Caio Moro

Here After

Caio Moro


Darkness is all around Your time is running low Listen to the wicked sound 
that rises from the below 
Demons in your mind Whispers from a forgotten soul Fear of another kind 
Deep down from the endless hole 
There is a secret place for you Darkened mirrors on the wall Burning 
candles are shining through while you're walking down these empty halls 
Tomorrow is not for you as the spell is cast Memories are haunting you as 
forever becomes the past 
Fear in your mind Whispers from an endless hole Demons of another kind deep 
down in your soul