I feel a forbearing, strange feeling to capture me
The falling into the deep of the Blasphemy is what turns aside me
cycle of wisdom makes me to feel the power
which marches to the deliverance of the Death
I remember her Godly shape, she was so
so magnificent, faraway from the human limits...
I don't know...
I hear your voice, oh why are you so
Believe me, look my eyes, feel me
We shall continue forever, together into a cursed land
here love is like, the flower,
among the thorns
The romanticism lives into the endless meadows and seas,
to the beautifull mystical lakes
where live the Gods,
guide our destiny.
Look at me, I am still crying
This is my eternal torture.
Show me the
way to shun the damnation of the Lord
He faced me with pitilless, mercilessly
Now I hate him, now I am abandoned for ever... for
Paradise and hell become one,
it doesn't matter if it's a dream,
it doesn't matter if it's still raining
if it's the
thing that you hate most of all...
But you know that your spirit is still in the air
It takes you again and again,
you put your
lips to her lips for your love...