Memorials stands like a rocks Eternal… Thoughts are swimming like clouds Black-colored… What’s going wrong with a people? It’s Madness… Black thoughts like cockroaches creep My Sadness… Could you send us a rain To clean us? Could you heal our pain Or kill us?
Icons are looking at us And of this sight their eyes are bleeding Or maybe it’s drops of the rain, And nobody care, nobody is leading. Icons are weeping for us And ancient paint is cracking and twisting Or maybe it’s time and its might Erase the trace of faith that is breaking and sinking.
Forests are looking like ghosts So useless Trees and pawns are a cost Just losses Nature is stripped to the bones She’s freezing World is changing its forms Increasing Where mankind may escape We’re dying Where we’ll lay our heads We’re crying
Icons are looking at us And of this sight their eyes are bleeding Or maybe it’s drops of the rain, And nobody care, nobody is leading. Icons are weeping for us And ancient paint is cracking and twisting Or maybe it’s time and its might Erase the trace of faith that is breaking and sinking.
Churches are staying like giants Beheaded Staring at us with blind eyes With hatred What’s going wrong with a people? It’s Madness… Black thoughts like cockroaches creep My Sadness… We’ve got what we deserve Forgive us We’re disappearing in mist Forget us
Icons are looking at us And of this sight their eyes are bleeding Or maybe it’s drops of the rain, And nobody care, nobody is leading. Icons are weeping for us And ancient paint is cracking and twisting Or maybe it’s time and its might Erase the trace of faith that is breaking and sinking.