Through the darkness
should we burn,
we all burn
bleeding in the rain of our souls,
their pain to be rinsed away.
Where are you Lord in heaven?
Wherever I go
everywhere is mourning
it is in my heart-
and they must also!
I crawling in my pain,
will break under your gentleness,
but wherever you go,
you know I´ll go to follow you
where you may lay you down-
I'm already there!
Do you know my pain,
who wants to break out everything from me?
You know him and yet you do not care,
whithersoever I go,
You are with me,
and see just ...
see how to burn my soul.
And the blood of my body, my soul,
dries me out Completely restructured,
so there´s nothing more in me ...
a shell of flesh and bone,
only food for the worms.
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