On The Way Of Eternity
(Prophetic Age)
Paleness that burns the sky
Roof of words of light
The angel´s enchantment
Nudity that alternates the soul
The nude flash, the body
Conscience of nothing
Sadness, incorporates th mind
It needs to go
That´s the hour
But I won´t go for you
But by myself
For now I need you to go
Cause birds fly over your body
Rotten by the time
My soul is undersirable for you
For you
Wild and magnificent
Went to lament
With tears in the eyes
This is not the contempt
Accompanied by the clothe
That covers her pale face
Hear lier dead lips
They say that are shadows
In the sad life, damned life
And I live you now
By the seed that takes my soul
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