DECAYING TILL DEATH

Take a look into my mind

Let me introduce you to the tunnel

That envolves me to play a suicide game.

I had been walking through it for years,

but now I’m arriving at the end;

 light candles  shows me the only way

are turning off,

this filthy stench asphyxiates me like

a rope around my neck

With no hope I begin to run fearless looking

For the only solution ... Decaying till death.

But now the black hole globes me up!!!, I can not

Escape from this stain of my mind. DECAYING TILL DEATH

Suddenly a cold wind of winter turned off the candles

Penetrattes my skin and tears my veins

Leaving on it wounds of war.

Warm wax rivers, bring me to my Own grave,

 guide me through the dark,

Just let me die with my disease.

With no hope I begin to run fearless looking

For the only solution ... Decaying till death.

But now the black hole globes me up!!!, I can not

Escape from this stain of my mind. DECAYING TILL DEATH

Like the other hole but under the ground,

That’s the place where we all rot.

Roger 09/99