There is no turning back from this unending path of mine
Serpentine and black it stands before my eyes
To hell and back it will lead me once more
It's all I have as i stumble in and out of grace

I walk through the gardens of dying light
And cross all the rivers deep and dark as the night
Searching for a reason why time would've passed us by

With every step I take the less I know myself
Every vow I break on my way towards your heart
Countless times I've prayed for forgiveness
But gods just laugh at my face
And this path remains
Leading me into solitude's arms

I see through the darkness my way back home
The journey seems endless but I'll carry on
The shadows will rise and they will fall
And our night drowns in dawn

Amidst all tears there's a smile
That all angels greet with an envious song
One look into stranger's eyes and i know where i belong

I walk through the gardens
Of dying light
And cross all the rivers
Deep and dark as the night
Searching for a reason
Why time would pass us by

Oh I see through the darkness
My way back home
The journey seems endless
But I’ll carry on
The shadows will rise
And they will fall
And our night drowns in dawn

"The path" - HIM

"Shall I tell you of the night

It was long ago

Late November and the snow

Just about to fall

And the moon was big and bright

Cold and sharp and clear

And the air was biting

Softly, swiftly down the road -

Never made a sound-

Someone came from far away

Someone tall and old

As I looked into his eyes

No reflection came

And I gave him bedding

Oh my little rosary

How I miss you so

Never used you very well

Now I never will

I am farther from you now

Than the two ends of Eternity

Now I do his bidding"

Amber Asylum - "Vampire"

Fernando Pessoa

Tudo o que faço ou medito
Fica sempre na metade.
Querendo, quero o infinito.
Fazendo, nada é verdade.

Que nojo de mim me fica
Ao olhar para o que faço!
Minha alma é lúcida e rica,
E eu sou um mar de sargaço.

Edgar Degas - "A estrela"

três exames numa semana... e para a semana há mais dois... mas a minha vida é só isto?... que degradante!

até tirar a carta é preferível! Pelo menos aprendo algo que me vai ser útil!

estou revoltada... e concordo com o meu querido Antero de Quental "a Universidade só iluminará quando lhe pegarem fogo!"!!! tenho dito...

ai, ai... um exame de numismática logo pela manhã destrói qualquer pessoa...

e amanhã há mais! venham eles!