quarta-feira, 10 de novembro de 2010

De volta, do/para o Inferno...

Surgem no horizonte hostes de querubins caídos, com uma música conhecida nos lábios... meu bom e velho hino:

"Helena, you came to me
When seemingly life had begun
Little did I know, then
Where this would go when this begun

Once I was free to fly
I didn't promise anything
This may well be goodbye

Don't ask why
Don't be sad
Sometimes we all must alter paths we planned
Only try to understand
I want to save you from the Lost and Damned

Although you hold me close
I feel retention arise
Just as a hint of fear like subtle clouds
In summer skies

Once in the moonlight
I can't explain
And I don't know, somehow we may reunite

Don't ask why
Don't be sad
Sometimes we all must alter paths we planned
Don't forget what we had
But let me save you from the Lost and Damned

Love means nothing to me... if there's a higher place to be...

Helena, don't you cry!
Believe me, I do this for you!
Hear my decision know
I will be gone tomorrow noon

My tale has just begun
Nothing can take my faith away
In my quest for the sun

Don't ask why
Don't be sad
Sometimes we all must alter paths we planned
Only try to understand
I want to save you from the Lost and Damned

Don't ask why
Don't be sad
Sometimes we all must alter paths we planned
Leave me behind, don't look back!
'Cause deep within you know I'm Lost and Damned!"

E, com um sorriso mórbido no rosto, eu sigo meu "doce" e pútrido caminho, cantarolando a melodia enquanto os anjos do inferno liberam suas vozes abissais em meus ouvidos...

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