A rain of sadness over the palace
An unfortunable Queen
Down on her bloody kneels
Praying to her immature God, sited in the broken throne
Who would help a Queen without Kingdom?
Laying on the grey floor
The red tears, wich are filling up in her death
The air is beginning to be cold
The sanity is escaping from her fingers
A violent shiver over her body
Her painfull voice screams for an answer to her pray
The immature god finally ask, Dramma Queen, the suicide isn´t enough for you?
Dios, me encanta *.* cada frase... especialmente la ultima:
ResponderEliminar"The immature god finally ask, Dramma Queen, the suicide isn´t enough for you?"
Es genial ^^ ah, y el dibujo es precioso.
PD: contra, te gusta The Gazette :D y Miyavi(aunque no lo oigo mucho).
En fin, nos vemos! ^^