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Dreaming I find my self

in a dismal land

where blood flows like rivers.

In this night darkened by a turbid moon

Death is in ambush on life

she shouts her immense supremacy

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I only have one choice

to surrender or to fight....fight!

I only have one choice

to fight or to die....fight!

Is my faith already sealed?

What is it?....What is it?

I can´t see Her

but I feel Her malefic presence

my obsession doesn't give peace to my soul.

I can´t leave from my nightmare

´cause my mind is very weak

and Her power is invincible.

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Her vice drags myself

to that impossible border

to that indefinite place.

Here I can see those chains

that bind the Death herself

to destiny of the world.

Suddenly, I wake up

and as I look around

I notice that nothing has changed.

We irresponsibly

nourish the evil with which

the Death feeds herself.

Now, how can we expect

that dreaming won´t became a nightmare

and waking up won´t become to die....die!