Yes, I’m sinful

These days I would prefer to candles in the church

Meridians of love

They mark my world so black- and- white



My face is stoned with arrogance

I won’t accept defeat

But only before Lord

Will I kneel reluctantly…



And bitter impudence will flash

The eyes of this lustful Madonna

And the Angel sighs in grief

And boldly says: “The guilt is yours!”



Yes, I’m guilty…in the way I lived

The sanctity was never mine

Yes, I’m guilty… Yet I was so evil

Merciless to myself at times



The prayer was my rear friend

I did so not to cleanse my soul

And not to God but Men I wish to bring my flash



And in the fire of Hell I walk with no fear in my eyes!

But even there in Satan’s lair I will not cry but smile!



You are not to judge me for

I don’t want to be what I’m not

I’m not the saint…But still…

My death… Oh Christ…Oh Satan…



You’re shouting: “Chimera!

How dear you think of God?”

And what are your God and Faith?

The crosses on your necks and tombs?



Yes, I’m sinful

These days I would prefer to candles in the church

Meridians of love

They mark my world so black- and- white



Yet everything is ready for us There…

Why should I beg for mercy?

For I won’t be judged by you’re…

And equally I will not kneel before your!

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