Fascist times

I was born in a dark room, I remember working

I wake up in my "bed" if that what you can call a bed, a corner with some cover sheets I go to my "desk" and turn on my computer

I work for about 18 hour straight, they give me 8 peanuts to eat, cuz that’s all the energy i need

At the end of the day they gave me my pay, the best time of the day, I receive a glass of water and they open my window so I can see the sun for 10 minutes, which make the 18 hours of work worth it.

Atte

Clone created in a fascist company

Flying Newton

4:49

I was just standing there
soaking in my mistakes
u just saw me while staring
"relax dont think too much about it"
what it didnt make sense.

and yeah I totally knew
all the things we ever wanted too
shit I really dont get
yeah I honestly knew
life was passing by us.

lies.

half friends who never change

Im on a road
you are always behind
I wanna lean
get up and fly
never be back.

And in my mind
half friends are breed
we never change
we never flinch.


you´re making more friends
with your roots on your feet
making me bleed
would be easier.

I dont think I´ll meet you
Im chasing your dreams
everybody is out to get me
just for teasing.


And in the fall
half friends come down
we never change
do we?

I wanna live in a deep black hive
where my eyes comes dry from all the cry
we never learn
do we?

so I wanna fall...from here.

oooooohhh yeah

oooouuuuuhh yeah
oooooohhh yeah

c´mon yeah

let us just fall

*smack*

I actually meant it
I wasn't advancing
It was rude and insulting
I'm pleased to admit it.

Your eyes were ferocious
I saw the hand coming
Still I was standing.
That look was atrocious.

I didn't even flinch
Never moved an inch.
Inside I was laughing
I wanted the slapping

DeadCat

Parted

Chilling Memories - Chapter 2

"You shouldn't choose to go back." -That's all my little voice was saying.

Liam keep thinking about that day on Piccadilly Circus, and how it was so familiar

like if it had happened before.

But how could it have happened before? This incredible weird thing. It´s the kind of thing

that only happened once in a lifetime.

"Who was the girl? Who was watching me?" -That's all that Liam Could think about.

Over the next weeks, he found himself lost in a million of thoughts of what could have had happened,

only to find no reasonable answers, just that he had lost his mind.

Liam was wondering in his room, when Adam came in.

-Liam, what's going on?

-Not much, little bro. -He was lying.

-You look different, is something bothering you?

-Of course not, I've just being tired lately -Lying again.

-You are lying.

-No, why are you saying that?

-Because you are.

-....-

-Anyway... you got mail -Said Adam giving a letter to Liam.

"Who would send me a letter?" Liam thought: "These days everyone send emails."

No sender was addressed, so it should have been delivered in person.

-Adam, who gave you this?

-It was on the front door -Adam Answered.

Liam opens the letter, it has a note inside and a little rock, a white rock like ivory.

The note only said:

"Do you know that the only perpetual machine is the human?"

DeadCat - Chapter 1: Looking Death in the face

I was born in an alley, just a common place for a cat to be born. It would have been better if I was born in a more epic environment like on the top of mount Everest or in the jungle, the mighty jungle, and talk about how I survived to become what I am now, but no, just a common birth.

I was the first of three little kittens. I was too young to know about anything and I couldn’t care less. The first days we lived inside a box to shelter us from the wind and rain. I mostly slept all day, waking up just to eat or pee. I had no worries but my luck was about to change.

By the time I could run freely without falling because of my large head and my small legs, winter had arrived and with it, hunger and cold. We were weak and still small to hunt for some food. One day when we were sleeping, and without us knowing my mother left us in front of a house. She decided the better chance for surviving was to be adopted by humans or so I thought. I prefer to think that, instead of just being abandoned as an unwanted child.

Later that day I woke up, didn’t knew where I was. My brother and sister were still sleeping. It was dark and I could hear many steps approaching to our place. There were red eyes surrounding us, sharp teeth shined at the moonlight, rat’s teeth craving for food, we were their prey. We tried to fight, but we were over numbered, we were little and weak. We stood no chance; there were many of them. I felt so much pain I passed out.

