Y es que vuelves a mis pensamientos
Que sera esto que estoy sintiendo ?
Como cuando el mar golpea con olas fuertes
Entras derrepemte, sin avisar a mi mente.

Sombra que me persige que no puedo palpar
Te pienso, te siento y casi que te puedo tocar
Mas tocarte es solo ideas, parte de una fantasia
Ilogica, demente, pero sera erronea mi agonia?

Es que vienes y te vas
Y apareces una vez mas
Eres sombra oscura
La vida se me hace dura!

Pero esa sombra es a veces Brillante
Es la luz de tu belleza sin duda despampanante
Y me olvido si tu presencia hace mi vida dura
Porque mi ilucion de verte, es fantasia que perdura

Oh, Howling Wind,
Rupture my senses.
Freeze them.
Walk through them.
**** them.
Ashen them.
Erase them in the slides of a past catacomb.
A fragile memory it is,
Falling into the dark closed of the Beneaths.
Folded into its darker flab.
Be my accomplice in the helms.
Up till the hems,
Drag me into the deeper,
Make me another you.
A part of you.
A synechdoche.
A part of your whole.
Just a mere part.
Then, pull me to the core.
Into that black.
Sear me first.
End me with a scar.
Rain me.
Cleanse into me.
For the last sepulcher.
For the last dirge.
For that last sweet hymn.
Of the awls sealed into my ruptures.
Of my torn cartilages.
Of my scattered distastes.
Of my oblivated conscience.
the symphony of my pain.
Sing with me.
Howl within me.
Rush through me.
Be my paroxysm. My mirage and Ilucion.
Be my vortex.
And my, reason.
My wail and my groan.
My facade and my heave.
Sear me in your wrath to be the wraith of vengeance.
Reach out for the darker.
Shout out with me.
Take me with you.
Hurricane me in your divine dance.
To the Up above. Fuse in me.
Impregnate me.
Blend in.
Diffuse  me to dissolve in you.
Just howl till you die, with me.
My sweet love.

Although not willing to accept
I can not deny
You are my reason loss
The reason for my ilucion
however
Once more
It will end
Unable to avoid
Although I do not ignore what
Fear not know how?

Si el amor es ciego, la pacíon se apaga...
Si el corazón es ciego, el mundo nuestro muero.
Si alguna vez me amastes, perdiste la ilucion.
Si alguna vez me quisiste, tu corazón muerio.
Si alguna vez me deceastes, me fallates.
Pero si me amas. Solo estas confundida...