Narath - The Prayer | Текст песни

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Pain, twisting body cramp
Pus taste in the mouth causes wheezing
Hoarse scream and squirm
Scratching fingernails sheets

The smell of death in my mind -
Not around me, and already inside
Nightmarish images of saints
Hearken to my prayer

My fingers colder ice
You stretch them, O Lord - Warm
In the stream of Thy love choking
Convulsively expectorant blood clots

Vomiting streaks on the dirty tile
My message to you
In uneven heartbeat
My prayer

A handful of nails in his hands bloodied
You're stretching it to me
That I crucified himself
In the image and likeness of Thy

You received eternal life
And eternal bliss in paradise
Crown of Thorns, dirty clothes
And the scars that ache in wet weather

But the silence was my answer

No God
No Man
No Life
There are only buying weasel bandages
And mercy Reaper

I had to get it to end
Stand up without someone's help
I walked over to the window and took a step
And my sky turned black
When I ceased to be

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