Gleydson ev ANGELista Profane Love ( Prod. Disheartened, Melancholic Black Metal)

Melody by Disheartened Lyrics by Gleydson Evangelista in anger to hurt me in anger to consume me they made me sick faking the holy name In the trine that makes speak the same sky as hell reach His folding will sink me in a celebrated haze of thugs if everything makes me with these prayers a plot if all I see I do not understand And everything does not suit Checking how long it will take. Luck goes on wandering in the past. Where I want is soft. Wearing the Illusion After some years The most profane days to the times will bring Where I want is soft. Wearing the Illusion After some years The most profane days to the times will bring if everything makes me with these prayers a plot if all I see I do not understand And everything does not suit Checking how long it will take. Luck goes on Wandering in the past. Where I want is soft. Wearing the Illusion After some years The most profane days to the times will bring The end of the afternoon was approaching I sleepy, my last visitors I walked among the gra