the dead can dance
senses cold, hands in blood
it stains the floor
"move ye can no more!" ye shout
but it cannot hear ye plea
and like in those geas of old
it reaches your throat
kills ye three-fold
and yet ye still walk
the dead can walk
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The Children Of Janus by Guilherme Garcia & Ivan Dutra is licensed under a Creative Commons Atribuição-Uso Não-Comercial-Vedada a Criação de Obras Derivadas 2.5 Brasil License.
TIME DESTROYS EVERYTHING
Ramble On, Light Son
Father son,
My feet follow the inevitable Road
But blocked by a big wall
A mirror on that wall shows
No face, no paths:
The white veil covers it
Between past and future
Dark sun rises
Dark night leaves
Shine, light son.
Amen
My feet follow the inevitable Road
But blocked by a big wall
A mirror on that wall shows
No face, no paths:
The white veil covers it
Between past and future
Dark sun rises
Dark night leaves
Shine, light son.
Amen
Amen ho, Dark Son
father once told
"we are memories and hope"
as our shadows grow old
we trade doubt for stone
there is no room for hope
in the road to doom
and indeed we walk this highway
there is nowhere to flee
and you may pray
but no one will hear your plea
amen
"we are memories and hope"
as our shadows grow old
we trade doubt for stone
there is no room for hope
in the road to doom
and indeed we walk this highway
there is nowhere to flee
and you may pray
but no one will hear your plea
amen
Minions
The Children Of Janus by Guilherme Garcia & Ivan Dutra is licensed under a Creative Commons Atribuição-Uso Não-Comercial-Vedada a Criação de Obras Derivadas 2.5 Brasil License.
3 comments:
Parece uma espécie de oração... tem algum tipo de música pra acompanhar? pelo ritmo, senti uma espécie de batida cadenciada... talvez tambores?
Bem legal!
it's a sort of prayer
pelo menos é assim que ela ecoa na minha cabeça
Looooved it... Great, indeed.
So musical... ever thought about composing? transforming them into songs?
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