It’s so strange the way you look at me!
You look at me like if I was a mirror!
Why? Can’t you see your own demons?
Mine wore feed by a broken heart…
It doesn’t mater if you believe or not,
Because they exist, they are here!
They are made of fierce steel,
Forged in hell and tempered by night!
They grow stronger and stronger…
In the night they turn in to nightmares!
Wend the sun shine they become dementia!
They scorn with the lie and by the lie!
They are me and I’m not them!
In the end nothing of this mater,
The only thing that mater is…
11 janeiro 2007
How long?
21 outubro 2006
as time fall
And it ended, just to start again!
As I fall asleep my demon awakes!
I have no rest or time to fight!
And as my world fall in to apocalypse,
I cry… and I enrage myself!
This is the self destruction cycle,
As I fall asleep my demon awakes!
I have no rest or time to fight!
And as my world fall in to apocalypse,
I cry… and I enrage myself!
This is the self destruction cycle,
For it have a start but no end!
If I survive against myself
To become the ultimate of this world!
If I survive against myself
To become the ultimate of this world!
16 setembro 2006
I'm sorry...
It’s getting closer…
There’s little or nothing I can do!
I can only pray to delay,
But sooner or later it will come!
I can feel the pain, again and again…
I can feel my demons smelling the evil…
I can feel the great beast in side of me,
She is asking for more!
Dead wont end it…
Live can only delay it…
It started its movement!
Nothing that I can do,
Nothing that I can see,
Nothing that I can feel,
Now, nothing will stop it.
And I beg for it to end!
And nothing happens…
I can feel the good feelings getting away…
I can feel my angels getting anxious…
I can feel my soul being ripped apart!
Only God can save us now!
There’s little or nothing I can do!
I can only pray to delay,
But sooner or later it will come!
I can feel the pain, again and again…
I can feel my demons smelling the evil…
I can feel the great beast in side of me,
She is asking for more!
Dead wont end it…
Live can only delay it…
It started its movement!
Nothing that I can do,
Nothing that I can see,
Nothing that I can feel,
Now, nothing will stop it.
And I beg for it to end!
And nothing happens…
I can feel the good feelings getting away…
I can feel my angels getting anxious…
I can feel my soul being ripped apart!
Only God can save us now!
23 agosto 2006
Legião, porque somos muitos
Não existo no singular.
Mudo a cada momento.
Torno-me luz depois escuridão.
perco-me em cada canto do meu lar.
Sobrevivo já sem alento.
E o amor é minha perdição.
Mudo a cada momento.
Torno-me luz depois escuridão.
perco-me em cada canto do meu lar.
Sobrevivo já sem alento.
E o amor é minha perdição.
16 agosto 2006
03 agosto 2006
3 de Agosto de 1986...
Sim, fiz anos hoje... foi um dia cm qq outro... estou mais velho k nunca... e pronto!
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