Requiem


The night will be my partner. When dyin’ of the day
the god of the sinister way will try against my life
and me and I’ll win him, he’s already due.
Solitude around me. I need to feel the presence
of Your force to follow my direction in rest.
There’s a cup on the table, overflowin’ and
colored of red and before my enemies I shout:
- To the winner of death, possesses the key of the hell,
gives me to be able of usin’ the Name
and reveals me the talent of cure.
Possess me forever. Possess me now!
The sound of the rain, it's depressive and emptiness.
For the alleys they follow my enemies, courted by the funereal cry.
I won powers and rulers of the air through the Truth.
I see you in my night visions complaining
- Somebody doesn’t want me to know, but to my brothers
I give powers and capacities, among them the eternal life.

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