The wind of the north is coming from the south
hurt me now, don´t be scared
crimsom waterfalls and black rainbows
red sky, i cry, my paradise has gone.
Why not !!!.
Can you feel ?
eternal fear
of my space
in the darkness.
Absolute darkness !!!
Lock at your feet
sihouettes of agony
that don´t reserve
this paradise.
Voices, desperate trying to escape
loneliness goes with hypocrisy
dying angels, my eyes, hurt me more.
In the night of darkness
your fear invades my body
filing me of that absolute gratitud
completely in love and thankful
i give my self you.