My Mortal Angel
The black stain in your soul.
The stain of blood in your body.
You became in the one that you more he/she feared.
Your spirit this somewhere where you don't get to arrive.
Your spirit this somewhere cold and dark, waiting for you.
But you don't want to notice that...
Your world is not more the same.
Your life is not more the same, you became in your largest fear.
The tears of blood that you have been crying.
Look in the mirror and try to see in the one that you became.
The life that you have been losing.
You are cursed and it turns off the last fire of hope that there are in you.
You don't know more the happiness.
You don't know yourself.
Your life doesn't have sense.
You ask for forgiveness.
You scream more and more loud.
You don't support to live like this, you don't want, you don't want to live like this.
But you don't want to notice that...
You scream, you cry, you ask for forgiveness, you don't know what to do...
You don't know...
Mi Ángel Mortal
La mancha negra en tu alma.
La mancha de sangre en tu cuerpo.
Te convertiste en aquello que más temías.
Tu espíritu está en algún lugar al que no logras llegar.
Tu espíritu está en algún lugar frío y oscuro, esperándote.
Pero no quieres darte cuenta de eso...
Tu mundo ya no es el mismo.
Tu vida ya no es la misma, te convertiste en tu mayor miedo.
Las lágrimas de sangre que has estado llorando.
Mira en el espejo e intenta ver en lo que te has convertido.
La vida que has estado perdiendo.
Estás maldito y apagas la última llama de esperanza que hay en ti.
Ya no conoces la felicidad.
Ya no te conoces a ti mismo.
Tu vida no tiene sentido.
Pides perdón.
Gritas más y más fuerte.
No soportas vivir así, no quieres, no quieres vivir así.
Pero no quieres darte cuenta de eso...
Gritas, lloras, pides perdón, no sabes qué hacer...
No sabes...