3/27/2005
throw yourself out of your shell and see for yourself that the world is even closer than you think, because there are zillions of shells out there and if you don't mark your way really hard, you'll be running out of space real soon real soon |
3/24/2005
Did you see the empty cross? Where did the man go? Did you see him walk away? He's been dead for three days, and there's no way he could possibly went down the wooden cross unless someone let him free. Did you? [happy easter] |
3/23/2005
It's not the community or the conspiracy.It's not the popularity or the beauty.It's not even the casualty or the catastrophy.It's always the same smirking ugly face,that every now and then consumes the spaceinside your brain,and collapse your days to agony....It's the devil within,yes indeed,so help you Lord,it's the devil within.
3/19/2005
It's almost one a.m.and i'm driving solo,measuring the darksteady in fifty kilos...steady in fifty kilos.The distance grew short,my cigarette went dead,and the streets calmly ended.It's somewhere one a.m.and i'm sleeping solo,realizing your beautiful disarraywhile we are 3 songs away...3 songs away.[made after a lonely drive around aftermidnight]
3/17/2005
MEMO
[song & lyric by deanbenitez]
Tiada kata terucap tatkala hati ungkap segala rasa
membawa kita berdua kepada penghujung duka.
Mungkinkah seharusnya cerita kita akan berbeda jua
'pabila kita berdua mampu lewati semua cobaan itu?
Biar Sang Waktu mengungkapkan
apa yang semestinya jadi yang terbaik bagi kita.
Jangan pernah sesali yang t'lah terjadi antara dua jiwa
biarlah sisa kenangan tersimpan di sudut ruang hatimu.
Semoga pada lain jumpa
kita 'kan mampu memadamkan luka masa lalu kita.
(dedicated to every past stories which had inspired my music 'till now)