: And when I collapsed on the porch of your father's house You took my hand and quickly covered my mouth And said, "Now there won't be any last words
And when I collapsed on the porch of your father's house You took my hand and quickly covered my mouth And said, "Now there won't be any last words.
Slaughter. Mayhem. Skeletons all around. Broken swords. Battlefields. I glimpse into no-man's land. We are all dead! Full moon rising towards the massive
Tradução: La Fuente. Ruinas de la belleza (una oda al arte de la autodestrucción, Epílogo).