Aquelarre

I found the end
in this way
The questions were
my dust
in a blind crime

The thruth was a big lie
No ways in Hell
No life in dreams

Across the mirror
is the way to Hell
I wasted my chance

I never felt
your words again
My passions were
my deathIn a whisper

The thruth was a big lie
No ways in Hell
No life in dreams

Across the mirror
is the way to Hell
I wasted my chance

Across the night
is the way to Death
I wasted my chance
No ways in Hell

Across the mirror
is the way to Hell
I wasted my chance
No ways in Hell