jueves, 4 de febrero de 2010
An abyss that laughs at creation,
a circus complete with all fools,
foundations that lasted the ages,
then ripped apart at their roots.
Beyond all this good is the terror,
the grip of a mercenary hand,
when savagery turns all good reason,
there's no turning back, no last stand.
Heart and soul, one will burn,
heart and soul, one will burn.