~Una Noche Como Las Demas~

James Owen Sullivan



Anoche.. una noche como cualquier otra, estaba alli sentada. Solo estaba escuchando musica. Y lo escuche... escuche ese tema. Solo pude sentir el gran vacio en mi interior, me sacudia, y me estremecia.
Mis mejillas se desgastaban de tantas lagrimas caminar sobre ellas. Solo las deje seguir su curso.
Me dolia, el pecho, se me quebrantaban los lamentos. Solo quise ocultarselo, no quiero que me vea, tape mi rostro con mis manos, solo intente disimularlo momentaneamente.
El me veria de todas formas, llore por el. No te conosi lo suficiente, ni vivi tu muerte. Tampoco te vi en vida, pero lo sabia. Lo hubiese deseado.
Se que eras, fuistes y sigues siendo, un buen hombre.. Eras el mejor baterista que jamas hubiesen mis oidos escuchar. Esos platillos resonar en cada golpe de tus palillos. Eras el mejor. Lo eres. Muchos recordamos tu muerte y deceamos estes mejor. Nos has dejado mas que tus recuerdos. Muchos recordamos tu nombre como el mejor baterista. Muchos nos replicamos gritando al cielo "¿por que el?" .Pero se que tu proposito lo cumpliste y partiste en Paz.
Por siempre en nuestros corazones y nuestra memoria. "The Reverend"

"Nigthmare" Avenged Sevenfold

Now your nightmare comes to life. Dragged you down below, Down to the devils show ,To be his guest forever, Peace of mind is less than never. Hate to twist your mind, But God ain't on your side, An old acquaintance severed, Burn the world your last endeavor .

Flesh is burning, You can smell it in the air, Cause men like you have such an easy soul to steal. So stand in line while they ink numbers in your head ,Your now a slave until the end of time here . Nothing stops the madness turning, haunting, yearning pull the trigger
You should have known , The price of evil ,And it hurts to know that you belong here, It's your fucking nightmare, While your nightmare comes to life
Can't wake up in sweat , Cause it ain't over yet , Still dancing with your demons ,Victim of your own creation
Beyond the will to fight,Where all that's wrong is right ,Where hate don't need a reason ,Loathing self-assassination

You've been lied to ,Just to rape you of your sight ,And now they have the nerve to tell you how to feel . So sedated as they medicate your brain ,And while you slowly go insane they tell ya
"Given with the best intentions, help you with your complications"
You should have known, The price of evil, And it hurts to know that you belong here
No one to call, Everybody to fear, Your tragic fate, Is looking so clear, It's your fucking nightmare
Fight. not to fail , Not to fall, Or you'll end up like the others
Die, die again, Drenched in sin, With no respect for another. Down, feel the fire
Feel the hate, Your pain is what we desire
Lost, hit the wall ,Watch you crawl, Such a replaceable liar
And I know your hear their voices, Calling from above, And I know they may seem real, These signals of love, But our life's made up of choices, Some without appeal, They took for granted your soul, And it's ours now to steal. As your nightmare comes to life

JAMES OWEN SULLIVAN FOREVER & EVER IN OUR HEARTS.. WE MISS YOU.

YOUR FANS