With sorrow I look at the crumbling human world that is torn with agony. It's time when the people see the Gehenna itself in reality.
It burns me, it torments me, It breaks me down, It kills me when I see That people around are blind.
They do not know what they do And what they should do. They forgot their roots and now They become depraved fools.
It burns me, it torments me, It makes me sick. I cannot observe it But I can't retreat. Someone should bring order To this incensed crowd. And I must stand firm even When the faith is falling down.
There is no kindness in this town And all your faith is fallin down. All what I see is infected by sin... by sin... by sin... I cannot stand it!
It burns me, it torments me, It makes me sick. I cannot observe it But I can't retreat. Someone should bring order To this incensed crowd. And I must stand firm even When the faith is falling down.