I wait in the chamber, in a prision
Behind the bars, seing the distant Sun
Its light is shining for me in the last time
Twilight skies look at me so deeply
As I always in my life looked at them in a glance
Simple things, boring moments are so special to me now
Twisted thoughts transcend my reason
I know there is no more chance
The priester is bringing the chiming bell
Each toll reminds a mistake in my mind
What under the ground am I going to find?
Metaphysical idols free me from unavoidable reality
That I created myself and whose tormentor is the guilty
Beyond the firmament I believe there are sky and hell
Nature now conspires against
It’s time to regret
No one will forget
My legacy of pain, fear and rage
Purification comes only throught the calvary
New coexistent journey is going to start
Ending up the suicidal life race
The human constitution catalyzes the natural reaction
Strongest world process, because of criminal process
Result of my damned actions, for my own progress
Just to live and buy, in order to socialize
My material dreams realize
My forced status falsely disguise
It’s not enough to be just alive
The executers are coming
I have to go without goodbyes
I can’t see anything with the blindfold eyes
Will my soul know the owner?
Discover the cause of my coming?
Beyond the time and space
Where unreachable thoughts are taking place
Now a dead body lies on ground
With shot holes losing blood
My flesh will feed the worms
The soul moves to the labyrinth of doubt
Fly away to freedom or fall down in the abyss
Bright of forgiveness or eternal flames of suffering
Dancing on the fire trident, chance of changing was left behind
Thanatos leads me to Erebus
Afterlife with Hades in Tartarus
Let’s drow and swim forever
Acheron, Phlegethon, Cocytus, Lethe and Styx
Tortured soul dreams to get free someday
As my past victims must get free from my evil
Will I be safe by the priester’s pray??
Sacred words won’t deviate
The expensive path I myself chose
Living parasite, violent prowler
With appetite for power
Pleasing my artificial needs
Hallowed be the justice
Discipline and punish
Would I live this life eternally?
Eternal return, changing only the appearance
Each sand of this immutable hourglass repeating
The death makes me reflect on my stupid existence
The end justifies my means and daunts my beginning
Is there a new hope for a better redoing?
Or is my nonbeing over simply?
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