Waiting for to conceive the way in which I will have to wear
the next vague mask without fear in dark sides
of my unconscious one.
The thing that scares
to me is not
to know exactly what will be
and if I will be able to still fight!!!!
I am not here. Resurrection
I am changing myself. Resurrection
In this hate. Resurrection.
Same meeting me.
the night is in order to go itself some and I find I defenseless
I know living in black I well I am same me
nobody can kill to me if
I watch all from the dark
and if I will be able to still fight!!!!
I am not here. Resurrection
I am changing myself. Resurrection
In this hate. Resurrection.
Same meeting me.
I move. In mass depression.In new confessions.In old dimensions.
In great attractions.
In the mud I run and now I feel my brain to go in pieces
She's waiting for me. The end calls me.
