Dreadful Outcome Testo

Fear arrived to pain´s thereshold At the end of the false path At the beginning of the black outcome Because right where you are There´s no air, but pressure Nor brightness neither light To lead your way Which is not a road But an unstoppable flow And it takes and submerges you Deep within yourself Without your beeing aware About how useless yelling is But you do it anyway Slowly getting mad Possibly wondering about mercy Or about a holy forgiveness Which will never arrive. Noone will grant you thy privilege Since it doesen´t belong to you The only thing of your own is the right to suffer Until you die in pain This is the legacy of your life The legacy of your rotten existance