In The Beginning: 1. Ars moriendi (Julio 1992) - One less
I have died for the mirror in which I no longer see myself I have died without knowing who I was bent before that image of mine which I so hated.
View ArticleIn The Beginning: 2. Ars moriendi (Julio 1992) - My own knell
I´m a cry in a bottle crashed against a wall of bones the mirror reflects a crowd of faces without a side to my poor thoughts. I dig in my flesh to bury my soul that sickening truth eternity is real I...
View ArticleIn The Beginning: 3. Ars moriendi (Julio 1992) - White coffins
A human form with no time to cry his fresh skin now begins to rot became a corpse in the dawn of life none expected it, death has no hour. An early sorrow loaded by impotence Soul scars that never...
View ArticleIn The Beginning: 4. Ars moriendi (Julio 1992) - The nausea
Dismenbered soul, I always knew you would never be prepared for this In self-contemp you loose your name falling in a point of nothingness. Disguise your body to hide your shame avoiding my revealing...
View ArticleIn The Beginning: 6. Boundaries of insanity (Abril 1991) - Intro
To live is a constant and beautiful destruction To live is to hurt
View ArticleIn The Beginning: 9. Boundaries of insanity (Abril 1991) - Deserved land
Under the cold storms of blood the corpses are broken Lost innocent remnants will be shake with roaring thunders The rumbling is going greater, uncontrolable violence, dragging behind it the holes of...
View ArticleIn The Beginning: 10. Boundaries of insanity (Abril 1991) - Inner death
Voices without mouth invoking my name by whispers from inside Turning slowly and painly my eyes backwards my brain Shadows of fears I once forgot touch me again Relentless nightmares kill me awake they...
View ArticleIn The Beginning: 15. Ensayo (Septiembre 1993) - Birth of gods
...Man is just a time in space and crated god at his sighness and image...
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