2 acessos
The crown upon my head
The blood down my cheek
The wood behind my back
Tires me, makes me weak
Thoughts in my head
Start to become real
See my hand and feet
Freed of the steel
The last temptation
Forty days in the sand
To meet the final end
For a world that makes no sense
Through a pain that never ends
I await my destiny
And wonder what could have been
If I had chosen the right way
Would I have seen another day
You come and step to me
I let you take my hand
To lead me away
And make me understand
Make me forget
What has become
With devil's words
In angel's tongue
The serpent crawls to my ear
Whispers to me in soft words
To live on the fruit of its tree
Now becomes my urge
And as I speak
My final words
Everyone hears my cry
None knows my inside
That I've fallen prey
Prey to the beast
Became his servant
As my body ceased