Текст песни CRYSTAL DARKNESS - The Marble Statue on Thy Holy Soil

Inside this forlorn chapel
Oh how sweet is my grief
I stare at the heavens
Waiting for an angel to take me
Isn't thy mercy like the beautiful sunshine
After a cold December dawn
Or is it like a fluid substance
Untouchable to caress
With our sensitive lips
For ages we are building monuments in the air
We are the architects of our wishes
Constructing the palaces we have never seen
But isn't all our blood
Flowing from the marble statue on thy holy soil
Don't we all dream of the Sistine chapel
Can't thou lead us to the garden of Eden
Could thou comfort us
Or do thou leave us in our misery
For how long do we have to suffer from this pain
When will we smell the roses on our grave
In how many rivers of pain do we have to bathe