from the day you teach me fear,
i stop to know what is lie and what is reel.
from the day you toll me lies,
i stop to care and stop to feel.
they tell me sadness is not to cry the fear away,
jest the one who is helpless is willing to cry the tears away.
wale you know my hell and do nothing steal !!!
doomed to not know what they tell you,
why you smile to them, also if they not smile beck.
das my tears not wet enough???
das my pray is not shout enough???
for the one who hear the one who scream his soul away!!!
dame you god or what everthey call you,
dame the sun for dry my tears away,
dame the one for being alone.
i dame them all for do not see,
i shale not scream to fear the tears away,
only my doomed spell will ever be.
dismal will be my victory…