Letra de Labes did not come...yet

The face in the mirror fullfilled with thinking sometimes I can hear her feel my soul shrinking Flame from planet night empty blackness there ran away with sight on the shores of fear Sertainty torn away from my cacrimula Larva, please lock my hate come help me now I remain like lacer beneeth the waniny moon I can never hate her not even after what she's done Insperatum malum - clamor excepit howlings no-one can hear the mirror bursts with the power of my lyre end this thurst Fulfill my journey the seek of balans between our worlds here again? when shall we dance like a badtrown spear Am I the nocance (Sapiens animo samper excubat)