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Hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="200" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/w1G-9WUgptY" width="200"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Einsam irrst du durch die kalte Nacht,&lt;br /&gt;auf der Suche nach Unendlichkeit.&lt;br /&gt;Getrieben von der Gier die in dir wächst und&lt;br /&gt;deine Seele Stück für Stück zerstören will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die Vernunft und dein Verstand sie schwinden,&lt;br /&gt;du siehst du Welt nur noch in dunklen Farben.&lt;br /&gt;Für dich hat jetzt und hier die Jagd begonnen,&lt;br /&gt;das Blut des Schicksals klebt an deinen Händen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reich mir die Hand, unsere Welt wird brennen.&lt;br /&gt;Der Zweifel und die Angst werden im Feuer untergehn.&lt;br /&gt;Reich mir die Hand, unsere Welt soll brennen,&lt;br /&gt;unser Stolz und unser Blut in alle Ewigkeit vereint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spürst du die Kraft, spürst die neue Freiheit?&lt;br /&gt;Geboren aus dunkler Vergangenheit.&lt;br /&gt;Die Erinnerung an dein altes Leben,&lt;br /&gt;verblasst im Schatten einer neuen Zeit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die Vernunft und dein Verstand sie schwinden,&lt;br /&gt;du siehst du Welt nur noch in dunklen Farben.&lt;br /&gt;Für dich hat jetzt und hier die Jagd begonnen,&lt;br /&gt;das Blut des Schicksals klebt an deinen Händen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reich mir die Hand, unsere Welt wird brennen.&lt;br /&gt;Der Zweifel und die Angst werden im Feuer untergehn.&lt;br /&gt;Reich mir die Hand, unsere Welt soll brennen,&lt;br /&gt;unser Stolz und unser Blut in alle Ewigkeit vereint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-5184145036999738534?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/5184145036999738534/comments/default' title='Enviar 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url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/w1G-9WUgptY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-5913294325451493325</id><published>2011-05-01T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T07:25:27.025-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Within Temptation'/><title type='text'>Within Temptation - Frozen</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="200" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IfLoCG1MLqI" width="200"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't feel my senses&lt;br /&gt;I just feel the cold&lt;br /&gt;All colors seem to fade away&lt;br /&gt;I can't reach my soul&lt;br /&gt;I would stop running, if knew there was a chance&lt;br /&gt;It tears me apart to sacrifice it all but I'm forced to let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm frozen but what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;Can't tell the reasons I did it for you&lt;br /&gt;When lies turn into truth I sacrificed for you&lt;br /&gt;You say that I'm frozen but what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your sorrow&lt;br /&gt;You won't forgive me,&lt;br /&gt;but I know you'll be all right&lt;br /&gt;It tears me apart that you will never know but I have to let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm frozen but what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;Can't tell the reasons I did it for you&lt;br /&gt;When lies turn into truth I sacrificed for you&lt;br /&gt;You say that I'm frozen but what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything will slip way&lt;br /&gt;Shattered peaces will remain&lt;br /&gt;When memories fade into emptiness&lt;br /&gt;Only time will tell its tale&lt;br /&gt;If it all has been in vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't feel my senses&lt;br /&gt;I just feel the cold&lt;br /&gt;Frozen...&lt;br /&gt;But what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;Frozen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm frozen but what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;Can't tell the reasons I did it for you&lt;br 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height="200" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_P9B2ZdNC6o" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door&lt;br /&gt;Last night a little angel Came pumping cross my floor&lt;br /&gt;She said "Come on baby I got a licence for love&lt;br /&gt;And if it expires pray help from above"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"&lt;br /&gt;With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"&lt;br /&gt;In the midnight hour babe- "more, more, more"&lt;br /&gt;With a rebel yell- "more, more, more"&lt;br /&gt;More, more, more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg&lt;br /&gt;But when I'm tired and lonely she sees me to bed&lt;br /&gt;What set you free and brought you to be me babe&lt;br /&gt;What set you free I need you hear by me&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"&lt;br /&gt;With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"&lt;br /&gt;In the midnight hour babe- "more, more, more"&lt;br /&gt;With a rebel yell- "more, more, more"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lives in his own heaven&lt;br /&gt;Collects it to go from the seven eleven&lt;br /&gt;Well he's out all night to collect a fare&lt;br /&gt;Just so long, just so long it don't mess up his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked the world with you, babe&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles with you&lt;br /&gt;I dried your tears of pain, babe&lt;br /&gt;A million times for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd sell my soul for you babe&lt;br /&gt;For money to burn with you&lt;br /&gt;I'd give you all, and have none, babe&lt;br /&gt;Just, just, justa, justa to have you here by me&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midnight hour she cried- "more, more, more"&lt;br /&gt;With a rebel yell she cried- "more, more, more"&lt;br /&gt;In the midnight hour babe- "more, more, more"&lt;br /&gt;With a rebel yell she cried "more, more, more"&lt;br /&gt;More, more, more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah little angel&lt;br /&gt;she want more&lt;br /&gt;More, more, more, more, more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah little angel&lt;br /&gt;she want more&lt;br /&gt;More, more, more, more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-9094743836217456563?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/9094743836217456563/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=9094743836217456563' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/9094743836217456563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/9094743836217456563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2011/03/billy-idol-rebel-yell.html' title='Billy Idol - Rebel Yell'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_P9B2ZdNC6o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-1436628817285974003</id><published>2011-03-05T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T10:38:55.646-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cure'/><title type='text'>The Cure - Lullaby</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="200" height="200" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ijxk-fgcg7c" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spy something beginning with s...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on candystripe legs the spiderman comes&lt;br /&gt;softly through the shadow of the evening sun&lt;br /&gt;stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead&lt;br /&gt;looking for the victim shivering in bed&lt;br /&gt;searching out fear in the gathering gloom and&lt;br /&gt;suddenly! &lt;br /&gt;a movement in the corner of the room! &lt;br /&gt;and there is nothing i can do &lt;br /&gt;when i realize with fright &lt;br /&gt;that the spiderman is having me for dinner tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quietly he laughs and shaking his head &lt;br /&gt;creeps closer now &lt;br /&gt;closer to the foot of the bed &lt;br /&gt;and softer than shadow and quicker than flies &lt;br /&gt;his arms are all around me and his tongue in my eyes &lt;br /&gt;"be still be calm be quiet now my precious boy &lt;br /&gt;don't struggle like that or i will only love you more &lt;br /&gt;for it's much too late to get away or turn on the light &lt;br /&gt;the spiderman is having you for dinner tonight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel like i'm being eaten &lt;br /&gt;by a thousand million shivering furry holes &lt;br /&gt;and i know that in the morning i will wake up &lt;br /&gt;in the shivering cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the spiderman is always hungry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come into my parlour", said the spider to the fly... "I have something...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-1436628817285974003?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/1436628817285974003/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=1436628817285974003' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/1436628817285974003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/1436628817285974003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2011/03/cure-lullaby.html' title='The Cure - Lullaby'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ijxk-fgcg7c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-5359841515778279536</id><published>2011-03-05T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T10:33:32.545-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cure'/><title type='text'>The Cure - Lovesong</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="200" height="200" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ks_qOI0lzho" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm alone with you &lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I am home again &lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm alone with you &lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I am whole again &lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm alone with you &lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I am young again &lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm alone with you &lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I am fun again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However far away I will always love you &lt;br /&gt;However long I stay I will always love you &lt;br /&gt;Whatever words I say I will always love you &lt;br /&gt;I will always love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm alone with you &lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I am free again &lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm alone with you &lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I am clean again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However far away I will always love you &lt;br /&gt;However long I stay I will always love you &lt;br /&gt;Whatever words I say I will always love you &lt;br /&gt;I will always love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-5359841515778279536?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/5359841515778279536/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=5359841515778279536' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/5359841515778279536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/5359841515778279536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2011/03/cure-lovesong.html' title='The Cure - Lovesong'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ks_qOI0lzho/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-7819254478829036204</id><published>2011-02-27T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T08:50:48.611-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evanescence'/><title type='text'>Evanescence - Missing</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="200" height="200" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GgjMViO9kBM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-7819254478829036204?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7819254478829036204/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=7819254478829036204' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7819254478829036204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7819254478829036204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2011/02/evanescence-missing.html' title='Evanescence - Missing'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GgjMViO9kBM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-6999894056546428419</id><published>2011-02-20T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T09:26:54.393-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Within Temptation'/><title type='text'>Within Temptation - Faster</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="200" height="200" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/d9_MWywm3Go" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep, cause it's burning deep inside&lt;br /&gt;Like gasoline, a fire running wild&lt;br /&gt;No more fear, cause I'm getting closer now&lt;br /&gt;So unreal, but I like it anyhow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go faster and faster and faster and &lt;br /&gt;Faster and faster and faster and faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't live in a fairytale of lies&lt;br /&gt;I can't hide from the fear cause it's right&lt;br /&gt;I go faster and faster and faster and faster for life&lt;br /&gt;I can't live in a fairytale of lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel that you mesmorise my heart&lt;br /&gt;I feel so free, I'm alive, I'm breaking out&lt;br /&gt;I won't give in, cause I'm proud of all my scars&lt;br /&gt;And I can see, I've been wasting too much time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go faster and faster and faster and &lt;br /&gt;Faster and faster and faster and faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't live in a fairytale of lies&lt;br /&gt;I can't hide from the fear cause it's right&lt;br /&gt;I go faster and faster and faster and faster for life&lt;br /&gt;I can't live in a fairytale of lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't live in a fairytale of lies&lt;br /&gt;And I can't hide from the fear cause it's right&lt;br /&gt;I go faster and faster and faster and faster for life&lt;br /&gt;I can't live in a fairytale of lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fairytale of lies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-6999894056546428419?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/6999894056546428419/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=6999894056546428419' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/6999894056546428419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/6999894056546428419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2011/02/within-temptation-faster.html' title='Within Temptation - Faster'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/d9_MWywm3Go/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-2318136748682791753</id><published>2011-02-17T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T14:03:14.176-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rammstein'/><title type='text'>Rammstein - Sonne</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="200" height="200" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EhymnhlUSds" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eins, zwei, drei, vier, fünf&lt;br /&gt;Sechs, sieben, acht, neun, Aus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alle warten auf das Licht&lt;br /&gt;Fürchtet euch fürchtet euch nicht&lt;br /&gt;Die Sonne scheint mir aus den Augen&lt;br /&gt;Sie wird heute Nacht nicht untergehen&lt;br /&gt;Und die Welt zählt laut bis zehn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eins&lt;br /&gt;Hier kommt die Sonne&lt;br /&gt;Zwei&lt;br /&gt;Hier kommt die Sonne&lt;br /&gt;Drei&lt;br /&gt;Sie ist der hellste Stern von allen&lt;br /&gt;Vier&lt;br /&gt;Hier kommt die Sonne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die Sonne scheint mir aus den Händen&lt;br /&gt;Kann verbrennen kann euch blenden&lt;br /&gt;Wenn sie aus den Fäusten bricht&lt;br /&gt;Legt sich heiss auf das Gesicht&lt;br /&gt;Sie wird heute nacht nicht untergehen&lt;br /&gt;Und die Welt zählt laut bis zehn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eins&lt;br /&gt;Hier kommt die Sonne&lt;br /&gt;Zwei&lt;br /&gt;Hier kommt die Sonne&lt;br /&gt;Drei&lt;br /&gt;Sie ist der hellste Stern von allen&lt;br /&gt;Vier&lt;br /&gt;Hier kommt die Sonne&lt;br /&gt;Fünf&lt;br /&gt;Hier kommt die Sonne&lt;br /&gt;Sechs&lt;br /&gt;Hier kommt die Sonne&lt;br /&gt;Sieben&lt;br /&gt;Sie ist der hellste Stern von allen&lt;br /&gt;Acht, neun&lt;br /&gt;Hier kommt die Sonne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die Sonne scheint mir aus den Händen&lt;br /&gt;Kann verbrennen, kann dich blenden&lt;br /&gt;Wenn sie aus den Fäusten bricht&lt;br /&gt;Legt sich heiss auf dein Gesicht&lt;br /&gt;Legt sich schmerzend auf die Brust&lt;br /&gt;Das Gleichgewicht wird zum Verlust&lt;br /&gt;Lässt dich hart zu Boden gehen&lt;br /&gt;Und die Welt zählt laut bis zehn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eins&lt;br /&gt;Hier kommt die Sonne&lt;br /&gt;Zwei&lt;br /&gt;Hier kommt die Sonne&lt;br /&gt;Drei&lt;br /&gt;Sie ist der hellste Stern von allen&lt;br /&gt;Vier&lt;br /&gt;Und wird nie vom Himmel fallen&lt;br /&gt;Fünf&lt;br /&gt;Hier kommt die Sonne&lt;br /&gt;Sechs&lt;br /&gt;Hier kommt die Sonne&lt;br /&gt;Sieben&lt;br /&gt;Sie ist der hellste Stern von allen&lt;br /&gt;Acht, neun&lt;br /&gt;Hier kommt die Sonne&lt;br /&gt;Aus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-2318136748682791753?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/2318136748682791753/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=2318136748682791753' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/2318136748682791753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/2318136748682791753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2011/02/rammstein-sonne.html' title='Rammstein - Sonne'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EhymnhlUSds/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-7060989040684820809</id><published>2011-02-12T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T02:24:15.576-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Rasmus'/><title type='text'>The Rasmus - In The Shadows (US Version)</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="200" height="200" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_ao2u7F_Qzg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sleep&lt;br /&gt;No sleep until I'm done with finding the answer&lt;br /&gt;Won't stop&lt;br /&gt;Won't stop before I find a cure for this cancer&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I feel I'm going down and so disconnected&lt;br /&gt;Somehow&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am haunted to be wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting&lt;br /&gt;In the shadows for my time&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching&lt;br /&gt;I've been living&lt;br /&gt;For tomorrows all my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the shadows&lt;br /&gt;In the shadows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say&lt;br /&gt;That I must learn to kill before I can feel safe&lt;br /&gt;But I&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather kill myself then turn into their slave&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I should go and play with the thunder&lt;br /&gt;Somehow&lt;br /&gt;I just don't wanna stay and wait for a wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting&lt;br /&gt;In the shadows all my time&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching&lt;br /&gt;I've been living&lt;br /&gt;For tomorrow all my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been walking, walking in circles&lt;br /&gt;Watching, waiting for something&lt;br /&gt;Feel me, touch me, feel me&lt;br /&gt;come take me higher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting&lt;br /&gt;In the shadows all my time&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching&lt;br /&gt;I've been living&lt;br /&gt;For tomorrow all my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching&lt;br /&gt;I've been living for tomorrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the shadows&lt;br /&gt;In the shadows&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-7060989040684820809?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7060989040684820809/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=7060989040684820809' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7060989040684820809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7060989040684820809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2011/02/rasmus-in-shadows-us-version.html' title='The Rasmus - In The Shadows (US Version)'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_ao2u7F_Qzg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-5407261330133988442</id><published>2011-02-01T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T12:33:22.690-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sirenia'/><title type='text'>Sirenia - Lost in life</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="200" height="200" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hyPCC_mdwzE" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fading hope and a broken dream&lt;br /&gt;Is all there is for me&lt;br /&gt;It's all there was and will ever be&lt;br /&gt;And I keep falling further down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are lost in this life, you and I&lt;br /&gt;We've been living a lie&lt;br /&gt;Time keeps passing us by, but we can't deny&lt;br /&gt;We've been lost all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to cope for these wasted years&lt;br /&gt;Nor for these long lost tears&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving in to all my fears&lt;br /&gt;As I keep falling further down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are lost in this life, you and I&lt;br /&gt;We've been living a lie&lt;br /&gt;Time keeps passing us by, but we can't deny&lt;br /&gt;We've been lost all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are lost in this life, you and I&lt;br /&gt;We've been living a lie&lt;br /&gt;Time keeps passing us by, but we can't deny&lt;br /&gt;We've been lost all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are lost in this life, you and I&lt;br /&gt;We've been living a lie (we've been living a lie)&lt;br /&gt;Time keeps passing us by, but we can't deny&lt;br /&gt;We've been lost all the time (we've been lost all the time)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-5407261330133988442?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/5407261330133988442/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=5407261330133988442' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/5407261330133988442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/5407261330133988442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2011/02/sirenia-lost-in-life.html' title='Sirenia - Lost in life'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hyPCC_mdwzE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-2286172473741674733</id><published>2011-01-30T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T04:59:39.697-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nightwish'/><title type='text'>Nightwish - Amaranth</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="200" height="200" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GdZn7k5rZLQ" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baptized with a perfect name &lt;br /&gt;The doubting one by heart &lt;br /&gt;Alone without himself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;War between him and the day &lt;br /&gt;Need someone to blame &lt;br /&gt;In the end, little he can do alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe but what you see &lt;br /&gt;You receive but what you give &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caress the one, this Never-Fading &lt;br /&gt;Rain in your heart - the tears of snow-white sorrow &lt;br /&gt;Caress the one, the hiding amaranth &lt;br /&gt;In a land of the daybreak &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the wandering pack &lt;br /&gt;In this brief flight of time we reach &lt;br /&gt;For the ones, whoever dare &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe but what you see &lt;br /&gt;You receive but what you give &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caress the one, this Never-Fading &lt;br /&gt;Rain in your heart - the tears of snow-white sorrow &lt;br /&gt;Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com &lt;br /&gt;Caress the one, the hiding amaranth &lt;br /&gt;In a land of the daybreak &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caress the one, this Never-Fading &lt;br /&gt;Rain in your heart - the tears of snow-white sorrow &lt;br /&gt;Caress the one, the hiding amaranth &lt;br /&gt;In a land of the daybreak &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching, searching for something untouched &lt;br /&gt;Hearing voices of the Never-Fading calling &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caress the one, this Never-Fading &lt;br /&gt;Rain in your heart - the tears of snow-white sorrow &lt;br /&gt;Caress the one, the hiding amaranth &lt;br /&gt;In a land of the daybreak&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-2286172473741674733?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/2286172473741674733/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=2286172473741674733' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/2286172473741674733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/2286172473741674733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2011/01/nightwish-amaranth.html' title='Nightwish - Amaranth'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/GdZn7k5rZLQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-5744503603364949856</id><published>2011-01-18T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T11:59:43.207-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lacuna Coil'/><title type='text'>Lacuna Coil -  I Wont Tell You</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uTZFwLOoS1U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uTZFwLOoS1U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot tell you you're falling apart&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes if you wanna survive (survive)&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you your love is a lie&lt;br /&gt;But I won't tell you, I won't tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't leave this, I am fine inside it&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel bliss and I just keep hiding&lt;br /&gt;I've been burnt so bad but I still play with fire&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes naked truth is what I don't believe in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot tell you you're falling apart&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes if you wanna survive (survive)&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you your love is a lie&lt;br /&gt;But I won't tell you, I won't tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot get so deep into this now&lt;br /&gt;I can't admit that I know what I know&lt;br /&gt;And I want to tell you your love is a lie&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell you, I won't tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to hear through the static again&lt;br /&gt;It's never clear until the rush of pain&lt;br /&gt;I'll never tell you I'm living a lie&lt;br /&gt;In this confusion I feel alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been burnt so bad but I still play with fire&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes naked truth is what I can't believe in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot tell you you're falling apart&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes if you wanna survive (survive)&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you your love is a lie&lt;br /&gt;But I won't tell you, I won't tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot get so deep into this now&lt;br /&gt;I can't admit that I know what I know&lt;br /&gt;And I want to tell you your love is a lie&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell you, I won't tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever tell me I'm falling apart&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever tell me I will not survive&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever tell me this love is a lie&lt;br /&gt;'cause I'm the lie, I'm the liar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot tell you you're falling apart&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes if you wanna survive (survive)&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you your love is a lie&lt;br /&gt;But I won't tell you, I won't tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot get so deep into this now&lt;br /&gt;I can't admit that I know what I know&lt;br /&gt;And I want to tell you your love is a lie&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell you, I won't tell you&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-5744503603364949856?