Taken the long way
Dark realms I went through
I arrived
My vision's so c l e a r
In anger and pain
I left deep wounds behind
But I arrived
Truth might be changed by victory

Beyond the void but deep within me
A swamp of filth exists
A lake it was of crystal beauty
But Arda's spring went by

I've heard the warning
WELL CURSE MY NAME
I'LL KEEP ON LAUGHING
No regret
No regret

Don't fear the eyes of the dark lord
Morgoth I cried
All hope is gone but I swear revenge
Hear my oath

I will take part in your damned fate


I will always remember their cries
Like a shadow which covers the light
I will always remember the time
But it's past
I cannot turn back the time
I don't look back
There's still smoke near the shore

But I arrived
Revenge be mine

I   w i l l   t a k e  p a r t   i n   y o u r   d a m n e d   f a t e
Morgoth I cried
It's my oath
So don't fear the eyes
Of the dark lord

..Soon you will be free
Set your spirit free..

"Suddenly I realized
The prophecies
I've never believed in
My deeds were  w r o n g
I've stained the land
And slain my kin
Burning Soul
There's no release from my sins
It hurts
THE CURSE OF FEANOR RUNS LONG

                 Time and only time will tell us
      TELL!  Was I Right or Wrong?
                                                     ..When anger breaks through

I'll leave mercy behind"

I  w i l l   t a k e   p a r t   i n   y o u r   d a m n e d   f a t e

Morgoth I cried
It's my oath
So don't fear the eyes
Of the dark lord

 I will always remember their cries
               Like a shadow they'll cover my life
                                                                             But I'll also remember Mine
                                                             
                                                   After all I'm still Alive..


La maledizione che idiota mi lanciai da sola, ora mi lega ad un destino di ricordo.
E tutto si riassume nella semplicità da far esplodere il cervello.

E sono ancora Chiusa tra un riff e l'altro. Da qualche parte, intrappolata nell'incanto fastidioso di quel triangolo imperfetto.

Ho dovuto srotolare intonaco  di muro e spiatterlarlo umido sul foglio. Alla fine ci faccio quello che mi pare.