For A Taste Of A Lightened Existence Lyrics

Photophobia For A Taste Of A Lightened Existence

My veins dropping on this lightened path
When my sight praticing this dazzle
The cruel image penetrating my yes

Feather dirty of blood
Dying angel … blaming my choose with their inexpressive
gazes

Isn’t true that paradise is light?

I reach the witheness with suicide
Tasting my blood o cherubins
And feeling the taste of a mortal existence…