Malevolent mirror,
With a powerfull cruelty.
Where the suffering is predicted to exist.
Reflecting the worst
Of the
world's history.
Controlling its lousy destiny.
Ancestral wizards
Were cursing you.
But nobody is free of your reach.
Glass
fed with spiritual sins.
They paid dearly for their insolence.
Inheritors of the crown of thorns.
You'll praise betrayer
merciless god.
Who will burn your hearts
In a high greed hell
To take the revenge for the murder of his son.
And so the
third ghost.
The one holy ghost.
Set its compassion aside...
With the essence of blood.
And the wood of the cross.
Broke
the balance between death and life.
Unlocking a door
Reflectiva in shape.
To the universe negative load
And the rotten
souls,
By the excess of grudge.
Brought under control the physical world
The same as a virus corroding its host.
Mirror,
spit the reflection of hate,
Placed deep in human being feelings.
Charged through the ages with sceptical repetances.
Nobody
is free of your reach.
Nobody is free of your devilish swish.
Eminence of fire.
Gift from the infinite depth.
Show me the
wisdom
Of that who was revealed against the whole.
And searching in its blinded light ray.
I found myself as if it were no
changes!
Perhaps believe in the mirror means you believe
In your own human's evil.
I promise my faith, without fear to
lose
My future, my own life, my body, my soul...
Without fear to pass away.
Without fear to serve to the eminence of
fire.
Gift from the infinite depth.
Show me the wisdom
Of that who was revealed against...
Inheritors of the crown of
thorns...
You'll be a virus corroding the world.
Placing deep in human being feelings
Reflections of hate for the murder of his
son.