Fantasma

I thought the time I spent
Was what condemned you to heal your wounds...

And I know it’s not, that your soul awoke
To bring us pain, showing us your wrath...

Full moon that poisons the urge to run,
We’ll fight together until the end
Like a wolf devouring my own feast,
I’ll howl until the end...

The end of waiting has come, with it the agitation...
Watching how the moon wins the war against the sun.

Residual ghost
In the vital sphere,
To bring death to the day,
To bring death to the day,
To give it its sweet agony...

Full moon that poisons the urge to run,
We’ll fight together until the end
Like a wolf devouring my own feast,
I’ll howl until the end
Like a wolf devouring my own feast,
We’ll howl until we see you flee...

Infamous, traitor of dreams that the air swept away.
I know that in the end of your last days you’ll regret...

And ask your god to save your sins
And grant you absolution.
And I’ll think that the reward is your salvation...