Towards the Umbra

On the day I born the hands of dark sky embrace me.
To I turned colors of life gray.

Watch out your stupid cross Christian.
Watch out your stupid cross horns satanism.

On this day I open the silence and new wind I breath, with new eyes I see the life and I find the light or dark I need.

I don't need tears to show my sufferings
I don't need a heart
Ever eved the even handed, even tempted and evenful.
Life evanesce and and eventuate ligth essence is like a eventide.

Here I build the land of my hate with some pieces of silence.
Without feel the hands of mercy, touching my naked skin.

On t his day I open the silenceand a new wind I breath with new eyes I see the life and I find the light or dark I need.

I don't need tears to show my sufferings
I don't need a heart
Ever eved the even handed, even tempted and evenful.

I don't feel fears to shw my destiny
I don't feel mercy
Ever eved the even handed, even tempted and evenful.

Life evanesce and and eventuate ligth essence is like a eventide.
Here I build the land of my hate with some pieces of silence.

Without feels the hands of mercy.

Watch out your stupid cross Christian.
Watch out your stupid cross horns satanism.