Buried Dreams Her Beauty
The portail of heaven is opened
For the fall of an angel dressed in black
who has sined and defied the greatness of the death
her beauty embraced me
she leaves me in the anxiety of my mind holding the cross with my bare hands
Splashing it with tears into the night through a shaded and endless hall
I beg for her In a universe of loneliness and sickness
I want to pray on the dge of my tears
I wanted to say some words
But they just fall and roll under the bed With intelligence,
power and skills
She has me, hidden in my ingenuity and living from my dreams she tries to live again,
she is sucking me off her beauty her madness are just inmortal,
by the end of the day
I fall her need of life is unattainable she wants to dominate the night
Angels are falling to the ground
It seems to be her glory
It seems to be her madness
She embraced the night
My honor should be defended
By the ones who care for it
So it shouldn't be forgotten forever and forever
I'll stay calmed
With nightmares I'll fight against her
I'll try to consume her blood together we sahll be together we shall fight
from the begining simply,
from the begining till we can lean over with the beauty of death
with greatness of something inevitable with a true fate.
