Beto Vazquez Infinity

The Night is coming the cold penetrates me
A real kiss can be deadly like a large wound,
Would you mind dying after feeling the passion of a pure love?
Easy is to pray every night.
Difficult to find faith in small things, even if you're not alone
I'm digging to the past, searching for a mind state, revealing the truth inside
When I look into the mirror I don't seek for what I was.
Rainy afternoon
Under cloudy sky
A destroyed heart
Where the Shadows Fall
If yesterday I ripped your feelings with delicate words
While you woke up feeling real faith I stroke your hope,
The magic of your hands were like the thunder in where I fainted.
If yesterday I ripped your feelings
While you woke up
With delicate words filled with hope,