At the solitude of the night, my hand consummated my hate with a cold breath as light, no one could stop me, it was too late. Blood started to run as a black river of pain. Before the sun could see, there was not shame for me
I lost myself in rage to write the final page of this forgotten story with blood and glory and to dissapear in the night as a star in the sky as a ghost in hell as the knife who felt.
The whispers of my piano... embrace the sounds of death... As a curse I'll forever play...
In the same place where I murdered In the same place where I killed myself.
At the solitude of the night, my hand cosummated my hate with a cold breath as light no one could stop me, it was too late. My piano still remembers the place and the time... Where I killed and died!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
