Taste the sky, grip the snow in your hands,
Suffering comes again... again...
So alone, like leaf on the wind in little world.
Ask yourself `Where is my God ?`
Still alive, your skin on face`s like a stone,
No one stands near your bed, you lay unmove.
Darkness closes and dried lips feel the heat,
Oh, my God, how much I repent...
Sun goes down, and never rised for seven years.
Mist of night embraced your wheel chair.
Think of past, and bitter piece seals your throat,
Comprehend, it`s greatest sin you`ve made.
Samael !... Show me path, I feel my wings,
Break the spell, in gasping snow I feel my love.
Take my soul, I wanna return in this dirty world,
But give me back... My heart...
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