Sou aquilo que me tiraram
Sou filho dos assassinatos em minha alma

Nasci intocado,bloco solido de inocencia
que o tempo tratou de esculpir
tirando os sonhos que me sobravam
as aspirações que não me cabiam
e tudo mais em mim que não me pertencia.

A cada parte que perdia me tornava mais completo
dos sonhos que tinha me restaram os cadaveres
e era isso que me cabia.

Sou fruto de todas as minhas mortes
e cada vez que morria me tornava mais vivo.

Winter's End

I can feel that winter is gone

and spring has began

my body doesn't feel cold anymore

and my heart is healing up from the pain.

The evil thought ceased to be

and colorful flowers are blowing kisses to me

I see the prtty girl running in a shimmering dress

singing a song about love and caress.

Winter is gone and spring has began

My life has just started and i don't want to die again.

He is feeling like a newborn child
betrayed by his own innocence
stabbed in the heart by the hands of the ones he loved.


Now he is bleeding and dying
as his dreams fade away
as his his future is erased,his soul has ceased to exist.