And after all, is been a cold Friday night, alone we die alone.

Anyone knows that story of a girl who dream ? Where's the girl now?
I can't see her in your face, I can't see her inside your soul, and we are lost in the time.
A Pray that pass could come back, just one more time, to remember your love.

And after all, is been a cold Friday night, alone we die alone.

In that windows I saw for the last time the skyheaven, where are the good times now ? They’re gone, gone to hell.

Please Virgile help me in that journey throw the hell, I want to find my Beatrix once again.
I am lost in her love, and I can't back again, like Dante I am scary about her destiny, how long you will thinks is strong alone my love?

And after all, is been a cold Friday night, alone we die alone.

And after all, is been a cold Friday night, alone we die alone.
But I want another destiny, I want you by me side; want your touch off skin, your sweets kisses, not just a memory of how life could be better.

And after all, I will run to catch you from the hands of Lucifer, and stay with you for all the time that GOD gives for all love.


Inspirado nos poemas da divina comédia