BiadmMatos:
Does this darkness have a name?
BiadmMatos:
I found my faith, living in sin.
BiadmMatos:
I'm no Jesus, but neither are you my friend.
BiadmMatos:
Tell me, do you believe in faith?
BiadmMatos:
the future belongs to the few of us still willing to get our hands dirty
BiadmMatos:
every time that you lose it sing it for the world.
BiadmMatos:
Does this darkness have a name?
BiadmMatos:
the hardest part.
BiadmMatos:
welcome to wherever you are.
BiadmMatos:
film called life
BiadmMatos:
I've always liked Saturn.
BiadmMatos:
Criolo
BiadmMatos:
night.
BiadmMatos:
Marte em Capricórnio
BiadmMatos:
deuses da sombria terra.
BiadmMatos:
Tardes de domingo.
BiadmMatos:
Luz sempre.
BiadmMatos:
It can't be fixed. Why? It's broken beyond repair. It's in a million little pieces.
BiadmMatos:
"Sorriso irônico meio que psicótico" é o que dizem.
BiadmMatos:
Old.
BiadmMatos:
Till death
BiadmMatos:
Now, bring me that horizon.
BiadmMatos:
Of what is the spirit made?
BiadmMatos:
To live in the world without becoming aware of the meaning of the world is like wandering about in a great library without touching the books.