my darling
my sweetest peace and dream
how many years have passed away
how many blood was spilled out
it seems to me
our cruel world not have a place for love
victims are crying here
and greedy executioners
that do not afraid
of God
they dancing with the Devil
no conscience can stop them
they have some many ways
of torment for your soul
they want to kill
they want to rip your throat
and this is not the end of worse
behind them stand an emptiness and death
their shoulders have that smell of cold
my darling
it seems to me
our cruel world not have a place for love
my sweetest peace and dream
can you resist?
confront all of these creatures
who feasting among the plague
I still have faith
you can get out of this cave
its time unsheathe your sharped sword
dont hide your fangs
i swear to God
your blade, that made of love
can beat an any sickness animal
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