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/5744503603364949856/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=5744503603364949856' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/5744503603364949856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/5744503603364949856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2011/01/lacuna-coil-i-wont-tell-you.html' title='Lacuna Coil -  I Wont Tell You'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-7322398956702630708</id><published>2011-01-06T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T12:42:33.930-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avantasia'/><title type='text'>Avantasia - Lost In Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o26SlmROH5Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o26SlmROH5Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another star&lt;br /&gt;has fallen without a sound&lt;br /&gt;Another spark&lt;br /&gt;has burned out in the cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another door&lt;br /&gt;to barrens standing open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who is there&lt;br /&gt;to tell me not to give and not to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I know? how could I know?&lt;br /&gt;That I'll get lost in space to roam forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I know? how could I see?&lt;br /&gt;feeling like lost in space to roam forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm crawling down&lt;br /&gt;The doorway to the badlands&lt;br /&gt;And kicking down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you heard: it's to the black&lt;br /&gt;and all the damage&lt;br /&gt;fading in the rear view mirror&lt;br /&gt;When the demons&lt;br /&gt;are calling me, *they're* dragging me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I know?, how could I know?&lt;br /&gt;Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com &lt;br /&gt;That I'll get lost in space to roam forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I know?, how could I see?&lt;br /&gt;feeling like lost in space to roam forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in space&lt;br /&gt;lost in time&lt;br /&gt;Lost in space&lt;br /&gt;Lost in Time&lt;br /&gt;Lost in Space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I know, how could i...&lt;br /&gt;How could I know, How could I know&lt;br /&gt;That I'll get lost in space to roam for ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I now, how could I see&lt;br /&gt;feeling like lost in space to roam forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-7322398956702630708?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7322398956702630708/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=7322398956702630708' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7322398956702630708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7322398956702630708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2011/01/avantasia-lost-in-space.html' title='Avantasia - Lost In Space'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-2590144707167330699</id><published>2011-01-06T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T06:58:14.257-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unsun'/><title type='text'>Unsun - The other side</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_qn4bLm8ViU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_qn4bLm8ViU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, every night&lt;br /&gt;I see your face in my mind&lt;br /&gt;I will never hear your words again&lt;br /&gt;I know, you left me but just for a while&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if you were in our home&lt;br /&gt;Death has taken you away from me&lt;br /&gt;I feel your touch when I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you're gone, I don't agree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, every night&lt;br /&gt;I see your face in my mind&lt;br /&gt;I will never hear your words again&lt;br /&gt;We'll meet on the other side&lt;br /&gt;Every day, every night&lt;br /&gt;I see your face in my mind&lt;br /&gt;I will never hear your words again&lt;br /&gt;We'll meet on the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a rainy day&lt;br /&gt;The last time we joined our hands, &lt;br /&gt;We were walking the same way&lt;br /&gt;You left me alone, you left me alone&lt;br /&gt;Here is the end of the world, you said so&lt;br /&gt;You looked into my eyes no more&lt;br /&gt;Here is that place where we can pray&lt;br /&gt;And now I've got to pray for your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I'll be closer to you if I believe&lt;br /&gt;If I believe&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I'll be closer to you if I believe&lt;br /&gt;If I believe&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I'll be closer to you if I believe&lt;br /&gt;If I believe&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I'll be closer to you if I believe&lt;br /&gt;If I believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, every night&lt;br /&gt;I see your face in my mind&lt;br /&gt;I will never hear your words again&lt;br /&gt;We'll meet on the other side&lt;br /&gt;Every day, every night&lt;br /&gt;I see your face in my mind&lt;br /&gt;My mind will never hear your words again&lt;br /&gt;We'll meet on the other side&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-2590144707167330699?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/2590144707167330699/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=2590144707167330699' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/2590144707167330699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/2590144707167330699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2011/01/unsun-other-side.html' title='Unsun - The other side'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-7214328886263687316</id><published>2010-12-26T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T02:51:59.129-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah&apos;s Mantle'/><title type='text'>Elijah's Mantle - Medusa</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lx_soHhsads?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lx_soHhsads?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medusa the beauty,&lt;br /&gt;Medusa the cursed,&lt;br /&gt;Medusa the once loved,&lt;br /&gt;Medusa the feared,&lt;br /&gt;Medusa the bitter,&lt;br /&gt;Medusa the unfortunate,&lt;br /&gt;Medusa﻿ the alone,&lt;br /&gt;Medusa the victim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medusa la bella,&lt;br /&gt;Medusa la maledetta,&lt;br /&gt;Medusa la amata,&lt;br /&gt;Medusa la spaventata,&lt;br /&gt;Medusa la amara,&lt;br /&gt;Medusa la sfortunata,&lt;br /&gt;Medusa la solitaria,&lt;br /&gt;Medusa la vittima...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-7214328886263687316?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7214328886263687316/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=7214328886263687316' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7214328886263687316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7214328886263687316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/12/elijahs-mantle-medusa.html' title='Elijah&apos;s Mantle - Medusa'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-7686272302530104402</id><published>2010-12-18T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T15:04:29.997-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nightwish'/><title type='text'>Nightwish - Wish I Had an Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AcyTR5mEC_E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AcyTR5mEC_E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had an angel&lt;br /&gt;For one moment of love&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had your angel&lt;br /&gt;tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep into a dying day&lt;br /&gt;I took a step outside an innocent heart&lt;br /&gt;Prepare to hate me for when I may&lt;br /&gt;This night will hurt you like never before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old loves, they die hard&lt;br /&gt;Old lies, they die harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had an angel&lt;br /&gt;For one moment of love&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had your angel&lt;br /&gt;Your Virgin Mary undone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m in love with my lust&lt;br /&gt;Burning angel wings to dust&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had your angel tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going down so frail and cruel&lt;br /&gt;Drunken disguise changes all the rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old loves, they die hard&lt;br /&gt;Old lies, they die harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had an angel&lt;br /&gt;For one moment of love&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had your angel&lt;br /&gt;Your Virgin Mary undone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m in love with my lust&lt;br /&gt;Burning angel wings to dust&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had your angel tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatest thrill, Not to kill&lt;br /&gt;But to have the prize of the night&lt;br /&gt;Hypocrite, Wannabe friend&lt;br /&gt;13th disciple who betrayed me for nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last dance, first kiss&lt;br /&gt;Your touch, my bliss&lt;br /&gt;Beauty always comes with dark thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had an angel&lt;br /&gt;For one moment of love&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had your angel&lt;br /&gt;Your Virgin Mary undone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m in love with my lust&lt;br /&gt;Burning angel wings to dust&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had your angel tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had an angel&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had an angel&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had an angel&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had an angel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-7686272302530104402?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7686272302530104402/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=7686272302530104402' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7686272302530104402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7686272302530104402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/12/nightwish-wish-i-had-angel.html' title='Nightwish - Wish I Had an Angel'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-5948159811749203040</id><published>2010-12-18T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T15:01:05.536-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nightwish'/><title type='text'>Nightwish- Ever Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ueUnwQsiLeo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ueUnwQsiLeo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt away with me&lt;br /&gt;Just once that all I need&lt;br /&gt;Entwined in finding you one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt away without me&lt;br /&gt;My love, it lies so deep&lt;br /&gt;Ever dream of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you do it with me&lt;br /&gt;Heal the scars and change the stars&lt;br /&gt;Would you do it for me&lt;br /&gt;Turn loose the heaven within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd take you away&lt;br /&gt;Castaway on a lonely day&lt;br /&gt;Bosom for a teary cheek&lt;br /&gt;My song can but borrow your grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt away with me&lt;br /&gt;Just once that all I need&lt;br /&gt;Entwined in finding you one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt away without me&lt;br /&gt;My love, it lies so deep&lt;br /&gt;Ever dream of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dream of me...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come out, come out wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;So lost in your sea&lt;br /&gt;Give in, give in for my touch&lt;br /&gt;For my taste, for my lust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt away with me&lt;br /&gt;Just once that all I need&lt;br /&gt;Entwined in finding you one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt away without me&lt;br /&gt;My love, it lies so deep&lt;br /&gt;Ever dream of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your beauty cascaded on me&lt;br /&gt;In this white night fantasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dream of me...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt away with me&lt;br /&gt;Just once that all I need&lt;br /&gt;Entwined in finding you one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt away without me&lt;br /&gt;My love, it lies so deep&lt;br /&gt;Ever dream of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt away with me&lt;br /&gt;Just once that all I need&lt;br /&gt;Entwined in finding you one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt away without me&lt;br /&gt;My love, it lies so deep&lt;br /&gt;Ever dream of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dream of me...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt away with me&lt;br /&gt;Just once that all I need&lt;br /&gt;Entwined in finding you one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever felt away without me&lt;br /&gt;My love, it lies so deep&lt;br /&gt;Ever dream of me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-5948159811749203040?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/5948159811749203040/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=5948159811749203040' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/5948159811749203040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/5948159811749203040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/12/nightwish-ever-dream.html' title='Nightwish- Ever Dream'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-3734149651103580371</id><published>2010-12-12T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T14:22:21.232-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lacrimas Profundere'/><title type='text'>Lacrimas Profundere - The Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wHdWvlMVBKM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wHdWvlMVBKM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it means&lt;br /&gt;All these lies and everything&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like never felt before&lt;br /&gt;There you lay, innocent&lt;br /&gt;Swollen eyes and body spent&lt;br /&gt;Was it worth?&lt;br /&gt;Was it worth the pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't deny&lt;br /&gt;That I need you&lt;br /&gt;You don't understand what I say&lt;br /&gt;Understand what I say&lt;br /&gt;Believe me now&lt;br /&gt;Sweet enemy&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say I love you&lt;br /&gt;Want to say I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are one, we're the same&lt;br /&gt;Beg to see you smile again&lt;br /&gt;Hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;Just lay beside me here&lt;br /&gt;I'm the guilt you're the lust&lt;br /&gt;Turning everything to dust&lt;br /&gt;Was it worth?&lt;br /&gt;Was it worth the pain?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-3734149651103580371?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/3734149651103580371/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=3734149651103580371' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/3734149651103580371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/3734149651103580371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/12/lacrimas-profundere-letter.html' title='Lacrimas Profundere - The Letter'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-7754569455440675251</id><published>2010-12-03T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T11:42:10.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enya'/><title type='text'>Enya - May It Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hhUhiDjID1I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hhUhiDjID1I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May it be an evening star &lt;br /&gt;Shines down upon you &lt;br /&gt;May it be when darkness falls &lt;br /&gt;Your heart will be true &lt;br /&gt;You walk a lonely road &lt;br /&gt;Oh! How far you are from home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mornie utúlië (darkness has come) &lt;br /&gt;Believe and you will find your way &lt;br /&gt;Mornie alantië (darkness has fallen) &lt;br /&gt;A promise lives within you now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May it be the shadows call &lt;br /&gt;Will fly away &lt;br /&gt;May it be you journey on &lt;br /&gt;To light the day &lt;br /&gt;When the night is overcome &lt;br /&gt;You may rise to find the sun &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mornie utúlië (darkness has come) &lt;br /&gt;Believe and you will find your way &lt;br /&gt;Mornie alantië (darkness has fallen) &lt;br /&gt;A promise lives within you now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A promise lives within you now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-7754569455440675251?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7754569455440675251/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=7754569455440675251' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7754569455440675251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7754569455440675251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/12/enya-may-it-be.html' title='Enya - May It Be'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-3988011313348672497</id><published>2010-11-28T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T09:21:29.672-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abney Park'/><title type='text'>Abney Park - Building Steam</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RLokoA915fg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RLokoA915fg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I've suffered long enough in this ghost town&lt;br /&gt;I saw the walls, called their bluff and tore them down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of all the time I've wasted&lt;br /&gt;All the bitter pills I've tasted&lt;br /&gt;I have to hang my head and frown&lt;br /&gt;I, I've suffered long enough in this ghost town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon came a day under skies that were gray&lt;br /&gt;When I knew I couldn't stay in this ghost town full of&lt;br /&gt;Clones and clowns and carbon copy towns, with&lt;br /&gt;Kine and swine and nothing that was mine,&lt;br /&gt;And this town's decline with my hatred intertwined,&lt;br /&gt;So I gather all I find and I bolted it to me,&lt;br /&gt;Fueled my fires and I grabbed my pliers, and I'm lit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my own machine&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we're building steam&lt;br /&gt;I hate the same routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my own machine&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we're building steam&lt;br /&gt;I hate the same routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I never looked back--I want to never return&lt;br /&gt;If I could find a fuse, those bridges would burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I keep this horse at a run&lt;br /&gt;Keep my hand to my gun&lt;br /&gt;My path the vampires have learned.&lt;br /&gt;So I, I can never look back; I can never return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon came a day under skies that were gray&lt;br /&gt;When I knew I couldn't stay in this ghost town full of&lt;br /&gt;Clones and clowns and carbon copy towns, with&lt;br /&gt;Kine and swine and nothing that was mine,&lt;br /&gt;And this town's decline with my hatred intertwined,&lt;br /&gt;So I gather all I find and I bolted it to me,&lt;br /&gt;Fueled my fires and I grabbed my pliers, and I'm lit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my own machine&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we're building steam&lt;br /&gt;I hate the same routine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-3988011313348672497?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/3988011313348672497/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=3988011313348672497' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/3988011313348672497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/3988011313348672497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/11/abney-park-building-steam.html' title='Abney Park - Building Steam'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-4864372704432887701</id><published>2010-11-27T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T15:44:24.166-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abney Park'/><title type='text'>Abney Park - Under the Radar</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KjRGYE6brQY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KjRGYE6brQY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody saw our sails on the horizon&lt;br /&gt;Nobody heard propellers in the dawn&lt;br /&gt;Nobody smelt our coalfires burning&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knew - under the radar we crept on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here we come on the run &lt;br /&gt;Our coal fires are burning&lt;br /&gt;Here we come fife and drum&lt;br /&gt;Propellers in the dawn&lt;br /&gt;Here we come on the run&lt;br /&gt;Our coal fires are burning&lt;br /&gt;Here we come on the run&lt;br /&gt;Under the rader we crept on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody saw our broad sides out their window&lt;br /&gt;Nobody heard our trapdoor swinging open&lt;br /&gt;Nobody saw our cannons taking aim&lt;br /&gt;Nobody heard my whispered "Fire - blow their sides!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here we come on the run &lt;br /&gt;Our coal fires are burning&lt;br /&gt;Here we come fife and drum&lt;br /&gt;Propellers in the dawn&lt;br /&gt;Here we come on the run&lt;br /&gt;Our coal fires are burning&lt;br /&gt;Here we come on the run&lt;br /&gt;Under the rader we crept on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody heard the cannonfire ringing&lt;br /&gt;Somebody saw the window shattering&lt;br /&gt;Somebody saw the hooks and tethers flying&lt;br /&gt;Somebody saw my crew with swords drawn coming in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here we come on the run &lt;br /&gt;Our coal fires are burning&lt;br /&gt;Here we come fife and drum&lt;br /&gt;Propellers in the dawn&lt;br /&gt;Here we come on the run&lt;br /&gt;Our coal fires are burning&lt;br /&gt;Here we come on the run&lt;br /&gt;Under the rader we crept on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-4864372704432887701?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/4864372704432887701/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=4864372704432887701' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/4864372704432887701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/4864372704432887701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/11/abney-park-under-radar.html' title='Abney Park - Under the Radar'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-4048259169871776661</id><published>2010-11-21T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T09:18:39.708-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E-Nomine'/><title type='text'>E Nomine - Das Omen im Kreis des Bösen</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VRpteZVXKNo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VRpteZVXKNo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nigrae legiones, ferus imperator, sinus occultus, fatum terminatum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Das Omen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imperio imperio inferna fortuna crudelitas &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du drehst Dich im schwarzen Licht&lt;br /&gt;Dein Schatten explodiert wie ein Vulkan&lt;br /&gt;Du bist wie ein Stern der spricht&lt;br /&gt;verfallen bin ich Dir in meinem Wahn&lt;br /&gt;in deinem Bann du mich ertränkst&lt;br /&gt;unsterblich dann mir Leben schenkst&lt;br /&gt;öffne das Tor den schwarzen Legionen&lt;br /&gt;schließe den Kreis des Bösen, das Omen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imperio imperio inferna fortuna crudelitas &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich senke mein Haupt vor Dir&lt;br /&gt;wenn Du im Orbit glänzt&lt;br /&gt;ich spüre die Macht&lt;br /&gt;wenn Du mich von den Göttern trennst&lt;br /&gt;Du bist mein Heiligtum&lt;br /&gt;Du bist mein Licht im Raum&lt;br /&gt;Du bist das Leben&lt;br /&gt;Du bist der Fluch&lt;br /&gt;Du bist das Omen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Das Omen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nigrae legiones, ferus imperator, sinus occultus, fatum terminatum &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du bist die Kraft, die Macht und die Prophezeiung in Ewigkeit&lt;br /&gt;Du bist das Omen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imperio imperio inferna fortuna crudelitas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-4048259169871776661?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/4048259169871776661/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=4048259169871776661' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/4048259169871776661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/4048259169871776661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/11/e-nomine-das-omen-im-kreis-des-bosen.html' title='E Nomine - Das Omen im Kreis des Bösen'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-5658798815060954860</id><published>2010-11-14T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T03:24:44.044-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poisonblack'/><title type='text'>Poisonblack- Love Infernal</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5-K1LmsEANA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5-K1LmsEANA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come...the thick night and breathe in me &lt;br /&gt;Yes, come...with lifeless eyes and die with me &lt;br /&gt;Burn... unleash the holy smoke to flee &lt;br /&gt;Yes, burn... deceased and buried is misery &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live in desire is to play with the fire &lt;br /&gt;That burns within our every cell &lt;br /&gt;Dying eternal, love infernal... just one kiss to feel the spell &lt;br /&gt;So fall and surrender the weak pretender &lt;br /&gt;Don't resist the call of hell &lt;br /&gt;Dying eternal, love infernal... just one kiss to feel the spell &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart... kill the heart make the beating cease &lt;br /&gt;Yes, heart... the chained emotions crave for release &lt;br /&gt;Souls... together entwined in debauchery &lt;br /&gt;Yes, souls... flee beyond divinity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-5658798815060954860?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/5658798815060954860/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=5658798815060954860' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/5658798815060954860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/5658798815060954860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/11/poisonblack-love-infernal.html' title='Poisonblack- Love Infernal'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-2242707956120889660</id><published>2010-11-07T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T10:25:46.193-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E-Nomine'/><title type='text'>E-nomine - Misterya</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3cWmi6VfVcA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3cWmi6VfVcA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es ist Nacht... in meiner Welt &lt;br /&gt;Wo ist das Licht ... das mich erhellt &lt;br /&gt;Laute Stille... um mich herum &lt;br /&gt;Macht mir Angst... weiß nicht warum &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich will Leben... wenn ich sterbe &lt;br /&gt;Ich möchte sein... in deiner Herde &lt;br /&gt;Du bist das Reich... befiehlst das Heer &lt;br /&gt;Es naht die Zeit... der Wiederkehr &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die Wiederkehr... &lt;br /&gt;Die Zeit ist nah... &lt;br /&gt;Befiehl dein Heer &lt;br /&gt;Mysteria... