Medieville

Morphine (burning mind)

Medieville
This infinite pain eat my soul
Destroy me slowly
Kill me second by second
Turning me fragile and dependent

I see shadows in everything
Everything turns around me
The world falls when I try awake up
And nothing make this stop

'A dor me tira o controle,
ela me tira as forças,
me deixa desesperado
e a Morfina me afasta disso tudo...'

Something that conforts me... Morfina
Something that helps me... Morfina
Something that calms me... Morfina
Something that infect me... DOR

I cannot control my flesh
I don't have forces to walk
My weaken arm hurt me to much
All in me die afetr irradiation

The rays that healing me
Debilitate my life
But save my body of total destruction
Even so this pain don't stop

My mind burns (Morfina)
My life destroys itself (Dor)
My soul loses itself (Morfina)
My hatred takes life (Dor)

My soul is divine as my body burning
I fall of the life top
And I sink in sweet nightmares
Disappearing in the mist formed for smoke
That leaves your bloody mind

Pure hate... Pure Pleasure

Bloody bodies that hide in the streets
Cutting their flashes with the silver lady
Threading throat below of your dirt lives
All hate and disdain that fell for...

My life... Pure pleasure

Running between quick cars
Cutting air, pulling out its invisible skin
Disdaining pain to die, to run
Falling in the deep one of the well of the fear

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