city of the damned

This is my city…
Creeping memories of nights staring
At the window watching a raper raping
and Innocent teenager and pointing the finger
To me saying”you tell someone you’re next”

Everytime I get out of home the smell
Of a corpse next to the door
A drunk…
A poor soul…thinking that he can escape problems by getting drunk

While I am walking l I see the next door
women with her son on her arms screaming for help
” please help me my son doesnt breathe !”
No one helps…for what? She’s not gonna pay them so no one cares

Along the way a guy runs agaisnt an old granny…
He puts her in the ground and steal her purse…
There she is crying for someone to get the fucker…
No one helps…the cops are eating theyr donuts so they cant help….

Across the street you can see a little girl with blood on her shirt…
Her sister was ran over by a car…hit and run…asshole…
She is an orfan….her sister was everything she got…until now…
She is calling for help but the cops said”fuck off little bitch!”

So many tears…there she is holding her teddy bear sitted in the corner hiding in the shadows
At night…

Whores smoking her cigarettes with her skirts and tops
Waving to every car…

Idiots…thinking they were going to be models….

Her pimps stealing all the money…and holding the hand of a
Little inocent teenager crying with blood on her legs…first time…
with a fat prick hitting her until she fakes pleasure….

Behind the restaurant theres a homeless with his arm full of blood
Addicted asshole…every days dying with pleasure….cant wait to see him die with an overdose

People ask me” why so much hate?”
I haven’t got any reason to love…
Hate this city…full of sin…
Hate this people…full of ignorance…
Hate this world….so full of shit…
Hate myself…for letting the only one I love dying while she gets raped in front of my window…

picture of her

The moon is the reason for my vision to exist
Because it lights up every dark soul around me
Every time I turn around the moon is there
Showing me the steps of crying souls
Who died in the darkness lost in madness

The crows are the reason for my ears to hear
The screams of the demons calling for me
To enter in theyr world of sin and desire
Creating illusions in my mind and soul
Telling spells but the songs of the crows
Makes me continue my road

The road of her luxurius heart
A heart with a rose craved in her memories
Memories of a love dead in sorrow and sadness
Knifes in her heart by her betrayal

Her eyes crying tears of fear and pain
But her beauty covers her sorrow
Her green eyes reviving my life
Her lips full of lust

Creating wishes of me kissing her
The deadly sin of loving a muse
The muse of darkness
The muse of hell

The existence of so much love
Crawling in her grave
She is gone but this love
Will live in our past lifes

The Night Begins...

The history of my lonely day of my live
I just want to cry, but this it’s mine
I just want to bleed, but this it’s mine

And this darkness around me:
don’t let me fly,
don’t let my words came off,
don’t let the sun shine

And this shadows underneath me:
turn myself in dark,
like a broken glass
watch each steps of mine

And this dark clouds on top of me:
drop tears that never dry
make me sad, like a fake face
will the blotch be fine

My head it’s full with so much darkness, heavy with so muck shadows and free with so many clouds. Is this Happiness?

Just to think that The Night just begins…