SI VIS PACEM
K*LoMnY et tout ce qui s'en suit...
DEUS MEUMQUE JUS
Why dreaming of what is Grace When your life fills of misery, When you betray your way to Ace ? 'Cause your eyes won't cease to see. Will follow you again your memory. Only pride in the lows rooms of Nowhere, Their doors can't open to an Elsewhere. No more eternity, no place for creed, Passion mislays, it's our burden to bleed. Tentation, a whore, took me by the hand, She killed me slowly with poisoned brown sand.