I tried to make you understand that my body is not mine, my soul isn't mine, I am not mine...
I belong to the people who are confused and ****** up like me
I belong to those who envy a **** woman's mouth
For having an ****** dance with a piece of bread
I am not mine, I repeat
If you are yours then you are the enemy that I never want to be

Braid your hair and hug your mother's photograph tight,
Flashbacks, bitter-sweet memories, old friends, lovers and comrades.
The battlefield awaits you, needs you, grieves you,
now is your final chance to fight.

You ask me to revolt, fight, and demand freedom.
It makes me laugh because I am free yet I am in chains.

Let the rain descend and sacralize the blood-stained earth
Let it veil the martyr's body and wash his mudded face
Let it be destructive, let it collapse the skyscrapers as we rebirth
Let the lighting streak the sky, let the thunder play its music as the winds dance with grace
Dance with me, collide your body with mine, let us become one and let us fight the overgrowing darkness
This is the last fight, the only chance to revive Winter and to create Spring

Once upon a time, a little girl met god.
she wanted him to be her f riend,
but he told her to leave immediately, "it's dark and cold and dear I am old for you, leave."
And she ran.
Years later, god saw the little girl
but she changed, wrinkles and dark circles.
he whispered in her ear, "let's be friends"
she laughed and laughed and laughed
and screamed,
"It's dark and cold and you know nothing. Die already."

merciless nightmares I created,
In my own realm of hatred
A seemingly endless darkness i invaded
But I came out, torn and jaded.
I had a firm grip on the bones and flesh of a dead man,
His corpse alienated me, made me inhuman,
Like ether, colourless, lifeless. Hence, from myself I ran.
I found myself in a serene place,
I called it paradise.
Provided me with hot water, washing away the sleepless cold nights.
There are colds parts in me,
And the darkness is always there,
In moments of loneliness, in moments of despair.
I am alone yet the downfall of my hopes accompanies me.
I have one desire,
I strive to kindle a fire using my heap of ashes,
My heap of shattered desires.