If I feel pain, I know I''m alive Morbid visions, morbid dreams A demons winter, I sense the cold
Am I worthy The sun shall never shine upon the souls of mortality Immortal as I am, I wish upon death Release me, release me, release I''m repulsed by light, and I feel condemned by you, by all
Am I a god, am I chosen Am I human Am I a Christ, am I a god Am I chosen, am I a Christ
I stand on the edge of life My suffering you feel, loneliness tortures me As I stand before the icon of death Torn between pain, relief- pain or death
Underneath the sun I suffer in the shelter of faith I kneel before the icon of death My visions turns to ashes as I cry for your help A test of power A decisive phase The final hour End of pain
Broad daylight, turns into darkness The color of your icon blurs before me The blessing you gave, turned to a curse The color of you icon blurs before me
Am I a god, am I human Am I a Christ
I stand on the edge of life My suffering you feel loneliness tortures me As I stand before the icon of death Torn between pain, relief- pain or death