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divini - sacri &lt;br /&gt;Oh - oh &lt;br /&gt;Divini - sacri &lt;br /&gt;Occultum - habet &lt;br /&gt;Arcaus - obscur &lt;br /&gt;Divini - sacri &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrarum - in - nomine &lt;br /&gt;Terratum - in - nomine &lt;br /&gt;Divinum - oracolum &lt;br /&gt;Magicum...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-2242707956120889660?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/2242707956120889660/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=2242707956120889660' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/2242707956120889660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/2242707956120889660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/11/e-nomine-misterya.html' title='E-nomine - Misterya'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-4832014920941198155</id><published>2010-11-07T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T08:40:23.694-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E-Nomine'/><title type='text'>E Nomine - Schwarze Sonne</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6fKjtL19K3I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6fKjtL19K3I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugio sine fine&lt;br /&gt;Daemon, parce mihi&lt;br /&gt;Furiosus occulos timeo&lt;br /&gt;Frigeo, cor fit petra&lt;br /&gt;Vita mea fracta est et demissa&lt;br /&gt;Et perdita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du scheinst dunkler als die Nacht&lt;br /&gt;Du bist älter als das Licht&lt;br /&gt;Du bist unsichtbar gemacht&lt;br /&gt;hast keine Hülle kein Gesicht&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Und schauerlich&lt;br /&gt;Versteckst Du dich&lt;br /&gt;Seit ewiglich&lt;br /&gt;Schwarze Sonne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du dringst ein betäubst den Geist&lt;br /&gt;Du erleuchtest mein Gemüt&lt;br /&gt;Du verführst und Du entweihst&lt;br /&gt;Du bist kalt und längst verglüht&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Und innerlich&lt;br /&gt;Erhitzt Du mich&lt;br /&gt;Seit ewiglich&lt;br /&gt;Schwarze Sonne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semper sequindo odorem sanguis&lt;br /&gt;Ferrox currendo ex infernalis&lt;br /&gt;Semper sequindo odorem sanguis&lt;br /&gt;Est cerberus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du erscheinst in meinem Traum&lt;br /&gt;Du liebkost mein schwarzes Herz&lt;br /&gt;Spendest Licht dem Lebensbaum&lt;br /&gt;Du befreist mich von dem Schmerz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Und eigentlich&lt;br /&gt;Erschreckst Du mich&lt;br /&gt;Auf ewiglich&lt;br /&gt;Schwarze Sonne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du fliegst schneller als das Licht&lt;br /&gt;du bist überall zugleich&lt;br /&gt;Du bist Vater Mutter nicht&lt;br /&gt;und auch nicht das Himmelreich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doch ohne Dich&lt;br /&gt;Gibt es mich nicht&lt;br /&gt;Auf ewiglich&lt;br /&gt;Schwarze Sonne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semper sequindo odorem sanguis&lt;br /&gt;Ferrox currendo ex infernalis&lt;br /&gt;Semper sequindo odorem sanguis&lt;br /&gt;Est cerberus&lt;br /&gt;(schwarze Sonne)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frigeo, cor fit petra&lt;br /&gt;Vita mea fracta est et demissa&lt;br /&gt;Et perdita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Predator cerberus qui vit infernus fames ardens carme hominis&lt;br /&gt;mortalis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semper sequindo odorem sanguis&lt;br /&gt;Ferrox currendo ex infernalis&lt;br /&gt;Semper sequindo odorem sanguis&lt;br /&gt;Est cerberus&lt;br /&gt;(schwarze Sonne)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semper sequindo odorem sanguis&lt;br /&gt;Ferrox currendo ex infernalis&lt;br /&gt;Semper sequindo odorem sanguis&lt;br /&gt;Est cerberus, est cerberus&lt;br /&gt;(schwarze Sonne)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-4832014920941198155?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/4832014920941198155/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=4832014920941198155' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/4832014920941198155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/4832014920941198155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/11/e-nomine-schwarze-sonne.html' title='E Nomine - Schwarze Sonne'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-215696228819325481</id><published>2010-11-01T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T11:31:47.594-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magenta'/><title type='text'>Magenta - Eccentricity</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2R9sVApr0I8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2R9sVApr0I8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si alguien consigue la letra de esta canción que me diga el enlace. No he podido conseguirla. ¡¡¡GRACIAS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-215696228819325481?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/215696228819325481/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=215696228819325481' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/215696228819325481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/215696228819325481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/11/magenta-eccentricity.html' title='Magenta - Eccentricity'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-8016777799757960785</id><published>2010-11-01T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T03:24:11.411-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diluvium'/><title type='text'>Diluvium - Our Sadness</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QcBmTaNjDRc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QcBmTaNjDRc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It`s growing I hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the valley of tears&lt;br /&gt;To send me where I belong&lt;br /&gt;To see my distressful heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no more reality&lt;br /&gt;Just throw my self&lt;br /&gt;Floating in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;In this presence of night&lt;br /&gt;It must be seed of new life&lt;br /&gt;Am I still deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to this cry&lt;br /&gt;For the lost dawn&lt;br /&gt;And unseen setting of sun&lt;br /&gt;We will cry with it&lt;br /&gt;unaware of our sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`ll never come back&lt;br /&gt;To wish you the same&lt;br /&gt;I took your happiness&lt;br /&gt;Turned in to the sorrow&lt;div 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Sadness'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-5541275917313109484</id><published>2010-10-31T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T05:24:12.880-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sisters of Mercy'/><title type='text'>Sisters of Mercy - Dominion</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qWvOHT0zfXY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qWvOHT0zfXY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the heat of the night &lt;br /&gt;In the heat of the day &lt;br /&gt;When I close my eyes &lt;br /&gt;When I look your way &lt;br /&gt;When I meet the fear that lies inside &lt;br /&gt;When I hear you say &lt;br /&gt;In the heat of the moment &lt;br /&gt;Say, say, say &lt;br /&gt;Some day, some day, some day - Dominion &lt;br /&gt;Come a time &lt;br /&gt;Some day, some day, some day - Dominion &lt;br /&gt;Some say prayers &lt;br /&gt;Some say prayers &lt;br /&gt;I say mine &lt;br /&gt;In the light of the fact &lt;br /&gt;On the lone and level &lt;br /&gt;Sand stretch far away &lt;br /&gt;In the heat of the action &lt;br /&gt;In the settled dust &lt;br /&gt;Hold hold and say &lt;br /&gt;In the meeting of mined &lt;br /&gt;Down in the streets of shame &lt;br /&gt;In the betting of names on gold to rust &lt;br /&gt;In the land of the blind &lt;br /&gt;Be...King, king, king, king &lt;br /&gt;Some day, some day, some day - Dominion &lt;br /&gt;Come a time &lt;br /&gt;Some day, some day, some day - Dominion &lt;br /&gt;Some say prayers &lt;br /&gt;Some say prayers &lt;br /&gt;I say mine &lt;br /&gt;Some day, some day, some day - Dominion &lt;br /&gt;Some say prayers &lt;br /&gt;Some say prayers &lt;br /&gt;I say mine &lt;br /&gt;In the heat of the night &lt;br /&gt;in the heat of the day &lt;br /&gt;When I close my eyes &lt;br /&gt;When I look your way &lt;br /&gt;When I meet the fear that lies inside &lt;br /&gt;When I hear you say &lt;br /&gt;In the heat of the moment &lt;br /&gt;Say, say, say &lt;br /&gt;Some day, some day, some day - Dominion &lt;br /&gt;Some say prayers &lt;br /&gt;Some say prayers &lt;br /&gt;I say mine &lt;br /&gt;I say mine &lt;br /&gt;I say mine &lt;br /&gt;We serve an old moan in a dry season &lt;br /&gt;A lighthouse keeper in the desert sun &lt;br /&gt;Dreamers of sleepers and white treason &lt;br /&gt;We dream of rain and the history of the gun &lt;br /&gt;There's a lighthouse in the middle of Prussia &lt;br /&gt;A white house in a red square &lt;br /&gt;I'm living in films for the sake of Russia &lt;br /&gt;A Kino Runner for the DDR &lt;br /&gt;And the fifty-two daughters of the revolution &lt;br /&gt;Turn the gold to chrome &lt;br /&gt;Gift ... nothing to lose &lt;br /&gt;Stuck inside of Memphis with the mobile home, sing: &lt;br /&gt;Mother Russia &lt;br /&gt;Mother Russia &lt;br /&gt;Mother Russia rain down down down &lt;br /&gt;Mother Russia &lt;br /&gt;Mother Russia &lt;br /&gt;Mother Russia rain down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-5541275917313109484?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-6327047380806705160</id><published>2010-10-27T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T14:16:20.126-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charon'/><title type='text'>Charon - Ride On Tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/61WlxMvxlSI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/61WlxMvxlSI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be the one who will lead you through the godless run &lt;br /&gt;I give you all I am, take the sinner down to feed desire &lt;br /&gt;Forever and forever I shall crawl &lt;br /&gt;So it´s insecure that light will shine on you &lt;br /&gt;At least I´ll give you dark delight &lt;br /&gt;Ride on tears ride on hollow fears against the endless carnival of lust &lt;br /&gt;Forever and forever I shall crawl &lt;br /&gt;Ride on tears riede on boulevard that leads you to mourn &lt;br /&gt;Buried in your pride silence reflects all that you disguised &lt;br /&gt;Carrying bliss inside forevermore it haunts the restless ones &lt;br /&gt;Forever and forever I shall crawl &lt;br /&gt;So it´s insecure that light will shine on you &lt;br /&gt;At least I´ll give you dark delight &lt;br /&gt;Ride on tears ride on hollow fears against the endless carnival of lust &lt;br /&gt;Forever and forever I shall crawl &lt;br /&gt;Ride on tears riede on boulevard that leads you to mourn &lt;br /&gt;Leads you to mourn &lt;br /&gt;Ride on tears ride on hollow fears against the endless carnival of lust &lt;br /&gt;Forever and forever I shall crawl &lt;br /&gt;Ride on tears riede on boulevard that leads you to mourn &lt;br /&gt;Leads you to mourn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-6327047380806705160?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/6327047380806705160/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=6327047380806705160' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/6327047380806705160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qDuW3NvjqJY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qDuW3NvjqJY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people get by&lt;br /&gt;With a little understanding&lt;br /&gt;Some people get by&lt;br /&gt;With a whole lot more&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Why you gotta be so undemanding&lt;br /&gt;One thing I know&lt;br /&gt;I want more&lt;br /&gt;I want more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and I need all the love that I can't get to)&lt;br /&gt;(and I need all the love I can get)&lt;br /&gt;(and I need all the love that I can't get to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D'you get scared to feel so much?&lt;br /&gt;To let somebody touch you?&lt;br /&gt;So hot, so cold, so far so out of control&lt;br /&gt;Hard to come by, and harder to hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people get by&lt;br /&gt;With a little understanding&lt;br /&gt;Some people get by&lt;br /&gt;With a whole lot more&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Why you gotta be so undemanding&lt;br /&gt;I want more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and I need all the love I can get)&lt;br /&gt;(and I need all the love that I can't get to)&lt;br /&gt;(and I need all the love I can get)&lt;br /&gt;(and I need all the love that I can't get to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are parts of me that don't get nervous&lt;br /&gt;Not the parts that shake&lt;br /&gt;You won't get what you deserve&lt;br /&gt;You are what you take&lt;br /&gt;Learning to cry for fun and profit&lt;br /&gt;I'm not done yet&lt;br /&gt;Counterfeit dollars or the English zloty&lt;br /&gt;Anything I can get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people get by&lt;br /&gt;With a little understanding&lt;br /&gt;Some people get by&lt;br /&gt;With a whole lot more&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Why you gotta be so undemanding&lt;br /&gt;One thing I know&lt;br /&gt;I want more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and I need all the love I can get)&lt;br /&gt;(and I need all the love that I can't get to)&lt;br /&gt;(and I need all the love I can get)&lt;br /&gt;(and I need all the love that I can't get to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the love that you can get&lt;br /&gt;All the love&lt;br /&gt;That I can't get to...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-1972557307629856427?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/1972557307629856427/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;With the fire from the fireworks up above me &lt;br /&gt;With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain at hand &lt;br /&gt;You run for cover in the temple of love &lt;br /&gt;You run for another but still the same &lt;br /&gt;For the wind will blow my name across this land &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the temple of love you hide together &lt;br /&gt;Believing pain and fear outside &lt;br /&gt;But someone near you rides the weather &lt;br /&gt;And the tears he cried will rain on walls &lt;br /&gt;As wide as lovers eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the temple of love&lt;br /&gt;Shine like thunder &lt;br /&gt;In the temple of love&lt;br /&gt;Cry like rain &lt;br /&gt;In the temple of love&lt;br /&gt;Hear my calling &lt;br /&gt;In the temple of love&lt;br /&gt;Hear my name &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the devil in a black dress watches over &lt;br /&gt;My guardian angel walks away &lt;br /&gt;Life is short and love is always over in the morning &lt;br /&gt;Black wind come carry me far away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the sunlight died and night above me &lt;br /&gt;With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain inside &lt;br /&gt;You run for cover in the temple of love &lt;br /&gt;You run for another it's all the same &lt;br /&gt;For the wind will blow and throw your walls aside &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the fire from the fireworks up above &lt;br /&gt;With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain &lt;br /&gt;You run for cover in the temple of love &lt;br /&gt;Shine like thunder cry like rain &lt;br /&gt;And the temple of love grows old and strong &lt;br /&gt;But the wind blows stronger cold and long &lt;br /&gt;And the temple of love will fall before &lt;br /&gt;This black wind calls my name to you no more &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the black sky thunder sweeping &lt;br /&gt;Underground and over water &lt;br /&gt;Sounds of crying weeping will not save &lt;br /&gt;Your faith for bricks and dreams for mortar &lt;br /&gt;All your prayers must seem as nothing &lt;br /&gt;Ninety-six below the wave &lt;br /&gt;When stone is dust and only air remains &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the temple of love&lt;br /&gt;Shine like thunder &lt;br /&gt;In the temple of love&lt;br /&gt;Cry like rain &lt;br /&gt;In the temple of love&lt;br /&gt;Hear the calling &lt;br /&gt;And the temple of love&lt;br /&gt;Is falling down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the temple of love&lt;br /&gt;Shine like thunder &lt;br /&gt;In the temple of love&lt;br /&gt;Cry like rain &lt;br /&gt;In the temple of love&lt;br /&gt;Hear my calling &lt;br /&gt;In the temple of love&lt;br /&gt;Hear my name &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the black sky thunder sweeping &lt;br /&gt;Underground and over water &lt;br /&gt;Sounds of crying weeping will not save &lt;br /&gt;Your faith for bricks and dreams for mortar &lt;br /&gt;All your prayers must seem as nothing &lt;br /&gt;Ninety-six below the wave &lt;br /&gt;When stone is dust and air remains &lt;br /&gt;The only haven you can trust &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the devil in a black dress watches over &lt;br /&gt;My guardian angel walks away &lt;br /&gt;Life is short and love is always over in the morning &lt;br /&gt;Black wind come carry me far away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the fire from the fireworks up above &lt;br /&gt;With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain&lt;br /&gt;You run for cover in the temple of love &lt;br /&gt;Shine like thunder cry like rain &lt;br /&gt;And the temple of love grows old and strong &lt;br /&gt;But the wind blows stronger cold and long &lt;br /&gt;And the temple of love will fall before &lt;br /&gt;This black wind calls my name to you no more &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the temple of love you hide together &lt;br /&gt;Believing pain and fear outside &lt;br /&gt;But someone near you rides the weather &lt;br /&gt;And the tears he cried will rain on walls &lt;br /&gt;As wide as lovers eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the temple of love&lt;br /&gt;Shine like thunder &lt;br /&gt;In the temple of love&lt;br /&gt;Cry like rain &lt;br /&gt;In the temple of love&lt;br /&gt;Hear my calling &lt;br /&gt;And the temple of love&lt;br /&gt;Is falling down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-3864032161526457851?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/3864032161526457851/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=3864032161526457851' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/3864032161526457851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/3864032161526457851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/10/sisters-of-mercy-temple-of-love.html' title='Sisters of Mercy - The temple of love'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-3019086084346628005</id><published>2010-10-12T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T12:21:50.966-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Castlevania'/><title type='text'>Castlevania - Lords of Shadow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue;"&gt;Ya a la venta  Castlevania - Lords of Shadow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/TLStB6Sts5I/AAAAAAAABjU/6Bk1ePaGocE/s1600/castlevania-lords-of-shadow-xbox-360-cover-avant-g.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/TLStB6Sts5I/AAAAAAAABjU/6Bk1ePaGocE/s320/castlevania-lords-of-shadow-xbox-360-cover-avant-g.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Castlevania: Lords of Shadow es el título de un videojuego de la saga Castlevania para PS3 y Xbox360. Originalmente fue presentado bajo el título de "Lords of Shadow" sin hacer referencia alguna a Castlevania,1 aunque Enric Álvarez afirma que desde el primer momento Lords of Shadow formaría parte de la franquicia y que se esperó hasta el E3 para anunciarlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desarrollado por MercurySteam, con la colaboración de Kojima Productions y producido por Konami. El juego cuenta con el apoyo de Hideo Kojima como consultor y de David Cox como productor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El equipo de MercurySteam, compuesto por 60 personas, ha estado trabajando en Castlevania: Lords of Shadow durante el último año y medio, junto con algunas colaboraciones externas. Igualmente, Konami ha cuidado el título con la participación de un elenco de actores contrastados para dar voz a los protagonistas del título.Contará con importantes actores para el doblaje como son Patrick Stewart, que narra el trailer oficial del juego; Robert Carlyle como la voz del protagonista Gabriel Belmont; Natascha McElhone o Jason Isaacs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Castlevania: Lords of Shadow discurre en una época apocalíptica; sitúa en Europa durante la Edad Media. El planeta ha sido devastado por una magia muy poderosa. Las almas de los muertos están atrapadas en el plano terrestre, sin poder descansar en paz, y una horda de criaturas inhumanas de pesadilla rondan ahora por nuestro planeta, sembrando el caos. Gabriel Belmont, el protagonista, es miembro de la Hermandad de la Luz, una orden de caballeros sagrados cuya misión es proteger y defender al inocente frente las amenazas de poderes superiores. Con su amada Maureen, (abreviada Marie) que asesinada brutalmente por este mal (por un hombre lobo) y su alma atrapada eternamente, guía a Gabriel hacia su destino, que no será otro que la salvación de los hombres. Armado con la Cruz de Combate, Gabriel clama venganza contra los responsables de todo ese mal: los misteriosos "Lords of Shadow".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel aprenderá de un aliado llamado Zobek que cada uno de los Lords posee una pieza de una reliquia llamada "La Máscara de Dios" que, una vez reunidas, purificarán el mundo y devolverán la paz a los muertos. De esta manera, Gabriel deberá enfrentarse a las tres facciones de los Lords of Shadow, venciendo a enormes enemigos que ocuparán toda la pantalla, haciéndose camino a través de lugares inhóspitos, y usando la Cruz de Combate para atacar a los enemigos, balancearse y escalar en su búsqueda de las diferentes piezas de la máscara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se trata de un juego de acción en 3D. En el juego, el protagonista se enfrentará contra arañas gigantes, trolls, hombres lobos o inmensas criaturas con su arma, un látigo. El sistema de pelea es al que venimos acostumbrados de anteriores entregas para PlayStation 2 (Curse of darkness, Lamment of Innocence), es decir al estilo Hack &amp;amp; Slash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Cox ha afirmado que habrá mas de 40 combos ejecutables, 50 variedades de enemigos y más de 20 horas de duración. Además, habrá cameos por parte de los personajes de anteriores entregas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave Cox declaró que originalmente L.O.S. había sido planteado para ser un Remake del primer Castlevania, con Simon Belmont como protagonista y rehaciendo la historia original. El director del juego, Enric Álvarez presentó un video con el proyecto para el remake que gustó a los directivos japoneses, sin embargo no estaban convencidos con hacer un remake por lo que se decidió hacer un nuevo Castlevania con la que renovar la saga. En el Games Convention del 2008 los jefes de Konami no estaban convencidos del todo con el nuevo proyecto por lo que decidieron presentar oficialmente el juego simplemente como Lords of Shadow, sin hacer referencia alguna a la saga, para ver la reacción de la gente. En general mucha gente dijo que recordaba a un Castlevania. Finalmente Konami dio su visto bueno y aceptarlo como parte de la franquicia y el propio Kojima decidió prestar su ayuda en el proyecto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La música correrá a cargo del compositor catalán Óscar Araujo, quien ya había trabajado anteriormente en la BSO de videojuegos y películas de producción española, para esta ocasión contará con el apoyo de 220 músicos, coro incluido. Aparte de la nuevas composiciones, Dave Cox afirma que también estarán presentes varios de los temas clásicos de la saga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El doblaje de la versión japonesa es dirigido por Kojima y será realizado por los mismos actores que trabajaron en Metal Gear Solid 4. Aquí solo vendrá doblado en el inglés, con subtitulo en castellano, porque según dijo Enric Álvarez, que había costado encontrar unos actores comprometidos y de calidad, y quería que se disfrutará con el buen trabajo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extraído de: &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Castlevania:_Lords_of_Shadow"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-3019086084346628005?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/3019086084346628005/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=3019086084346628005' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/3019086084346628005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/3019086084346628005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/10/castlevania-lords-of-shadow.html' title='Castlevania - Lords of Shadow'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/TLStB6Sts5I/AAAAAAAABjU/6Bk1ePaGocE/s72-c/castlevania-lords-of-shadow-xbox-360-cover-avant-g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-1013303106313713464</id><published>2010-10-02T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T17:48:56.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Birthday Massacre'/><title type='text'>The Birthday Massacre - Looking Glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SREZ-ggSDjM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SREZ-ggSDjM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting, as I'm wanting to.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking as I'm spoken to.&lt;br /&gt;Changing to your point of view.&lt;br /&gt;Fading as I follow you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boyish notion of false emotion.&lt;br /&gt;These words are spoken, despite my love.&lt;br /&gt;A fool's devotion was set in motion.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are open now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a glass cage so I can't pretend.&lt;br /&gt;You hide beneath the physical.&lt;br /&gt;I see it coming but I can't defend.&lt;br /&gt;You cut so deep, my belief is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what I want to say.&lt;br /&gt;Save me for another day.&lt;br /&gt;Break me. It's the game you play.&lt;br /&gt;Hate me as I turn away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boyish notion of false emotion.&lt;br /&gt;These words are spoken, despite my love.&lt;br /&gt;A fool's devotion was set in motion.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are open now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a glass cage so I can't pretend.&lt;br /&gt;You hide beneath the physical.&lt;br /&gt;I see it coming but I can't defend.&lt;br /&gt;You cut so deep, my belief is gone.&lt;br /&gt;My belief is gone.&lt;br /&gt;My belief is gone.&lt;br /&gt;My belief is gone.&lt;br /&gt;My belief is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-1013303106313713464?