Thrilium
Paulo Henrique
My heart cries for the screams in the wind
Blood of innocents drains on the ruins
I don’t know if I can raise my eyes
Anger and pain will fall down
All the killers who take me out
My home and my loves
Feel my brave and force
See your blood on my hands!
Let me out! Let me in! What is a gift to me?
My course is done, a new life I agreed
Return to the world and recover the wall
Together to fight, we must be strong!
One in three, one brings life to come home
Three leaves in thrilium
Three single ways joint in one destiny
The dark flower is done