The Everlasting Guilt
She was a sign. A fire of purification
Yet she was the enticer of my temptation
She was an angel. Pure on intentions
Yet she carried the scythe for my damnation
She was wrath. A ravaging storm
Mother Nature?s hand of doom
She was death. Her certain strike
Was bliss, a single touch over me
She was a poem written with flesh
She was a tear shed by the eyes of God
She was torn from this cruel world
Her beauty was slaughtered by those
Who could not comprehend
Bear witness to the death you brought
This is death in my arms, like blood in your hands
The very eyes from where she came forsaken her
Her light ended. In that moment so did mine.
You tore her from me. Is this punishment?
I loved her then. I love her still
You have taken her. Without judgement.
So, as mine, your fate is sealed
Her flaws were as perfect as her virtues
She was a flower with thorns.
Every detail was of untainted precision
She was singular in everything.
Bear witness to the death you brought
As I witness your leaving for the life you took
La Culpa Eterna
Ella fue un signo. Un fuego de purificación
Sin embargo, ella era la seductora de mi tentación
Ella era un ángel. Pura en intenciones
Sin embargo, llevaba la guadaña para mi condena
Ella era ira. Una tormenta devastadora
La mano de la Madre Naturaleza del destino
Ella era la muerte. Su golpe certero
Era dicha, un solo toque sobre mí
Ella era un poema escrito con carne
Ella era una lágrima derramada por los ojos de Dios
Ella fue arrancada de este mundo cruel
Su belleza fue sacrificada por aquellos
Que no podían comprender
Sé testigo de la muerte que trajiste
Esto es muerte en mis brazos, como sangre en tus manos
Los mismos ojos de donde vino la abandonaron
Su luz se apagó. En ese momento también la mía.
La arrancaste de mí. ¿Es esto castigo?
La amaba entonces. La amo aún
La has llevado. Sin juicio.
Entonces, como el mío, tu destino está sellado
Sus defectos eran tan perfectos como sus virtudes
Ella era una flor con espinas.
Cada detalle era de una precisión inmaculada
Ella era única en todo.
Sé testigo de la muerte que trajiste
Mientras yo soy testigo de tu partida por la vida que tomaste
Escrita por: Daniel Lucas / Luís Fazendeiro