Raging army flows in my mind
seeking answers reason needs to find
Holy secrets buried deep in
and a foul demon,the beast within.
Endless battles of wrong and right
the righteous boy in need to fight
A needless struggle ,the eyes of past
Scarlet velvet bullets,life scorching blast.
Though heart stays rotten,the body draws breath
yearning a hand,and not for its death
but twilight has fallen and dawn seems away
the Demon awakens and prowls for its pray.
And that is an outcome i dare not forsee
this masquarade's survivor i am bound to see
i wish i were a puppet, a nomad that howls,
an infested altar in this carnival of souls....
Moυ φαινεται η αρχη ειναι λιγο πιο αδυναμη απο το υπολοιπο...μηπως θελει αλλαγη??? και απο αγγλικα πως παει??? κανενας πιο ειδικος??
