I see a beast in his eyes too late His hand`s moving, and I know it`s my fate One blow and the blood forms a new line On the ground under the blue-blue sky.
I pray the God be fair to him He was stronger, he used to win He never saw this sky, it`s not his fault Give him a chance, give a chance to all.
I watched her thirsty eyes Her tender hands cut me like knives I knew she`d ruin my soul I gazed at the sky but saw nothing at all.
The heaven says: you ain`t killed, the killer is dead His parents, his wives and his friends The heaven cried: look around, you`re dead! Your parents, your wives and your friends But I didn`t hear a word.