Текст песни Stigmata - Бог Меня Простит

Flocked tear on smooth cheeks ,
My excuse is empty.
cut through
Scraps of mirrors
Dream that razed
On the ground.

Light , tell me why breathe?
Aphids , burn me again .
Will - in a fist .
Death , say it's not so .

This burden is not for me,
I am not able to bear its weight.
Dirty lie was the price of
Burning wings.
Turn around and swear ,
That he could not destroy my captivity ,
Keep a candle flame
From greedy winds.

Here is my body , take my hands ,
The sky is crying blood from boredom,
Evil thoughts , and what you've been waiting ...
World burns , and with it dies
love

This burden is not for me,
I can not bear his cross .
With every breath of your day
Lose strength.
Wake up and poison
Suicide silent dawn,
High speed cold water
Akin to blood .

Here is my body , take my hands ,
The sky is crying blood from boredom,
Evil thoughts , and what you've been waiting ...
World burns , and with it dies
love
Along with me ...