Learning the beautiful Art of play Violine....

A morte não é o fim de tudo,

Para o caminho das estrelas,

Nossas almas se encaminham.

Para a balança de Anúbis, nosso espírito

Vai passar...

Nossas virtudes, proezas e bem-feitorias

Vão ser pesadas.

E para o caminho do paraíso,

Nos braços da Deusa-Mãe descaçar...

High Hopes (Pink Floyd Cover) Nightwish

Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the long road, long down to the causeway
Do they still meet there by the cut
There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The nights of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide
but the highest altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

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Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
though down this road we've been so many times

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and

Quando o último raio de luz,

Abandonar o céu...

As Bruxas surgirão

Para venerar

A Transformação

E o Amor esquecidos...

O Renascer da Bruxaria surge,

Como uma criança no ventre de uma

Mulher

Relógio

O tempo passa...
a dor aumenta...
e eu aqui parada...Esperando..
O relógio já não conta mais o tempo, mas sim, a dor de teu sofrimento...
que eu fico aqui a me regozijar...Na dor de lhe ver
Esperando a sua Rainha, maldita princesa....
Serva da morte...