Allpowerful

Why would a god like you need a miracle
a human like this who can't even offer a miracle
who is born and dies, disappears piece by piece
One of its kind, at least for a moment
but in the everlasting circle of life it probably isn't possible
So why do you need me, when you have no boundaries or ends
and you don't even know imperfection
other than through me
Why do you need weakness

Why would you need a savior
when you're allpowerful yourself
and don't look too vulnerable, not even up close
All I can do is fall and break
maybe take you with me as well
Why do you still call me, when you could survive without
and you don't need me to fortify your strength
you already have it all
Do you just want to offer me pity

Admiring from afar suits me well, thank you very much
so let me continue
Don't make me admit that you're not strong after all
and that even I could save you from destruction

Let the illusion live

Translated by Sith Fisto.

The Beauty of Life

Pointing this gun to my head
I ask you politely to tell me something nice
to give a reason to continue
this circle of death you call life
I ask you to tell me
what makes you want this
and why should I yearn it too
Why should I be afraid of the option

Do you think I'm joking
I'm asking nicely, now explain
I need to understand, even if I'll pull the trigger anyway
So many choose to live
but cold steel against my skin,
I can already see the light, out of this world
Why should I crave suffering,
just tell me one reason

Show me what's beautiful here
because I can't see it
Show me a good person if you can
because I don't know any
Explain the beauty of life
because I can't grasp it

Pointing this gun to my head,
I'm begging you

Perfectionism

Perfectionism
I know what it can do
how ruthlessness eats you from the inside
burrowing deeper, it clings on
and becomes a part of your primal character, your persona
You can't root it
because there's too many metastases
And it's very happy within me
and doesn't bow to anything
but I succumb to it
I am it's servant
without any greater meaning

Perfectionism, an enemy of the soul if anything
I know it inside out but can't control it
and even though I see its tricks and know its lies
I'm always an easy target
for you can't become immune to perfectionism
if you get captured by it once
And in the end you don't know whether you want to get rid of it or not
pr is it a gift after all
that you should use the best way you can

I also know it leads to destruction
even when I don't want to believe it
and even when I think my strength will stretch just a little further
After all, my achievements are higher than my losses
Perhaps I will die to this, I can't know for sure
we will know it eventually, time will tell
I am without will, I am weak
and I don't want to try and survive without my determined master

Translated by Sith Fisto.

Music

Does thinking make it better
restless and unable to sleep
when thoughts are all I have
left of love and sanity
and I cannot let them go
But will I heal like this,
bittersweet music playing in my head
I don't need a replay,
I need you and something new
to get rid of this

Thoughts can't change anything
and I won't even learn from them
when there's nothing to repair
So is it any use to keep wondering
and weighing my deeds
Past and the future, all tied together
When will this painful record stop
and start a new song,
fresh and faster
so that I'll feel alive again

Does thinking make it better
when I know already exactly
what I shouldn't have done
Knowledge doubles the pain,
as the wise men say
Still I keep listening to this old song
even though I know it inside out
It's stuck on reset
and I'm stuck as well,
unable to stop

It may seem like an obsession
but I'm just hopeless

I was watching "Hello Baby" and they showed a tiny part of SHINee's performance. I had to go to listen to that song and guess what, got inspired.n An awesome song. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XoSIIhM0NBs

Subjective

What I believe in is my subjective truth
may it not be true or not
but it's all there's left when I'm alone,
alone to play with my head
and try to keep in under control
My own thoughts are all I can rely on
when everyone else just lies
At least I know if I'm honest

Subjective can become objective
when you repeat it long enough
It grows bigger than just a belief,
it is eventually real
And it's all I've got when I'm alone
for there's nothing else to keep my state of mind calm
Keep it steady and sane
Everyone lies
to misslead fools and trick the others

This may have a name: cynicism
but I don't care for I know
my own thoughts are the ones that affect me the most
and only I cannot leave my side
nor break the vows
I'll be all there's left when I'm alone
and then it's the subjective that defines the world

Suffering

Suffering is a part of life
because without it you can't know anything about satisfaction
and easy wouldn't feel like anything
But why must it be so tough then
why does it feel impossible to carry on
when everything falls apart in front of your eyes
if it only helps you see
wow well things really are
Why can't you embrace the pain and feel it your own
Why does it kill
sometimes even through your own hand

Anguish teaches us to avoid it
and to see everything more clearly
even if there was no light
And I can't deny that naive people infuriate me
but only because I envy them
for wisdom truly doesn't come for free
you have to redeem it
and I'd rather know less
if it would bring relief to my pains

Why can't you assimilate pain
as a natural part of life and death
instead you push it away
even when you can't run from it
Why can't you just accept it
when there's clearly no avoiding it
If it truly is a part of everything
Why does it kill
slowly and so surely

Translated by Sith Fisto.

Time And Change

They wouldn't recognize this face anymore
those who thought everything that show on the outside
is all that there is
the whole truth
Those who thought I was honest
without any lowly lies or deceit
Oh, how would they be surprised
if they only bothered to look

Time does its duty
though surely I haven't changed a bit
I'm just different than I used to be
Does it matter how it happens, the result seems to be what's most important

They wouldn't recognize their old friend anymore
a friend they left behind
a friend who stand on her own two feet despite of them
and learned that she was more complete without
I didn't trick them, they just didn't ask
and why tell something that others don't want to hear
Oh, how they mock me now
when they have lost everything
If only life was a competition

New environment, new part
and you don't recognize a person to what they used to be
I don't think I've changed, time has just past
and everything around me has shifted

How we got here
is their merit and fault
but I don't wish that things had gone differently
because only now I know how unsatisfying everything used to be

Translated by Sith Fisto.

