Is there a light at the end of the road?
Is there a guide to lead my soul?
Find me a hell to burn all my sins
Find me a heaven to meet all my friends
But I don't know, if there is such
But I know, that I live on
In the eternal fire I torture my kin
High in the clouds all I do is sing
My demons fight the endless war
My angeles battle not so afar
Hidden in the shadows lies what remains
a broken heart and a hopeless face
crawling blind in broken glass
filled out of memories from the past
the old deeds
with my opium dreams
piercing my hands with painful flashbacks
Is there a light at the end of the road?
Is there a guide to lead my soul?
Find me a hell to burn all my sins
Find me a heaven to meet all my friends
but I don't know, if there is such
but I know, that I live on
Chanting in chorus
with the cherubims
my arpe is broken
and I can't sing
I wake up in my bed
sweeting cold blood
my hands are marked
my soul is sore
my heart stops
and that's when it’s done
I'll go to find a heaven
I'll go to find a hell
one for my soul
and one for my sour
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En la memoria de mi amado primo Jose
The end of the road
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Publicado por
Randall WiseWolf Padilla
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