The Thin Red Line

Tomorrow is no friend of mine
And yesterday seems so far
There is no logic, only chaos
While standing in the thin red line

No, tomorrow is no friend of mine
While trying to justify a wicked past
Trapped inside broken memories
Trying to cross the dividing line

Great is the pain in my heart
Empty are the pictures in my mind
Reaped apart by the shadow of a lie
While trying to break through the dividing line

Every memory is a lie
Yesterday seems at an earthly distance
And tomorrow is no friend of mine
Standing in the dividing line
Standing in the thin red line

Nailo Gottblut
07/02/11

Diabolis Interium

Evil is inside me
And it is burning deep

Maybe I’ve been blessed
Maybe I’ve been cursed
With this love for wrong
Diabolis Interium

Evil is inside
Its dark flame I bare in my heart
With its power I will rule the land
With its power empires will fall

Evil is inside
Its flame burns deep
Its power is growing inside of me
Diabolis interium

Now hell rises up
Down from the abyss
I feel this evil braking through my skin
It has awaken from his eonic sleep

Inside the black fire burns
Giver of shadowless light
Owner of the all Seeing Eye
Diabolis interium

Maybe I’ve been cursed
Maybe I’ve been blessed
With this love for chaos
Diabolis Interium!

Nailo Gottblut

¿Que Haces Tu? ¿Que hago yo?

Miento, engaño y defraudo
Hago "lo que quiero"
"Cuando quiero"
"Como quiero"

Me quejo, propongo y después me aburro
Soy muy viejo para esto
Por eso digo que no digo nada
Que mejor me quedo quieto y tal vez no me vean

Miento, robo y asesino
Mato personas, almas y personalidades
Robo cosas preciosas que no se ven
Pero cuando se van dejan un gran vació

La verdad no se si soy, o solo me hago
No voy, pero ya vengo de regreso
Digo mentiras de verdades bien conocidas
Escribo basura que es oro para el alquimista

Miento, "tomo prestado" y secuestro
Secuestro miradas, suspiros, frases y palabras
Hago todo esto y ni siquiera me muevo
Y para que me muevo si solo necesito aprender mas calificativos

Nací, crecí y todavía no me reproduzco
Así vivo mas tranquilo, sin hijos
Así duermo mas relajado, sin alguien que este chingando
Así me educaron, así que no me preocupo

Nailo Gottblut
29/01/11

Este texto  lo inspiro Odeen Rocha... Gracias por tu pregunta

Aeon

It all starts with a sacrifice
This is the end of this aeon
This is the day, my day of wrath
This painful aeon


This is the end of times
This end has been foretold
Unleashing hell upon my world
All hope is gone


Yes, time has ran out
The future is fading fast
My world is full of hate
And yet, there is love inside of me


It all starts with a sacrifice
A new beginning has been foretold
Before all hope is gone
At the end of this aeon


Once it all comes to pass
So we can live the love inside
At the end of the aeon
This lonely aeon


It all starts with a sacrifice
The beginning of a new aeon
Renewing all hope
Renewing all love


We reach now the new aeon
An aeon of love
An aeon of joy
We reach now a new aeon


We face a new world
The birth of new hope
With the joy of waking up by your side
We have reached a new aeon


This is our time now
We are free now
This is our life
This is our aeon


Nailo Gottblut
26/12/10

Hail The New Year 2011

El 2011 empieza bien, seguira bien?

Es pregunta siempre esta latente, es la pregunta que todos nos hacemos a cada momento que la marea esta tranquila. No creo que nadie tenga la respuesta certera a esa pregunta.

2011 llega con nuevas espectativas, con brios para retomar planes, proyectos, ideas, sentimientos. Para este año se espera nuevamente sobrepasar el numero de post del año anterior, espero alcanzar esta meta con una mezcla de pesar y alegria, espero poder poner mas alegrias que pesares, 2010 lleno de tristeza mi escritura, asi que teniendo en cuente que 2011 comienza con una "Dulce Mentira", esperamos que las bondades de su cintura llenen de deseo, pasion y amor las entradas de "Gottblut".

Se acabo un 2010 con gratas sorpresas, empieza un 2011 con buenos momentos que se convertiran en hermosos rercuerdos, este año que termino tuve uno de los mejores cumpleaños en mi vida, si no es que el mejor, tambien espero poder superarlo en 2011. Este año retomare mi coautoria con Zeruel y esperemos podamos publicarlo este mismo año y si no, pues para 2012 antes de que nos carge la chingada a todos.