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/1013303106313713464/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=1013303106313713464' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/1013303106313713464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/1013303106313713464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/10/birthday-massacre-looking-glass.html' title='The Birthday Massacre - Looking Glass'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-8650041661963121260</id><published>2010-09-24T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T12:15:29.380-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='After Life'/><title type='text'>After life (2010)</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;object height="200" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C_F8lpJXUTA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C_F8lpJXUTA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este maravilloso concepto fue ideado por Agnieszka Wojtowicz-Vosloo, quien escribió el guión y la dirigió. Aunque la distribución ha sido limitada, eso no evita que After.Life tenga un reparto estelar. Los roles principales son interpretados por Christina Ricci, como Anna Taylor (la muerta) y Liam Neeson como Eliot Deacon (el no tan muerto). Pero también hay buenos actores en los roles de reparto como Justin Long y Josh Charles. Finalmente, la música fue compuesta por Paul Haslinger, quien ha trabajado en música de varios videojuegos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extraído de: &lt;a href="http://www.neoteo.com/after-life-la-pelicula-trailer.neo"&gt;http://www.neoteo.com/after-life-la-pelicula-trailer.neo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-8650041661963121260?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/8650041661963121260/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=8650041661963121260' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/8650041661963121260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/8650041661963121260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/after-life-2010.html' title='After life (2010)'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-963144149884901984</id><published>2010-09-24T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T03:38:59.982-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lovecraft'/><title type='text'>El Alquimista - H.P. Lovecraft</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;El Alquimista - H.P. Lovecraft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allá en lo alto, coronando la herbosa cima un montículo escarpado, de falda cubierta por los árboles nudosos de la selva primordial, se levanta la vieja mansión de mis antepasados. Durante siglos sus almenas han contemplado ceñudas el salvaje y accidentado terreno circundante, sirviendo de hogar y fortaleza para la casa altanera cuyo honrado linaje es más viejo aún que los muros cubiertos de musgo del castillo. Sus antiguos torreones, castigados durante generaciones por las tormentas, demolidos por el lento pero implacable paso del tiempo, formaban en la época feudal una de las más temidas y formidables fortalezas de toda Francia. Desde las aspilleras de sus parapetos y desde sus escarpadas almenas, muchos barones, condes y aun reyes han sido desafiados, sin que nunca resonara en sus espaciosos salones el paso del invasor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero todo ha cambiado desde aquellos gloriosos años. Una pobreza rayana en la indigencia, unida a la altanería que impide aliviarla mediante el ejercicio del comercio, ha negado a los vástagos del linaje la oportunidad de mantener sus posesiones en su primitivo esplendor; y las derruidas piedras de los muros, la maleza que invade los patios, el foso seco y polvoriento, así como las baldosas sueltas, las tablazones comidas de gusanos y los deslucidos tapices del interior, todo narra un melancólico cuento de perdidas grandezas. Con el paso de las edades, primero una, luego otra, las cuatro torres fueron derrumbándose, hasta que tan sólo una sirvió de cobijo a los tristemente menguados descendientes de los otrora poderosos señores del lugar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fue en una de las vastas y lóbregas estancias de esa torre que aún seguía en pie donde yo, Antoine, el último de los desdichados y maldecidos condes de C., vine al mundo, hace diecinueve años. Entre esos muros, y entre las oscuras y sombrías frondas, los salvajes barrancos y las grutas de la ladera, pasaron los primeros años de mi atormentada vida. Nunca conocí a mis progenitores. Mi padre murió a la edad de treinta y dos, un mes después de mi nacimiento, alcanzado por una piedra de uno de los abandonados parapetos del castillo; y, habiendo fallecido mi madre al darme a luz, mi cuidado y educación corrieron a cargo del único servidor que nos quedaba, un hombre anciano y fiel de notable inteligencia, que recuerdo que se llamaba Pierre. Yo no era más que un chiquillo, y la carencia de compañía que eso acarreaba se veía aumentada por el extraño cuidado que mi añoso guardián se tomaba para privarme del trato de los muchachos campesinos, aquellos cuyas moradas se desperdigaban por los llanos circundantes en la base de la colina. Por entonces, Pierre me había dicho que tal restricción era debida a que mi nacimiento noble me colocaba por encima del trato con aquellos plebeyos compañeros. Ahora sé que su verdadera intención era ahorrarme los vagos rumores que corrían acerca de la espantosa maldición que afligía a mi linaje, cosas que se contaban en la noche y eran magnificadas por los sencillos aldeanos según hablaban en voz baja al resplandor del hogar en sus chozas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aislado de esa manera, librado a mis propios recursos, ocupaba mis horas de infancia en hojear los viejos tomos que llenaban la biblioteca del castillo, colmada de sombras, y en vagar sin ton ni son por el perpetuo crepúsculo del espectral bosque que cubría la falda de la colina. Fue quizás merced a tales contornos el que mi mente adquiriera pronto tintes de melancolía. Esos estudios y temas que tocaban lo oscuro y lo oculto de la naturaleza eran lo que más llamaban mi atención. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poco fue lo que me permitieron saber de mi propia ascendencia, y lo poco que supe me sumía en hondas depresiones. Quizás, al principio, fue sólo la clara renuencia mostrada por mi viejo preceptor a la hora de hablarme de mi línea paterna lo que provocó la aparición de ese terror que yo sentía cada vez que se mentaba a mi gran linaje, aunque al abandonar la infancia conseguí fragmentos inconexos de conversación, dejados escapar involuntariamente por una lengua que ya iba traicionándolo con la llegada de la senilidad, y que tenían alguna relación con un particular acontecimiento que yo siempre había considerado extraño, y que ahora empezaba a volverse turbiamente terrible. A lo que me refiero es a la temprana edad en la que los condes de mi linaje encontraban la muerte. Aunque hasta ese momento había considerado un atributo de familia el que los hombres fueran de corta vida, más tarde reflexioné en profundidad sobre aquellas muertes prematuras, y comencé a relacionarlas con los desvaríos del anciano, que a menudo mencionaba una maldición que durante siglos había impedido que las vidas de los portadores del título sobrepasasen la barrera de los treinta y dos años. En mi vigésimo segundo cumpleaños, el añoso Pierre me entregó un documento familiar que, según decía, había pasado de padre a hijo durante muchas generaciones y había sido continuado por cada poseedor. Su contenido era de lo más inquietante, y una lectura pormenorizada confirmó la gravedad de mis temores. En ese tiempo, mi creencia en lo sobrenatural era firme y arraigada, de lo contrario hubiera hecho a un lado con desprecio el increíble relato que tenía ante los ojos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El papel me hizo retroceder a los tiempos del siglo XIII, cuando el viejo castillo en el que me hallaba era una fortaleza temida e inexpugnable. En él se hablaba de cierto anciano que una vez vivió en nuestras posesiones, alguien de no pocos talentos, aunque su rango apenas rebasaba el de campesino; era de nombre Michel, de usual sobrenombre Mauvais, el malhadado, debido a su siniestra reputación. A pesar de su clase, había estudiado, buscando cosas tales como la piedra filosofal y el elixir de la eterna juventud, y tenía fama de ducho en los terribles arcanos de la magia negra y la alquimia. Michel Mauvais tenía un hijo llamado Charles, un mozo tan avezado como él mismo en las artes ocultas, habiendo sido por ello apodado Le Sorcier, el brujo. Ambos, evitados por las gentes de bien, eran sospechosos de las prácticas más odiosas. El viejo Michel era acusado de haber quemado viva a su esposa, a modo de sacrificio al diablo, y, en lo tocante a las incontables desapariciones de hijos pequeños de campesinos, se tendía a señalar su puerta. Pero, a través de las oscuras naturalezas de padre e hijo brillaba un rayo de humanidad y redención; el malvado viejo quería a su retoño con fiera intensidad, mientras que el mozo sentía por su padre una devoción más que filial. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una noche el castillo de la colina se encontró sumido en la más tremenda de las confusiones por la desaparición del joven Godfrey, hijo del conde Henri. Un grupo de búsqueda, encabezado por el frenético padre, invadió la choza de los brujos, hallando al viejo Michel Mauvais mientras trasteaba en un inmenso caldero que bullía violentamente. Sin más demora, llevado de furia y desesperación desbocadas, el conde puso sus manos sobre el anciano mago y, al aflojar su abrazo mortal, la víctima ya había expirado. Entretanto, los alegres criados proclamaban el descubrimiento del joven Godfrey en una estancia lejana y abandonada del edificio, anunciándolo muy tarde, ya que el pobre Michel había sido muerto en vano. Al dejar el conde y sus amigos la mísera cabaña del alquimista, la figura de Charles Le Sorcier hizo acto de presencia bajo los árboles. La charla excitada de los domésticos más próximos le reveló lo sucedido, aunque pareció indiferente en un principio al destino de su padre. Luego, yendo lentamente al encuentro del conde, pronunció con voz apagada pero terrible la maldición que, en adelante, afligiría a la casa de C. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;«Nunca sea que un noble de tu estirpe homicida &lt;br /&gt;Viva para alcanzar mayor edad de la que ahora posees» &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proclamó cuando, repentinamente, saltando hacia atrás al negro bosque, sacó de su túnica una redoma de líquido incoloro que arrojó al rostro del asesino de su padre, desapareciendo al amparo de la negra cortina de la noche. El conde murió sin decir palabra y fue sepultado al día siguiente, con apenas treinta y dos años. Nunca descubrieron rastro del asesino, aunque implacables bandas de campesinos batieron las frondas cercanas y las praderas que rodeaban la colina. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo y la falta de recordatorios aminoraron la idea de la maldición de la mente de la familia del conde muerto; así que cuando Godfrey, causante inocente de toda la tragedia y ahora portador de un título, murió traspasado por una flecha en el transcurso de una cacería, a la edad de treinta y dos años, no hubo otro pensamiento que el de pesar por su deceso. Pero cuando, años después, el nuevo joven conde, de nombre Robert, fue encontrado muerto en un campo cercano y sin mediar causa aparente, los campesinos dieron en murmurar acerca de que su amo apenas sobrepasaba los treinta y dos cumpleaños cuando fue sorprendido por su temprana muerte. Louis, hijo de Robert, fue descubierto ahogado en el foso a la misma fatídica edad, y, desde ahí, la crónica ominosa recorría los siglos: Henris, Roberts, Antoines y Armands privados de vidas felices y virtuosas cuando apenas rebasaban la edad que tuviera su infortunado antepasado al morir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Según lo leído, parecía cierto que no me quedaban sino once años. Mi vida, tenida hasta entonces en tan poco, se me hizo ahora más preciosa a cada día que pasaba, y me fui progresivamente sumergiendo en los misterios del oculto mundo de la magia negra. Solitario como era, la ciencia moderna no me había perturbado y trabajaba como en la Edad Media, tan empeñado como estuvieran el viejo Michel y el joven Charles en la adquisición de saber demonológico y alquímico. Aunque leía cuanto caía en mis manos, no encontraba explicación para la extraña maldición que afligía a mi familia. En los pocos momentos de pensamiento racional, podía llegar tan lejos como para buscar alguna explicación natural, atribuyendo las tempranas muertes de mis antepasados al siniestro Charles Le Sorcier y sus herederos; pero descubriendo tras minuciosas investigaciones que no había descendientes conocidos del alquimista, me volví nuevamente a los estudios ocultos y de nuevo me esforcé en encontrar un hechizo capaz de liberar a mi estirpe de esa terrible carga. En algo estaba plenamente resuelto. No me casaría jamás, y, ya que las ramas restantes de la familia se habían extinguido, pondría fin conmigo a la maldición. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando yo frisaba los treinta, el viejo Pierre fue reclamado por el otro mundo. Lo enterré sin ayuda bajo las piedras del patio por el que tanto gustara de deambular en vida. Así quedé para meditar en soledad, siendo el único ser humano de la gran fortaleza, y en el total aislamiento mi mente fue dejando de rebelarse contra la maldición que se avecinaba para casi llegar a acariciar ese destino con el que se habían encontrado tantos de mis antepasados. Pasaba mucho tiempo explorando las torres y los salones ruinosos y abandonados del viejo castillo, que el temor juvenil me había llevado a rehuir y que, al decir del viejo Pierre, no habían sido hollados por ser humano durante casi cuatro siglos. Muchos de los objetos hallados resultaban extraños y espantosos. Mis ojos descubrieron muebles cubiertos por polvo de siglos, desmoronándose en la putridez de largas exposiciones a la humedad. Telarañas en una profusión nunca antes vista brotaban por doquier, e inmensos murciélagos agitaban sus alas huesudas e inmensas por todos lados en las, por otra parte, vacías tinieblas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guardaba el cálculo más cuidadoso de mi edad exacta, aun de los días y horas, ya que cada oscilación del péndulo del gran reloj de la biblioteca desgranaba una pizca más de mi condenada existencia. Al final estuve cerca del momento tanto tiempo contemplado con aprensión. Dado que la mayoría de mis antepasados fueron abatidos poco después de llegar a la edad exacta que tenía el conde Henri al morir, yo aguardaba en cualquier instante la llegada de una muerte desconocida. En qué extraña forma me alcanzaría la maldición, eso no sabía decirlo; pero estaba decidido a que, al menos, no me encontrara atemorizado o pasivo. Con renovado vigor, me apliqué al examen del viejo castillo y cuanto contenía. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El suceso culminante de mi vida tuvo lugar durante una de mis exploraciones más largas en la parte abandonada del castillo, a menos de una semana de la fatídica hora que yo sabía había de marcar el límite final a mi estancia en la tierra, más allá de la cual yo no tenía siquiera atisbos de esperanza de conservar el hálito. Había empleado la mejor parte de la mañana yendo arriba y abajo por las escaleras medio en ruinas, en uno de los más castigados de los antiguos torreones. En el transcurso de la tarde me dediqué a los niveles inferiores, bajando a lo que parecía ser un calabozo medieval o quizás un polvorín subterráneo, más bajo. Mientras deambulaba lentamente por los pasadizos llenos de incrustaciones al pie de la última escalera, el suelo se tornó sumamente húmedo y pronto, a la luz de mi trémula antorcha, descubrí que un muro sólido, manchado por el agua, impedía mi avance. Girándome para volver sobre mis pasos, fui a poner los ojos sobre una pequeña trampilla con anillo, directamente bajo mis pies. Deteniéndome, logré alzarla con dificultad, descubriendo una negra abertura de la que brotaban tóxicas humaredas que hicieron chisporrotear mi antorcha, a cuyo titubeante resplandor vislumbré una escalera de piedra. Tan pronto como la antorcha, que yo había abatido hacia las repelentes profundidades, ardió libre y firmemente, emprendí el descenso. Los peldaños eran muchos y llevaban a un angosto pasadizo de piedra que supuse muy por debajo del nivel del suelo. Este túnel resultó de gran longitud y finalizaba en una masiva puerta de roble, rezumante con la humedad del lugar, que resistió firmemente cualquier intento mío de abrirla. Cesando tras un tiempo en mis esfuerzos, me había vuelto un trecho hacia la escalera, cuando sufrí de repente una de las impresiones más profundas y enloquecedoras que pueda concebir la mente humana. Sin previo aviso, escuché crujir la pesada puerta a mis espaldas, girando lentamente sobre sus oxidados goznes. Mis inmediatas sensaciones no son susceptibles de análisis. Encontrarme en un lugar tan completamente abandonado como yo creía que era el viejo castillo, ante la prueba de la existencia de un hombre o un espíritu, provocó a mi mente un horror de lo más agudo que pueda imaginarse. Cuando al fin me volví y encaré la fuente del sonido, mis ojos debieron desorbitarse ante lo que veían. En un antiguo marco gótico se encontraba una figura humana. Era un hombre vestido con un casquete y una larga túnica medieval de color oscuro. Sus largos cabellos y frondosa barba eran de un negro intenso y terrible, de increíble profusión. Su frente, más alta de lo normal; sus mejillas, consumidas, llenas de arrugas; y sus manos largas, semejantes a garras y nudosas, eran de una mortal y marmórea blancura como nunca antes viera en un hombre. Su figura, enjuta hasta asemejarla a un esqueleto, estaba extrañamente cargada de hombros y casi perdida dentro de los voluminosos pliegues de su peculiar vestimenta. Pero lo más extraño de todo eran sus ojos, cavernas gemelas de negrura abisal, profundas en saber, pero inhumanas en su maldad. Ahora se clavaban en mí, lacerando mi alma con su odio, manteniéndome sujeto al sitio. Por fin, la figura habló con una voz retumbante que me hizo estremecer debido a su honda impiedad e implícita malevolencia. El lenguaje empleado en su discurso era el decadente latín usado por los menos eruditos durante la Edad Media, y pude entenderlo gracias a mis prolongadas investigaciones en los tratados de los viejos alquimistas y demonólogos. Esa aparición hablaba de la maldición suspendida sobre mi casa, anunciando mi próximo fin, e hizo hincapié en el crimen cometido por mi antepasado contra el viejo Michel Mauvais, recreándose en la venganza de Charles le Sorcier. Relató cómo el joven Charles había escapado al amparo de la noche, volviendo al cabo de los años para matar al heredero Godfrey con una flecha, en la época en que éste alcanzó la edad que tuviera su padre al ser asesinado; cómo había vuelto en secreto al lugar, estableciéndose ignorado en la abandonada estancia subterránea, la misma en cuyo umbral se recortaba ahora el odioso narrador. Cómo había apresado a Robert, hijo de Godfrey, en un campo, forzándolo a ingerir veneno y dejándolo morir a la edad de treinta y dos, manteniendo así la loca profecía de su vengativa maldición. Entonces me dejó imaginar cuál era la solución de la mayor de las incógnitas: cómo la maldición había continuado desde el momento en que, según las leyes de la naturaleza, Charles le Sorcier hubiera debido morir, ya que el hombre se perdió en digresiones, hablándome sobre los profundos estudios de alquimia de los dos magos, padre e hijo, y explayándose sobre la búsqueda de Charles le Sorcier del elixir que podría garantizarle el goce de vida y juventud eternas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por un instante su entusiasmo pareció desplazar de aquellos ojos terribles el odio mostrado en un principio, pero bruscamente volvió el diabólico resplandor y, con un estremecedor sonido que recordaba el siseo de una serpiente, alzó una redoma de cristal con evidente intención de acabar con mi vida, tal como hiciera Charles le Sorcier seiscientos años antes con mi antepasado. Llevado por algún protector instinto de autodefensa, luché contra el encanto que me había tenido inmóvil hasta ese momento, y arrojé mi antorcha, ahora moribunda, contra el ser que amenazaba mi vida. Escuché cómo la ampolla se rompía de forma inocua contra las piedras del pasadizo mientras la túnica del extraño personaje se incendiaba, alumbrando la horrible escena con un resplandor fantasmal. El grito de espanto y de maldad impotente que lanzó el frustrado asesino resultó demasiado para mis nervios, ya estremecidos, y caí desmayado al suelo fangoso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando por fin recobré el conocimiento, todo estaba espantosamente a oscuras y, recordando lo ocurrido, temblé ante la idea de tener que soportar aún más; pero fue la curiosidad lo que acabó imponiéndose. ¿Quién, me preguntaba, era este malvado personaje, y cómo había llegado al interior del castillo? ¿Por qué podía querer vengar la muerte del pobre Michel Mauvais y cómo se había transmitido la maldición durante el gran número de siglos pasados desde la época de Charles le Sorcier? El peso del espanto, sufrido durante años, desapareció de mis hombros, ya que sabía que aquel a quien había abatido era lo que hacía peligrosa la maldición, y, viéndome ahora libre, ardía en deseos de saber más del ser siniestro que había perseguido durante siglos a mi linaje, y que había convertido mi propia juventud en una interminable pesadilla. Dispuesto a seguir explorando, me tanteé los bolsillos en busca de eslabón y pedernal, y encendí la antorcha de repuesto. Enseguida, la luz renacida reveló el cuerpo retorcido y achicharrado del misterioso extraño. Esos ojos espantosos estaban ahora cerrados. Desasosegado por la visión, me giré y accedí a la estancia que había al otro lado de la puerta gótica. Allí encontré lo que parecía ser el laboratorio de un alquimista. En una esquina se encontraba una inmensa pila de reluciente metal amarillo que centelleaba de forma portentosa a la luz de la antorcha. Debía de tratarse de oro, pero no me detuve a cerciorarme, ya que estaba afectado de forma extraña por la experiencia sufrida. Al fondo de la estancia había una abertura que conducía a uno de los muchos barrancos abiertos en la oscura ladera boscosa. Lleno de asombro, aunque sabedor ahora de cómo había logrado ese hombre llegar al castillo, me volví. Intenté pasar con el rostro vuelto junto a los restos de aquel extraño, pero, al acercarme, creí oírle exhalar débiles sonidos, como si la vida no hubiera escapado por completo de él. Horrorizado, me incliné para examinar la figura acurrucada y abrasada del suelo. Entonces esos horribles ojos, mas oscuros que la cara quemada donde se albergaban, se abrieron para mostrar una expresión imposible de identificar. Los labios agrietados intentaron articular palabras que yo no acababa de entender. Una vez capté el nombre de Charles le Sorcier y en otra ocasión pensé que las palabras «años» y «maldición» brotaban de esa boca retorcida. A pesar de todo, no fui capaz de encontrar un significado a su habla entrecortada. Ante mi evidente ignorancia, los ojos como pozos relampaguearon una vez más malévolamente en mi contra, hasta el punto de que, inerme como veía a mi enemigo, me sentí estremecer al observarlo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Súbitamente, aquel miserable, animado por un último rescoldo de energía, alzó su espantosa cabeza del suelo húmedo y hundido. Entonces, recuerdo que, estando yo paralizado por el miedo, recuperó la voz y con aliento agonizante vociferó las palabras que en adelante habrían de perseguirme durante todos los días y las noches de mi vida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-¡Necio! -gritaba-. ¿No puedes adivinar mi secreto? ¿No tienes bastante cerebro como para reconocer la voluntad que durante seis largos siglos ha perpetuado la espantosa maldición sobre los tuyos? ¿No te he hablado del gran elixir de la eterna juventud? ¿No sabes quién desveló el secreto de la alquimia? ¡Pues fui yo! ¡Yo! ¡Yo! ¡Yo que he vivido durante seiscientos años para perpetuar mi venganza, PORQUE YO SOY CHARLES LE SORCIER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extraído de: &lt;a href="http://www.cinefantastico.com/terroruniversal/ficcion/index.php?t=cuentos&amp;amp;id=245&amp;amp;mode=cuento"&gt;http://www.cinefantastico.com/terroruniversal/ficcion/index.php?t=cuentos&amp;amp;id=245&amp;amp;mode=cuento&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-963144149884901984?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/963144149884901984/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=963144149884901984' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/963144149884901984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/963144149884901984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/el-alquimista-hp-lovecraft.html' title='El Alquimista - H.P. Lovecraft'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-1677808436093730977</id><published>2010-09-18T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T13:41:40.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eisblume'/><title type='text'>Eisblume - Leben ist schön</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0AsiU0UfArA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0AsiU0UfArA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dein Herz - tropft rot. &lt;br /&gt;Ich werf ein Rettungsseil in dein Boot. &lt;br /&gt;In See - und Not. &lt;br /&gt;Wirst du sonst kopfüber untergeh'n. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dein Athem reicht noch für ein Wort. &lt;br /&gt;Reich mir die Hand, sonst treibst du fort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich lass dich nicht fallen, &lt;br /&gt;Ich lass dich nicht gehen. &lt;br /&gt;Wach mit mir auf, &lt;br /&gt;Leben ist so schön. &lt;br /&gt;Hör' auf dein Herz, &lt;br /&gt;Beginn zu verstehen: &lt;br /&gt;Das Leben ist so schön. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ein Wort - von dir, &lt;br /&gt;Macht mich zu deinem letzten Retter. &lt;br /&gt;Ich weiß, du weißt, &lt;br /&gt;Wir sind wie eng beschriebene Blätter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dein Athem reicht noch für ein Wort. &lt;br /&gt;Reich mir die Hand, sonst treibst du fort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich lass dich nicht fallen, &lt;br /&gt;Ich lass dich nicht gehen. &lt;br /&gt;Wach mit mir auf, &lt;br /&gt;Leben ist so schön. &lt;br /&gt;Hör' nur auf dein Herz, &lt;br /&gt;Beginn zu verstehen: &lt;br /&gt;Das Leben ist so schön. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(nananana nananana) &lt;br /&gt;Wach mit mir auf, &lt;br /&gt;Leben ist so schön. &lt;br /&gt;(nananana nananana) &lt;br /&gt;Das Leben ist so schön. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stößt du mich fort &lt;br /&gt;Von deinem Mund, &lt;br /&gt;Sink ich herab &lt;br /&gt;Bis auf den Grund. (zu dir) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(nananana nananana) &lt;br /&gt;Wach mit mir auf. &lt;br /&gt;Leben ist so schön. &lt;br /&gt;(nananana nananana) &lt;br /&gt;Das Leben ist so schön. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich lass dich nicht fallen, &lt;br /&gt;Ich lass dich nicht gehen. &lt;br /&gt;Wach mit mir auf, &lt;br /&gt;Leben ist so schön. &lt;br /&gt;Ich seh auch für dich &lt;br /&gt;Die Sonne aufgehen. &lt;br /&gt;Das Leben ist so schön.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-1677808436093730977?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/1677808436093730977/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=1677808436093730977' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/1677808436093730977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/1677808436093730977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/eisblume-leben-ist-schon.html' title='Eisblume - Leben ist schön'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-3819535432776569661</id><published>2010-09-18T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T04:35:17.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pitch Art'/><title type='text'>Pitch Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="200" width="200"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="offsite=true&amp;lang=fr-fr&amp;page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Fpitchart%2Fshow%2F&amp;page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Fpitchart%2F&amp;user_id=45105335@N04&amp;jump_to="&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/slideshow/show.swf?v=71649" allowFullScreen="true" flashvars="offsite=true&amp;lang=fr-fr&amp;page_show_url=%2Fphotos%2Fpitchart%2Fshow%2F&amp;page_show_back_url=%2Fphotos%2Fpitchart%2F&amp;user_id=45105335@N04&amp;jump_to=" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright : ©PitchArt 2010. 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Do not claim this work as your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pitch Art es un magnifico artista francés que hace creaciones super originales y que me encanta.&lt;br /&gt;Os dejo un pase de diapositivas y un enlace a su página web: &lt;a href="http://www.pitchart.fr/"&gt;http://www.pitchart.fr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-3819535432776569661?