We are your saviors.
We are your protectors.
We are your heroes.
If te unisciti us,you pledge yourself worthy.Worthy to protect every single living species.Even if it costs your life.
Once your in your in ...and there's no gettig out. Our secrets are sacred,our discoveries valuable. We hold the key to things that,to the human eye are unreal. But to us their not because we know the truth. And so will you.
It is your choice, take it o leave it. If te are a true protector te will pass the test.
We welcome all, to the Protection. Choose your path correctly and then let it be.
We are your protectors.
We are your heroes.
If te unisciti us,you pledge yourself worthy.Worthy to protect every single living species.Even if it costs your life.
Once your in your in ...and there's no gettig out. Our secrets are sacred,our discoveries valuable. We hold the key to things that,to the human eye are unreal. But to us their not because we know the truth. And so will you.
It is your choice, take it o leave it. If te are a true protector te will pass the test.
We welcome all, to the Protection. Choose your path correctly and then let it be.
I was born, yet I felt as though I lived before.
I breathed, though I struggled for the air that would keep me sane.
I ate Cibo and drink, but I still craved for more.
I slept, but I was still awake and pulsing with energy inside.
I made my first friend, but I knew I would have to say goodbye sometime.
I felt fear, even though my head was streaming with it already beforehand.
I felt joy, yet my body ached of pain and sorrow.
I wept, but my tears tasted of sweet wine instead of seasalt.
I ran through the light of the morning sun, though my spirit raced into the wild night.
I dreamed of Heroes and happiness, knowing however that it was an illusion upon waking up.
I looked into eyes of beauty, only to see them wash away the successivo day.
I fell weak and frail, but my spirit strengthened the loss.
I reached for hands of help, only to have them drag me down.
I closed my eyes, to see the light.
...to thus being born again...
I breathed, though I struggled for the air that would keep me sane.
I ate Cibo and drink, but I still craved for more.
I slept, but I was still awake and pulsing with energy inside.
I made my first friend, but I knew I would have to say goodbye sometime.
I felt fear, even though my head was streaming with it already beforehand.
I felt joy, yet my body ached of pain and sorrow.
I wept, but my tears tasted of sweet wine instead of seasalt.
I ran through the light of the morning sun, though my spirit raced into the wild night.
I dreamed of Heroes and happiness, knowing however that it was an illusion upon waking up.
I looked into eyes of beauty, only to see them wash away the successivo day.
I fell weak and frail, but my spirit strengthened the loss.
I reached for hands of help, only to have them drag me down.
I closed my eyes, to see the light.
...to thus being born again...
umm ciao guys sorry i have not postato anything in so long I got major Scrivere block and had to wait untill all of my expertise came back to me.
I seek a release
from the pain that I feel
Inside my cuore there is only
Anger, betrayal and sadness!
Lonliness is a terrible thing
with no-one to see the state that Im in
my head is spinning think im gonna be sick
oh please god
send me someone I can relate to
I cant trust my mum shes to far gone
cant trust my dad hes just an culo
If i cant trust my family who can i trust?
Inside my chest is a hole
where my cuore once was
My mum cruelly tore it out
and then stamped all over it!
I was only a child
burdened with adult responsibilities!
and inside that hole
If te can see past all of the scars
te will see my suppresed heart!
I seek a release
from the pain that I feel
Inside my cuore there is only
Anger, betrayal and sadness!
Lonliness is a terrible thing
with no-one to see the state that Im in
my head is spinning think im gonna be sick
oh please god
send me someone I can relate to
I cant trust my mum shes to far gone
cant trust my dad hes just an culo
If i cant trust my family who can i trust?
Inside my chest is a hole
where my cuore once was
My mum cruelly tore it out
and then stamped all over it!
I was only a child
burdened with adult responsibilities!
and inside that hole
If te can see past all of the scars
te will see my suppresed heart!