The next thing I remember was opening my eyes with a weird sensation that I could not describe. I was in the same alley I was born; we were there, all of us. My mother, my brother and sister, even I was there. Closed my eyes and opened them again, just to see the awful truth. I was back to the reality and we were dead bodies or at least what remained of us. I cried and screamed, no one could listen. The rats were still there. Jumped over them with no effect, it was as if I was not there. Kept swinging my small-clawed paws to their heads, just to get rid of all the anger I had. My efforts were futile.

From that day on, I prowl the streets searching for answers and even revenge. I feel no hunger, I feel no pain. I’m DeadCat.

DeadCat - Intro

So many people ask me for my name, they feel the inevitable requirement to know how to refer to me. Why can’t I just be Cat? But well, knowing my name gives them some kind of peace of mind.

It has been so long I can’t even remember my old name. Probably was something like Tiger or Oliver, who knows, even Sam sounds possible. Now I prefer a proper name, one that describes me. DeadCat.

This was my story. This was my life.

This is your life?

Where did you life go?

Yesterday you were 5 years old

And you were playing in the dirt with other kids

Now you are sitting in you desk

wondering how many days have to pass until the next pay check

asking yourself if you are happy

and if you are doing what you want to do

Yesterday, you screamed when something hurt

today you cry in the darkest corner of your empty apartment

avoiding the looks of others which its impossible

cuz you are alone and nobody is looking at you

You used to think that you would be happy someday

in fact you used to fool yourself saying that you were happy

but you had always felt so lonely like if you were an outcast

Yesterday you were 5

Today you are 25

And tomorrow you will be dead

And the thing that concerns you the most

Is that you haven't achieved a single anything

Cat Story - Teaser

I follow them all.
I am the shadow, I am the night.
I own the streets, I own the world.

                                     -DeadCat-

Chilling Memories - Chapter 1

Liam was a regular guy, he was 16, born in London. He had a little brother named Adam. Both his father and mother were hard workers. His mother Dennis was a famous photographer who took pictures of the world so she traveled a lot.

His father Joseph worked as an investigator in IT developing incrediblecutting-edge technology. They were a busy couple, but they always had time for their children.

Adam was only 11 and a little adventurer. He read a lot of books and loved arts and music. He was shy, I guess a little more than a child should be, but also really smart.

Liam also loved arts and music, but he had a special interest in philosophy.

People who knew him used to say that he lost a lot of his time just thinking, trying to figure out the world and life.

They were a normal family.

The morning after Liam heard for the first time the voice, he just thought it was all part of his imagination, as a regular thinker would say, so he kept his life going on as usual.

A week after the incident however, Liam was walking on Piccadilly Circus, watching the lights and people coming and going.

He was sitting in there listening to music, and writing in a little notebook he always carried with him.

Out off nowhere, a girl, a beatiful girl with white skin, blond hair and blue eyes, looked at him, directly into his eyes. The girl put then a finger onto his lips and he heard her say:

- Ssshhhhh, I'm not here.

- Then all the screens in Piccadilly Circus went black, everything stopped, and in the screen in front of Liam, a text appeared: We are watching you Liam.

In a blink of an eye, everything went back to normal and the girl wasn't there anymore.

Calaveritas!

Roblo
A Roblo se llevó la muerte
Bajo sueños yacía, no despertaría
Escrita estaba su suerte

De este mundo, más ya no vería.

En el infierno ahora desfila,
Su alma descanza tranquila.
Sonriente Roblo cavila:
Mejor aquí, que Kansas o la maquila

Topo
La muerte iba de paso,
de sus asuntos ocuapda.
Mala hora la de un payaso,
quien la pondría malhumorada.

Contó topo un mal chiste
enfrente de la flaca.
Hay! Chuck Norris, que triste!
se lo llevó la calaca.

Joe
De Joe no se sabe nada;
su vida fue acortada.
De nosotros se ha ido,
cae ahora en el olvido.

En el balcón ya nadie vigila.
Ignorada quedó su katana
Quienes lo tomásen por mamila,
celebran su hazaña espartana.

Cookie
Pancho consiguió ya empleo:
De la muerte es asistente.
Está cargo del saqueo,
cada que expira un inocente.

Nunca fue mas feliz
que siendo un aprendiz.
Destruye, termina y aniquila.
Su vida por fin compila.