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/3819535432776569661/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=3819535432776569661' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/3819535432776569661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/3819535432776569661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/pitch-art.html' title='Pitch Art'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-589760734429593204</id><published>2010-09-04T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T23:40:38.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tristania'/><title type='text'>Tristania - Exile</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SuZUOEEyWhA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SuZUOEEyWhA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm light years away&lt;br /&gt;You can't change me&lt;br /&gt;I'm passive and cold&lt;br /&gt;Just waiting&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the future's threatening sky through dreams at night&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the dogs of war let loose I've seen the blood-red sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night&lt;br /&gt;A promise of rain&lt;br /&gt;Divided we stand&lt;br /&gt;A distance I can't take anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the cage in the corner&lt;br /&gt;I'm safe from the beast&lt;br /&gt;Once you wanted me, the image of me&lt;br /&gt;I've played that game a million times and see the signs&lt;br /&gt;I've played that game from A to Z I've lost a million times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wounds are open again&lt;br /&gt;Divided we fall&lt;br /&gt;I'm bleeding from the dark of my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burning in water&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in fire&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-589760734429593204?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/589760734429593204/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=589760734429593204' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/589760734429593204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/589760734429593204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/tristania-exile.html' title='Tristania - Exile'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-8250541165033971467</id><published>2010-09-03T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T12:28:12.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Green Children'/><title type='text'>The Green Children - Dragons</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/37iK9c5L02c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/37iK9c5L02c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was climbing woods&lt;br /&gt;Like I heard, my mamma said I never should&lt;br /&gt;But I knew I'd rather fail and fall&lt;br /&gt;Then never have tried at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now there's a Dragon in my room&lt;br /&gt;Heating up, like forty at noon&lt;br /&gt;My hair must have caught in it when I fell&lt;br /&gt;Caught up in pain I couldn't tell&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm falling with fever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get to close to my bed&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm burning baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm hearing things in my head&lt;br /&gt;It's beating me up from inside&lt;br /&gt;I need more to save me&lt;br /&gt;Give me a place I can hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not leaving&lt;br /&gt;Is he ever going to let me go?&lt;br /&gt;I believe no-one ever seems to know&lt;br /&gt;Why I shiver when I open up my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Do they all think I am full of lies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what's come over me&lt;br /&gt;If my view is not what I see&lt;br /&gt;Fire on water is red and blue&lt;br /&gt;It all just reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am falling with fever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get to close to my bed&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm burning baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm hearing things in my head&lt;br /&gt;It's beating me up from inside&lt;br /&gt;I need more to save me&lt;br /&gt;Give me a place I can hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get to close to my bed&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm burning baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm hearing things in my head&lt;br /&gt;It's beating me up from inside&lt;br /&gt;I need more to save me&lt;br /&gt;Give me a place I can hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my love, I wanna leave to meet him&lt;br /&gt;Please hold me back, you know I owe this to them&lt;br /&gt;Give me some ice or throw me in some water&lt;br /&gt;Slap me hard and shake my senses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God make me strong, please help me home&lt;br /&gt;Help heal my heartache, I'm bitten by a Dragon&lt;br /&gt;Make me resist, undo the spell, I hear them calling&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me be taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my love, I wanna leave to meet him&lt;br /&gt;Please hold me back, you know I owe this to them&lt;br /&gt;Give me some ice or throw me in some water&lt;br /&gt;Slap me hard and shake my senses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bitten by, bitten by, I hear them calling&lt;br /&gt;Bitten by a Dragon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-8250541165033971467?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/8250541165033971467/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=8250541165033971467' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/8250541165033971467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/8250541165033971467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/09/green-children-dragons.html' title='The Green Children - Dragons'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-6441034344758295251</id><published>2010-08-29T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T11:22:00.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marilyn Manson'/><title type='text'>Marilyn Manson - Cryptorchid</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6BlUfaMLj3s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6BlUfaMLj3s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time I make my Mother cry&lt;br /&gt;An Angel dies and falls from Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah, when they get to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a Boy is still a Worm it's hard&lt;br /&gt;To learn the number seven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah, when they get to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five, six, seven, eight never it's the first thing that they do...&lt;br /&gt;Seven, eight, nine, ten Heaven when they get to you...&lt;br /&gt;Four, three, two, one never get to seven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time I look outside my Mother &lt;br /&gt;Dies, I feel my back is changing shape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they get to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Worm consumes the Boy it's never, ever&lt;br /&gt;Considered rape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they get to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had the Balls&lt;br /&gt;It's the first thing that they do...&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had the Balls&lt;br /&gt;When they get to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prick your finger it is done...&lt;br /&gt;The Moon has now eclipsed the Sun...&lt;br /&gt;The Angel has spread its wings...&lt;br /&gt;The time has come for bitter things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prick your finger it is done...&lt;br /&gt;The Moon has now eclipsed the Sun...&lt;br /&gt;The Angel has spread its wings...&lt;br /&gt;The time has come for bitter things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prick your finger it is done...&lt;br /&gt;The Moon has now eclipsed the Sun...&lt;br /&gt;The Angel has spread its wings...&lt;br /&gt;The time has come for bitter things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prick your finger it is done...&lt;br /&gt;The Moon has now eclipsed the Sun...&lt;br /&gt;The Angel has spread its wings...&lt;br /&gt;The time has come for bitter things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prick your finger it is done...&lt;br /&gt;The Moon has now eclipsed the Sun...&lt;br /&gt;The Angel has spread its wings...&lt;br /&gt;The time has come for bitter things...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-6441034344758295251?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/6441034344758295251/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=6441034344758295251' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/6441034344758295251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/6441034344758295251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/marilyn-manson-cryptorchid.html' title='Marilyn Manson - Cryptorchid'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-6888428907541610498</id><published>2010-08-29T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T11:59:15.413-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DeviantArt'/><title type='text'>DeviantArt</title><content type='html'>DeviantArt&amp;nbsp;es un espacio virtual en el que cada cual puede mostrar su arte y aprovechar las posibilidades de la red para someterlo a los comentarios de cualquiera y en particular de otros artistas. DeviantART está abierta a muchos tipos de artistas pero principalmente los relacionados con las artes visuales y gráficas, como fotógrafos, diseñadores gráficos o pintores, aunque también hay obras literarias realizadas por escritores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El sitio web también está habilitado para usuarios gratuitos y usuarios con suscripción, volviéndose así, al igual que otras páginas, un sitio que al pagarle ofrece más alternativas o ventajas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extraído de:Wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grupos recomendados en DeviantArt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://darkelements.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://darkelements.deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://obscure-world.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://obscure-world.deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1621296512"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1621296512"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://darkclub.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://darkclub.deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://when-darkness-comes.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://when-darkness-comes.deviantart.com&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gothictemple.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://gothictemple.deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://darkartists-inc.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://darkartists-inc.deviantart.com&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gothicsoulsclub.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://gothicsoulsclub.deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-6888428907541610498?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/6888428907541610498/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=6888428907541610498' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/6888428907541610498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/6888428907541610498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/deviantart.html' title='DeviantArt'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-7355487200649139701</id><published>2010-08-15T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T12:15:59.860-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shelter'/><title type='text'>Shelter</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="200" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oH5tPbV8qzo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oH5tPbV8qzo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shelter es un suspense escrito por Michael Conney, autor también del guión de Identidad, una interesantísima película que tuvo a John Cusack y Ray Liotta en el reparto.&lt;br /&gt;Shelter cuenta la historia de una psiquiatra forense que se dedica a estudiar casos de personas con personalidad múltiple.&lt;br /&gt;Sus investigaciones le llevan a conocer el extraño caso del paciente interpretado por Jonathan Rhys Meyers, que adopta la personalidad de víctimas de asesinos en serie. Sin duda, un interesante punto de partida para lo que puede ser una de las películas sorpresa del 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Información extraída de : &lt;a href="http://www.peliculas.info/"&gt;http://www.peliculas.info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-7355487200649139701?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7355487200649139701/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=7355487200649139701' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7355487200649139701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7355487200649139701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/shelter.html' title='Shelter'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-8008659551230287284</id><published>2010-08-13T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T12:08:48.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sonata Arctica'/><title type='text'>Sonata Arctica - Paid in full</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="200" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G1zkXdqcajk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G1zkXdqcajk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was nowhere near ready when all it ended&lt;br /&gt;So I hoped we could find a new day, cannot live without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me the chance, time and again, in vain&lt;br /&gt;Now my feelings for you, every tear, every smile, paid in full&lt;br /&gt;Break the chain, but no longer can I take the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard for me to love myself right now,&lt;br /&gt;I've waited, hated, blamed it all on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needed to be strong, yet I was always too weak&lt;br /&gt;So I can only blame myself for this state we are in&lt;br /&gt;I will take what you have for me now, if it's not too late&lt;br /&gt;Did you change? I did too. Love can grow from the last grain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard for me to love myself right now,&lt;br /&gt;I've waited, hated, blamed it all on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you less and less&lt;br /&gt;Every day fix this moral decay&lt;br /&gt;Yet I have grown to love you even more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall back, and I turn another cheek.&lt;br /&gt;You mouth the words you're not ready to speak&lt;br /&gt;You're scared of me now; no I never had a clue&lt;br /&gt;That I'd become so much stronger than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will take what you have for me now, if it's not too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like I will leave, I will not miss the last train again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard for me to love myself right now,&lt;br /&gt;I've waited, hated, blamed it all on you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard for me to love your face right now&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting, hating, needing being me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you less and less and&lt;br /&gt;Every day leads us farther away&lt;br /&gt;From that moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard for me to hate myself right now&lt;br /&gt;Finally I'm understanding me&lt;br /&gt;One day we may have whole new me's and you's&lt;br /&gt;But first I need to learn to love me too....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-8008659551230287284?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/8008659551230287284/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=8008659551230287284' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/8008659551230287284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/8008659551230287284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/sonata-arctica-paid-in-full.html' title='Sonata Arctica - Paid in full'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-7438150435372792929</id><published>2010-08-01T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T09:13:07.035-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pain'/><title type='text'>Pain feat. Anette Olzon - Follow Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZRbv4O65vBo&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZRbv4O65vBo&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me!&lt;br /&gt;[Pain]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blackest step&lt;br /&gt;hold in my breath&lt;br /&gt;I've always been the fool&lt;br /&gt;return for shadows of mine&lt;br /&gt;because the time is running out for me&lt;br /&gt;I walk in the path of a misfit's blood&lt;br /&gt;no compass can stand my way&lt;br /&gt;no light at the end of the tunnel&lt;br /&gt;the time is running out for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[both]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one gold at the end of the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;no high *holes streams to see*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;the time it seems to always run out for me&lt;br /&gt;Follow Me&lt;br /&gt;and I slack me down so far, so why dont you Follow me x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Anette Olson]&lt;br /&gt;I walk in the path of a misfit's blood&lt;br /&gt;no compass can stand my way&lt;br /&gt;no light at the end of the tunnel&lt;br /&gt;the time is running out for me&lt;br /&gt;no gold at the end of the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;no high hopes, dreams decieve &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;the time it seems to always run out for me&lt;br /&gt;Follow Me&lt;br /&gt;and I slack me down so far, so why dont you Follow me x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck has never been My Friend&lt;br /&gt;I've always been the fool&lt;br /&gt;Please don´t follow shadows of mine&lt;br /&gt;'cause the time is running out for me&lt;br /&gt;I walk in the path of a misfits blood&lt;br /&gt;no compass can stare my way&lt;br /&gt;no light at the end of the tunnel&lt;br /&gt;and time is running out for me&lt;br /&gt;Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no gold at the end of the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;no high hopes, dreams deceive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;the trouble seems to always wanna&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;It has let me down so far so why dont you&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;the troubele seems to always wanna &lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;It has let me down so far so why dont you &lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk in the Path of a misfits blood.&lt;br /&gt;No compass can stare my way&lt;br /&gt;No light at the end of the tunnel&lt;br /&gt;the time is running out for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no gold at the end of the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;no high hopes, dreams deceive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;the trouble seems to always wanna&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;It has let me down so far so why dont you&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;the troubele seems to always wanna &lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;It has let me down so far so why dont you &lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;the trouble seems to always wanna&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;It has let me down so far so why dont you&lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;the troubele seems to always wanna &lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;br /&gt;It has let me down so far so why dont you &lt;br /&gt;Follow me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-7438150435372792929?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7438150435372792929/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=7438150435372792929' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7438150435372792929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7438150435372792929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/08/pain-feat-anette-olzon-follow-me.html' title='Pain feat. Anette Olzon - Follow Me'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-6917224613119953949</id><published>2010-07-25T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T05:41:11.651-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unsun'/><title type='text'>Unsun - Destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LfD9oK0elCY&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LfD9oK0elCY&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know nothing about life &lt;br /&gt;All the wisdom is hidden deep in the heart &lt;br /&gt;I am scared of the upcoming days &lt;br /&gt;I dont know where Im going, but Im on my way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boat is cruising over there, &lt;br /&gt;I want it and I know where &lt;br /&gt;I am handling my life to destiny &lt;br /&gt;My boat is cruising over there, &lt;br /&gt;I want it and know where &lt;br /&gt;I am handling my life to destiny &lt;br /&gt;My boat follows in the wake of you &lt;br /&gt;I am handling my life to destiny &lt;br /&gt;I dont know what future will bring to me &lt;br /&gt;My boat follows in the wake of you &lt;br /&gt;I am handling my life to destiny &lt;br /&gt;I dont know what future will bring to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I meet the ghosts of the past &lt;br /&gt;Darkness is left behind me, but Ill be free &lt;br /&gt;Someday in my life the light will shine &lt;br /&gt;Ill forget the past before the dusk comes up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boat is cruising over there, &lt;br /&gt;I want it and I know where &lt;br /&gt;I am handling my life to destiny &lt;br /&gt;My boat is cruising over there, &lt;br /&gt;I want it and know where &lt;br /&gt;I am handling my life to destiny &lt;br /&gt;My boat follows in the wake of you &lt;br /&gt;I am handling my life to destiny &lt;br /&gt;I dont know what future will bring to me &lt;br /&gt;My boat follows in the wake of you &lt;br /&gt;I am handling my life to destiny &lt;br /&gt;I dont know what future will bring to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-6917224613119953949?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/6917224613119953949/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=6917224613119953949' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/6917224613119953949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/6917224613119953949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/07/unsun-destiny.html' title='Unsun - Destiny'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-7637656581193045057</id><published>2010-07-21T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T11:49:29.379-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anabantha'/><title type='text'>Anabantha - Vampiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LmXU0OCUE6Q&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LmXU0OCUE6Q&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siento que, arde mi piel&lt;br /&gt;Cuando tu mirada, se cruza otra vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Déjame, siquiera intentar&lt;br /&gt;Morderte tu cuello&lt;br /&gt;Quiero ser tu ritual.&lt;br /&gt;De amor, de pasión&lt;br /&gt;Esta noche, tu vampiro yo soy&lt;br /&gt;No me des con la estaca&lt;br /&gt;De tu desprecio en mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Ya cayó la pálida noche sin estrellas&lt;br /&gt;el castillo de las sombras te espera&lt;br /&gt;por el amor que te profeso&lt;br /&gt;te llevare a mi mundo eterno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu sabrás la letanía&lt;br /&gt;Para invocarme espera se vaya el sol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrare por tu ventana&lt;br /&gt;Te muerdo tu cuello, quiero hacerte sangrar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De amor, de pasión&lt;br /&gt;Esta noche, tu vampiro yo soy&lt;br /&gt;No me des con la estaca&lt;br /&gt;De tu desprecio en mi corazón.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-7637656581193045057?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7637656581193045057/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-7480062155780021334?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7480062155780021334/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=7480062155780021334' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7480062155780021334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7480062155780021334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/07/la-evolucion-del-cine-gotico.html' title='La evolución del cine gótico'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-4261671136385237251</id><published>2010-07-05T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T12:46:42.449-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatre Of Tragedy'/><title type='text'>Theatre Of Tragedy - A Distance There Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W2I5jpEIa3s&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W2I5jpEIa3s&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come in out of the rain thou sayest - but thou ne'er step'st aside;&lt;br /&gt;And I am trapp'd, I'm trapp'd&lt;br /&gt;A distance there is...&lt;br /&gt;None, save me and the bodkin - pitter-patter on the roof:&lt;br /&gt;Behold! - 'tis not the rain; thence me it has to be -&lt;br /&gt;I will not drink thy vintage wine, my dear;&lt;br /&gt;Thou hast heed'd that I am of innocence, yet thou let'st thy lass into peril&lt;br /&gt;Thou let'st me be parched;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart , My heart , My heart ,&lt;br /&gt;My heart , My heart , My heart ,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is of frailty, my pale skin is hued damask.&lt;br /&gt;When thou thy tears hast hidden, "Come back!", thou sayest -&lt;br /&gt;There I soon am to be - but how am I to run when my bones, my heart!&lt;br /&gt;Thou hast me bereft! -&lt;br /&gt;But run thou sayest; I run , I run ,I run ,&lt;br /&gt;I run ,I run ,I run ,&lt;br /&gt;I run ,I run ,I run ,&lt;br /&gt;I run ,I run ,I run ,&lt;br /&gt;I run ,I run ,I run ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there and then I behold that a time will come when I again dead will be.&lt;br /&gt;Thou tell'st me to leave without delay -&lt;br /&gt;I leave&lt;br /&gt;I leave&lt;br /&gt;I leave...&lt;br /&gt;I leave with my bodkin and my tears in my hands;&lt;br /&gt;Lo! - the shadows, the sky - descending;&lt;br /&gt;So by a dint of smite I gait ere I run and melt together with dusk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind in which is this event,&lt;br /&gt;But it seems as if naught is to change anyway?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these years thou left'st me down in the emotional depths -&lt;br /&gt;The sombre soaked velvet-drape is hung upon me,&lt;br /&gt;Turning my feelings ,Turning my feelings away from our so ignorant world:&lt;br /&gt;All the beautiful moments shared, deliberately push'd aside -&lt;br /&gt;After all these years thou left'st me down in the emotional depths -&lt;br /&gt;The sombre soaked velvet-drape is hung upon me,&lt;br /&gt;Turning my feelings away from our so ignorant world:&lt;br /&gt;All the beautiful moments shared, deliberately push'd aside -&lt;br /&gt;A distance there is...&lt;br /&gt;A distance there is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-4261671136385237251?