Oh, Adam!.

These shadows have darkened.
The winter has fallen and the King has
been killed by the first man.

Oh, Adam, why do you wish such doom
upon our clouded souls?.
Oh, Adam, who is the demon
by your side?.

We walk shoulder by shoulder.
Our hope entwined with everlasting scar.
The canticle became the holy water
to all of unborn sins.

The essence of the God
is giving a secret note trough
the light of frosted leaves.

Expostulation echoes through the freedom.
They have blinded you by their own lies.
Thine eyes bleeding within the tears.
Spread your wings, and fly into the eternity.
The love, the passion, these secret desires
you leave behind with affliction and hesitation.
Go, child, and tear yourself apart…