Vampires and werewolves kept me up last night,
thinking about the dream that I could not have.

I've spend the night looking for the stars,
and it looks like demons did paint the sky.

I can't see your eyes.

I'm stuck in winter, the snow doesn't stop from falling.
The sun starts to raise, it's in the middle of the sky.
The flowers starts to appear under the snow,
and it turns into crystal water over their silky petals,
but my soul still under snowflakes.

Cold, cold, cold, miss your warm lips,
Even that they felt like vodka in my scars.

You were always there, my constant bittersweetness.

I dreamed Tinkerbell throw fairy dust into my feet,
so I could dance over the crystallized ice,
like I would never die.

Tell my blood to come back,
My spirit is leaving me,
frozen in time, forever and always trying to reach the light.

Porcelain skin, let me write.

As if life were a morbid taxidermist,
playing like we were little butterflies.
Let me fly out of the glass.

"Creo que jugué con su corazón,
por miedo a provocarle dolor.

Mantuve viva un ilusión,
que debía extinguirse sin demora.

Creí que el amor podía ser para mi.

Decidir mantener un amor en un mundo onírico,
sin de volver el sentimiento al lugar donde moraba.

Miedo, siempre miedo.
Cobardía, siempre cobardía.

Atado a mi frustración.
Cansado del dolor,
sin embargo procurandolo sin control.

El amor no es para mí.
No se sí le ame.

Solo no quería hacer sufrir a un corazón,
un corazón que contenía un sentimiento tan hermoso.

Mantenerlo intacto, 
conservarlo, un amor que amaba a alguien a quien no conocía.

Una sombra, un anhelo.

Se desvanece y cae por entre mis dedos."-Dimitry

Darkness(I)

Darkness has always been my personal magnet.
The voice that whispers in the dark of my sleep.

Light is claiming my bones.
But darkness has always been my owner.
It calls me at night.

I try to dream about pale wings, but my mind always get me into the misty woods.
It smirk is dark, it gives me goosebumps. It makes my mind fly away from my body,

Its lust calling for my flesh, dance me to the edge.

It dress my hair with crowns of dead flowers.
It calms my thirst with blood.
It dress me up with princess dresses, dead princesses.

It murdered the kings and queens, and now all that is left are just old and sad stories.

But the shoes I'm dancing on are nasty, and my mind doesnt wanna come back.

It sucked my blood like a snake, and drained the life of my veins, it killed the dreams in my eyes.
I'm and empty doll, flying in a dirty room, waiting for the light to knock my door, to tell it to go away.

I'm a sinner, I kissed a dirty snake, I have broken porcelain skin.

I don't like Babylon, I want to feel your cold touch again, in my mind, my sick mind.

Oh! and those looks that we gave each other, I will never be able to forget how you burned my mind.

Oh! dear lover, you know I always have milk and cookies for you, there, downstairs.
But I don't want you to burn my home.

Dance me to the end, but I don't wanna welcome you to burn my crystal castle.

Oh Lord, oh Lord, what have I done?
You know my door is always half open, for the dirty darkness, my mind is weak, and bones are made of sand.

Cold fingers going down my backbone, and bittersweet whispers.

You already know youre not welcome, but my mind will always greet you with ecstasy.

Silk Blankets

I dreamed I fell in love with a stranger.

A soul I never knew, no face, no name.

Lying under the stars, silk blankets between us, no touch.

No touch, just our eyes looking inside of each other, no touch.

I loved how it burned, how your look danced over my skin.

How you cuddle me with your look, no touch.

It felt real, not over my skin, just inside my mind.

I loved the doors of your soul.

Just lying over the silk blankets, under the cold stars, with this warm feeling, no touch.

I dreamed that you didn’t love me anymore, Oh dear strange soul!

No face, no name, there’s no more beauty in your soul, no touch.

The only thing I can feel is your essence in this silk blankets.

I loved how your absence felt in my soul, it burned, it was real, real in my dreams.

I only dream about love, I feel it in my dreams, I don’t need flesh, no touch.

Run little girl (Nightmares)

She is the little girl with the purple little dress,
with the tiny, little smile, with her black short hair as a pearl.