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/4261671136385237251/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=4261671136385237251' title='0 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-1720877367107662324</id><published>2010-07-04T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T10:58:38.341-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eisblume'/><title type='text'>Eisblume - Eisblumen</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qSRohpppsnE&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qSRohpppsnE&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Der Tag fliegt eilig aus der Stadt &lt;br /&gt;sie trinkt sich an den Schatten satt &lt;br /&gt;und gibt ihr wahres Anglitz preis &lt;br /&gt;die Pfützen schimmern schon wie Eis &lt;br /&gt;Am Himmel glänzt ein Silberstreif &lt;br /&gt;der Abend wandelt Tau zu Reif &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die Bleichheit die von unsren Wangen schneit &lt;br /&gt;macht uns wie Engel schön &lt;br /&gt;Sie sollten auf die Knie gehen und beten das &lt;br /&gt;der Mond verhangen bleibt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wir sind die Eisblumen &lt;br /&gt;Wir blühen in der Nacht &lt;br /&gt;Wir sind die Eisblumen &lt;br /&gt;Viel zu schön für den Tag &lt;br /&gt;Wir sind die Eisblumen &lt;br /&gt;Kalt und Schwarz ist unsre Macht &lt;br /&gt;Eisblumen blühen in der Nacht &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Der Morgen wandelt Reif zu Tau &lt;br /&gt;der Tag macht alles Grell und Rau &lt;br /&gt;Wir kleiden uns in Traurigkeit &lt;br /&gt;doch geht der Tag kommt unsre Zeit &lt;br /&gt;Wer leuchten will der flieht das Licht &lt;br /&gt;der schaut der Nacht ins Angesicht &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die Bleichheit die von unsren Wangen schneit &lt;br /&gt;macht uns wie Engel schön &lt;br /&gt;Sie werden auf die Knie gehen und beten das &lt;br /&gt;der Mond verhangen bleibt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wir sind die Eisblumen &lt;br /&gt;Wir blühen in der Nacht &lt;br /&gt;Wir sind die Eisblumen &lt;br /&gt;Viel zu schön für den Tag &lt;br /&gt;Wir sind die Eisblumen &lt;br /&gt;Kalt und Schwarz ist unsre Macht &lt;br /&gt;Eisblumen blühen in der Nacht &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eisblumen ... &lt;br /&gt;Wir sind die Eisblumen ... &lt;br /&gt;Viel zu schön ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wir sind die Eisblumen &lt;br /&gt;Wir blühen in der Nacht &lt;br /&gt;Wir sind die Eisblumen &lt;br /&gt;Viel zu schön ... &lt;br /&gt;Wir sind die Eisblumen &lt;br /&gt;Kalt und Schwarz ist unsre Macht &lt;br /&gt;Eisblumen blühen in der Nacht&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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cyan;"&gt;Pensamientos y poemas oscuros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=38424248464"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=38424248464 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;Gótico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=153223357483"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=153223357483 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;Grupo de arte y gótico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=40887426610"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=40887426610&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;La magia del goticismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=24340165517"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=24340165517&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;Góticos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=18078037614"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=18078037614&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;Góticos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=10065002962"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=10065002962 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;Góticos y los dueños de la noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-5325028334192825776</id><published>2010-06-26T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T14:44:54.645-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Helloween'/><title type='text'>Helloween - A little time</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="200" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l_bJVVpSi7k&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l_bJVVpSi7k&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Higher&lt;br /&gt;It's what I expect from my life&lt;br /&gt;It's like a wire&lt;br /&gt;That holds me back down to the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I hear you say&lt;br /&gt;"That is the way of the world"&lt;br /&gt;No, hear what I say&lt;br /&gt;"I wanna do so much in my way"&lt;br /&gt;Higher&lt;br /&gt;I've set my limits and bounds&lt;br /&gt;There's a fire&lt;br /&gt;It's burning so hot in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I hear you say&lt;br /&gt;"That is the way of the world"&lt;br /&gt;No, hear what I say&lt;br /&gt;"I wanna do so much in my way"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;We got&lt;br /&gt;A little time to build up our lives&lt;br /&gt;A little time to make up our minds&lt;br /&gt;A little time to fill up our dreams&lt;br /&gt;A little time, time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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time'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-8847317590999466281</id><published>2010-06-02T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:38:11.322-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poemas'/><title type='text'>William Blake - Canciones de inocencia y juventud</title><content type='html'>Joven contento, ven hacia aquí&lt;br /&gt;y contempla cómo la aurora se desvanece&lt;br /&gt;imagen de la verdad recién nacida.&lt;br /&gt;La duda ha huido, y las nubes de la razón,&lt;br /&gt;y oscuras disputas, y mañas arteras.&lt;br /&gt;La locura es maravilla sin términos,&lt;br /&gt;intrincadas raíces enredan sus caminos.&lt;br /&gt;¡Cuántos han caído allí!&lt;br /&gt;Tropiezan toda la noche con los huesos de los muertos,&lt;br /&gt;y sienten un no sé qué, más se preocupan,&lt;br /&gt;y desean guiar a otros cuando ellos son quienes&lt;br /&gt;deberían ser guiados&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-8847317590999466281?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/8847317590999466281/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=8847317590999466281' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/8847317590999466281'/><link 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Fuertes</title><content type='html'>Si pudiera no amarte&lt;br /&gt;qué ya llegó la hora&lt;br /&gt;de no querer quererte.&lt;br /&gt;Que me duelen los ojos de esperarte,&lt;br /&gt;y hasta la voz me duele.&lt;br /&gt;¡Si pudiera olvidarte!&lt;br /&gt;Tu nombre,si lo grito,&lt;br /&gt;no estremece ya&lt;br /&gt;tu fondo negro;&lt;br /&gt;harás que no sea bueno&lt;br /&gt;mi corazón azul como una estrella.&lt;br /&gt;Ya no quiero quererte,&lt;br /&gt;y ya no espero nada de tus ojos;&lt;br /&gt;sólo espero del aire...&lt;br /&gt;Espero...&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué pedir para olvidarlo?&lt;br /&gt;Dadme veneno verde,&lt;br /&gt;locura negra,&lt;br /&gt;o blanca muerte dadme,&lt;br /&gt;y después...&lt;br /&gt;¡Si pudiera no amarte!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-463555150130906555?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-7893748505572631117</id><published>2010-05-15T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T03:09:31.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Escritos'/><title type='text'>Heridas</title><content type='html'>Supiste dejarme en el momento perfecto,como abatir mi alas,como derrotarme y como hacerme daño.Supiste hacer que mis heridas sangraran y como hacer para que tardaran en cerrarse.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que en el momento que se curen que jamás vuelvan a dolereme aunque sé que tan sólo escuchar tu nombre notaré como las heridas querran abrirse, pero pondré tanto cuanto pueda para apretarlas, para que la sangre se quede dentro aunque la herida se infecte pero tu nombre jamás podrá conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;Tú para mí, no eres nadie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrito por Góticaoscura&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-7893748505572631117?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7893748505572631117/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=7893748505572631117' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7893748505572631117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7893748505572631117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/05/heridas_15.html' title='Heridas'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-8118973474297924451</id><published>2010-05-15T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T10:26:53.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lacuna Coil'/><title type='text'>Lacuna Coil - Spellbound</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="200" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r_VS2B48c24&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r_VS2B48c24&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burning here, in the room&lt;br /&gt;Feeling that the walls are moving closer&lt;br /&gt;Silent scene the dark takes me&lt;br /&gt;Leads me to the ending of another day&lt;br /&gt;I'm haunted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me who you are. I am spellbound&lt;br /&gt;You cannot have this control on me&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go I am spellbound&lt;br /&gt;I will break the spell you put on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velvet drapes, glowing candles&lt;br /&gt;Silent whispers of words inside of my head&lt;br /&gt;The night that comes, it waits for me&lt;br /&gt;Lift me to the ending of another day&lt;br /&gt;I'm haunted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me who you are. I am spellbound&lt;br /&gt;You cannot have this control on me&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go I am spellbound&lt;br /&gt;I will break the spell you put on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me who you are. I am spellbound&lt;br /&gt;You cannot have this control on me&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go I am spellbound&lt;br /&gt;I will break the spell you put on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go I am spellbound&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go I am spellbound&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go I am spellbound&lt;br /&gt;I will break the spell you put on me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-8118973474297924451?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/8118973474297924451/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=8118973474297924451' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/8118973474297924451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/8118973474297924451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/05/lacuna-coil-spellbound.html' title='Lacuna Coil - Spellbound'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-8854478375772305721</id><published>2010-05-12T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T13:12:40.797-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unsun'/><title type='text'>Unsun- Whispers</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LapknbGS7Os&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LapknbGS7Os&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you all I've got to give&lt;br /&gt;It's never too late to say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;We have one life to live, &lt;br /&gt;That'll be the beginning of a great story&lt;br /&gt;You are my sun in the darkness of the night, &lt;br /&gt;You are my ice land on the sea of memories&lt;br /&gt;You are my sun in the darkness of the night&lt;br /&gt;And be my eyes when I lose my sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like your whispering in the dark&lt;br /&gt;There are whispers of the past&lt;br /&gt;You are hiding deep inside my dreams, &lt;br /&gt;Dreaming the final dream, the last&lt;br /&gt;I like your whispering in the dark&lt;br /&gt;There are whispers of the past&lt;br /&gt;You are hiding deep inside my dreams, &lt;br /&gt;Dreaming the final dream, the last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me more than you can take, &lt;br /&gt;Then I'll give us a second chance&lt;br /&gt;We have one life to live, &lt;br /&gt;I'll give you all I've got to give&lt;br /&gt;Like a moonlight, you're showing me the way, &lt;br /&gt;Like heroine&lt;br /&gt;You course in my veins, &lt;br /&gt;Like a moonlight, you're showing me the way, &lt;br /&gt;Like heroine&lt;br /&gt;You course in my veins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like your whispering in the dark&lt;br /&gt;There are whispers of the past&lt;br /&gt;You are hiding deep inside my dreams, &lt;br /&gt;Dreaming the final dream, the last&lt;br /&gt;I like your whispering in the dark&lt;br /&gt;There are whispers of the past&lt;br /&gt;You are hiding deep inside my dreams, &lt;br /&gt;Dreaming the final dream, the last&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-8854478375772305721?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/8854478375772305721/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=8854478375772305721' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/8854478375772305721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/8854478375772305721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/05/unsun-whispers.html' title='Unsun- Whispers'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-7157731747334724945</id><published>2010-05-02T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T08:02:51.917-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beseech'/><title type='text'>Beseech - Between the lines</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NYT55G4rtMo&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NYT55G4rtMo&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me to get through my mission inside&lt;br /&gt;help me to respect who I am&lt;br /&gt;show me something real I understand&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Read between the lines&lt;br /&gt;and maybe you'll find out&lt;br /&gt;what they are made of&lt;br /&gt;why they shine so bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me to forget sunshine today&lt;br /&gt;help me find out where I am&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't aware of the pain to come&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly into the sun, but never touch the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read between the lines&lt;br /&gt;and maybe you'll find out&lt;br /&gt;what they are made of&lt;br /&gt;why they shine so bright&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-7157731747334724945?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7157731747334724945/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=7157731747334724945' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7157731747334724945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7157731747334724945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/05/beseech-between-lines.html' title='Beseech - Between the lines'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-5250438890461885298</id><published>2010-05-02T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T07:59:53.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sonata Nocturna'/><title type='text'>Sonata Nocturna - The Darkest Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NcZCfnrluvY&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NcZCfnrluvY&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the silence of the wind &lt;br /&gt;like a nightinegale that never sings &lt;br /&gt;Widows of the the light is all I see &lt;br /&gt;the darkest winter memory remains &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely, afraid them, the voices of wood &lt;br /&gt;calling me through the window...silent night. &lt;br /&gt;Darkness, tenderness, the sadness of hope, &lt;br /&gt;in my heart heart I can feel the cold... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the silence of the wind &lt;br /&gt;like a nightinegale that never sings &lt;br /&gt;Widows of the the light is all I see &lt;br /&gt;the darkest winter memory remains &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying, the rainbow will never appear &lt;br /&gt;with the snow in my hands, I scream in tears. &lt;br /&gt;Blindly, I tremble like a lonely wolf &lt;br /&gt;lost in dark paradise of night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the silence of the wind &lt;br /&gt;like a nightingale that never sings; &lt;br /&gt;signs of sorrow flow from within. &lt;br /&gt;My heart is dying, the flame suffocates, &lt;br /&gt;the snow is falling down and I am breaking down, &lt;br /&gt;from this valley of tears to the eternity. &lt;br /&gt;And there is no sun...my world becoming black &lt;br /&gt;The beauty is dark, like feelings of my heart; &lt;br /&gt;I feel alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-5250438890461885298?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/5250438890461885298/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=5250438890461885298' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/5250438890461885298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/5250438890461885298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/05/sonata-nocturna-darkest-winter.html' title='Sonata Nocturna - The Darkest Winter'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-7476179698539614014</id><published>2010-05-02T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T07:55:44.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To/Die/For'/><title type='text'>To/Die/For - Like Never Before</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rVIX4ozYbw4&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rVIX4ozYbw4&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the rain and the sun &lt;br /&gt;Some I've lost some I have won &lt;br /&gt;Some I've destroyed and saved &lt;br /&gt;I'm digging a grave for myself &lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid &lt;br /&gt;Roses will bloom and roses will fade &lt;br /&gt;Follow me into damnation &lt;br /&gt;(I'll rock your world down there) &lt;br /&gt;Fly with me into the skies &lt;br /&gt;(I'll show you heaven) &lt;br /&gt;Cry or laugh it's all the same &lt;br /&gt;(Hey, no one will care) &lt;br /&gt;The world keeps turning anyway &lt;br /&gt;My soul is aching &lt;br /&gt;Like never before &lt;br /&gt;Tonigh I'm so alive &lt;br /&gt;Dance with me now &lt;br /&gt;Like never before &lt;br /&gt;'cause we never know &lt;br /&gt;About tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;No matter what it takes &lt;br /&gt;As long as blood runs in my veins &lt;br /&gt;My candle will burn from both ends &lt;br /&gt;I'm digging a grave for myself &lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid &lt;br /&gt;Roses will bloom and roses will fade &lt;br /&gt;Of dream and reality&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-7476179698539614014?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7476179698539614014/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=7476179698539614014' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7476179698539614014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7476179698539614014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/05/todiefor-like-never-before.html' title='To/Die/For - Like Never Before'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-1029012204075272261</id><published>2010-04-30T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T16:36:27.723-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shuarma'/><title type='text'>Otra ráfaga de luz" - Shuarma</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qUcyo_6VqmI&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qUcyo_6VqmI&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volver a entrar en tus sueños  &lt;br /&gt;Y ver el mundo a través  &lt;br /&gt;Disimular tanto empeño  &lt;br /&gt;Si vienes tú ..  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Re dibujar el contorno  &lt;br /&gt;Si es necesario otra ves  &lt;br /&gt;Podré llegar hasta el fondo  &lt;br /&gt;Si quieres tú ..  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Y llega otra ráfaga de luz  &lt;br /&gt;Y llega otra ráfaga de luz  &lt;br /&gt;Y llega otra ráfaga de luz  &lt;br /&gt;Iluminando el punto en que estas tu  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Podrás oír mi latido  &lt;br /&gt;Junto a tú respiración  &lt;br /&gt;Cumplir en mi cometido  &lt;br /&gt;Si quieres tú ..  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Y llega otra ráfaga de luz  &lt;br /&gt;Y llega otra ráfaga de luz  &lt;br /&gt;Y llega otra ráfaga de luz  &lt;br /&gt;Iluminando el punto en que estas tu  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tócame... sin mirar  &lt;br /&gt;Ábreme... y déjame entrar  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Y llega otra ráfaga de luz  &lt;br /&gt;Y llega otra ráfaga de luz  &lt;br /&gt;Y llega otra ráfaga de luz  &lt;br /&gt;Iluminando el punto en que estas tú&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-1029012204075272261?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/1029012204075272261/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=1029012204075272261' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/1029012204075272261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/1029012204075272261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/04/otra-rafaga-de-luz-shuarma.html' title='Otra ráfaga de luz&quot; - Shuarma'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-2930085455212310162</id><published>2010-04-26T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T12:54:25.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eisblume'/><title type='text'>Eisblume - Louise</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_I6o7yoPa74&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_I6o7yoPa74&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sie waren verliebt&lt;br /&gt;Und fast noch Kinder&lt;br /&gt;Die Ewigkeit entfernt und doch so nah&lt;br /&gt;Er trug ihr Bild&lt;br /&gt;In seiner Seele&lt;br /&gt;Niemand wird verstehen&lt;br /&gt;Was dann am Meer geschah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louise - mein Herz&lt;br /&gt;Du bist so schön&lt;br /&gt;Die Rosen wollen verblühen, wenn sie dich sehn&lt;br /&gt;Louise - mein Herz&lt;br /&gt;Du musst verstehen&lt;br /&gt;Nur ohne dich wird unsere Liebe währen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die Zeit verrinnt&lt;br /&gt;Die Blätter fallen&lt;br /&gt;Nacht schwebt heran&lt;br /&gt;Tag ohne Wiederkehr&lt;br /&gt;Ein Schatten naht&lt;br /&gt;Verdunkelt alle Welt&lt;br /&gt;Löscht deine Schritte&lt;br /&gt;Nimmt dich mit&lt;br /&gt;Dich fort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louise - mein Herz&lt;br /&gt;Wo willst du hin?&lt;br /&gt;Das Wasser trägt uns jetzt ins Morgenlicht&lt;br /&gt;Louise - so kalt&lt;br /&gt;Und es wird still&lt;br /&gt;Umsorgt von der Unendlichkeit des Augenblicks&lt;br /&gt;Er ist da&lt;br /&gt;Er ist da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louise - mein Herz&lt;br /&gt;Vergib mir nicht&lt;br /&gt;Die Welt hält an&lt;br /&gt;Will sich nicht weiter drehen&lt;br /&gt;Louise - und doch&lt;br /&gt;Die Schuld trifft dich&lt;br /&gt;Ich ließ dich gehen&lt;br /&gt;Doch du verlässt mich nicht&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wellen über mir&lt;br /&gt;Greifen nach uns voller Gier&lt;br /&gt;Kein Wort, kein Weg bringt dich zurück&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louise - mein Herz&lt;br /&gt;Jetzt komm zur Ruh&lt;br /&gt;Mit meinen Tränen decken wir uns zu&lt;br /&gt;Ich und du&lt;br /&gt;Ich und du&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-2930085455212310162?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/2930085455212310162/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=2930085455212310162' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/2930085455212310162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/2930085455212310162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/04/eisblume-louise.html' title='Eisblume - Louise'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-7020675625225889268</id><published>2010-04-23T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T13:35:25.179-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L&apos;amme immortelle'/><title type='text'>L'amme immortelle - Fallen Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iMwe8zZg9j0&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iMwe8zZg9j0&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found you broken on the ground&lt;br /&gt;From your mouth a bitter sound&lt;br /&gt;That became sweeter as I approached&lt;br /&gt;You in your deepest agony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put you up and raised you well&lt;br /&gt;And more than stories ever tell&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with you those days&lt;br /&gt;And hoped that you would too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been a fallen angel&lt;br /&gt;Ripped out of the sky&lt;br /&gt;But as your wings grew strong enough&lt;br /&gt;You left me - behind to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We built up our own world together&lt;br /&gt;For our future I assumed&lt;br /&gt;I believed in what you said that day&lt;br /&gt;But was already doomed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more you've learned and grown&lt;br /&gt;The less you cared for me&lt;br /&gt;But I was too blinded by my feelings&lt;br /&gt;To see the dawning agony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been a fallen angel&lt;br /&gt;Ripped out of the sky&lt;br /&gt;But as your wings grew strong enough&lt;br /&gt;You left me - behind to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been a fallen angel&lt;br /&gt;Ripped out of the sky&lt;br /&gt;But as your wings grew strong enough&lt;br /&gt;You left me - behind to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than I can say&lt;br /&gt;And we will never part&lt;br /&gt;You told me nearly every day&lt;br /&gt;But still you broke my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as you could fly again&lt;br /&gt;Into the open sky&lt;br /&gt;You left me without any reason&lt;br /&gt;Back on this world to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been a fallen angel&lt;br /&gt;Ripped out of the sky&lt;br /&gt;But as your wings grew strong enough&lt;br /&gt;You left me - behind to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been a fallen angel&lt;br /&gt;Ripped out of the sky&lt;br /&gt;But as your wings grew strong enough&lt;br /&gt;You left me - behind to die&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-7020675625225889268?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7020675625225889268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=7020675625225889268' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7020675625225889268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7020675625225889268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/04/lamme-immortelle-fallen-angel.html' title='L&apos;amme immortelle - Fallen Angel'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-511592804190268100</id><published>2010-04-16T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T14:34:12.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessica Yeh'/><title type='text'>Sad Violin Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8MnPTYqg2tY&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8MnPTYqg2tY&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cómo me gustaría que la pudieses oir.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-511592804190268100?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/511592804190268100/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=511592804190268100' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/511592804190268100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/511592804190268100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/04/sad-violin-music.html' title='Sad Violin Music'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-6896677820461497321</id><published>2010-04-02T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T09:56:42.332-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sirenia'/><title type='text'>Sirenia - My Mind's Eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="200" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/deK_KXkSLkM&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/deK_KXkSLkM&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were here &lt;br /&gt;I'd whisper sweet nothings in your ear &lt;br /&gt;And appeal to all your fears &lt;br /&gt;If you were mine *If you were only mine* &lt;br /&gt;I'd bring you so much further down &lt;br /&gt;And twist your mind until the end of time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never realize &lt;br /&gt;What darkness lies inside &lt;br /&gt;inside my mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are down &lt;br /&gt;I will come to chain you to the ground &lt;br /&gt;And penetrate your mind. &lt;br /&gt;If you are lost *if only you are lost* &lt;br /&gt;I'll be there to break your trust &lt;br /&gt;And ravage all your lust for life, my love &lt;br /&gt;You will never realize &lt;br /&gt;What darkness lies inside &lt;br /&gt;inside my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never realize &lt;br /&gt;What darkness lies inside &lt;br /&gt;inside my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never realize &lt;br /&gt;What darkness lies inside &lt;br /&gt;inside my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-6896677820461497321?