Rise the harshness light On this cold day of march Waves the yearning, are moving wild Along the involved dirge of broken life Broken life… beginning time.
My jailor. Lying guardian of mi delay My soul believed in mourning breeze But scythe is tear all certainties of the day And love, for life is changed, In endless deep remorse Cause I can't tell "I love you" at my side.
All medal has it's dark reverse And you know well, my only friend I need a strong, to be beloved Cause I want drive my suffering
Forgive me, my guiltness preys Help me…pray for my sin My weaver… forgive my soul Forgive me like I am forgiving you
Eternal end… in endless nights My closed eyes, slowly are see.
All medal has it's shine reverse And you know good, my only friend I need a strong, that you watch me Cause I want know the really true.
Last face…last mask fallen Are you evil? Or my awarness? Are you evil or my remorse? Reflect in mirror of my years
Jesus, show me please while I pray you look me wile I'm looking you
Please remember you, the kiss from silent moth. The stroke of mortal pride I'm damned, I'm damned, I'm damned Please remember you The kiss from crying moth. The stroke of mortal pride Cause I'm evil masquerade.