When, so early, it becomes night,
can you feel the same as me?.
The wind brings back a shadow,
and darkness is all I see.
A merciless carnival arround,
smiling masks hidding pain,
romantic woman beheaded,
now, it´s raining again.
All I see in the night, all I see is terror.
The shrill voice of death
invite me to devastation,
humming old melodies
wich will take me to destruccion.
Decrepit old man searching for life,
babies crying for their mothers,
bloody hearts looking for bodies,
if you´ve los your eyes, find others.
All I see in the night, all I see is terror.
When, so early, it becomes night,
can you feel the same as me?.
the wind brings back a shadow,
and terror is all I see.
All I see in the night, all I see is terror.
can you feel the same as me?.
The wind brings back a shadow,
and darkness is all I see.
A merciless carnival arround,
smiling masks hidding pain,
romantic woman beheaded,
now, it´s raining again.
All I see in the night, all I see is terror.
The shrill voice of death
invite me to devastation,
humming old melodies
wich will take me to destruccion.
Decrepit old man searching for life,
babies crying for their mothers,
bloody hearts looking for bodies,
if you´ve los your eyes, find others.
All I see in the night, all I see is terror.
When, so early, it becomes night,
can you feel the same as me?.
the wind brings back a shadow,
and terror is all I see.
All I see in the night, all I see is terror.
E.S.S.E.E.C.
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2 comentarios:
I, however, all I can see at night is the pleasure. The pleasure of the dark, of dreams that hit trees. Of the monsters emerging from them and disappearing into the air. I hear the melody of the thoughts that are formed only in the twilight. I have counted stars and I know that they are still there, emitting pulses of light and telling us that we can still achieve it. The night draws to unconscious, the true self who is reluctant to leave.
Numa at night
Ederon at night
Edolayne at night
The day is empty of souls and plenty of automatons. At night we are all gods.
Hahaha! You only see what you want to see, eh?? We are waiting so much to have the pleasure of a Noche Mítica, isn´t it? Maybe Edolayne is in Santiago, but a I don´t know... The Tríada will come back soon, so soon...
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