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/6896677820461497321/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=6896677820461497321' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/6896677820461497321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/6896677820461497321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/04/sirenia-my-minds-eye.html' title='Sirenia - My Mind&apos;s Eye'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-4156656174462385627</id><published>2010-03-20T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T11:50:08.882-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rozen Maiden'/><title type='text'>Rozen Maiden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii143/romantica289/Rozen_Maiden_022web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii143/romantica289/Rozen_Maiden_022web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La historia comienza con Jun, un chico que vive aislado en su habitación y acostumbra a adquirir juguetes extraños por Internet. Un día recibe un misterioso correo que dice: "¿Le darás cuerda o no?", y él acepta sin pensarlo. Así es como obtiene a Shinku, una hermosa y refinada muñeca que, al darle con la cuerdecilla dorada, cobra vida y dice ser una Rozen Maiden. Jun se entera de que las Rozen Maiden son una relicaria colección de muñecas que están diseñadas para el Alice Game, un juego que consiste en que deban luchar entre sí para robar la Rosa Mística de la oponente, y la que logre conseguir todas las Rosas Místicas se convertirá en Alice (la muñeca perfecta). Shinku obliga a Jun a ser su médium (sirviente) y así ella obtiene energía de Jun para evitar perder su Rosa Mística en el Alice Game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Extraído de:&amp;nbsp; http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rozen_Maiden&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-4156656174462385627?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/4156656174462385627/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=4156656174462385627' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/4156656174462385627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/4156656174462385627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/03/rozen-maiden.html' title='Rozen Maiden'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-4621138949403826164</id><published>2010-03-17T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T12:22:02.478-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dante&apos;s Inferno'/><title type='text'>Dante's Inferno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii143/romantica289/dantes-inferno-g.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii143/romantica289/dantes-inferno-g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Dante's Inferno está basado en la primera parte de La divina comedia de Dante Alighieri. El jugador controla a Dante, un veterano de la tercera cruzada, quien intenta alcanzar a su amada Beatrice y liberar su alma de Lucifer, quien necesita contraer nupcias con un alma destinada al cielo, para liberarse del infierno e intentar tomar el trono de Dios. Su búsqueda lleva a Dante a lidiar con entidades monstruosas a través de los nueve círculos del infierno para así poder salvar a Beatrice, enfrentando también sus propios pecados y crímenes de guerra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Personajes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Dante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El protagonista principal del juego. Dante es presentado como un caballero de la tercera cruzada quien lleva una banda roja cosida en el pecho que cuenta su vida entera. Esto a diferencia del retrato que hizo Dante de sí mismo en la divina comedia como alguien débil y tímido, temeroso ante los demonios y espíritus malignos, este Dante es un guerrero y hábil en el combate y el uso de magia, además de tener un pasado oscuro. Su armamento consiste en la guadaña que obtuvo de la mísma muerte, y una cruz que recibió como regalo de Beatrice antes de partir a las cruzadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Beatrice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La difunta esposa de Dante. Ella es el motivo por el cual desciende a las profundidades infernales e intenta evitar que Lucifer la utilice como boleto de salida del infierno. Es asesinada antes de la llegada de Dante a Florencia. Parece estar relacionada con Lucifer y Virgilio, pero cuáles son esos vínculos aún no ha sido revelado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Muerte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un Dios de la muerte que aparece ante Dante como La Parca. Es derrotado por Dante, quien toma su guadaña.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Lucifer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal antagonista del juego.Primero se presenta como una sombra oscuro, para después aparecer como el enemigo final de juego de una forma gigantesca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Francesco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En vida un soldado de las cruzadas, hermano de Beatrice y gran amigo de Dante durante las batallas. Beatrice le pidio a Dante que le protegiera, pero Francesco es asesinado, y su alma es transformada en un espíritu demoníaco que clama venganza contra su amigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Virgilio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;El espíritu de un poeta fallecido en épocas pasadas. Actúa como guía para Dante(de forma similar a su rol en el poema), explicándole los detalles sobre los distintos círculos del Infierno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extraído de "Wikipedia"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-4621138949403826164?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/4621138949403826164/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=4621138949403826164' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/4621138949403826164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qy4ZUQ655lE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qy4ZUQ655lE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let the music play while love lies softly bleeding&lt;br /&gt;In heavy hands on shadow lands&lt;br /&gt;As thunderclouds roll in sunset is receding&lt;br /&gt;No summer wine, no Valentine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tiger trapped inside a cage&lt;br /&gt;An actor on an empty stage&lt;br /&gt;Come see the show&lt;br /&gt;Rock ‘n' roll can heal your soul&lt;br /&gt;When broken hearts lose all control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some rivers still run dry and jungles burn to embers&lt;br /&gt;Gold autumn days must fade to grey&lt;br /&gt;There is a reason why a haunted man remembers&lt;br /&gt;One frozen night, his darkest day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tiger trapped inside a cage&lt;br /&gt;An actor on an empty stage&lt;br /&gt;Come see the show&lt;br /&gt;Rock ‘n' roll will heal your soul&lt;br /&gt;When broken hearts lose all control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A passion killed by acid rain&lt;br /&gt;A roller coaster in my brain&lt;br /&gt;But how would you know?&lt;br /&gt;In your satin, silk and lace&lt;br /&gt;Another time, another place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tiger trapped inside a cage&lt;br /&gt;An actor on an empty stage&lt;br /&gt;Come see the show&lt;br /&gt;Rock ‘n' roll will heal your soul&lt;br /&gt;When broken hearts lose all control &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love let loose and painted black&lt;br /&gt;A train stuck on a broken track&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll let it go&lt;br /&gt;Rock ‘n' roll has healed my soul&lt;br /&gt;The stage is set, on with the show&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-6920316383505804895?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/6920316383505804895/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=6920316383505804895' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/6920316383505804895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/6920316383505804895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/03/eirikur-hauksson-valentine-lost.html' title='Eirikur Hauksson - Valentine lost'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-4816013080618128594</id><published>2010-02-23T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T11:15:24.520-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christina Aguilera'/><title type='text'>Christina Aguilera - Fighter</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="200" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mJDDJSXSlCE&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mJDDJSXSlCE&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all you put me through &lt;br /&gt;You'd think I'd despise you &lt;br /&gt;But in the end&lt;br /&gt;I wanna thank you 'cause you made that much stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I thought I knew you, thinkin' that you were true&lt;br /&gt;Guess I, I couldn't trust called your bluff time is up&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've had enough&lt;br /&gt;You were there by my side, always down for the ride&lt;br /&gt;But your joy ride just came down in flames&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your greed sold me out of shame, mhm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of the stealing and cheating you probably think that&lt;br /&gt;I hold resentment for you&lt;br /&gt;But uh uh, oh no, you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do, I wouldn't know&lt;br /&gt;Just how capable I am to pull through&lt;br /&gt;So I wanna say thank you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Makes me that much stronger&lt;br /&gt;Makes me work a little bit harder&lt;br /&gt;Makes me that much wiser&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br /&gt;Made me learn a little bit faster&lt;br /&gt;Made my skin a little bit thicker&lt;br /&gt;Makes me that much smarter&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never, saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;All of, your backstabbing&lt;br /&gt;Just so, you could cash in&lt;br /&gt;On a good thing before I realized your game&lt;br /&gt;I heard, you're going around&lt;br /&gt;Playing, the victim now&lt;br /&gt;But don't, even begin&lt;br /&gt;Feeling I'm the one to blame&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you dug your own grave, uh huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of the fights and the lies&lt;br /&gt;Yes you wanted to harm me but that won't work anymore&lt;br /&gt;Uh, no more, oh no, it's over&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if it wasn't for all of your torture&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know how to be this way now, and never back down&lt;br /&gt;So I wanna say thank you &lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Makes me that much stronger&lt;br /&gt;Makes me work a little bit harder&lt;br /&gt;It makes me that much wiser&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br /&gt;Made me learn a little bit faster&lt;br /&gt;Made my skin a little bit thicker&lt;br /&gt;Makes me that much smarter&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could this man I thought I knew&lt;br /&gt;Turn out to be unjust so cruel&lt;br /&gt;Could only see the good in you&lt;br /&gt;Pretended to not to see the truth&lt;br /&gt;You tried to hide your lies, disguise yourself&lt;br /&gt;Through living in denial&lt;br /&gt;But in the end you'll see&lt;br /&gt;YOU-WON'T-STOP-ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a fighter and I&lt;br /&gt;I ain't goin' stop&lt;br /&gt;There is no turning back&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Makes me that much stronger&lt;br /&gt;Makes me work a little bit harder&lt;br /&gt;It makes me that much wiser&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br /&gt;Made me learn a little bit faster&lt;br /&gt;Made my skin a little bit thicker&lt;br /&gt;Makes me that much smarter&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for making me a fighter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I would forget, but I&lt;br /&gt;I remember&lt;br /&gt;Cause I remember &lt;br /&gt;I remember&lt;br /&gt;......x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-4816013080618128594?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/4816013080618128594/comments/default' 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Me decias: " Recoge tu pesar,no te librarás tan fácil de él, es una carga que sólo tú puedes llevar"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pero allí estabas tú,recogiendo una parte de mí,la parte que más te gustaba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me lo habías dicho tantas veces..."las lágrimas embellecen el rostro de cualquier ángel caído",sólo que a mí me habían herido las alas y sin ellas ya no podría volver a&amp;nbsp; ser la misma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Escrito por Góticaoscura® &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-7608191402065016638?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7608191402065016638/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never again will I taste in your passion&lt;br /&gt;this vain call that dies. . .&lt;br /&gt;Never across sacrifice will I lose my dark guide. . . &lt;br /&gt;Dazed in my dark and ephemeral wail that rapes a cool light, &lt;br /&gt;in a corpse-like, haunted, nightmare I die. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never in life&lt;br /&gt;After tonight&lt;br /&gt;Through my sighs&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you change&lt;br /&gt;I will lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always arisin’ over moulderin’, enlightened swear, &lt;br /&gt;never a light can die, Dark Lantern, darklin’ in light. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wavin’ this shine, overwhelmed by this whirl, &lt;br /&gt;and you engravin’ my gaze heavenwards in your face, &lt;br /&gt;are greedy of grace and lust. &lt;br /&gt;Graspin’ your heart, &lt;br /&gt;you mourn through risin’ of holy embraces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groanin’ through this tearflow, I feel It’s getting dark. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always arisin’ over moulderin’, enlightened swear, &lt;br /&gt;maybe this light, Blind Lantern, in the Silence, is blindin’ my mind. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always arisin’ over moulderin’, enlightened swear, &lt;br /&gt;never a light can die, Dark Lantern, darklin’ in light. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always arisin’ over moulderin’, enlightened swear, &lt;br /&gt;never a light can die, Dark Lantern, darklin’ in light. . . &lt;br /&gt;Always arisin’ over moulderin’, enlightened swear, &lt;br /&gt;maybe this Lantern in the Silence, cries. . . . .and lies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-6913473268632044889?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/6913473268632044889/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Negros'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-4589092311877149968</id><published>2010-01-24T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T07:22:54.214-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Escritos'/><title type='text'>Satán</title><content type='html'>Vendo mi alma a Satán.Entrego mi cuerpo a ese ángel caído,el más bello,a ese dios traicionado por la muerte y privado de alabanzas,a ese Príncipe del exilio que vencido siempre se vuelve a levantar más fuerte.&lt;br /&gt;Tú,Satán, que todo lo sabes,rey de cosas subterraneas,tú que has hecho de mí cuanto soy,te entrego mi alma para que hagas de ella cuanto quieras.&lt;br /&gt;LLévame contigo a las tinieblas,hazme partícipe de tu saber y de tu venganza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrito por Góticaoscura®&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-4589092311877149968?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/4589092311877149968/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=4589092311877149968' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/4589092311877149968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;10.000 needles of light&lt;br /&gt;Pin the drugs of last night&lt;br /&gt;Kill the cigarette now sleep&lt;br /&gt;Let the wolves upon the sheep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wings of the world move slow in this hall&lt;br /&gt;And the hunger of hope it starts to starve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God of Chertograd&lt;br /&gt;Lick the sounds that bleed from his mouth&lt;br /&gt;God of Chertograd&lt;br /&gt;Rip the heavens with the horns of the south&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How strong the weakness is&lt;br /&gt;Exhale you fail to resist&lt;br /&gt;Shut the blinds, and rewind&lt;br /&gt;Let the ghost into your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wings of the world move slow in this hall&lt;br /&gt;And the hunger of hope it starts to starve&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-7703415829437761051?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-5491660555118289347</id><published>2010-01-07T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T12:40:46.318-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skizoo'/><title type='text'>Skizoo - Arriésgate</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IWkpO4IsFiM&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IWkpO4IsFiM&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devuélveme los ojos que sin saber&lt;br /&gt;Perdí mirando el firmamento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero aprender a permanecer de pié&lt;br /&gt;Y desterrar esto que siento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es difícil entender la razón&lt;br /&gt;Que nos impulsa siempre a perder el control...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriésgate en nombre de este amor&lt;br /&gt;Volvería a atravesar las puertas del infierno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si me esperases dentro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devuélveme las alas que te presté&lt;br /&gt;Para burlar de nuevo al pensamiento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es difícil entender la razón&lt;br /&gt;Que nos impulsa siempre a perder el control...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriésgate en nombre de este amor&lt;br /&gt;Volvería a atravesar las puertas del infierno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nubes de dolor&lt;br /&gt;Asediándonos...&lt;br /&gt;Nubes que ahora son&lt;br /&gt;Cómplices de éste rencor....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-5491660555118289347?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/5491660555118289347/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=5491660555118289347' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/5491660555118289347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/5491660555118289347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2010/01/skizoo-arriesgate.html' title='Skizoo - Arriésgate'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-4287455295452215466</id><published>2009-12-18T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T11:20:24.214-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deathstars'/><title type='text'>Deathstars - Cyanide</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ly-jMFFjIbM&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ly-jMFFjIbM&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide!) &lt;br /&gt;(Drink the cyanide!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the hand that will blind your eyes and split your spine &lt;br /&gt;This is the blade that'll visit your flesh and release the wine &lt;br /&gt;(Play!) &lt;br /&gt;You play with toys that have triggers &lt;br /&gt;and you hear how the lead moves near &lt;br /&gt;(Play!) &lt;br /&gt;You play with razors and it hurts, it hurts &lt;br /&gt;As you face your fears &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So face the dark and I'll teach you about fire in the blink of an eye &lt;br /&gt;(Now drink the cyanide!) &lt;br /&gt;The worlds collide and you know it's pure filth that I hide &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On these plains there's a burning ruin that must be found &lt;br /&gt;On these plains there's a demon that sleeps, It must be unbound &lt;br /&gt;(Run!) &lt;br /&gt;You run for the borders where epistles burn in the arms of man &lt;br /&gt;(Run!) &lt;br /&gt;You run among bodies and they scream, they scream to bite God's hand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So face the dark and I'll teach you about fire in the blink of an eye &lt;br /&gt;(Now drink the cyanide!) &lt;br /&gt;The worlds collide and you know it's pure filth that I hide &lt;br /&gt;So face the dark and I'll teach you about fire in the blink of an eye &lt;br /&gt;(Now drink the cyanide!) &lt;br /&gt;The worlds collide and you know it's pure filth that I hide &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now drink the cyanide!) &lt;br /&gt;(So face the dark and I'll teach you about fire in the blink of ...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the dark does what the dark does best, It's darkness! &lt;br /&gt;Let the dark do what the dark does best, Let there be darkness! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So face the dark and I'll teach you about fire in the blink of an eye &lt;br /&gt;(Now drink the cyanide!) &lt;br /&gt;The worlds collide and you know it's pure filth that I hide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-4287455295452215466?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/4287455295452215466/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=4287455295452215466' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/4287455295452215466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/4287455295452215466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2009/12/deathstars-cyanide.html' title='Deathstars - Cyanide'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-4995849762495551855</id><published>2009-12-02T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T12:10:38.302-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Escritos'/><title type='text'>Demonios</title><content type='html'>Dicen que los demonios de la noche acuden a las sombras perturbadas por la soledad y la lejanía del cariño. En el cementerio descansan los restos&lt;br /&gt;de las almas atormentadas por la pesadumbre y el desaliento de la noche fria y oscura. Pediré un poco de piedad, lo unico que puedo hacer para alejarme de esos seres que me sigan y me susurran que no tenga piedad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-4995849762495551855?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/4995849762495551855/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=4995849762495551855' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/4995849762495551855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/4995849762495551855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2009/12/demonios.html' title='Demonios'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-6543590854238928067</id><published>2009-11-27T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T08:42:11.688-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E-Nomine'/><title type='text'>E Nomine - Vater Unser</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pt6iHH51cjA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pt6iHH51cjA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vater unser &lt;br /&gt;der Du bist im Himmel &lt;br /&gt;Geheiligt werde Dein Name &lt;br /&gt;Dein Reich komme &lt;br /&gt;Dein Wille geschehe &lt;br /&gt;Wie im Himmel als auch auf Erden &lt;br /&gt;Und vergib uns unsre Schuld &lt;br /&gt;Wir auch wir vergeben unsern Schuldigern&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-6543590854238928067?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/6543590854238928067/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=6543590854238928067' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/6543590854238928067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/6543590854238928067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2009/11/e-nomine-vater-unser.html' title='E Nomine - Vater Unser'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-1479895848696268300</id><published>2009-11-22T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T12:18:54.013-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skizoo'/><title type='text'>Skizoo - Fuera de lugar</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S_SSi7qJHfs&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S_SSi7qJHfs&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deberías saber que no le&lt;br /&gt;pertenezco a nadie, tal vez&lt;br /&gt;porque soy hijo de nunca jamás.&lt;br /&gt;Deberías saber que dudo mucho&lt;br /&gt;que esto cambie, tal vez porque&lt;br /&gt;estoy siempre fuera de lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Se lo que te digo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada me podrá detener,&lt;br /&gt;mientras conmigo tú estés.&lt;br /&gt;Lejano quedará el óxido.&lt;br /&gt;Nada me hará retroceder,&lt;br /&gt;mientras consiga estar de pie&lt;br /&gt;y vuelva de mi propio exilio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deberías buscar en el origen&lt;br /&gt;de este cauce, aquello que&lt;br /&gt;nos impide encajar.&lt;br /&gt;Deberías saber que casi todo&lt;br /&gt;es un fraude, salvo lo que a ti&lt;br /&gt;me consigue acercar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Recoge el testigo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada me podrá detener,&lt;br /&gt;mientras conmigo tú estés.&lt;br /&gt;Lejano quedará el óxido.&lt;br /&gt;Nada me hará retroceder,&lt;br /&gt;mientras consiga estar de pie&lt;br /&gt;y vuelva de mi propio exilio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamento que este sea el final&lt;br /&gt;de nuestra partida. Una ilusión&lt;br /&gt;con carácter de estrella fugaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú, tú, tú... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada me podrá detener,&lt;br /&gt;mientras conmigo tú estés.&lt;br /&gt;Lejano quedará el óxido.&lt;br /&gt;Nada me hará retroceder,&lt;br /&gt;mientras consiga estar de pie&lt;br /&gt;y vuelva de mi propio exilio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-1479895848696268300?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/1479895848696268300/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=1479895848696268300' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/1479895848696268300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/1479895848696268300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2009/11/skizoo-fuera-de-lugar.html' title='Skizoo - Fuera de lugar'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-317053104983371451</id><published>2009-11-14T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T11:56:38.838-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deathstars'/><title type='text'>DEATHSTARS - Death Dies Hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="200" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CWUmw2ITaFA&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CWUmw2ITaFA&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the vultures as they open their eyes&lt;br /&gt;Can you please, please give them something&lt;br /&gt;Play the heavens with the Devil's dice&lt;br /&gt;Can you serve them, feed 'em with your king&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've never seen anything like this before&lt;br /&gt;You will never see a clockwork sunrise no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bring no shelter 'cause I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will deny you&lt;br /&gt;This world belongs to me&lt;br /&gt;You try to fake it&lt;br /&gt;But all wounds are there to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Dies Hard&lt;br /&gt;Watch as the Devil gets sold to me&lt;br /&gt;Death Dies Hard&lt;br /&gt;Enter hell and use the bone of God as key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lotus withers as the insects thrive&lt;br /&gt;Can you please please give them something&lt;br /&gt;The pulse of darkness brings God alive&lt;br /&gt;Can your black crimes be carried on white wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've never felt anything like this before&lt;br /&gt;A sulphur storm brings the victims upon the shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bring no shelter 'cause I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will deny you&lt;br /&gt;This world belongs to me&lt;br /&gt;You try to fake it&lt;br /&gt;But all wounds are there to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Dies Hard&lt;br /&gt;Watch as the Devil gets sold to me&lt;br /&gt;Death Dies Hard&lt;br /&gt;Enter hell and use the bone of God as key&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-317053104983371451?