Immortal Gift Lyrics

The ideas in my mind are so clear and latent
And the smell of blood won't leave my dreams
Like an obsession to be always clean
Remembering the concert I made
Burning a bitch, the first masterpiece

Drinking some wine
The ideas are getting clear
Now I realize what I got in my hands
The mortal pen writes with ink
I write with blood
Immortalizing this gift of writing

I know how express my feelings
Tattoo art is in the skin
This one is through the soul

Three deceased I had to do
To realize that I must improve this gift
A legacy from my grandfather

Coagulated blood shows what is real
The true art of overpass
I must go on, I have to practice

It's just the beginning of a bloody history