Blog de Dream-X-Theater

Clémence
17 ans

Get ready for the lady,
She's gonna be a treat.
Simmer slightly 'til ready,
Make her soft too, make her sweet.
I kiss the tears off from your chest,
I felt the poison fright
That's in your breath
I knew your precious life
And I know your death.
I squeeze the love out of your soul,
All the perfect love
That's in your soul,
You're just another spirit on parole.
Devil's Food.....


Leaving lepidoptera...Please, don't touch the display, little boy, aha cute! Moving to the next aisle we have arachnida, the spiders, our...finest collection. This friendly little devil is the heptothilidi, unfortunately harmless. Next to him, the nasty licosa raptoria, his tiny fangs cause creeping ulcerations of the skin (laugh). And here, my prize, the Black Widow. Isn't she lovely?...And so deadly. Her kiss is fifteen times as poisonous as that of the rattlesnake. You see her venom is highly neurotoxic, which is to say that it attacks the central nervous system causing intense pain, profuse sweating, difficulty in breathing, loss of consciousness, violent convulsions and, finally...Death. You know what I think I love the most about her is her inborn need to dominate, possess. In fact, immediately after the consummation of her marriage to the smaller and weaker male of the species she kills and eats him...(laugh) oh, she is delicious...And I hope he was! Such power and dignity ...unhampered by sentiment. If I may put forward a slice of personal philosophy, I feel that man has ruled this world as a stumbling dimented child-king long enough! And as his empire crumbles, my precious Black Widow shall rise as his most fitting successor!

What's happened? You are afraid? Oh... It's delicious...

My name is Angeline. You don't need of to know more about me...

YOU !!!!!!!!!! I HATE YOU !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Une question bien posée:
'Le silence est-il comme une fièvre?'
'Une voix jamais entendue?'
'Ou un message sans récepteur?'

Ce soir, je suis éveillée. Quand il y a une raison, quand il n'y a pas de réponse, l'Homme Silencieux arrive. S'il y a un équilibre, ce soir il est éveillé. S'ils doivent souffrir, l'Homme Silencieux est étendu. Un péché sans trompeurs, un Dieu sans croyants... Je pourrais naviguer au loin sur les Vents du Silence, et peut-être qu'ils ne le remarqueront pas. Mais cette fois-ci, je pense que ce serait mieux si je nageais.

This world is spinning around me
This world is spinning without me
Every day sends future to past
Every breath leaves one less to my last.

Dust fills my eyes
Clouds roll by and I roll with them
Centuries cry
Orders fly and I fall again

PULL ME UNDER ! PULL ME UNDER, I'M NOT AFRAID !!!!!!

All that I feel is honor and spite
All I can do is to set it right...