PANTRELOS

When it rains, Brings you memories, brings you tears, So you stay calm, stay awake all night long, Hear the tinkling sound, The bells toll, the bells of remembrance, And you, you can fell free, Free to read my feelings written on this piece of paper. Smell the muddy clay, the smell of fear, the fear to live, to die. Die for the love and the hidden hate inside you, And live another day to kill the inspiration in your life, Smell the blood from my unhealed wounds, Hear the sound of love, the sound of silence, The silence of a lover's eyes, the eyes of forgiveness, The forgiveness of death, and steal some breaths, now you can, Yo

Tired… Memories are like a portrait on an empty wall, Make no sense at all, Like a strange person with a sad smile. Painful goodbyes, long goodbyes, And the night lasts longer, A heartbreaking thought…your portrait on the wall. Alone holding your breath, The sunrise appears to smash your tired feelings, And so is your eyes, sleepy…closed. Afraid… The witness of your life is gone, She was totally the embrace of love. The world too beautiful for you, The sky closer to fly, First leave your wings. Moments have no meaning Now love tastes like blood, Bitter emotions…and tears sweet…of salvation. Escape so hard…better to love Be