Old man's kneeling in the grave, leper from inside
Coursing Heaven for the pain in his suffocated life.
Like the Christ on the cross, he suffers from every nail
But he cannot bear that and he bursts like a suppurating abscess...

The man you remember died long time ago
There's no compassion, heart made of stone
This tear in your eye does not mean a thing
There is no difference between your life and your death

You! You've always been a victim...
Your life has no meaning, nor has your death...

Old man's kneeling in the grave, crying out his tears
Astracts visions in his mind, they will tell him how to live...

Putting your finger, but you still stand alone...
Paradise lost, wailing walls...
What you abandoned will never come back
The blade of the axe is touching your neck...

Cold blade of the axe
Is touching your neck
Touching your neck...

You! You've always been a victim...
Your life has no meaning, nor has your death...

Old man's kneeling in the grave, leper from inside
Coursing Heaven for the pain in his suffocated life.

The man you remember died long time ago
There's no compassion, heart made of stone
This tear in your eye does not mean a thing
There is no difference between your life and your death

I see no difference
Between your life and death
No difference...

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