Reek. I could only made it couse of those crazy years. I fell in love with space ships and black holes. I remember that day we finally understood the ways of time curvature. Im glad to be back in business.
- There are some rough things going on, but fist thing first. It´s been more than five years, you have to do some practice. I developed the tecnology to do everything in here. I installed all the machinery in that little wood I own.
- Perfect, that´s gonna save us some time.

To be continued...

Crac 2

Ahí parado
Lejos de aquel viejo resentimiento.
La naturaleza se presenta
Mientras que el deseo la contradice.

Un objeto mecánico y pensante
Poniéndose en cada oportunidad.
Y los atardeceres jamás
Perderán su belleza de todos modos.

Los viajes dimensionales,
Siempre con actitud forajida
Pesan más que todo lo demás.
Porque el amor es complejo
Porque la destrucción es preciosa
Y fácil.

Y porque la mente no se deja oprimir
Y siempre golpea con sabiduría

El aislamiento es más noble que la venganza
Y la belleza es un derecho inevitable.
Bases electrónicas suenan de fondo
Y en demasía
Mi espíritu vapuleado crece sin parar.

Crac

El cerebro arde
Y no es de pasión
Como si un incendio químico
Intentase acabar con un bosque amazónico
En un atardecer anaranjado.

Los recuerdos de la noche anterior
Como fotos flotantes
En un mar de lava enfurecido
Me dan un momento de intriga
Y otro de extraño placer.

Una pareja camina hacia el horizonte empedrado
Luego de un amanecer pleno
Un movimiento repetitivo y frenético
Y un trago sosteniendo mi mano
Dentro de una atmósfera derretida y de baile.

Convulsiones espectaculares
Sacudidas.

Corazón aventurero
Y mente prendida fuego
Se abre una compuerta en forma de grieta
Y en este momento de verdad
Pego un salto
Y me lanzo al impulso forajido.

Herederos de guerra

Y usó su arma
Por fuera de sus pantalones
Para que todo el mundo
Podrido, tema

Y sobrevoló ciudades
Al ras de los edificios
Ametrallando calaña

Y gritó fuego
Sumergido en agua
Ahogando culpables
Hacinados en acorazados

Las medallas relucen
Festejando el dolor
Alentando la muerte

El ego acaricia
El fruto dorado
De su mayor avaricia
Su mirada contempla
Edificios en llamas
Y su cabeza aloja
Prisioneros del pánico
Volando en pedazos.

Historias anónimas
De buenos soldados
Empleados de fábricas del futuro
Condenados armados
Cañerías repletas de sangre.

The lost song

Your where there
Crying your pain out
In the low side of the road.

You cross them
The ones that you consider
You thought you were like that
An expensive mistake

But that´s the way
Some of us learn
Throw your self
Into the deepest darkest pit
Make your self sick
Running in fright
Pulling the trigger
Of the animals guns

You saw those hard ass
You played with there rules
You knew they were cowards
And in sickness
One cold summer morning
You pull your bowie knife
And stabbed one of them to death.

And now there you are
Sitting in a couch
Pouring a little whiskey
Trying to start again.

Colt 45
No longer in you hand
Cold blooded heart
Refuse to feel love
You are the lost
All on your own
Without a comfortable road.

In the hit of battle we were made

You are exited again, couse you know what you are gonna do to me. Play the victim, against the wall. While my hands strangle you, while your crotch starts to shiver in pleasure. It´s the way they teach you, or the way you learn, to treat a man that want to possess you. You give the sing, army girl. You want me to feel like a sinner, so without guilt you can sink me in hell. I don´t know why, but I can´t resist. I want just a little taste, surrender battle reffugee. And there is a war beetween you and me, fightting naked, pulling the trigger, moaning in pleasure and screaming in pain.


Blusshed cheeks
Hiding the reptile.
Army girl
We are in battle now.

Cold - blooded home

A black horse
A booze mouth
A cold room
A fine master
Raising in the sky

A slave offering
In a paranoid city
An old ritual
A pair of greasy eyes.

He red what he could do to
He said ok to that
He bought a golden glass
He put it in the window

And he pushed the button
So the master was rissen
And he turned off the screen
So the citizens desapeared

And he saw his hands again
And the deal was done
And he knew nothing must bother
The cold - blooded house.

Beating Winds

An under ground room
A bomb exploting far
A girl I used to know
Saw her flesh tearing apart

And the same mistake wont be made
For he never forget.


The flowers are growing
In insanity park
My body is rolling
Skin and flesh
And a shinny red light

Im giving all my shots
Gambling all my money
The fruits they are allmost ripe
The past mistaken
Chasing

See the concrete road
End in red horizons

See the fast machine
Speeding up the engine

See the souls of guilt land
Waving there little flags
Tears in there eyes
Saying just goodbye.

And see that big mount girl
Trying to fit inside
The winds they make there ride
They shout "you don´t belong"

Yeah!