... Or hell... Not promissed land Earth seems to be...
... Or dream... Your nightmares speak in wild tongue...

Religion led them
To the one they called father.
And the one took death,
The gift of love.
Blassed were the words
And the other - condemned.
They knew all promises
And comming punishments.

Or it is a dream
Flowing down through hands , endless,
Or it is red hell,
Their souls punished as me.
A sin polluted virginity,
Let the demons to tear spirits.

... Or hell... Not promissed land Earth seems to be...
... Or dream... your nightmares talk to you...

Now my eye is comprising,
My fingers are touching,
From the sunrise
To death far avay.
And I can't believe
In riches, he gave me.
Behind integrity closed
The gate of heaven... or hell...
Or it is a dream
Flowing down through hands, endless,
Or it is red hell,
Their souls punished as me,
Sleep has tortured me,
Let the day to come...

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