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/317053104983371451/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=317053104983371451' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/317053104983371451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/317053104983371451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2009/11/deathstars-death-dies-hard.html' title='DEATHSTARS - 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The Genetic Opera</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MzgpU25C6fg&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MzgpU25C6fg&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repo! The Genetic Opera es una película musical ópera rock estadounidense dirigida por Darren Lynn&lt;br /&gt;Bousman y escrita por Darren Smith y Terrance Zdunich. Está protagonizada por Alexa Vega (Shilo Wallace), Anthony Stewart Head (Nathan Wallace/Repo Man), Paris Hilton (Amber Sweet), Sarah Brightman (Blind Mag/Mag La Ciega), Paul Sorvino (Rotti Largo), Terrance Zdunich (Graverobber/Ladrón de tumbas), Bill Moseley (Luigi Largo) y Nivek Ogre (Pavi Largo).Contenido [ocultar]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Sinopsis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;En el año 2056 -un futuro no tan lejano- una epidemia de fallos multiorgánicos devasta el planeta. De la tragedia emerge un salvador: GeneCo, una compañía de biotecnología que ofrece transplantes de órganos... a un precio. Aquellos que no cumplan con el pago tendrán que devolver sus órganos. De ello se encargan los Repo Men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En un mundo en que los adictos a la cirugía están enganchados a drogas calmantes y el asesinato está permitido por la ley, Shilo, una joven cuya vida siempre ha estado sobreprotegida por su padre debido a la extraña enfermedad sanguinea que padece, busca una cura para su mal, ansiando vivir fuera de su habitación. Tras ser atraída al mundo del que su padre queria alejarla, dandose cuenta de que no es lo que creia, creyendo que todas su preguntas encontrarán respuesta en el evento más popular de la época: The Genetic Opera/La Opera Genetica&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Info general:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La filmación comenzó en septiembre de 2007 en Canadá. El estreno mundial tuvo lugar en Montreal el 18 de julio de 2008 en el festival de Fantasía. La película fue programada para ser lanzada el 8 de agosto de 2008 en los EE.UU.. Por último, salió en noviembre de 2008 en algunas habitaciones. La película será oficialmente lanzado en DVD y Blu-ray el 20 de enero de 2009. Yoshiki Hayashi, miembro de la japonesa de Visual Kei X Japón producirá la banda sonora compuesta y voz adicional para la película. También es uno de los productores de la película.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Reparto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexa Vega - Shilo Wallace.&lt;br /&gt;Anthony Head - Nathan Wallace/Repo Man.&lt;br /&gt;Paul Sorvino - Rotti Largo.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Brightman - Blind Mag (Mag La Ciega).&lt;br /&gt;Paris Hilton - Amber Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Nivek Ogre - Pavi Largo.&lt;br /&gt;Bill Moseley - Luigi Largo.&lt;br /&gt;Terrance Zdunich - Graverobber (Ladrón de tumbas).&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Power - Marni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Soundtrack:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-. At The Opera Tonight&lt;br /&gt;2-. Crucifixus&lt;br /&gt;3-. Things You See in A Graveyard&lt;br /&gt;4-. Infected&lt;br /&gt;5-. Legal Assassin&lt;br /&gt;6-. Bravi!&lt;br /&gt;7-. 21st Century Cure&lt;br /&gt;8-. Mark It Up&lt;br /&gt;9-. Can't Get It Up If The Girl's Breathing?&lt;br /&gt;10-. Zydrate Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;11-. Thankless Job&lt;br /&gt;12-. Chase the Morning&lt;br /&gt;13-. Night Surgeon&lt;br /&gt;14-. Seventeen&lt;br /&gt;15-. Gold&lt;br /&gt;16-. We Started This Op'ra Shit&lt;br /&gt;17-. Needle Through a Bug&lt;br /&gt;18-. Chromaggia&lt;br /&gt;19-. Let The Monster Rise&lt;br /&gt;20-. I Didn't I'd Love You So Much&lt;br /&gt;21-. Genetic Emancipation&lt;br /&gt;22-. Genetic Repo Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Repo!_The_Genetic_Opera"&gt;Extraído de : http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Repo!_The_Genetic_Opera&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-1285472085389223744?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/1285472085389223744/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=1285472085389223744' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/1285472085389223744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/1285472085389223744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2009/11/repo-genetic-opera-es-una-pelicula.html' title='Repo! 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living room &lt;br /&gt;always feel like this &lt;br /&gt;Silence when I speek to you &lt;br /&gt;Your a thousands miles away &lt;br /&gt;Crying for real but oh yes your worth the prize &lt;br /&gt;Because when the mind gets doubting &lt;br /&gt;I forget about our fights &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrein &lt;br /&gt;Stay forever, it’s never a game &lt;br /&gt;My words have been spoken, &lt;br /&gt;It will come to an end &lt;br /&gt;Stay forever, it’s never a game &lt;br /&gt;My words have been spoken, &lt;br /&gt;It will come to an end &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… 'll ever be &lt;br /&gt;… to my days &lt;br /&gt;… 'll ever be &lt;br /&gt;Crying for real Oh, yes your worth the prize &lt;br /&gt;Because when your mind gets doubting &lt;br /&gt;I forget about our fights &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrein &lt;br /&gt;Stay forever, it’s never a game &lt;br /&gt;My words have been spoken, &lt;br /&gt;It will come to an end &lt;br /&gt;Stay forever, it’s never a game &lt;br /&gt;My words have been spoken, &lt;br /&gt;It will come to an end &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This empty house is not a home &lt;br /&gt;find the will to stand alone &lt;br /&gt;Without your armour &lt;br /&gt;...for turn to stone &lt;br /&gt;find the will to stand alone &lt;br /&gt;And waiting for the day &lt;br /&gt;NO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrein &lt;br /&gt;Stay forever, it’s never a game &lt;br /&gt;Our words have been spoken, it will come to an end &lt;br /&gt;Stay forever, it’s never a game &lt;br /&gt;Our words have been spoken, it will come to an end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-1959232991493221225?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/1959232991493221225/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;Is it you I keep thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;Should I feel like I do?&lt;br /&gt;I've come to know that I miss your love&lt;br /&gt;While I'm not missing you &lt;br /&gt;We run&lt;br /&gt;Til it's gone&lt;br /&gt;Et les fleurs du mal&lt;br /&gt;Won't let you be &lt;br /&gt;You hold the key to an open door&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever be free? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Les fleurs du mal unfold&lt;br /&gt;Comme les fleurs du mal&lt;br /&gt;Dark demons of my soul&lt;br /&gt;Un amour fatal&lt;br /&gt;Been tryin' hard to fight&lt;br /&gt;Comme les fleurs du mal&lt;br /&gt;Les fleurs du mal inside&lt;br /&gt;Un amour fatal &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;In this perfume of pain&lt;br /&gt;To forget when I needed more&lt;br /&gt;Of love's endless refrain &lt;br /&gt;We live&lt;br /&gt;And we pray&lt;br /&gt;Pour les fleurs du mal&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my way &lt;br /&gt;What is done will return again&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever be free? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les fleurs du mal&lt;br /&gt;Comme les fleurs du mal&lt;br /&gt;Un amour fatal&lt;br /&gt;Comme les fleurs du mal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat chorus]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-4971927765228698223?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/4971927765228698223/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=4971927765228698223' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/4971927765228698223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/4971927765228698223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2009/10/sarah-brightman-fleurs-du-mal.html' title='Sarah Brightman - Fleurs du Mal'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-3122796736172895351</id><published>2009-10-10T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T12:03:06.711-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Helloween'/><title type='text'>Helloween - If I Could Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/23Cca-7UX-E&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/23Cca-7UX-E&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fear, no pain&lt;br /&gt;Nobody left to blame&lt;br /&gt;I'll try alone&lt;br /&gt;Make destiny my own&lt;br /&gt;I learn to free my mind&lt;br /&gt;Myself I now must find&lt;br /&gt;Once more&lt;br /&gt;Once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could fly&lt;br /&gt;Like the king of the sky&lt;br /&gt;Could not tumble nor fall&lt;br /&gt;I would picture it all&lt;br /&gt;If I could fly&lt;br /&gt;See the world through my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Would not stumble nor fail&lt;br /&gt;To the heavens I sail&lt;br /&gt;If I could fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am&lt;br /&gt;In solitude I stand&lt;br /&gt;I've got dreams inside&lt;br /&gt;I need to realize&lt;br /&gt;My faith has grown&lt;br /&gt;No fear of the unknown&lt;br /&gt;No more&lt;br /&gt;No more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could fly&lt;br /&gt;Like the king of the sky&lt;br /&gt;Could not tumble nor fall&lt;br /&gt;I would picture it all&lt;br /&gt;If I could fly&lt;br /&gt;See the world through my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Would not stumble nor fail&lt;br /&gt;I could ravage my jail&lt;br /&gt;If I could fly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-3122796736172895351?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/3122796736172895351/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-5407463001205959416</id><published>2009-10-10T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:53:51.932-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Helloween'/><title type='text'>Helloween - I Can</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c1KfDkPmB-8&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c1KfDkPmB-8&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I take you higher&lt;br /&gt;Feed well your desire&lt;br /&gt;We wont be forgotten&lt;br /&gt;Foes left slain and rotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have my way&lt;br /&gt;As once before&lt;br /&gt;Others stand in awe&lt;br /&gt;Cant scorn at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can, I can, I can&lt;br /&gt;Make it all again&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna lose&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna get drowned&lt;br /&gt;I can, I can I can&lt;br /&gt;Heed the call again&lt;br /&gt;Fulfill my dreams until Im cured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some will leave here shattred&lt;br /&gt;Wish us tarred and feathered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me anyone who doubts our ways&lt;br /&gt;I will laught out loud and I will say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can, I can, I can&lt;br /&gt;Make it all again&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna lose&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna get drowned&lt;br /&gt;I can, I can I can&lt;br /&gt;Make the call again&lt;br /&gt;Can attain evrything to leave you sure&lt;br /&gt;I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can, I can, I can&lt;br /&gt;Make it all again&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna lose&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna get drowned&lt;br /&gt;I can, I can I can&lt;br /&gt;Heed the call again&lt;br /&gt;Fulfill my dreams until Im cured&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-5407463001205959416?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/5407463001205959416/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=5407463001205959416' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/5407463001205959416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/98slWr22fas&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/98slWr22fas&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you breathe so far from me &lt;br /&gt;I feel your touch so close and real &lt;br /&gt;And I know &lt;br /&gt;My church is not of silver and gold, &lt;br /&gt;It's glory lies beyond judgement of souls &lt;br /&gt;The commandments are of consolation and warmth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know our sacred dream won't fail &lt;br /&gt;The sanctuary tender and so frail &lt;br /&gt;The sacrament of love &lt;br /&gt;The sacrament of warmth is true &lt;br /&gt;The sacrament is you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you weep so far from me &lt;br /&gt;I taste your tears like you're next to me &lt;br /&gt;And I know &lt;br /&gt;That my weak prayers are not enough to heal &lt;br /&gt;All the ancient wounds so deep and so dear &lt;br /&gt;The revelation is of hatred and fear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know our sacred dream won't fail &lt;br /&gt;The sanctuary tender and so frail &lt;br /&gt;The sacrament of love &lt;br /&gt;The sacrament of warmth is true &lt;br /&gt;The sacrament is you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sacrament is you &lt;br /&gt;The sacrament is you &lt;br /&gt;The sacrament is you &lt;br /&gt;The sacrament is you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know our sacred dream won't fail &lt;br /&gt;The sanctury tender and so frail &lt;br /&gt;The sacrament of love &lt;br /&gt;The sacrament of warmth is true &lt;br /&gt;The sacrament is you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know our sacred dream won't fail &lt;br /&gt;The sanctury tender and so frail &lt;br /&gt;The sacrament of love &lt;br /&gt;The sacrament of warmth is true &lt;br /&gt;The sacrament is you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-2128577481851214196?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/2128577481851214196/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=2128577481851214196' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/2128577481851214196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/2128577481851214196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2009/10/him-sacrament.html' title='HIM - The Sacrament'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-3452158518898300913</id><published>2009-09-27T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T11:17:21.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Escritos'/><title type='text'>La caída - Góticaoscura®</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, &amp;quot;Helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Teníamos tiempo de coger todo y arrojarlo por la borda, como si se tratase de trastos inútiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Nada nos importaba, todos nos daba igual. Estabamos juntos en aquella emboscada, ¡por fin, algo en común!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Quizá arriesgábamos mucho, demasiado, pero no estábamos preparados para continuar el largo viaje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Era mejor decir adios, aunque la vida se nos fuera en ello y aquella despedida nos dolería por años, lo sabíamos, pero era la mejor decisión que podiamos tomar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Nuestras vidas se habían convertido en laberintos de palabras, en un ir de venir de diálogos sin contenido,palabras vacías de significado que emprobecían nuestras almas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;En el camino que lleva a la perdición, nosotros habíamos caído en el abismo de la incertidumbre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Escrito por Góticaoscura®&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-3452158518898300913?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/3452158518898300913/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=3452158518898300913' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/3452158518898300913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/3452158518898300913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2009/09/la-caida-goticaoscura.html' title='La caída - Góticaoscura®'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-8088436152436881042</id><published>2009-09-27T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T11:55:43.375-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caravaggio'/><title type='text'>Caravaggio - Judith y Holofernes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/Sr9j7A8AC5I/AAAAAAAAA9c/0pBE26CQ9O0/s1600-h/Caravaggio+-+Judith+y+Holofernes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/Sr9j7A8AC5I/AAAAAAAAA9c/0pBE26CQ9O0/s320/Caravaggio+-+Judith+y+Holofernes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Judit era una mujer viuda muy bella que se quitó el luto y se vistió de fiesta para seducir al enemigo y salvar a su pueblo del asirio Holofernes, quien buscaba con las armas convertirlos al culto de Nabucodonosor. Tras el crimen sangriento de Judit, los soldados enemigos huyeron presos de pánico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El episodio de Judit y Holofernes ha sido representado por muchos artistas. La mayoría de éstos han representado a Judit después del suceso, con la cabeza de Holofernes en la mano. Caravaggio, sin embargo, muestra el instante preciso de la decapitación: la víctima vive todavía con la cabeza separada a medias del cuerpo. Los ojos no están en blanco, sino que expresan el terror de la muerte. Un grito escapa de la boca abierta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Texto extraído de:&lt;a href="http://redescolar.ilce.edu.mx/redescolar/proyectos/acercarte/cuadros_cuentan/cuentan1/cuentan01.htm"&gt;http://redescolar.ilce.edu.mx/redescolar/proyectos/acercarte/cuadros_cuentan/cuentan1/cuentan01.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-8088436152436881042?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/8088436152436881042/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=8088436152436881042' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/8088436152436881042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/8088436152436881042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2009/09/caravaggio-judith-y-holofernes.html' title='Caravaggio - Judith y Holofernes'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/Sr9j7A8AC5I/AAAAAAAAA9c/0pBE26CQ9O0/s72-c/Caravaggio+-+Judith+y+Holofernes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-8653925730313274191</id><published>2009-09-19T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T11:55:20.595-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Covenant'/><title type='text'>Covenant - Call the ships to port</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="200" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aZORv63gHNQ&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aZORv63gHNQ&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a billion words ago&lt;br /&gt;the sailors disappeared&lt;br /&gt;a story for the children&lt;br /&gt;to rock them back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a million burning books &lt;br /&gt;like torches in our hands&lt;br /&gt;a fabric of ideals&lt;br /&gt;to decorate our homes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a thousand generations &lt;br /&gt;the soil on which we walk &lt;br /&gt;a mountain of mistakes&lt;br /&gt;for us to climb for pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a hundred clocks are ticking&lt;br /&gt;the line becomes a circle&lt;br /&gt;spin the wheel of fortune&lt;br /&gt;or learn to navigate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2x&lt;br /&gt;a choir full of longing&lt;br /&gt;will call our ships to port&lt;br /&gt;the countless lonely voices&lt;br /&gt;like whispers in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a second of reflection can&lt;br /&gt;take you to the moon&lt;br /&gt;the slightest hesitation can&lt;br /&gt;bring you down in flames&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a single spark of passion&lt;br /&gt;can change a man forever&lt;br /&gt;a moment in a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;is all it takes to break him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a fraction of a heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;made us what we are&lt;br /&gt;a brother and a sister&lt;br /&gt;for better or for worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a billion words ago&lt;br /&gt;they sang a song of leaving&lt;br /&gt;an echo from the chorus&lt;br /&gt;will call them back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2x&lt;br /&gt;a choir full of longing&lt;br /&gt;will call our ships to port&lt;br /&gt;the countless lonely voices&lt;br /&gt;like whispers in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3x&lt;br /&gt;tonight we light the fires&lt;br /&gt;we call our ships to port&lt;br /&gt;tonight we walk on water &lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow we'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight&lt;br /&gt;tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-8653925730313274191?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/8653925730313274191/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=8653925730313274191' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/8653925730313274191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/8653925730313274191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2009/09/covenant-call-ships-to-port.html' title='Covenant - Call the ships to port'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-9013674592380329188</id><published>2009-09-13T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T09:53:54.851-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decoración'/><title type='text'>Dormitorios góticos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/Sq0jO_2AguI/AAAAAAAAA9M/j339vKnLVfI/s1600-h/dormitorio-gotico-oscuro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/Sq0jO_2AguI/AAAAAAAAA9M/j339vKnLVfI/s320/dormitorio-gotico-oscuro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Navegando por la red me he encontrado esta entrada. La verdad es que la idea es una pasada. Si quereís ver más, no dejeís de visitar el siguiente enlace:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dormitorios.blogspot.com/2009/09/dormitorio-gotico-negro-recamara-gotica.html"&gt;http://dormitorios.blogspot.com/2009/09/dormitorio-gotico-negro-recamara-gotica.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-9013674592380329188?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/9013674592380329188/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=9013674592380329188' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/9013674592380329188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/9013674592380329188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2009/09/dormitorios-goticos.html' title='Dormitorios góticos'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/Sq0jO_2AguI/AAAAAAAAA9M/j339vKnLVfI/s72-c/dormitorio-gotico-oscuro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-7683085691263979740</id><published>2009-09-11T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T08:34:33.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dominique Appia'/><title type='text'>Dominique Appia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/SqptSAQ9LHI/AAAAAAAAA9E/3_Pj1594_PY/s1600-h/memoiresmalldominiqueappia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/SqptSAQ9LHI/AAAAAAAAA9E/3_Pj1594_PY/s320/memoiresmalldominiqueappia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominique Appia es un pintor suizo que vive y trabaja en la ciudad de Ginebra. Sus pinturas de ensueño se confunden a menudo la obra de Salvador Dalí. Es quizás más conocido por su obra Entre les Trous de la Mémoire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.appia-d.ch/"&gt;http://www.appia-d.ch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-7683085691263979740?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/7683085691263979740/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=7683085691263979740' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7683085691263979740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/7683085691263979740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2009/09/dominique-appia.html' title='Dominique Appia'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/SqptSAQ9LHI/AAAAAAAAA9E/3_Pj1594_PY/s72-c/memoiresmalldominiqueappia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7973072984711692055.post-6187343213498933319</id><published>2009-09-09T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T01:39:13.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julian Beever'/><title type='text'>Julian Beever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/SqdpGdStjbI/AAAAAAAAA88/muxtPvUiTqo/s1600-h/julian-beever-chalk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/SqdpGdStjbI/AAAAAAAAA88/muxtPvUiTqo/s320/julian-beever-chalk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Julian Beever es un artista británico que se dedica a dibujar con tiza. Ha creado dibujos de tiza en 3D en el pavimento utilizando un método llamado anamorfosis que crea una ilusión óptica. Sus dibujos en las calles desafían las leyes de la perspectiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aparte del arte en tres dimensiones, Beaver pinta murales y réplicas del trabajo de grandes maestros del arte. Usualmente lo contratan para crear murales para compañías. Asimismo se dedica a la publicidad y el marketing. Ha trabajado en el Reino Unido, Bélgica, Francia, Holanda, Alemania, los Estados Unidos, Australia, México y España.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde el 2004 una cadena de correo con algunas de las obras de Beever ha estado circulando por Internet. El juego visual que proponen las imágenes ha sido confundido por muchas personas como producto de una edición fotográfica.&lt;br /&gt;Os dejo su página oficial: &lt;a href="http://users.skynet.be/J.Beever/"&gt;&amp;nbsp;http://users.skynet.be/J.Beever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Información extraída de : Wikipedia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7973072984711692055-6187343213498933319?l=lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/feeds/6187343213498933319/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7973072984711692055&amp;postID=6187343213498933319' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/6187343213498933319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7973072984711692055/posts/default/6187343213498933319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lapuertaoscuradelabismo.blogspot.com/2009/09/julian-beever.html' title='Julian Beever'/><author><name>Góticaoscura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14130983914906001114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/S_BFla8WBkI/AAAAAAAABeA/VBMYzPla64A/S220/DSC_0188.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0wpNTS7s0TU/SqdpGdStjbI/AAAAAAAAA88/muxtPvUiTqo/s72-c/julian-beever-chalk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
