So many centuries before. a stigmatized child was born. legends and fables are told. the truth nobody knows. A humble child. with (a) weak mind. goodness in his heart.
He was a wicked man,. Satan lives in his eyes.. A creature from no land,. cross his way and you will die!!!. . He's the evil one. Prowling through endless nights,.
Vices, madness, passion, hate. Thirst for power and being. Diversion thru opression. Starts an intense reaction. . Trying to say something. You can burn yourself.
Screams of chaos. the final bloody is started. kill or die. save your putrid life. is the enf of universe. the death is on your back. dark angels on massacre.
Maybe you can think we are pessimistics. obstinated, that's OK. this is your point of view. we're not truth owners. But we want to know what you have to say.
Es la sensacin de haber. compartido contigo media vida,. lo que me obliga cuando te canto. a tener mi garganta contenida.. Amo cada carta que mandas. sin ponerte ningn disfraz,.
Como cada tarde está. En el parque para tocar. Su viejo y cansado instrumento. . En el mismo banco sentado. Una manta en el suelo a su lado. Dispuesto a dar el lado bueno.
Tiene que ser pecado que ser pecado o tiene que ser. delito hacer,. hacer el amor de la forma, en la que. anoche lo hicimos. a dentelladas cinturas y a manantiales delirios.
As I watch this creature grow. It starts to take a look. Just under it's own being. . And what it finds. Will be the nothing it has sought. Lost for all time, this prize.
Who could have known when I opened my eyes I would see. The dark angel of my destiny. This must be some kind of dream, not it's a nightmare. Filled with guilt and shame.
One night I had a dream. Of a maiden in black and silver. She said to me, "Why are you afraid?. Why is the truth so hard to attain?". . I will show you your fears.
You take the first blow, I taste revenge. Let anger come my will is done. Malicious in my intent. . The hate is rising, the swell of fear takes over. And oh, the taste is sweet my friend.
i stare possessed. past the gates of hell. blessed devil spirit. engulfed in fire. . terror. far beyond the. concept of christ. . do you possess. the will.
Can't understand what is wrong with me,. How on Earth can you st me free?. Where are the times I was in control?. Open the gate to my fucking world.. .
My life is fading,. All that's left are memories.. Vestige from the past.. A fire-storm of fear.. I'm shadow of a man.. One foot in the grave.. . I remember times of chaos..
Screaming on the edge of the void.. Silent, only I hear the scream.. . Grasping my hands, white from the fear.. Burning the sky, more red than blood..
There are gods. There are saints. There are those who save. Many lives put at risk. But there's one saint who can't miss. All the pain and the fear. Oh how he wishes it still were here.
Twisted mind, twisted Face. There's no rest, endless Race. It's too late to save your Face. From the twisted sons of Hate. In your brain, the vein of Pain.