Por Árion Vampyr
Walking throuth the streets
See what you see
Has no friendships
Nobudy matters
A life isn't important
Doesn't cares for weathers
Likes night at the years two thounsand
It all dies
At his hands
From his mouth only lies
For the lands
Darkness
The Holliness
Destruction
Corruption
Ilusion
He's the Somberest Somber Man
REFRÃO
Throuthout life
Look into his eyes
Night
For the forces
Light
For the try
The Pleasure
The Happiness
Holliness
Feel him
See him
He is there
It's the somberest somber man
Human
The Somberest somber man
Man and Woman
CHORUS
Sobre: Quem é o Mais sombrio homem sombrio? Um pouco de todos nós? Uma criatura mística? Aqueles que estão por trás das atrocidades do mundo? um personagem? talvez um pouco de tudo isso. Uma alegoria das mentes que entendem bem de ver a escuridão sob o a luz do sol.
segunda-feira, 2 de junho de 2008
The Final Power
Por Árion Vampyr
The World is colapsing
For an end in transition
Sun for the fight
Men of domination
Fire to Burn
Fly to return
Why do you do all this?
It's the final death
For the Final Power that you can't have
Forces of darkness
The Power is destruction
In your hands
You are the Avatar of corruption!
We are killers
We need to kill to survive
We are controlers
For the dark light
Of the force of the night
In these Lessons
You don't need to learn, only to fight!
REFRÃO
The Forces of darkness
Are Killers
In the living death
You should choose life or death
The power of Cain
The final power is in
Choose the way
Look at your lack of soul and away
To find the terrifiing power
Open your mind
For the hell inside
REFRÃO
Sobre: Mais uma peça do meu antigo baú. Também com leves alterações.
The World is colapsing
For an end in transition
Sun for the fight
Men of domination
Fire to Burn
Fly to return
Why do you do all this?
It's the final death
For the Final Power that you can't have
Forces of darkness
The Power is destruction
In your hands
You are the Avatar of corruption!
We are killers
We need to kill to survive
We are controlers
For the dark light
Of the force of the night
In these Lessons
You don't need to learn, only to fight!
REFRÃO
The Forces of darkness
Are Killers
In the living death
You should choose life or death
The power of Cain
The final power is in
Choose the way
Look at your lack of soul and away
To find the terrifiing power
Open your mind
For the hell inside
REFRÃO
Sobre: Mais uma peça do meu antigo baú. Também com leves alterações.
Crows
Por Árion Vampyr
The Sky is dark, not blue
The Power is in death, not in the wood
Look at your fragile Body
You are not powerful to fight for your divinity
God
You're only blood
to me
I can see crows in the sky
But when they come, I see people die
Now I Know Why
They are the Slayers and got to make you die
They can fly
And hate the light
See the power
Of being touched by their force
Of the darker
Than God, of course
They are me and I
Give the Crows your neck
And feel the evil in that
The power of the dark light
The feeling of doing
What you never imagined
The touch of evil
In your soul
And giving the real pleasure
I can see crows in the sky
But when they come, I see people die
Now I Know Why
They are the Slayers and got to make you die
The Sky is dark tonight
Darker than any other night
The Evil is on me
On the Crows in the Sky
The Crows are going to make you see
That you have the taste for thee
I can see crows in the sky
But when they come, I see people die
Now I Know Why
They are the Slayers and got to make you die
If you be afraid
You are gonna be vunerable
For theyir aid
For your soul to the travel
The Dead Life
of night
See the light that the crows show to you
The sky is dark, not blue
Sobre: Retirado do mais profundo dos cantos do meu baú de antigas poesias. Levemente alterado para retirar as marcas da infância poética. Uma pequena homenagem àqueles que andam à noite
The Sky is dark, not blue
The Power is in death, not in the wood
Look at your fragile Body
You are not powerful to fight for your divinity
God
You're only blood
to me
I can see crows in the sky
But when they come, I see people die
Now I Know Why
They are the Slayers and got to make you die
They can fly
And hate the light
See the power
Of being touched by their force
Of the darker
Than God, of course
They are me and I
Give the Crows your neck
And feel the evil in that
The power of the dark light
The feeling of doing
What you never imagined
The touch of evil
In your soul
And giving the real pleasure
I can see crows in the sky
But when they come, I see people die
Now I Know Why
They are the Slayers and got to make you die
The Sky is dark tonight
Darker than any other night
The Evil is on me
On the Crows in the Sky
The Crows are going to make you see
That you have the taste for thee
I can see crows in the sky
But when they come, I see people die
Now I Know Why
They are the Slayers and got to make you die
If you be afraid
You are gonna be vunerable
For theyir aid
For your soul to the travel
The Dead Life
of night
See the light that the crows show to you
The sky is dark, not blue
Sobre: Retirado do mais profundo dos cantos do meu baú de antigas poesias. Levemente alterado para retirar as marcas da infância poética. Uma pequena homenagem àqueles que andam à noite
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