En estos dias he estado considerando retomar "donde Caminar Era La unica Solucion" si, se que habia dicho que lo haria en 2010 y despues dije que mejor no, pero la vida da demaciadas vueltas y con un cambio de nombre y algunos ajustes creo que se combertira en una buena obra. El nuevo titulo tentativo es "Cuando Caminar...", tendra un inicio diferente, mantendra la escencia de la locura, el personaje de Mariana en su escencia se mantendra, pero probablemente cambie de nonbre, cual? No lo se todavia. Angela, Nailo y los legionarios se mantendran sin cambios significativos, pero el numero de legionarios cambiara, ahora se quien esta y quien no, quienes son los cercanos a mi y a mi otredad en este libro.

Las situaciones por las cuales cada personaje se conoce y la manera en la que se suceden cambiara drasticamente, deseo darle un toque mas "adulto contemporaneo" (entiendase, mas serio, pff), quiero reflejar mi vida ahora, mi actualidad, mi presente, no la vida de un joven de 15 años que comenzo a escribir un libro que se volvio demaciado para el, Ya no tengo 15 y ya no pienso igual, tengo 27 y soy muy diferente, soy mas directo, mas cruel, seco, cinico, sarcastico y sobre todo sabio, y no lo digo como si me sintiera Buddha o Mahoma, si no como un hombre que se ha dado cuenta de lo que puede y no puede hacer, que ha aoprendido de bastantes errores y que camina un camino diferente al de hace 12 años.

El ahora tentetivo "Cuando Caminar..." sera mas acerca de ese cambio, de la nueva manera de amor que descubri, el personaje de Angela sera un punto de quiebre para Nailo y para sus amigos, el personaje de Mariana ya no tendra tanta influencia en otros legionarios, pero si cambiara la manera de pensar de nuestro prota.

Por el momento empezare a darle forma a la introduccion y a algunas ideas sueltas, se lo dare a leer a los cercanos y despues de las criticas como el acero al calor de una fragua, moldeare una historia de amor y locura. Mientras todo esto sucede tambien dare forma a muchas ideas para textos que han estado empolvandoce, la inspiracion sera muy necesaria, los amigos, la bebida, las noches sin dormir y unas buenas banqueteras.

Soy o estoy feliz en este 2011? si, puedo decir que si, que mantengo mi calma y un rostro "relajado" y una actitud relajada, si, eso siempre, no soy de los que brincan por todos lados derramando miel, pero lo que siento dentro de mi me trae a los labios una sonrisa estupida, y eso no lo compras con dinero.

Veamos que tanto de lo aqui escrito se puede realizar, veamos como nos trata al 2011, dejemos que las cosas se sucedan y vivamos al maximo disfrutando cada momento.

Nailo Gottblut

Dark Lord of Chaos

05/01/11

Death Blooms

When nature goes crazy
And parents bury their children
And little children are left with out a mother
[In your life] Death Blooms


When loved ones die
And they go to that so called better place
And we have to lower the flags
[In your mind] Death blooms


It blooms inside your dreams
It blows everything away
Leaves you with sorrow and tragedy
Burying all the noise inside


There is no reason for regret
You cannot stop the fall
You cannot control death
[And so on and on] Death Blooms


The way your hands ran through my hair
Old nemories that will never fade
and that april night cold as december
[In my soul] Death Blooms


There's darkness at the beggining.
There's darkness at the end.
The light was given by your life.
[Light will take it away] Death Blooms.


Everything ends, we all fade
We are left behind, loved ones died
We all will end up alone
[You can't stop it] Death Blooms


Nailo Gottblut
28/12/2010

The End Of A Year

I wrote something relaxed and calm for the last post of this year, but honestly... It was whole lot of crap! I just realized that even though it was not such a bad year, I FUCKING HATE IT! or at least the end of it... I tried to remain calm but guess what I just bloody fucking can't.

I can seem to understand why I am so angry, but this feeling is killing me, so I decided to let my mouth go off on this new post.

This year was full of love, hate, pain, sorrow, madness, chaos, accidents, injuries, life and death, and I can't seem to be able to react properly to all that shit, I'm not good with people, I have a Social disability, I just can't stand fucking stupidity, I can't stand lies, hypocrisy, ignorance, and most of all I CAN'T STAND TO FEEL LIKE THIS!!! This feeling of falling is just to much for a man like me, this feeling is driving me crazy, crazy I tell you, and there is no answers, I have to take this on faith, FUCK, this is not working no more, there is questions everywhere but ther is no answers, The end of the year is always the same, lot of questions, not a single answer, and the silence is what kills me, and even though I have found good persons that will always lend an ear to hear my stupid paranoia, I can't seem to be capable to get this stupid ideas from my head...

