Concentrating to not commit the same mistakes

Not so fast, slowly in a way to not lose the opportunity

Prediction could create errors in a unsolid relation

Some things cannot go wrong, not again... I learned from the past,

"Eternal things" are not made to last

Just live your days giving the best...

So go solving your issues

I'm finishing what I've begun

Conscience clear

Mind in peace...

They won't make me go wrong with you...

This apathy consumes me

Laying with crows

I watch somebody else's decadence

The figure reflected on the mirror is morbid,

Like a minguant moon in a dark blue sky

An entire life dedicated with pieces that fall from demons wings... The guardian angel and the killer are the same,

Someone who's decorating with white roses a thing that will be my grave

Please don't put plastic flowers on it,

They're dishonest,

There's no love to make grow realistic petals... This apathy is a calm way to deceive myself

Fallen once again beyond my violet flames... Wait in green labyrinth tonight and I'll kiss you

Though my apathy makes me leave you... After all I'm still asleep,

Still lie to myself that it was just a dream,

Like glasses made of my apathy...

Now she's without protection

Lost her soul during the process

The lady is becoming colder

There's an uncommon taste of sickness

This is the end of everything,

The beggining of our misery

She knows he would die for her

But she won't believe in transitory words anymore

Black cats don't lay in knives two times

You can tell, telling and repeating,

She'll know you're cheating

Don't you ever think using her power for your purposes

Black spiders let crimson footprints...

Let her search for her lost desire

Sweet obssession illuminated by black candles...

Can you feel the atmosphere?

This place is contaminated with disease

Mortal virus of insanity...

The sickness is unique

People afraid of trying to sleep

On the corridor you can hear children screaming

They don't know what they're doing here

Hospitalized in psychiatry

Don't you dare to visit

Is haunted

The murderer in the women's bathroom won't let you live

But I can tell you,

There are some things worst than dying,

There's something evil waiting to wake up in your own mind

And guess what, you can't escape of things you created yourself

Can't run from the body hanged in your bedroom as well...

Swallowed by a tree

Into the precipice, would scream

But not a sound - soul - sold

To that divinity...

The red incisions are invisible when it's getting night

Don't talk - just walk!

One body on the road

Bring it to the cave

Put it on the hole

A bat flies

Somebody dies

Can't understand why

But accept it

Cause fate can't be denied

The tree threw you up

End of a nightmare

Begin of mortal quest...