9 acessos
Teas are dried
when it's distresses already is passed
when your nightmares
they leave to be your
death transforms lives
nights of darkness
without the brigthness of the moon
silences pains whitout finding one cure
short steps,in direction to the abyss
without knowing
which the end of the way
then a new melody is declaimed
it exceeds the mortal directions
I sit down it side of the abyss
i look for the sky and finally
has a brightness its light reached me in
the darkness complet
its eys don't leave to watch me
look don't leave to watch me