Lletres: Annulation. Burning Time. Away.

The world in a time
No anwser of sensibility
Cross the soul of death
Burning time is here

The world in a painfull time
The sky is turning grey
The sun is going black
The moon is going burn


Why don't hear it?
Why don't feel it?
Why don't see it?
Why don't change it?

Why don't here it?
Why don't feel it?
Why don't see it?
Why don't change it?


Enemy, enemy, enemy....

Burn the enemys
Kill the enemys
Damed!!!!