She is the little girl, that the grey big monster hunts,
with it's terrifying big horns.

She runs and runs, she tried not to cry.
Her little, tiny smile starts to fade, he keeps it in his mind anyways.

She run and run, she met the fairies and ask them for dirty wings.
They laugh and laugh.
Do you want wings, little girl?
We'll give you dirty wings, little girl.

She is the little girl with the purple little dress,
with the tiny, little smile that starts to fade, with her black short hair as a pearl.

They laugh and laugh, let's see how it works for your tiny mind....

She tried to learn how to fly, but there was no time,
The grey big monster is seeking for her, with it's voice as thunder tells her:
"Let's play hide and seek" "Hide your bones, I'll seek your soul".

She runs and runs, but her legs are shaking,
She can hear how the wind blow between the big horns of her nightmares.
Her tears dont let her breath.

She asked for help to the little fairies, but they had dissapeared in the black mist.

The sky is grey she hides behing and old tree, the big tree is sleeping,
It's late night, the grey big monster is seeking.

She hides hersefl inside the old tree, the grey big monster can't smell her fear.

And she tried, and tried, finally she learned how to fly.

"Dirty little wings don't let me down."
But she felt into the ground.
Her bottom lip is bleeding, the grey big monster smells her fear.

It's snowing, she's saking, it's so cold.

She is the little girl with the dirty purple little dress,
with the tiny, little smile that has faded, with her black short hair as a pearl, with dirty broken wings on her back.

She runs, she's tired, she's crying, she tried to call for someone.
She thought the lights in the trees will guide her home, but all of them
had been turn off.

She is now all alone. The little fairies who laught at her are gone, and the mosnter is close.

Run.

Hide, hide, you already know, how this will end.

Tristis Vultu

Intentar detener la decepción...

Imposible detenerme ante esta linea...

Invisible para los ojos de mi alma...

El dolor es la única garantía que tengo de sentirme viva...

Al otro lado del espejo....

Mas cálido que mi corazón....

La sonrisa que nunca tuve....

La esperanza....

Ante su mirada triste....

Imposible parar este sentimiento....

Imposible parar el sentimiento de cometer una futura decepción...

Se que tienes un deseo...

Se tu deseo, escondido en un corazón de oro...

Brillar..

Brillar, una meta por alcanzar...

Un paso hacia adelante, 30 hacia atrás..

Detente, no te alejes...

Un deseo.. solo uno...

Nombrada como "El hada de Oro"

Un temor..

Tocarte y convertirte en piedra...

Sentirte una vez... para dejarte marchar.. como si nunca hubieras existido, como si nunca te hubiera tenido... nunca te tuve...

Un muro invisible dentro de su mente y corazón..

Un muro impenetrable...

Ha pasado tiempo, un largo y tenebroso tiempo...... Uno de los dos se marcho...
Y algo se extinguió, te he visto, pero tu a mi no.
Que ha ocurrido?

El tiempo ha pasado, un largo y tenebroso tiempo....
Y me pregunto como siguen tus sombras?
Sigues ahogando tus penas en la soledad de la noche fría?

Aun perdura el recuerdo en su mente? O su memoria se ha teñido de negro?

Lo siento, no sabes como lo siento.....

Las estaciones han cambiado, nunca podremos alcanzar ese lucero.
Me gustaría saber que la sonrisa de alguien a cambiado tu mirada.

Y una extraña fiebre se apodera de mi piel, recorre mi cuerpo.
Y el blanco de la nieve nubla mis ojos, estas lejos, has sido robado por la dulce distancia.

Y parece ser cierto, la felicidad no es un cuento.

Stars

Every little thing talk
to me.
The little butterflies, the blue sky.

The sun talks to me.
I can't believe that you don't want me to want the stars.
Haven't you see how they shine?!

Can I take them without the moon?

I'm not even asking for a first and last dance with her...

I only wanna dance a bals with the stars in your eyes, 'till I die.

Can I place them there?

Will their grey light burn me up?

I know their light have a shallow taste....

Why did you let that desire get into my heat?

I'm sorry for saying this shallows words, 
but I want some grey light in my sky.

Is that so bad?

Please, just stay, can we dance in the grey stardust?