Resurrection

"There was a time
When I could breath my life in you
One by one
Your pale fingers started to move
And I touched your face
And all life was erased
You smiled like an angel
(falling from grace)

We've been slaves to this love
From the moment we touched
And keep begging for more
Of this resurrection

We've been slaves to this love
From the moment we touched
And keep begging for more
Of this resurrection

You kissed my lips
With those once cold fingertips
You reached out for me
And oh how you missed
You touched my face
And all life was erased
You smiled like an angel
(falling from grace)

We've been slaves to this love
From the moment we touched
And keep begging for more
Of this resurrection

We've been slaves to this love
From the moment we touched
And keep begging for more
Of this
resurrection"

by HIM

Porque já nao acredito na ressurreiçao dos mortos. Nem de um ser muito poderoso, talvez de um Deus, se é que ainda existem com corpo material, mas de nada mais... muito menos de um mero humano. Por muito mais que ele queira ser. Quando muito, poderia acreditar numa reencarnaçao, mas para o humano, que se constroi, seria um começo de um novo ser, nada teria a haver com o anterior.
É triste, deprimente, decadente perder a fé. 'As por vezes acontece... quando a luz dos factos que vemos, nos cega o coraçao...