La Huida De Angora

To return, to save Angora is my goal
To fight, no one will destroy it.

They will want to enslave my city
This time I will save Angora.

It will emerge from the pain and humiliation
that it has suffered for years.
Faithful warrior of my people
I will be forever.

I will bring peace to my people
who will be happy again now.
I will defeat that being
that brings you pain.

Return their treasures

Free my people.
Free my land.
Free my people.
Free my soul.

And there was no triumph,
and its people cry blood,
their belief was their grave,
madness invades it.

He asked for help from the eternal fire,
from his evil and cruel god.
He lost his beloved Angora.
His poor people fled.

It will emerge from the pain and humiliation
that it has suffered for years.
Faithful warrior of my people
I will be forever.

Return their treasures.

Ancestral Glow

He never knew brightness or reflection
Nor in his existence did he discover constellations
He only delights in sad loneliness.

In his time he climbed
the damp walls of confinement
Leaving a dead scent in the air.

He lies alone at the top
He awakened his senses
And desire took him away, set him free.

My hazy eyes
Blink incessantly
Before the immense glow
Of a great
Pale and spectral
Physiognomy
That menacingly watches my walk.

I move
Through grotesque figures
That clash, roar
Leading me
To the putrid construction
Refuge of strangers
Enigmatic murmurs.

With determination I open
Its two huge doors
Walking among
A cadaverous atmosphere
I will no longer be
With my disgusting loneliness.

Suddenly, under the dome
Dozens of eerie
And horrendous creatures
Abruptly direct
Their gazes
To a strange
Winged deformation
That is reflected in the huge glass
Through which I saw myself born
And suddenly die.

Those screams will never escape my mind
Those fearful faces I will take with me.

Resigned, I wandered eternally
In the mantle of the night.