Leg ciori de gard!

When i feel the touch of death..
When i dream at night about the broken wings..
The wings of what there used to be angels..
Angels that came here and never left..

They said they missunderstood love..
They said they were blinded by the beauty of your eyes..
They exorcized the deamons from your heart..
They purified the blackness of your soul..

They left you pure and fresh..
They burned the path that glides toward your soul
They uncovered the sadness, and they’ve hidden the touch of death
Now all i got is you, beneath and underneath of what you were suppose to be ..

The true essence of your real soul.
The light that shines the magic of the darkness..
The green that brings the breath of life..
The life that brings the hope of human kind…

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