PENSAMIENTO.-

EL RESENTIMIENTO QUE PUDIESES SENTIR POR MI, ES INVERSAMENTE PROPORCIONAL, AL QUE PUDIESE SENTIR POR TI.

THOUGHT.

THE RESENTMENT THAT YOU COULD FEEL FOR ME, IS INVERSERLY PROPORTIONAL, THAT THE ONE I COULD FEEL FOR YOU.

HELL

I

LOVE, WHERE ARE YOU?,

LOVE, CAN YOU HEAR ME?.

NOWHERE, STILL I DON´T KNOW.

THEY COVERED OF BLACK MY SOUL.

I THINK…I´M UNDERGROUND.

I HAVE NOT AIR, NEITHER A SKY.

I FEEL THE BRIMSTONE WINDS.

SMELLS AS MANURE AND DUNG.

THAT DRAW FLAKES OF FIRE.

I´M…I´M SCARED,

AND SURROUNDED BY DRACULATED WARMS.

WITH ROWDY GAZES AND HEATED LOCKS.

DANCING AROUND THE FIRE,

GAZING IN SMILES.

GUESSING THE COAT,

THAT COVER MY BONES.

THOUSAND YEAR HAVE PASSED,

WITHOUT DREAMS,

IN LIGHTLESS NIGHTS.

AFTER EATING MY MEAT,

THOSE HUNGRY WARMS.

ABANDONED ME SOLE,

BUT STILL THE PAINS,

THE RANCORS AND GRIEFS,

RESIGNED, TRIED TO PRAY…FAILED.

AFTER THAT, MANY TRIES TO CRY,

ALSO AWAY FADE.

TRIED TO REMEMBER YOU,

DIDN’T LET ME, THE EVIL’S DOGS,

FELL ON MY FACE, IN THE ETERNAL HELL,

PASSED THE CENTURIES STORMS,

RESIGNED WAS MY HOPE,

REMAINED DARKLY DRESSED,

WITH SHADOWY BONES.

THE SAME AS MY SOUL.

IS ABLE HELL, TO DROWN THE HOPE ?.

“I’LL COME TO JUDGE DEAD AND ALIVES”.

FAR AWAY, I HEARD.

BEHIND THAT VOICE,

I FELT A NEW LIGHT.

THE FORGIVENESS WORTH.

THROUGH ITS BROKEN COLOR,

SLIPPED THE DEAD’S HOPES,

IF I BRAKE THE ETERNAL,

WITH YOU I SHALL TALK.

FROM ANOTHER DIMENSION,

FROM THE NIGHTMARE.

FROM A NEW DILEMMA,

FROM A NEW HEART.

I’LL FIND THE WAY,

TO DELIVER YOUR ROSE,

WILL BE DIFERENT…BUT FOREVER BOTH.