This year was Mom's 20th death anniversary, I'm a man now and it still feel like if it was yesterday when she was holding me when I cried as a little boy, I miss her like I miss no one, somethimes I had whised that the one that died that day was me, but then I wake up, trapped inside this life, inside this body, this mind, I can't escape this life, this reality... I'm alife, she's not, and everything has gone to hell.

I have realized this year that my for most dreadful fear is falling, and today I feel like I'm almost there, and FUCK, I just don't know, I'm not sure if this is the real thing or I'm just dreaming, just hoping for it to be it, but it gives me the fucking creeps, I'm scared, afraid to fall, and yet something inside me grab me and pulls me under, advices me to fall, tells me everything will be alright, can you feel it?

Damn, years go by and we all get older, we all go down the road, some of us will meet or have met death before others, and Lord it pains me to see my friends die and leave their children.

This year I met some nice people, yet, I can't say I really give a damn about most of them, I really found out that not every human being is worthy of attention, I will not bother with humanity, most of them people are full of shit, they have nothing to offer to a man as crazy, lost and forgotten as me, and them we have those who have brought me beautiful madness, ironic joy, and a couple of smiles, I hate you, not in a bad way, but in a way where I need you to be here to feed this madness, and that needs drives me crazy, and makes me hate you, hate you because I need you.

I can't entirely explain this feeling, I really hope that you do, Beacuse I FUCKING LOVE YOU! I really do, this story is the beggining of something I didn't expected, and must admit I am fascinated, I'm trying to reamin as calm as possible but this fear is not helping, SO my recomendation for this dying year is "Breathe Fucker, Breathe"

This year was once again filled by selfinfilcted madness, and it was not mine, it was brought by a selfish mind, a stupid being that since is unable to be happy by itself, it tries to suck on other peoples lifes, For you I have only one thing to say, well maybe two, first "Fuck You" and second "GET A FUCKING LIFE!"

Now that I have taken that out of my chest we can go on with this text that makes no sence at all, especially now that I have realized that I don't know who I am talking to, I thought I was talking about myself and to myself, but than I realized that I seem to be talking to somebody else, SHIT! I think I'm going crazy. Why am I talking to someone else? the problem is that i think that I think I'm talking to more than one person. Damn it, I'm losing contact with reality, come on focus Nailo, you can do it.

Ok, Fuck it, let's lose control, fuck me and fuck you all, the end of the year is at the turn of the corner and we are still trying to silence our minds, instead we should be willingly vomiting truth to the world... A world that is coming to an end, a world that is dying, and we are still interested in what tha fuck will others think, how they will feel, goddamn it, this year is ending and we still cannot say something as simple as "I love you".

This year will end and I feel something I cannot explain, what is it exactly, not sure, Do I like it? yes I do, thank for helping me feel this.

Ok, I will end this, but let me tell you one more thing, 2010 end on friday, 2011 starts on Saturday and when are you going to end and start something, I already did, and even is is driving me crazy, I really like it and and enjoy every moment of it. Shit I need to stop thinking of it...

Have a good end of the year
Nailo Gottblut
28/12/10

My owner, My queen

Yesterday night when I arrived to the apartment I uploaded to my blog the first text I wrote you.

I haven't publish it yet, I want to let you know that it was there, ready to be published before I actually let the world read it.

No love, you are not indifferent, I know that you are not, I know that you as I am, are into this sweet, beautiful and perfect lie, into this "historia de besos y te quieros".

And no love, you are not just owner of my so called lust, because it is not lust what I feel for you, and you know it, you know that I love you, that I think of you every day, that I feel for you so much more that what I tell, sometimes more than what I show. Oh love, sometimes I'm not good expressing myself when I'm talking about my feelings, but you know that I love you, that I want to be with you, that I try to look for the slightest excuse to be with you.

No love, you don't just own my "lust", you own more than that, and you know it, and in time all of what is your shall be revealed, some of that all you have to do is ask for it and it will be yours.

No, there is no game... games ended, this is the real thing, this is you and me, this is the start of our Eon.

I am yours alone my Queen... 

Nailo Gottblut
19/12/10