JOURNAL: Warheart (Alexander Otto)

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  • Artifacts of the Black Rain ... ? 2004-10-26 13:04:17 I went to Köln (Colonge( or how do you write it ?)) some days ago, I visited the Edward Hopper gallery, he´s defienetly one of my favorite artsist (like Caspar David Friedrich). Nighthawks (his most popular picture) is awsome but there were alot other good one´s . I have to say I really enjoyed the stay. By the way for all those who don´t know him he draws one of my favorite things "Loneliness" ^^ ... And I got some ne music: Pain of Salvation´s Be, Mercenary´s Supremacy and Theatre of Tragedy´s Assembly. And some new DVDs like Brandon lee´s The Crow and Yentown (Swallowtailbutterfly).

    My amv´s progress has recently stopped due a lack of intrest and time. But I hope to continue when I finished all the work for the off-seasontraining and schoolstuff. By the way for all who asked ... I still don´t know when [Akira] Tects will be availiable.

    Now I´m going for a little skate session ... even tough it´s dark outside ^__^
    Damn, I like the thought of accidental suicide ^^ 
  • Closing Words 2004-10-23 22:52:18

    This will be for now and for ever the diverging of our paths...

    Now that this night has turned into a dawn
    I step aside from this path of grieving
    Left with all these things I never had chance to say
    Words wishful, filled with caring

    You must stop your bleeding
    Before you run yourself dry
    You must let go of your wound
    Because love it is crying for is gone

    Now that this night has turned into a dawn
    I give up this life I have been leading
    Left with all these things I never meant to say
    Words deceitful, double-dealing

    As every breaking day fades away before the dusk
    So does hate pause and resentment turn to reason
    You've carried enough this burden meant only for me to bear
    Now it's your time to straighten up, time for you to walk tall
    Alone... 
  • Bereavment 2004-10-21 19:34:22 Would you come and share
    My cross, my pain, my heartbroken nature
    For this burden is too heavy to bear
    Too troublesome for one man to handle
    Since my darkness swallowed
    The last gleam of light
    I've been rambling in the shadows
    Hour after hour in the dark
    They who never got sorrow,
    Grinding grief in their hearts
    They who never witnessed beauty,
    That flamed even the all-encompassing night
    Never lost a thing,
    Never had a thing
    Now these bitter tears run ceaseless,
    And drown my hope far too deep
    It must've been the day we parted
    When I trapped this sadness in me
    Since my darkness swallowed
    The last gleam of light
    I've been clothed in mourning,
    Wearing sorrow day and night
     
  • Vernal Awakening ... ? 2004-10-18 19:41:35 Finished the second part of my Guitarsolo-project, the duration till now is 2:55; still about 1:35 will be added. I´m nearly out of ideas the beginning of the 3rd part sucks, I have to think of something to change it ... Took me a ong time to figure out what track I should use, some solos were to long some were not the right mood and some were much to long ^^. Two weeks no school should be sufficent to finish the 3rd part, still I don´t know if I´ll make it due to a lack of interest and the usual depressions (getting dumped is the most painfull thing in the world).

    Besides on sunday I had the last footballgame of this year it was Recklinghäuser Chargers (our team) vs Arnheim Falcons (the enemy), we lost but they had twice as much players as we had and their quarterback is much more experienced. I made a touchdown thou, a pantrecover and a fieldgoal ^^. I really like to play any position and mostly I have to, because we don´t have enough young players to fill every positon with good ones ...  
  • Inflamed lonliness reveals nothingness ... ? 2004-10-16 13:28:17 So I stood alone in the rain again. Yet I bared another night in the dreary cold outside in the twilights frosty arms. Hell what a pain I have to endure since the essence of my reason to live has ceased to be. Why do we humans always find a way to hurt each other without showing a simple feeling of regret or maybe somekind of compassion eversince we all were abondoned ? The knive that tears my skin when I feel abused is soaked in sorrow, so on I bleed. Yet the last few days will leave another scar on my wrist. Can anyone tell at least even try why I always get dumped ? This rainy days just don´t want to pass by on me; how I love those rainy days, it seems like the rain hides my tears, the winds cover my cries and the gloom hides my pale sad face.

    Oh well lifes not always fun ... especially not for me 
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