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/ How can this be real?” I whispered. “I mean you... you... where you come from? Your world. It is so beyond everything I've ever known. / 

Dir en grey - Soshaku

お誕生日おめでとう、Toshiya...

“I spent uncounted hours sitting at the bow looking at the water and the sky, studying each wave, different from the last, seeing how it caught the light, the air, the wind; watching patterns, the sweep of it all, and letting it take me." - I gaze into you the same way all the time...
I love one and each of the hundredth of your images. Never stop, because there is no such a unique and irresistible beauty like yours in this world. You come as near to perfection as anything can come in this world.
I could only compare it to the beauty and changeability of nature. With the purity of morning dew and warm summer rain, with the saddest secrets of misty haze, flowing along the calm river, with the whisper of leaves under the gentle touch of the wind, with the purest snow on the inaccessible mountain peaks, with the incredible beauty of the dying sun, at the moment when it  touches the horizon and sweep over the sky with the colors from athother worlds, with boundless distance and eternal secret of the stars in the night skies, with the darness which covers my world every night and with the sweetest dreams I can find in there... You always fill me with longing and the expectation of something unknown, fill me with something meaningful, something endless, something full and yet empty... with something that hurts.
I see the whole world in you, and thanks to you I love this world even more. Now you are my sun, and I so hope that the night is still so far...

 

 

Dark Stone

 

 

“Walk straight ahead
Listen to no one
Trust not in the walls or doorways
For they will mislead
And close behind you
As you walk through
The forest, not knowing
Where you’ve come from
Or where you’re going …
If anywhere at all.” 

 

Holy Fawn - Dark Stone

“We all have forests on our minds. Forests unexplored, unending. Each one of us gets lost in the forest, every night, alone.”

How amazingly atmospheric this music is, how insinuatingly distorted and impenetrable dark, yet so  infinitely beautiful. In this forest I want to lost for ever...

Hunter

 

Hunter, I'm laid out on the forest floor
Arrows in my back and sides
Down among the leaves and stones
You can wear my skin as armor
You can eat my flesh and bones
Leave nothing that is needed
All I have is yours
And I'll give myself up to your sharpened edges
I no longer cling to my life
Yes, I'm finally giving in
Teeth and hate end our relationship
Of course it's said, but that's the way it is
Your violence always wins the day
Yes,
Your violence wins
And I'll give myself up to your sharpened edges
I no longer cling to my life
Yes, I'm…

Have a Nice Life - Hunter

What a ethernaly beautiful music to complete this windy and sad evening. Silent, delicate, distant, in its depth and mystery reminiscent of a prayer.

And time I spend listening to this song is like time I spent in praying, every second feels to be one of the best, harmonious and inspirational moments of my life, allowing me to look deep inside myself and find there perfect world that belongs only to me, to touch the most precious memories and feelings like strings of a musical instrument and derive a melody of sacred beauty...
Maybe it is in this time all we became closer to God...? 

Sustain the Untruth

 

Ibitsu na kimi
The Inside Mind
Ibitsu na makka na bi
Mada nuri tsubuseru

Sou... mada

Ikitsuita yasashii koe ni michibikare samayotte
Pareedo ni kuchiki to moeru

Migi to hidari ga mada nokotteiru kara
Fuubou towazu 　aishite yare

Migite ni aijou?
Hidarite wa nani?

Atashi Kirei

Ikitsuita yasashii koe ni michibikare samayotte

Image
Yuuhi ga matsu yurayura yureru tojikomerareta kokoro
Ore wa mada ashita ni

Midareshi toki awaku
Midara na omae no uso

Dir en grey - Sustain the Untruth

 / Toshiya against a bloody sunset....
The sunlight is dying and so am I, and it feels so achingly beautiful. /

I can't get enough of this song, the more I listen to it, the more I fall in love, the more I hear in it, the more I need it. I can't stop thinking of you, I can't stop dreaming you, I can't stop bleeding you.
You gave me brand new eyes and same old ache in the heart. You gave me the whole new world, one of the most beutiful, strange and unfathomable I've ever been to. The world of obscure imagery and infinite imagine. I am bewitched by your whole being and I want to stay with you 'till the end of me.
You are everything.

Rx Queen

I won't stop following you

Now help me pray for

The death of everything new

Then we'll fly farther

We'll stop to rest on the moon

And we'll make a fire

I'll steal a carcass for you

Then feed off the virus

'Cause you're my girl and that's alright

If you sting me, I won't mind

(And now look at 'em

Look at 'em now, look at 'em, sting)

I see a red light in June

And I hear crying

You turn newborn baby blue

Now we're all the virus

'Cause you're my girl and that's alright

If you sting me, I won't mind

Deftones - Rx Queen 

/ He was now in that state of fire that she loved. She wanted to be burnt. /

My brain just craves them... This song is the ultimate drug and the sound of my addiction. It makes me wanna cry and explode.

The Passenger

Someone is watching

There are strangers

In my house

They came through the water

As I crossed over

Now all my little strangers

Like children dance with me

They're playing ring-a-rosy

All fall down

Inside of me

I heard your footsteps

On the wooden floor

But I couldn't face

What was behind the door

When the student is ready

The teacher will appear

I have many spirits

And they're always near

Blood of my blood

Flesh of my flesh

We are one

We are one

My passenger

And I think the stars are

Peepholes in the firmament

In the firmament

Someone is watching

Someone is watching

Someone is watching

Hunter As a Horse - The Passenger

/ I enjoy melancholic music and art. They take me to places I don't normally get to go. /

Nothing attracts and fascinates me as much as darkness and mystery... This is magic beyond reality, a world that hides in the shadows and words unsaid. And I'm just fascinated by one of the many shades of these beautiful essenses.

And this is one of the best dark indie bands I've ever heard. I love people who FEEL this way, who capture all the incredible shades of this world, go beyond ordinary boundaries, travel to other worlds hidden in the depths of their consciousness and on the edges of their feelings, and bring something never known before to this world... People who see something that is not given to see other, people who, just like me, despise boredom and routine. Thank you for another revelation.

Gone, Still

 

“There are a hundred things she has tried to chase away the things she won't remember and that she can't even let herself think about because that's when the birds scream and the worms crawl and somewhere in her mind it's always raining a slow and endless drizzle.
You will hear that she has left the country, that there was a gift she wanted you to have, but it is lost before it reaches you. Late one night the telephone will sign, and a voice that might be hers will say something that you cannot interpret before the connection crackles and is broken.
Several years later, from a taxi, you will see someone in a doorway who looks like her, but she will be gone by the time you persuade the driver to stop. You will never see her again.
Whenever it rains you will think of her. ”

Nine Inch Nails - Gone, Still

 

Привет, самое печальное и самое дорогое моему сердцу время... Время, когда на самом деле начинается новый день, новый год, новая жизнь. Но при этом мне снова кажется, что я словно возвращаюсь назад, в те времена, когда я была наиболее счастлива, в те дни, когда я была с тобой, и магическая печаль твоей музыки, сумрачный калейдоскоп твоих чувств, притягательная тайна твоего голоса сливались с тихим шепотом дождя и растворялись во мгле приближающихся сумерек... И с приближением весны звуки этой музыки всегда все отчетливей и отчетливей звучат в моей душе, пока наконец-то не поглощают меня, возвещая о том, что все снова вернулось на круги своя.