Perpetual Disgrace

An strange god
covered with white light.
trying to show us the way
mystic in perpetual disgrace.

One sinful hand
take the seeds of vengeance
making a hole in the sky
with feels of desolation

Long and silent road
the gardens without angels
face to face the demons of age
change the days in a complex way.

Mirror of lost smiles
window to the soulless
All the thoughts corrupted and sad
are the parts of a theatre in shades.