Slave to error, humanity,
forever and ever will be,
inequality, disillusionment,
the evil of its ambition has flourished.
Giving up its anxiety it insists on rebelling,
suffering from ignoring where the truth is hidden.
In each failure you will have left
a little piece of terror
and we continue to regret the error.
The one who will never die is the error ,
skates on the edge of temptation,
if it's good for me, it's bad for you,
could it be that two can't fit in the same place?
Closed at the thought that the truth does not exist,
We leave the illusion full of scars.
In each failure you will have left
a little piece of terror
and we continue to regret the error.
Life hardened to the foolish heart
filling it with thorns of courage,
time escaped, where no one saw
and they want to catch it
to take revenge, take revenge!
In every failure you will have left
a little piece of terror.
Lamenting. A little piece of terror.

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN