DESCRIPTION:
Ghatered at dusk

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Between the lines of my black book, i know the life
I would not be buried alive as a foolish little bird.
Run in the hill but my tired legs are gone...
I make my way through memories, but they ignore me!

Haughty my ego seeks solace in the shadows who sees behind
there are distortions in the lines, but regular and mocking grins
Seeking everywhere roads or paths of a second life
I see your lips moving, but I do not understand what it says...

High tide in the seas of prayers when the wind blows in my mind
and now in this well of tears I am alone,
cold and solitude.
I paint with my hand the dark walls of my life
I feel that is not over, please someone help me.

Afraid my ego seeks know faces and not look, not look behind
Start by lighting a fire and a look toward himself
He runs up the hill, forgetting the pain,
between the lines of his heart and those of an old book

High tide in the seas of prayers when the wind blows in my mind
and now in this well of tears I am not alone
I found myself
I want to cry and I want to laugh,
now that the song is over and the seas sleep again, again

I will break down the limits, the limits of my mind
I'll stay awake all night it will take
A pleasant shade of madness will heal me
And now it's time to pray for me.