Batalhasepoesias
The cursed one

I’m the wraith of hatred
the specter of oblivion
nothing to fear, nothing to lose
my blade is the soul-eater
in the battlefield I’m the angel…
the angel of death the last seen
the last standing, washed in blood
walking upon corpses
cracking bones beneath my boots
my  are eyes glowing grey of anger
I’m the avenger ,the warrior the bloodstained.
Argarwean the cursed one they call me.

Tributo a batalha

Trucide,chacine ,despedace
chame o massacre
aos deuses invoque
pague o preço em sangue
esporeei , estale o chicote
arremesse, golpeie , rasgue.

Crossway

I’m in the crossway
halfway  to the darkness
halfway to oblivion
cause I’m breaking down
 losing my mind and soul
I can’t chose a way now
 I’ve lost my compass
my guide was a star
but it shines no more in my sky.

New Phyrexia


In the world of iron and steel
machines are everywhere
there’s no place to weak
there’s no place for emotions
This oil came to infect and corrupt
no metal or flesh can resist
Welcome to new Phyrexia!

Berserker

Raise your fist to the skies
Stamp your feet on the ground
breathe  heavily  this cold breeze
hear the war drums
beating in symphony with your heart
Sing your battle cry
Hold on tight your shield
Lose your mind,fall in berserker mode
Give to the gods gifts in blood
Fight or die!

Her Kiss…

Her eyes were dark
like crow’s wings
her shining white smile
like a flower of spring
her  pale rose lips
 was just a trick
to hide her
zealous kiss
I’ll never forgive myself
if
I had not tasted them!

Road

How far road goes on?
One year later the same name
thousand miles away
different states , people and feelings
 in some way I feel better this time
 next year I want to return .

Espelho de prata

Ho guardato indietro
e lì sul lontano orizzonte
Ho visto la mia vita
Mi piace il posto
  Vedo la gente
Devo fare molto
questo volo spettrale
mi porta via.
  L’argento a specchio
rispecchiano i miei desideri
rispecchiano la mia anima.

Bright Half

So this  is how I feel to be free ?
darkness it’s surrounding of me
 artificial smiles that’s all I give
 pretending  to be what is not me
 so  I kiss the lips of the lies
 to feel how to be free
this is not me…
only  lies you can see
 in this bright half of me.