[Gionata March 2000]
Negative times will come back... negative grows up inside
I am ready ...to be blind
Blind to the
world Ive seen... That I dislike
Shouldnt be something for me here. Sorry, its time to die.
Living filtering
The
underworld
All your joyous emotions
Cast in the coldest stone
Nothing I feel, nothing I await
I have nothing positive to
say
Endless reactions so endless pain
Death shall hit its target again..
Living filtering
The underworld
All your
joyous emotions
Cast in the coldest stone
Trying to make more time
Present is unknown
Cut your flesh and spill your
soul
This is your last dawn
