1.01.1994
Agony and Pain...
Agony and Pain...
Those who rest
on waves of life
will never die
with the arrival of death
Lonely hall of life that walks slowly
carrying on the hands a bleending world
that crosses the long mountains of death
where the tender moans of pain resound
Mads remains in lucid spirit
submerged by pain they will resurge
the dead winds of north
will destroy the tumultuous fountain of life
The heart in the moonlight of the dark night
will not pass of a terrible dream
every lament will rest
in the gravestone where anything will revive
Rui T.
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