I can't wash my hands Of my victim’s blood. There is in my soul Only dust and mud. I can't wash my hands Of my victim’s blood. Do you really need Mutilated heart?
I’m begging you for me Save in your heart the light. It was my guide to home Every cold darkest night.
I'm the ozon hole On your atmosphere. There’s my heart in chest. You are really here. But I can’t be yours. Blame it on my shame. I can’t let you play In my dirty game.
I’m begging you for me Save in your heart the light. Or I will never win Every my bloody fight.
Forward, left or right? The road is not for me? Soul is black or white? Who do I want to be? Last step on the ground, First waft of the wing, I could never bring To you anything.
I’m begging you for me Save in your heart the light. After my stupid death Don’t stop your magic flight.