The Reality

Is this the reality you wanted
I got lost intentionally to show you,
how my beloveds would come for my rescue
But in the real world no one does,
not even when you scream on top of your lungs
until they give out and you're left silent
and helpless, you're now alone
Make your own way
of out the misery
But what if you can't make it?
You're on your own

Is this the reality you wanted
I'm lost and distracted
There is no path, there is no sign
and all I wanted to do was to prove
what all the people I love would do for me
how they would hurry to save me
But when presence fades and time passes by
it's easy to forget the names you knew
and let them go, let them disappear
There is no words to make them come back to you
when they've grown over you
What if you need them?
They won't care

Is this the reality you wanted
I don't know where to go, how to carry on
and I honestly thought they would come after me
just to know I'm alright
But where are they now when I need them
where have they gone when they're not here
And I scream and I shout so that they could hear me
even if it's in vain
But when they refuse to listen, there's no way to force them
What if I was wrong?
I deserve to be called a fool

This is the real life in the real world, darlings
and let me tell you, this isn't a nice place

Love song

This love is going to be the end of me
if you turn it down with ease
if you don't return my feelings
I love you, I only love you
You're not my sun but my everything
and your every smile means so much
but do you smile for me, only me?
I want you to tell me you love me too

Seems as if I was waiting for you
even if I didn't know it before
I don't believe in destiny
but we were made to be together
If you don't love me, what am I supposed to do

This love will fulfill all my dreams
if you only accept me
Your beauty, it's all I know
and nothing else can touch my heart
I want you, I want you to be mine
And no, I'm not sick from love
if you just save me from the love pain
Of course you don't want me to suffer

Seems as if I was waiting for only you
even if I was oblivious before
I don't believe in guidance
but we must be soulmates
If you don't love me, how am I supposed to live

Girl, you're my body and soul
and only reason for my heart to beat
If perfection existed, it would have your name
Please, make my hopes come true
and I'll love you, see only you

Seems as if I was waiting for you
even if I wasn't looking to find you
If life is a path, it took me to you
I love you, only you
If you don't love me, what am I supposed to do

So, I was asked to write a sweet love song for a story. And I did as I was told. It was fun, I must admit, to be allowed to write something as sweet (and cliche, yes) as this. Though it was challenging not to make it angsty! Requests like this are surprising but cool (as long as I still have plenty of time to write whatever I want, and I still have).

Too Perfect

Oh my lady!
Too perfect, you must come from insanity
mere god could not make you
You're creation of long sleepless nights
and daydreams gone overboard
I'd need medication to get rid of you
but it would be such a shame, such a pity

Perfection, that's what you are
and feeling attracted to you does not require love
You're like addiction, bliss at first
but disastrous once you're free
I must be wicked and gone far too deep
too be hallucinating like this
But what if you're real

Oh my lady
I'm blindfolded by confusion
kneeling in front of you to beg
I don't know if you're evil or good,
with that appearance it's irrelevant
but I will still worship you
I'm a lunatic, leaping over the edge
to follow you, beautiful mirage

I must be already dying

Too much this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KaWeiV65uGU

Apocalypse

It's not our future that has been chained
but our own minds
and we can't think or see outside the circle
which represents safety and sanity to us
even though we've give those up already
unconsciously
but our shallow selves cannot let those go
for disaster would take place from what we cling on
Apocalypse is what we fear
and try to escape from
but we can't change anything if we don't allow our fears fade
until they're meaningless when it comes to common sense

We should figure out what to do
but as we can't make decision or come up with choices
we cannot be the saviours we would like to be
Routines are easy to hold on to, to rely on
like a friend in need
but don't you think there would be options
outside this patern of cliche
It shouldn't matter what we're afraid of
because our feelings are useless
when it comes to considering what is rational
Let your weak self go and see
how the end of the world won't come
if we don't expect it to arrive

I've been listening to SHINee's Lucifer again and again and again as I've searched through internet for their live shows and this is what came up. They don't sing about saving the world but they do sing about being chained and how the future is chained as well. The dance is related to that, go check it out if you're interested. Probably not and I know, my obsession with Kpop is going a little over the top...

Angel

Angel with black and white feather wings
and he surely knows every trick of seduction
I wasn't a fool but easy to lead
and no matter how wise I was,
I still would have fallen for him
See it for yoursel, can you resist
a creature like that when he calls your name
his lips moving oh so softly
and you can already imagine how gentle they'd feel on yours

Angel with perfect voice
he knows how to use it and how to use it well
It's like a medicine to me
who didn't even know I was sick before him
I didn't realize I needed something
until he became the addiction I yaerned all along
Tried neglecting him, tried turning his offers down
but with his burning hands around me
I cannot fight back falling into daydreams
when I can almost feel his fingers wandering on my skin

Insanity versus sanity
But which can I live without,
perfection or common sense
Do I really have to choose, it's ridiculous
And you see, he might be just taking advantage of me
but I don't care as long as I enjoy it
He's an angel and therefore a saviour
and I have already fallen

It was the first few seconds that did the trick. There's something magical with this song, seriously! Ah, Jonghyun... So hot. Yeah, he's the one with the white coat in the middle. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mefx6LWUEyI&feature=related