Incessant Torment

Standing and waiting for my day
Don't know why my thoughts are so empty
My soul feel the fear just too gloomy
It can be my revival past?
It can be the first angel i've embraced?
It can be the incessant torment!

Will I be the immortal wound
Will I take the last breath you've found
It's my way, my thoughts i've left for a whore
That whispers like a serpent bit more

What a big lie you attributed to me
God is like a stupid ideologie
Vision of hell and paradise that disgust me
Why have i to be ashamed for the one that i choose to be!

Will I be the immortal wound
Will I take the last breath you've found
It's my way, my thoughts i've left for a whore
That whispers like a serpent bit more

Lay for him, cry for him, down in your kness for him,
Call him, believe in him...
Just Illusion , your illusion.....no more!