The angel who was guarding me committed suicide today
Driven by the catharsis effect
On those who want to do good.
There’s only me and my inner demons
Maybe they got to the angels’ heaven,
I stayed in the demons’ inferno,
I’m ready to fight until the last redoubt,
I won’t be taken down easily, I’m as ready as a brute,
Still I wonder why he did this,
Why he thought he could no longer face it,
There can be many reasons, clenched teeth,
The angels no longer get their wings, they’re murdered.
We should crucify more Jesuses
To wash away the mountain of sins of some other brothers.
I can see in the dark, fairy-like glowing, the beast.
I hide my face but I risk my life,
I want the mist to vanish, Satan, begone!
I’m too blind to be transformed into a pillar of salt,
We should give it some time,
Maybe I’ll save you from a useless effort.
I see black before my eyes…I forgot the light
I’m waiting with my head held high for the curtain to come down
Clenching my fists and hoping
To be reunited with my angel.
Another dead angel, another deathly still bell,
Without too much effort, I’ll go.
Between a lifetime and a second
There’s not much difference and I don’t like it.
Another dead angel, other broken wings,
Let all the cherubims sing,
Another brother has gone,
Another light has gone out, don’t applaude!
Your angel hides when heaven emerges
But your soul returns the grain of good in life.
Good or evil, mere concepts, you or I live by concepts
Made of dozens of laws by smart girls.
Pure in my essence but maybe I swear when I’m crazy, I push and I shove,
Tur în prezenţă*, but, brother, I swear I’m not asking for mercy,
I take responsibility for my own deeds, they’re not all good, they’re not mostly bad,
Nobody can say it, nobody can stop me,
I’ve gone through all this and I’ve been punished for having lied,
I’ve stalked my soul, the angel is asleep, the demon has woken up.
Duality is natural, some souls kill in order to live,
Some people live so they could love, I know girls who love so they could live
Duality is natural, yet the third millennium man doesn’t want to admit it
You’re knocking on heaven’s gate with the hell’s fire in your atria and your ventricles
You’re standing on the edge after many passions and dangers,
You’re spreading your white wings to carry you above the chasm,
Feeble minds choose to go there where the evil comes from,
You’re going down, you realize you had failed the final test,
Do earthly things worth being paid for? You said it wrong.
The saints become myths through postum ceremonies,
There’s a masquerade ball, the demons in black suits lead the spirit,
Don’t let yourself be defeated by evil but not overcome by good either,
You yourself don’t know who you are, someday you’ll be surprised by your own self.
Another dead angel, another deathly still bell,
Without too much effort, I’ll go.
Between a lifetime and a second
There’s not much difference and I don’t like it.
Another dead angel, other broken wings,
Let all the cherubims sing,
Another brother has gone,
Another light has gone out, don’t applaude!