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"The world was all before them, where to choose
Their place of rest, and providence their guide:
They hand in hand with wandering steps and slow,
Through Eden took their solitary way"

John Milton - Paradise Lost

hypocrisy - let the knife do the talking

Let the Knife Do the Talking

Are you blind to see me?
I think I know what you need.
I crucify you for your disbelief.
Buried lies that you kept
I pull it out of your flesh
and you will never sing again.

I am God.
I am the only one.
You need me.
Put your trust in me

Let the knife do the talking.
I'm gonna set you free.
Let the knife do the talking.
I wanna see you bleed.

I'll give you open-heart.
Give you pleasure.
And you will say no.
Just put your faith in me.
You seek salvation.
I am the one that you need.
I'll bring you ?your century.?

I am God.
I am the only one.

Let the knife do the talking.
I'm gonna set you free.
Let the knife do the talking.
I wanna see you bleed.

So, I'm on a mission to heal the world for good.
And some don't just stand in my way.
Don't get in my way!
Kill. Kill. Kill. [repeat in background]
Let the knife do the talking.
Let the knife do the talking.

Let the knife do the talking.
I'm gonna set you free.
Let the knife do the talking.
I wanna see you bleed.

Let the knife do the talking.
Just believe in me.
Let the knife do the talking.
I wanna see you bleed.

November's Doom - The Pale Haunt Departure

Born upon angelic dirt
we crawl from filth to rise
Speak my name for the sake of life
For this creed will slowly turn

Light escapes this shell of mine
The pale haunt departure
A dying wish to rise again
And leave behind a scarecrows fate

Only those who have suffered long
Can find the light within the shadows
A first hand trial of mislead hope
For this is the day of our wake

Light escapes this shell of mine
The pale haunt departure
A dying wish to rise again
And leave behind a scarecrows fate

So I rise above to look below
and see the shedding coil
The ascension process to reunite
my passion for life through pain

Your trust in faith

Light escapes this shell of mine
The pale haunt departure
A dying wish to rise again
And leave behind a scarecrows fate

fantasmas

porquê?
porque sou revesitado
pelos fantasmas das perdas?
porque me tentam
com seu fogo-fátuo
iludir-me a uma sensação
de calor
onde apenas o frio da noite
é o meu conforto?

porque tentam
com parca luz
iluminar a escuridão
quando a luz que lançam
não destroi
mas antes realça
as sombras de horror

porque tentam
com carícias
aquecer
um coração moribundo
se têm as mão
cadavericamente frias?

deixem-me
oh fantasmas
de sentimentos
ignóbis
deixem-me
viver
morrer
em paz
em solidão