I though that I can see me laughing,
than I can see me like them...
But I`m not this way...
My way is powerful, deep and burning
My way is brother of Pain, and the both are my growth...
Don´t look at me Like an ordinary man,
I´m a lot of things away from that;
I´m a wolf over cold mountains,
A phoenix on the top of Vulkano...
Don´t look at me just like people,
I´m so much more than that!
I have to pay the Pain, the cost of my Freedom
I have to burn them everyday
until their masks are falled
and the greatest battle I´ve won
I love like a fire crow, a blowing nightly raven;
with explosive dreams, on a terrific land...
with spoiled handas into the scarlet bleeding
