The Other's Voice - I Tornà De Les Cendres
Have you listened the voice of the others?
When? While death brings faith
Blares across the flair
And come so cold to break the heart
And sick reborn
Journeys of sorrow, moments as holes
Translate the code of punishment
A knife could be a useful dodge
Dismembering thoughts and emotions
And groping towards the void
Riding fast to the sense
To converge…Could be then…
Mindless groans, useful wounds
Shadows spread, deep stab wounds
And flows
Alongside the razor comes
Two eyes appear with ravenous blow
Alongside the razor cuts
Two hands prepared to be a useful norm
And run! Surround the noise
And bring it up, don't fear the voices
The brain distorted, its vision goad
Nostalgia burnt, results to know the other voices
It swallows love, Death could come
And bring once more her faith beyond the row
Autor(es): Foscor
