Hearing the calling of darkness. Spending my time by your side. I don't want to die. I am looking for. The eternal flame. The flame of life. . Now I am walking around the end.
No, otra noche ms. yo s que ya es tarde. y, este mundo no es igual. esprame dnde quiera que ests. tantas cosas por vivir. y tan pronto vino el fin. [1]: Por qu tuvo que ocurrir?.
Esta amarga oscuridad. Se burla de mi soledad. A travs de estas rejas. Apenas luz llega.... . Anhelo ver el horizonte. que me gua a mi antiguo hogar..
Aqu voy. cruzando las nubes. volando hacia el cielo. a buscar otro mundo mejor. sin venganza y sin dolor. ni injusticias ni rencor. Por qu hoy. la gente se queda.
He visto un ro muerto. He visto un ave caer. He visto un mar tan negro. . He visto a una madre llorar. He visto a un nio perdido. He visto a un padre odiar.
Prisionero de un triste destino. Sin libertad, de que sirve volar?. el infierno se que no es mi sitio. y el cielo esta lejos de mi ideal. . El hombre es libre, es el elegido.
Ecos de vida. Suenan en su interior. Cantando a libertad.. . Ecos de un da. En el que sus manos. Forjaron su vida. Sobre un alma que ansiaba volar.. .
Echoes of a life. Resounding from in his soul. Sacrificed freedom cries. Echoes from a light. Reflections of his hard work. He was building his own life.
This power's racing throughout these veins. An anger grows and forgets my name. Breaking down, I see red, there's one more dose. Just one more dose to clear my head.
Through the falling skies of heaven. Across the fields of pagan fire. That has burned throughout the virgin years. . Red glowing clouds covers the Eden sky.
and in the morning. after years have passed. it seems. oh even now to overwhelm me. and in the stillness. after life has passed. it seems. even now to grow like cancer.
As I sit here high upon my throne guarded by these seraphs of. mine sifting through the battles that take place. While choosing few throughout all of time.
[Music: Patrick]. . Do mourn, the glory days are gone. Like roaches scattering under a beaming light. Run out of history's backstage. As your flags burn over spoiled Eden.
Risin' up, back on the street. Did my time, took my chances. Went the distance now I'm back on my feet. Just a man and his will to survive. . So many times it happens too fast.
Time is so heartless. time is malice. time is the aburd absolution. time leads me to disillusion. Here I find myself. the helot of the handman. fearing the certain death.
I see the golden roofs shining in the sun. I see stoned circles built up by strong men. Can you imagine the 8th continent. Buried in the deep sea down below?.
My wounds are widely opened now. Time has come to plunge into despair. Darkness is the only wish of this world of sorrow. . There is no place for joy in my bleeding heart.