Letra de Deep life

Meat thirst you will also have perhaps.deer life
And if it is not to hate me, it was already completed
He came to refuse, of the whole pleasure.
Wretch infects that I poison myself, deep life
Maybe cruel, I reject of a mother,
That it covered me with masks the meat.
There is no longer compassion I won´t be more your jester,
It is your eternal curse, me flower, to cry,
Your hate sometimes, is not your great deformity,
In your soul it is and that it is the whole true.
They come you lean out, your friend is. Yes, for heaven´s
sake that is him, an authentic pleasure!
I desired to see their appearance, and you, follow the script
this begins to promise.
Raoul: Free! don´t you see that it should be