Queiron

Angushed by the opposite pain
Sad by suffering, disperate moment
Putren souls walking by the darkness
Benefit your body with the huan pain

Eternal souls, sad by cannot act
The darkness cold ace them suffocate
The power much fort is the hatred
Hatred that nobody believes
But by degree is being consumed

Death´s suffering, pain and loss
Opresed sentiments, prisioner in chest
Life goes on, but pain is eternal
Anger and pain joins, feed the wish of death

A black angel threads a sword in your
Chest
You shout to the skies
Suplicate for the liberty
But your blood drains by the foots