sábado, marzo 18, 2006

Leaders of men / Joy Division

Born from some mother's womb,
Just like any other room.
Made a promise for a new life,
Made a victim out of your life
When your time's on the door,
And it drips to the floor,
And you feel you can touch,
All the noise is too much,
And the seeds that are sown,
Are no longer your own.
Just a minor operation,
To force a final ultimatum
Thousand words are spoken loud,
Reach the dumb to fool the crowd.
When you walk down the street,
And the sound's not so sweet,
And you wish you could hide,
Maybe go for a ride,
To some peep show,
Where the future's not made
A nightmare situation,
Infiltrate imagination,
Smacks of past Holy wars,
By the wall with broken laws.
The leaders of men,
Born out of your frustration,
The leaders of men
Just a strange infatuation.
The leaders of men,
Made a promise for a new life
No saviour for our sakes,
To twist the internees of hate,
Self-induced manipulation,
To crush all thoughts of mass salvation

3 comentarios:

solo es no pensar dijo...

la verdad este post me parece muy oportuno a lo que estoy viendo a mi alrededor.

Angela dijo...

hm, ya lei a kerberos.
y gracias por el comentario que dejaste, you freak, sera un jovencito degollado esta vez...
mi provinciana vision de las cosas me impide ver mas alla de esto, sentirse inferior de alguna manera o poder superarlo con terapia y pastillas. vacas conspiradoras, ellas tiene la culpa de todo...

DieGoth dijo...

¿Cuántos bloggers colombianos conocen la existencia de Joy Division?

Hasta ahora creo que dos.