Letra da Música The Dead Poet de Veuliah

THE DEAD POET


I wake up in a dark wild jungle
Alone and fearful of the unknown
Petrified by the images of that new world
I don’t even realize that I wasn’t in my own life

I walked to a hill and saw a poet calling me
He says he will guide me to a place of eternal suffering…
Eternal suffering

Impossible to express
The felling I had
In the journey through the hell
Of Dante’s memories

I won’t forget what I saw
Through the eyes that weren’t mine
The sword of the divine law
Leads eternal pain to all the nine

In the nine circles of disgrace
A living body talking to the deads
Demons with sadness on their faces
Punishes the sinner’s fleshes and heads

At last in the center of the Earth I was
Satan himself I finally found
After trespassing the sea of torturing ice
I saw Judas’s blood on the ground

Impossible to express
The felling I had
In the journey through the hell
Of Dante’s memories